After Diablo finished his tasks in detail, he left the inn.
The reason he went outside was because his body was feeling hot and he wanted to bathe in the night winds. The poster girl warned him that it was dangerous at night butâŚâŚ
Honestly, he had a mood that felt like âwho in this town could possibly injure him?â.
The town at nightââ
He didnât have a place of destination.
He decided to go to the West Gate and then go back.
In the sky, the moon and stars were sparkling. A staggering amount of stars were twinkling. And the moon was huge. Maybe because of that, even with just the moonlight, it was bright.
All of the shops were closed. No, only the bars were cheerful, and the clamorous talking voices and laughter could be heard.
There wasnât much pedestrian traffic.
The houses made of stone and ground were different from how they were in the daytime and looked cold.
From in front of him, there was a group wearing robes that he had seen before walking.
There were fifteen people in all.
Diablo was able to accurately grasp the number and location of the numerous people in the other party with just a glance. This wasnât a skill that was implemented in the game, but was more of a player skill that he had trained.
Their robes were the same ones that Celesâ guards from earlier were wearing. In other words, they were probably magicians of the Magicians Society.
ââTo be walking in a group at this hour, I wonder what happened?
Although he was bothered by it, he didnât have a reason to avoid them.
Diablo slowly walked and passed by that group.
ăOi, you Demon over there.ă
A provocative voice called him to a halt. It included a sound of sneering.
ăMu?ă
Come to think of it, going by the settings, demi-humans are discriminated against by humans, werenât they. Demons should have been especially scorned.
Since there was absolutely no such conduct among the players, he didnât mind it.
Since he didnât want to get involved with them, he tried to ignore them and walk past, but he was approached by the other party.
ăOi!? A lowly Demon feels like ignoring me!? Even though someone like you is just a parasite that is kept alive by Celes-samaâs kindliness!ă
ââA parasite!?
The barrier that protects the town was due to Celesâ magical power, but there was no reason for him to say such awful things, was there!?
Diablo recognized the man that came with such abuse.
If he wasnât mistaken, it was the wire man that was behind Celes and said nothing but complaints. He couldnât remember his name.
Diablo decided to reply.
ăWhat is it, little one?ă
ăGuh!? You really are a rude one, arenât you! My name is Galark! Even though youâre a lowly Demon, for you to call me, one who serves as a guard for the head of the Magicians Society, âlittle oneâ, thatâs just impudent! Right, everyone!?ă
Voices of heckling going âThatâs right, thatâs right!â were raised.
They subtly reeked of liquor.
ââUheh. Even though he was bothersome at the best of times, now heâs drunk.
He became dejected.
ăWhat do you want? I only remember being called to a halt by the little one.ă
ăH, hmph! Now is the only time youâll be able to say such things. Thatâs right, I didnât like you the moment I laid eyes on you! Your attitude towards Celes-sama! Your attitude towards Rem-sama! Just about everything was impudent!ă
ââIt looks like the reason he picked a fight with me wasnât just because of demi-human discrimination.
Rem was also a Pantherian and a demi-human, but the called her with a â-samaâ attached.
Also, this is a minor detail but, he should have been calling Celes by her surname as âLord Bordorelâ in front of her. He also called Rem as âRem Galeu-samaâ.
Heâs a guy thatâs two-faced, isnât he.
In any case, with something about Diablo seeming to have annoyed him, he was letting out that stress with the benefits of being a group and the influence of alcohol.
For this kind of person, itâs best to not engage him.
ăIf youâre going to make a racket, do it some place Iâm not at. I donât possess ears to squander over a little oneâs bulls.hit.ă
ăYouâŚâŚYouâŚâŚI wonât forgive you for that! Kufu!ă
The wire man smiled.
It was an unpleasant feeling smile.
Having a bad premonition, Diablo focused on his opponent.
ăWonât forgive me, you say?ă
ăYeah, thatâs right! You should regret speaking that way to meâŚâŚNo, to âusâ.ă
ââSo heâs relying on the advantage of numbers.
Once again, he counted the number of opponents.
It was still fifteen people.
Each and every one of them were competent enough, but to fight them all together, it was a bit of a bothersome number.
However, since Rem and Shera had expectations and were hoping he were a Demon King, he couldnât possibly withdraw here.
ăWell now, arenât you people the ones going to be regretting things, and not me?ă
ăFufunâŚâŚAfter this, youâll be begging for your life! Take a good look!ă
Galark took out something from within his robe.
It was a crystal the size of a baseball.
Diablo recognized that crystal.
ăA summoned beast, huh.ă
ăThatâs right! Having a status that is close to the Magicians Societyâs head, I am excellent as a summoner! I possess a summoned beast that crush the likes of you with a single twist! Now then, if you donât want to meet with a painful endâŚâŚkneel down! Why donât I have you apologize for the numerous impudent occurrences you have committed!ă
*Waa waa* (cheers), the followers were getting excited.
Diablo tilted his head.
ăNumerous impudent occurrences? What are you speaking of?ă
He wasnât self-aware of it, but he wondered he did something. He probably did.
Because he was bad at communicating, this kind of trouble happened a lot, and was troubling. Even though he didnât have any hostility or ill will, before he knew it, his enemies increased.
ââI knew it, something like human relationships is too much of an impossible game.
For Diablo who had come to this other world and continued in this Demon King role play, he thought that he was somehow able to interact with others butâŚâŚ
For them to be aggressive towards him without telling him the reason like this, his craving to be a shut-in was welling up.
No, this man might just be special. Letâs not abandon any hopes.
Galarkâs face turned red and he shouted.
He seemed to have gotten considerably mad.
ăYou damned Demon! Iâll pluck your limbs and roll you around on the ground! If I do that, Iâm sure that Rem-sama will surely recognize who should be on the side of being served and who should really be the one being useful!ă
ăYouâll pluck my limbs, you say?ă
ăFuhahahahaha! Come, ăSalamanderă!!ă
Galark threw the crystal to the ground.
Breaking into small pieces, what appeared wasââa lizard wrapped in flickering flames.
It was big.
Even though it didnât reach size of an elephant that is seen at the zoo, it was big enough that Diablo had to look up at it.
Clad in scales that were in the shape of flames, it raised its head, and flicked its tongue out. Its inhuman eyes that were peculiar to reptiles made those who looked at them feel fear.
Normally, one would probably stiffen up like a frog being glared at by a snake.
ââIts appearance is still pretty strong looking though.
In the game, it was around the fourth possible fire attribute summoned beast that one could summon.
For its parameters, itâs approximately the same as that of a level 20 warrior.
Since the Summoner wonât get any damage if it is killed by a monster, that could probably be called an advantage butâŚâŚ
Itâs special ability was a fire attribute range attack called ăHeat Breathă. It gave the bad status of ăBurnă.
However, Diablo had a mantle called ăThe Curtain of Dark Cloudsă equipped. On this, there was a Bad Status Prevention attached.
In other words, as an opponent, it wasnât a scary enemy. More importantlyââ
ăâŚâŚFor there to be a summoned beast within the town.ă
That was something possible, but for Diablo, it was surprising.
In the gameâs case, attack type magic wasnât usable within the town. Attack magic and summoned beasts could only be used outside of town. In the Warriorsâ case, they couldnât swing their swords.
If you think about it, thatâs natural.
The only thing that separated the town and the outside was the barrier and that had no other function other than defending against demonic beings and demonic beasts.
The guards that would come running if one broke the rules only happened in the game. Because it was late at night right now, the figures of the guards werenât around.
Galark seemed to have misunderstood Diabloâs surprise.
He took pride in his summoned beast and gloated.
ăHow is it! Itâs the level 30 summoned beast, Salamander! Long breath that could melt iron! Scales that wonât let blades through! Destructive power hidden in itâs huge build! Forget trained warriors, itâs the strongest summoned beast that could even burn knights dressed in armor to death!ă
Galark did a forced laugh.
Diablo was at a loss for words.
ââSo this worldâs levels were that low, huh.
The area of the Frontier Town Faltra in the game was an area with a suitable level was 60.
To think that the adventurers of that town were only people at a level that they could easily handled by a Salamander that was only level 30.
He couldnât understand the reasoning for this.
If it were like this, he should have fought with the monsters outside. Would level 60 enemies really appear in this area?
Maybe because he interpreted Diabloâs pondering as dismay, Galark became elated and made a command.
ăNow, apologise! If you do it now, Iâll let you off with just a small burn!ă
ââWhat is this guy saying?
He picked a fight using a group on the street at night, set off a summoned beast that could âburn knights dressed in armor to deathâ, and repeatedly said âApologiseâ without saying the reason.
This wasnât speech and conduct that one could just let off as him being drunk. It was way too aggravating.
ăEnough of this, little one. Do not make me angry.ă
ăKuhâŚâŚYou bastard! Youâre not thinking that this is just a threat, are you!?ă
The surrounding company gave warnings to Galarkâs threatening attitude.
ăO, oi, isnât battling within town dangerous?ăăLetâs stop it with just this.ăăItâll be terrible if we get found, you know?ă
However, Galark didnât stop.
He smirked.
ăBattle? What are you talking about. What weâre doing is punishment! He committed an impoliteness to our Celes-sama and unreasonably enslaved Rem-sama! In regards to this vulgar Demon, itâs punishment!ă
Reacting to Galarkâs spirit, the Salamander cried.
ăShaaaaaaâââ!!ă
It had a snake-like voice, but it had a loud volume.
At the same time, it spit out ăHeat Breathă from its mouth.
ââIt attacked!?
Diabloâs field of vision was completely submerged in red from the flames.
He was bathed in it squarely from the front.
Galark raised a voice of madness and delight.
ăFuhahahaha! How is it, did you learn your lesson, you damned Demon! Burn! Burn up!ă
His comrades of the Magicians Society made pale faces.
However, since they only looked and didnât stop it, they were of the same offenseââis what could be thought, but what do you think?
The flames that enveloped Diablo vanished.
There wasnât a single injury.
The stone paving that was at his feet had melted and was liquified.
Despite it being a temperature to that degree, not even his clothes had been burned.
Thought, since they werenât normal clothes, thatâs natural.
ăI guess thatâs about it.ă
Diablo breathed a sigh.
ââI knew it, the level difference is huge.
There was the old game-type saying of ăRaise your level and smack the laws of natureă.
Even for the MMORPG Cross Reverie, the thing called level difference was something tremendous. Comparing level 150 and level 30, the difference was like comparing a tank and a child.
From Diabloâs perspective, there not being damage was something natural.
No, it wasnât natural. Since this was the first time he had squarely received an attack, he ascertained that his magic defense strength was as high as it was in the game, and it could be said that there was sufficient meaning in receiving it.
ââStill, it did an attack that could kill if it were a normal person receiving it.
If Diablo didnât possess the strength of a Demon King, he would have died.
This man made an attack that could kill just because he was someone that he didnât like. He needs a bit of âpunishmentâ.
Galark was shocked.
ăWh, whatâs the meaning of this? Why are you alive?ă
For him, it appeared that the Salamander was the strongest summoned beast that he could believe in from the bottom of his heart. It seems that it was a miracle that Diablo didnât die from that attack.
To call a level 30 summoned beast the strongest, if it were in the game, it would have been thought of as some kind of gag or joke.
In other words, the level of the surroundings were low enough to cause such a sad misunderstanding. Though, Diablo wouldnât pity them.
Galark shouted with a nervous voice.
ăOne more shot!ă
Again, Heat Breath was fired.
Since Diabloâs magic defense strength undoubtedly exceeded it, it was clearly understood that he wasnât receiving damage.
In games, there are times when no matter how big the level difference is, there is a fairly good chance that the smallest amount of damage will get in. But only in Cross Reverie was there a shutout effect displayed.
Galark shouted at the guys around him.
ăO, oi, you guys too! Take out your summoned beasts!ă
The surrounding people that didnât feel as much hate or justification for Diablo as he did were indecisive.
ăUuuâŚâŚ!? B, but, if we do that in the town, wonât we get punishedââ?
ăJust do it! Iâll take responsibility for it! Quickly, quickly! Hurry it up!ă
Heâs half-crazed.
Being effected by that enthusiasm, Galarkâs comrades also threw their crystals to the ground. The sound of many crystals breaking resounded.
What appeared was sprites of several attributes.
ăSprite of FireăăSprite of WaterăăSprite of EarthăăSprite of Windăââ
The sprites were summoned beasts that had the silhouette of a bird. Not having eyes or mouths, red if they were fire, blue if they were water, yellow if they were earth, green if they were wind. They were flat existences that looked like they were cut out in the shape of crows from paper of those colors.
Nevertheless, each and everyone of them had the size of a Stellerâs sea eagle.
It had a size that, if it werenât for the fact that it was a magic-like being that could give damage just by touching it, it looked like a person could ride on its back.
Its main attack was doing a body blow after some high speed aviation, but it could also tear off the magic power that summoned beast are constituted of and fire it.
Fourteen of those appeared.
The Salamander was also in good health.
Galark regained his smile.
ăFu fu fuâŚâŚI donât know the reason why, but it would seem youâre strong against the Salamanderâs long breath. However, what can you do being surrounded by this many summoned beasts? Well, I guess the last time we had to spread out an encircling net like this was when a demonic beast from the Man-Eating Forest had appeared. Itâs pretty much used in cases where situations that could already be considered âgreat disastersâ occur. You should regret having opposed the Magicians Society!ă
He was shocked.
It seems that before he knew it, Diablo had made an opponent of the Magicians Society, not Galark. Since it looked like Galark would eventually start saying something like ăI am the Magicians Societyă, it was scary in a different meaning.
And then, judging by Galarkâs speech and conduct, he seemed to consider these summoned beasts as a fairly good bit of war potential.
Diablo wasnât fully satisfied. Something like the ăSprite of ~ă was a summoned beast that was possible to summon at the beginning.
Since the demonic beasts that appear from the Man-Eating Forest should approximately be level 60, when going against them, the sprites couldnât even become a shield.
Itâs a mystery.
ââWhy is this worldâs level so low when compared to the game?
There was a need to investigate this afterwards.
In any case, right now, these guys were the problem.
Galarkâs group had set off summoned beast just due to a personal grudge.
He had thought that the Magicians Society was a bit more rational and neutral organization butâŚâŚit seems that it wasnât something that easy-going.
It was hard to believe that there was someone so self-centered in it.
ăYou people, are you being serious?ă
The surrounding people were silent, but they didnât look like they were going to pull back.
Galark laughed.
ăFu, fu, fufufuâŚâŚAre you feeling timid? However! This situation, all of it is something that you invited, you know!? If you had known your place from the beginning, this could have ended without you dying!ă
It was unfortunate, but he seemed to be serious.
If the opponent was coming to kill even after wiping the sparks that fell onto him, he wouldnât show mercy.
If there was intent to kill, both Humans and monsters were equally dangerous beings, and he couldnât do something as negligent as going easy on them.
ăDonât expect any mercy from me, got it?ă
ăDie, Demon! Now, do it, summoned beasts!ă
In accordance with Galarkâs command, the summoned beasts moved.
The Salamanderâs Heat Breath and the attribute spritesâ long distance attacks drew near.
A stream of light of four colors.
However, Diablo didnât feel the need to avoid it.
No matter what attack it was, it was certain that it was lower than his magic defense strength. Besides, when multiple attribute attacks were simultaneously commenced, there were conflicts that would occur. For example, there were cases where a water attack would negate a fire attack.
ââDo these guys not do multiple attack practice?
He could kick them about with magic butâŚâŚ
It was a good opportunity. He decided to test out a couple of things.
First, he wanted to know this physical attack strength.
Being a Demon Magician, Diablo had low physical attack strength. However, since there were monsters that magic wouldnât work against, there were also times when he required direct attacks.
ââJust how far will the current me be able to go?
Diablo approached the Salamander.
The summoned beasts were still attacking, but it only had the effect of irritating his eyes.
He stood in front of the Salamander.
It was big enough that he had to look up.
He couldnât help but pray.
ââPlease, donât let it end in one hit.
He wanted it to at least be durable enough for him to test out his physical attack strength.
Diablo swung ăThe Staff of Tenmaă horizontally. It struck the nape of the the Salamanderâs neck.
For the resistance, it was as if he were brushing away fog.
And then, as if it were sliced with a sharp blade, the head of the huge summoned beast easily separated from the body.
While a red phosph.orescence fluttered about, the Salamander was terminated.
Defeated summoned beasts would change into dark, muddied crystals and become unusable for a while. That was what tumbled on the ground.
Diablo breathed a sigh.
ăIt was way too weak.ă
He wanted it to at least endure a single attack of a magic specialized Demon. Was it wrong of him to expect anything from something like a level 30 fire lizard?
Galark opened his eyes wide.
ăWhaâŚâŚâŚâŚ? Ah, n, no! Donât falter! J, just one of them has been done in! Wh, what are you doing, everyone! This is our chance! We, we need to defeat this guy! Kill him!ă
ăIf you were going to run away, I wasnât intending on chasing you butâŚâŚI have no choice. I guess I should test out the attack magicâs attribute compensation next.ă
The gameâs way was that when the receiving sideâs attribute is the same or advantageous against the attacking sideâs attribute, the attackâs power is attenuated.
Fire is strong against wind, wind is strong against earth, earth is strong against water, water is strong against fire.
In other words, in the case where a water attribute summoned beast is attacked with a fire chemical elemental magic, the power should fall considerably. He would check that.
Diablo turned his staff towards a ăSprite of Wateră.
ăBurst open, ăExplosionă!ă
The explosion caused by magic landed on the Sprite of Water.
In conclusionââthe opponent was too weak to confirm the attribute compensation.
The ăExplosionă that Diablo fired enveloped not only the Sprite of Water that he targeted, but also the other surrounding summoned beasts.
In addition, the explosionâs after-effect gouged out the ground, smashed the stone paving and scattered it all about the area.
Not only did it damage the outer walls of the buildings facing the street, it also hit Galark and the other robe figures of the group.
There were fortunately no casualties butâŚâŚ
The summoned beasts were annihilated.
ââI messed up. I should have tested it with a bit more weaker magic.
Galarkâs knees gave way and he sank down.
ăAâŚâŚannihilatedâŚâŚIn one attack, annihilatedâŚâŚ?ă
It wasnât just him. The robe figured guys were in a state worthy of being called tragic. Those that burst into tears, those that emitted a strange voice, those that gave outbursts of anger to Galark, those that were dumbfoundedâŚâŚ
It would seem that despite being the lowest grade summoned beasts, to them, they were a powerful strength to be proud of.
It was a level that you could pass if you had about a week in the game though.
He at least understood that it couldnât be tested.
If he kicked them about this much, they would probably never pick a fight with him again. He thought positively about how one troublesome thing was solved.
When Diablo tried to leave, surprisingly, Galark sent out his voice.
ăY, youâŚâŚjust what are you!? ImpossibleâŚâŚSomething like this isâŚâŚimpossibleâŚâŚă
What was he?
He was summoned but he wasnât a summoned beast nor was he a member of the races of this other world.
He had plans of becoming an adventurer, but, right now, he was wasnât.
Diablo glared at them.
The wounded all over and stupefied underlings of the Magicianâs Society. Fear travelled through the group of robed figures.
The smile of a devil was turned towards them.
ăMy name is ăDiabloă. I am a Demon King that came from another world.ă
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