In a corner of a noisy inn, a woman with a gloomy expression and an outfit that didn't match the dirty shop was shaking.
The number of empty beer glasses is already 61. For a normal human, this would not be strange for them to die from acute alcohol poisoning, but for a blue-blooded noble, even his body's detoxification ability was on a whole other level than that of a criminal.
'Fuck.'
Sir Urissael of Dast, the third daughter of Baron Arin, who felt this fact more than anyone else, stroked her bandaged nose.
Even the adventurers wandering around this city couldn't dare make eye contact with her. Not only was she of a certain status, but she was also armed with expensive magic tools and armor, making her invincible to the most common spear weapons.
Aren't I the strongest person in this city? It would be difficult to inherit the territory, but I planned to become a knight of high reputation someday.
'A warrior? And one who can cut down the Demon King in one breath… .'
That dream can never be realized again, for no one dared to oppose the warrior, the hero of humanity.
That day, Urisael saw Sloan hunting as if he was slaughtering the Demon King, who made his stomach churn just by looking at him.
The Greenskin army, which was so numerous, was annihilated in an instant… .
He was no longer human. It was, so to speak, the realm of the gods. Thinking about it, I realized that it was inevitable that he was beaten like a dog, and my melancholy feeling eased a little… .
'Now I will be recorded in the Bible. Not as a righteous knight, but as a foolish captain who dared not recognize a hero. Hahaha… '
The gloomy feeling still lingered because I was so afraid of the future that would unfold.
"Uh… Captain. You've had too much to drink. It's time to—"
"I know. I know!"
"Yes, I understand. Don't worry too much about it. Won't your mother soon withdraw the punishment? Surely you, my son…."
I don't like this year or that year… She looked around at the gazes looking at her.
If you don't mind me laughing, those damn bitches are feeling sorry for her. They're sending warm sympathy to the idiot who pounced on the hero without even knowing the situation… .
'I want to kill them all… . Just jump in with a knife in your hand? How dare you look at me with those eyes! You're just a bunch of red-blooded, lowly commoners!'
She was about to swear as loudly as she usually did, but then decided to hold back. She didn't have the strength to swear anymore.
She staggered up the stairs, her body heaving precariously, and walked slowly to the flea-infested bedroom where she had been staying for several days.
'I wish I was that strong…'
Suddenly, she wished she had a blessed body like Sloan.
If I had strong arms that could throw a person with one hand… If I could catch and kill the Demon King, would I have suffered such humiliation?
'At least, wouldn't it have been worth being remembered by the warrior? After all, notoriety is also fame… Rather than being remembered favorably, it might have been much better to be infamous….'
She came to think that it would be much better to be recorded in the Bible as a 'warrior's adversity' than as a 'lowly captain'.
With that thought in mind, I opened the shabby door and went in—
[I will grant that wish.]
There stood a filthy being. A monstrous creature with a foul odor emanating from its body and oozing filth even when still.
"… ."
[Huh? Do you know who I am? You're different from your mother.]
"You are."
[Yes, you guessed it right. I am Lichtes III, the 34th of the 72 evils. Also…]
She barely managed to suppress her scream. Thanks to her mother, she knew about the existence of the Demon King. If she had made him feel uncomfortable, that monster would have killed her in a brutal manner.
[I have a hobby of granting the wishes of those who are troubled.]
"Well… what if I say worry?:
[Hmm? Haven't you been thinking about it for a while now? That you want to have great power… . I came down here in person to grant that wish.]
It was a lighter tone than I thought? Even though she thought that, she didn't let go of her tension.
If that monster wanted to, it wouldn't be hard to turn her into a piece of meat… .
[When I look into your soul… . You have a peculiar desire. Even if you are pointed at as a devil, you want your name to be high.]
"I, I… ."
[You don't have to say anything. I can fully accommodate your desires. You are truly pitiful. You were raised as a chosen bloodline, but you have no chance to use it. Ah—I will grant you that.]
Lichtes, who was clumped up like a lump of filth, spread out both arms. Black tentacles stretched out with a squelching sound.
"billion… ."
The black tentacles dug between her mouth and nose before she could even realize it. Her windpipe and esophagus were completely blocked, but she felt no pain from suffocation.
The mucus spread out to every corner and went through the mucous membrane to every part of the organ… After changing all the elements necessary for human survival, it reorganized the structure of muscles and bones.
Also, the skeleton made of protein, fat, and calcium was transformed into a completely different structure because precious materials were injected.
[This should be enough. I guess I can at least destroy the city that dared to betray me?]
"Chu, enough. My—lord."
[Okay. Go. I will allow everything.]
Lichtes III was furious with the city. He needed a lot of resources to complete his undead army, so he first tried to get his hands on the granary area… .
However, the plan was ruined from the beginning as the lord became attached to Sloan.
Now this city is destroyed.
***
The warrior, Sloan, is a girl born in the countryside.
As her tanned skin and healthy limbs attest, she was a young girl who used to farm and carry a pitchfork instead of a sword… .
One day, while digging a field, he accidentally dug up a holy sword and his life changed.
'Sometimes I miss the days when I was a naive country girl.'
Of course, if she had the chance to go back and choose, she would refuse. Her brain, addicted to dopamine, has been mutated to the point where it can't stand a monotonous life.
But Sloan sometimes thinks back to a time when he was at peace, when his body was tired but his mind was at ease… .
"Huh?"
As he was thinking that, Sloan's superior eyesight caught something in the darkness.
A huge tower that must have been over 7 meters tall… It swayed back and forth as if to say that it was not made of lime or wood or anything like that.
"Camilla! Elisa!"
As Sloan shouted, the wizard, who was screaming in rage, teleported to the warrior's side.
Soon after that, not long after, we arrived at the valley with Elisa at her side.
"What is that?"
"It must be the Demon King. If we leave him alone, this city will be finished."
At that moment, Valley received a spiritual message.
[Bellitics? I didn't know you were here. I'll apply now. Join my plan from now on!]
That giant monster is not the Demon King. It has traces of its kind, but it is not one of the 72 evils.
But there was one of his kind in this place. The 67th rank, Gulumbus. Why him…?
[Rather, I would like to ask, why are you here?]
[I received a call from Heizen Uruk and joined. It's already too late… . I have to capture this city first.]
It seems that they are a latecomer. Valytics braced himself.
'This idiot. He's trying to ruin my plans.'
Even if you join now, won't you end up being defeated by Sloan? On the contrary, it will only increase the strength of the warrior.
After being separated from Elisa, Ballistics quietly activated his unique ability. Thanks to absorbing the power of his kind, he can remain hidden for a longer period of time.
'I guess I'll have to kill him.'
It was surprisingly cool-headed. Valytics was determined to harm his own kind.
"First, I have to get rid of that lump of flesh. Hurry up and follow me! Riley, go and treat the wounded."
"Yeah… !"
Riley, who had joined in the meantime, muttered something and moved forward. The saintess, who had received the warrior's power, was able to recreate the heavenly structure on her own body.
Riley, who spread her large white wings, flew up as if she were a bird and quickly headed towards the sky above the city. Not to be outdone, Camilla recited a spell and teleported.
Elisa recalled her days living in the forest, and climbed along the roofs of houses to find the fastest route.
Now all that's left are Sloan and Valley… The warrior smirked as he looked at Valley, who had disappeared.
"You do it well without being told to."
She bent her legs. Her muscles bulged like a horse's. Then, she jumped up and flew into the air.
He jumped so high that he was even higher than Riley, who had wings.
[Death-! Hey!]
Swish— The black whip slapped the air. Sloan's body instinctively twisted in midair, and thanks to that, he avoided being hit by the pebbles flying at supersonic speeds.
'If you just look at the strength, isn't he stronger than that orc back then?'
Sloan wiped the blood from his cheek and thought.
It seems that it is much more fun to slay monsters than to live as a country girl. I don't know how it came to this, but—
"How much fun would you have."
She raised the holy sword above her head and brought it down. It was literal destruction.