Demon King Modes

'I didn't think Zarxys the Grim Reaper was still alive: ......

　Sir Dihardt returned to Nargol and asked about Zarxys.
　Zarxis was under my mother, Nargol.
　My mother, who tried to destroy this world, was called both the God of Destruction and the Demon King of Destruction.
　I did not want to destroy this world, so I turned with my men to the side of Odis, the leader of the rival gods.
　By the hands of Odis and himself, my mother was defeated in this land. From then on, the land was cursed and covered in darkness and the cursed land was called Nargol.
　And Zarxis was supposed to have killed it himself. He hadn't expected it to live.

I don't know what the hell he's up to: ......

　Zarxis was his mother's faithful servant. He may be trying to bring disaster to this world.

'But, Your Majesty. Zarxys's power is not good for you. I thought you were not worthy of fear.

　He nodded at Lugus' words.
　Zarxis had the ability to create its own realm and take away the power of those who stepped into that realm.
　It was the same with the gods, and many of them fell prey to Zarxis.
　The only exceptions were those Zarxis recognized and those with the power of Zarxis' lord, my mother Nargol. That power does not work on my mother. And it also did not work on me, who has the same power as my mother, Nargol.
　Also, not only Zarxis, but a few remnants of my mother's party have survived, but none of them are a threat to me.

''That too, I suppose. Speaking of which, what is Sir Dihardt doing now?

　When he returned to the Demon King's Castle, he was dying. It seems that he encountered the brave men when he went to get the horns.
　I don't know why the brave men were there. The encounter with the brave men resulted in a battle, and they were defeated. It seems that even as expected Sir Dihardt is no match for the brave men and all of their friends.
　That was a problem. We need to think of something to counteract this. If he is defeated, we are finished.
　Sir Dehardt might need a companion as well. But the only person in Nargol who has the ability to rival our brave companions is Lord Lanfeld. However, Lord Llanfeld alone is not enough for us. It may be necessary to strengthen Nargol's strength as a whole.

''Currently, Lord Dihardt is preparing to create a goddess.
Already?

　Has your body been back for only a day and is it safe?

''Yes. They wanted to perform the mystic arts right away as well: ......
Okay.

　If he says he's okay with it, there's nothing to say. At least this should give him one more companion to rival the brave woman.
　That secret art would not succeed if the scarce materials and the sorcerer's thoughts and magic power were not high. But Sir Dihardt will be fine.

''I hope this gives you some peace of mind.

　I muttered quietly to myself.



◆Chiyuki, the black-haired sage

'Hey, Chiyuki. What should I do?

　Sirone paced the room.

'Calm down, Sirone. Pacing around the room isn't going to solve the problem.

　Since returning to my room in the Rox Kingdom, this is what Syrone has been like since I returned to my room. I don't want you hanging around in my room. It makes me feel uncomfortable even here.

''But why is Kuroki in this world ....... I don't know why anymore.''

　Cyrone has his head in his hands.
　It's the same for me. I honestly don't know what's going on.
　I rack my brain. Dihardt's true identity was Syrone's childhood friend.
　We almost killed him.
　At the time, we were so confused that all we could do was watch them go, except for Rage.
　It's a good thing that you're able to get the best out of the game.
　What was he thinking, that even Syrone's childhood friend would try to attack him mercilessly?
　After all, Rage seems to have determined that it was an imposter who was disguised as Shirone's childhood friend.
　However, Reno, who has breakthrough eyes that can see through illusions, etc., assures me that he is definitely Shirone's childhood friend, and he also says that Shirone is definitely his childhood friend.
　In the first place, how did he get information about the appearance of Sirone's childhood friend?
　If he was going to turn into that, he would make her a beautiful woman. That way, Rage wouldn't attack her.
　So we should consider him to be Shirone's childhood friend.
　I think it's unlikely that the demon is turning into a monster. Rather, I doubt that Rage really thought it was a fake. Could it be that he realized it was real and tried to attack it? I can't help it, though, because if I asked him, he'd probably cut the white off.
　And next, if he's the real Shirone's childhood friend, why is he in this world?

Someone who can summon on the side of the Demon King: ......

　I mutter.
　This much is probably true.

"He's got Kroki?

　I nodded at Cyrone's words.

'And I suppose it's natural to assume that he's being controlled by some kind of magic, having summoned him.

　With that in mind, it makes sense that he's a dark knight.

'Such a ......'

　Syrone's face turns pale.
　I'm surprised to see that Sirone's condition. According to Syrone's story, he's just an acquaintance I've known since I was a child, so he shouldn't have any special feelings for me. But when she found out that it was him, her attitude was unusual.
　He should be a little calmer.

'Get a grip, Sirone. There's no point in worrying about it here. Let's stay calm and figure out how to get him back.

　I say, placing my hand on Cyrone's shoulder.

'Yeah. ......'

　Syrone nodded, but he still felt uncomfortable.
　I have to think about the future.
　He is a hostage in a sense. We can't attack Nargol for nothing with this.
　Besides, a man's hostage will not work against Rage. If we attacked him, we could end up killing each other with him defending Nargol. That would be a bad idea.
　There's still another problem. That is if he attacks us. I can't think of an idea of what to do in that case.
　Syrone's childhood friend was ridiculously strong. Even more so than Rage. It's not someone you can go easy on.
　The only impression he had was that he was very weak in Shirone's story. But in reality, he's more than weak.
　It's a monster in a sense that he is able to fight against all of us in an even match. It can be thought that he is strengthened by some kind of magic. In any case, it's going to be difficult to get him back.
　Anyway, we should think of a countermeasure.
　I wonder how many people came to this world from the world we were in?
　I think about him in the basement. If I can work with him, maybe we can solve this problem. But he hasn't shown himself at all while hiding his true identity. There must be a reason why he hasn't shown himself.
　There are some secrets that we don't know. I don't know what it is.

We'll have to look into this in a lot of ways: ......

　I'm not Sirone, but I don't know what to do when there's so much I don't understand like this.
　In front of me, Shirohne is restless.
　I'm going to be able to see that and let out a sigh.



Raina, the goddess of wisdom and victory.

"Lady Raina. The Dark Knight has taken his horns.

　Nia reports to me.

'Yes. The horns were taken: ......'

　I sigh.
　Distracted by the failure that night, I retreated to Elyos' room.
　That potions can't be erased from the outside and can only be counteracted by my own magic resistance power.
　Fortunately, my powerful magic resistance power allowed me to counteract it in one night.
　So I don't think anything of Kroki anymore. I don't think for a minute that I want to put a collar on him and go for a walk, put a collar on him and eat with him, or put a collar on him and sleep with him. I really don't think about it. I definitely don't think about it.
　Well, but I can think about it if he wants to. Then I will put a jeweled collar on him. I'm sure it will look good on him.
　But it was a mistake to have his horns taken off.
　I suddenly returned to Elyos, and the war maidens who had sensed the abnormality also returned to Elyos. As a result, the horns were taken from me.
　He would build an imitation goddess out of my hair.
　That's no good. Why should I bother to create an imitation goddess? Here's the real thing.

"Why don't you just take me instead of making an imitation goddess!

　I couldn't help but say it out loud.
　Nia has a funny look on her face.

'That ...... Lady Raina .......'
No, it's nothing. Thanks for the report. You can back off, Nia.

　When I say this, Nia bows and leaves the room.
　I'm the only one in the room.
　I feel uncomfortable and my mind is faltering. I can't show this kind of appearance to the war maidens under my command very often.
　I know the cause of it. I think of the cause.

''I'm not going to let it end like this. ''Brace yourself, Kuroki!

　I looked in Nargol's direction and declared.



Dark Knight Kroki.

　There is a girl in front of me.
　A girl with silvery white hair.
　She is a new goddess created by bringing back the last ingredient, the horn of the Holy Dragon King.
　She was born as a very beautiful goddess, at least on the outside, as one of the ingredients was the beautiful hair of Raina and the beautiful horn of the Holy Dragon King.
　Her height is short compared to Raina and Mona, but her breasts are about the same.

''Yes!

　I can't help but gut myself. Then the wounded body screams.

''Ouch. ......''

　I restrain my body. Even though the healing magic has recovered to some extent, it's still hard to move your body.
　But I still wanted to perform the secret technique as soon as possible.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
　They seemed to be having a lot of fun.
　They were laughing and laughing at each other with Rage and the other Shironees around them. It was a dazzling sight.
　I was unable to move my body due to my injuries, so I could only watch them.
　Rage and its goddesses. I envied them.
　I didn't need a lot of them; I just needed one. But I wanted a goddess that none of them could match.
　That goddess is right in front of me.
　That little goddess is staring at me in wonder.

'It's Raina of Kroki, so I guess I'd say Kuna.

　I nudge Kuna's head.

"Kuna?

　Coona nods her head.

'It's your name, Kuna. My own name is Kroki. It's nice to meet you, Kuna.

　Kuna is staring at herself.

'Kroki.'

　Coona calls her name in a pretty voice.
　With those words, all the spikes are gone. Now I won't have to worry about anything.
　I look at Coona.
　Her beautiful eyes were staring at her.