"Master Garga, ......, the soul of Master Dovah, ......,

I know. This is getting interesting.

　The Demon Lord Gulga waits on his throne for his enemies to arrive.

　Just now, the executive Doba died.
　Before you know it, Luluca's presence has disappeared.
　On the other hand, there is no information that he has killed the enemy.

　It's been a long time since we've had a strong enemy.
　Despite the fact that her servant Fee was crying and panicking, Gulga was making the most of the pinchy situation.

I've heard that we're dealing with a rather troublesome fellow. I'm worried about the fact that I can't see the Demon Lord, but let's get rid of the small fry first.

　My mind has been unusually agitated for the past few days.
　Gulga was sick and tired of killing the occasional adventurer.

　Trying to rule the world was too big and just too much trouble.
　In the first place, there was nothing interesting about tormenting the weak.
　The daily life with no motivation and nothing to do seemed to be too boring for the blood of the demon king who loved to fight.

　Such a routine was changed by a letter.

　The sender was a Demon Lord who claimed to have been recently resurrected.
　The letter offered to help, but there was no way Gulga, who had too much free time on her hands, would accept.

　I used attack magic as a greeting to see how he was doing, and I got a good hit.

　Just as I had hoped - with an attack spell as powerful as Gulga's, the reply came back as hostile.
　There will never be a more ideal opponent in a hundred years.

"Gargas-sama, ...... are you sure you're okay, ...... since both Luluca-sama and Doba-sama have been defeated, ......?

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll be fine.

I'm not going to let you do that!　I'm with you, Gargas-sama!

　My first rebellion.
　This was the first and last time I would ever speak out against Gulga.

　It's not that I think Gulga will lose.
　But...
　But something in her gut, something hard to put into words, was making her say those words.

"What are you going to do if you stay here?　What's the point of you staying here if you're not going to be of any use?

"That may be ...... true. But .......

　Gulga gently admonished Fee to treat her like a child.
　If she stays here, she'll be dragging her feet rather than being useful.

　At these words, even Fee, who had been trying to stick it out, had to give up.
　It was as if she was being told that she was slowing them down.


"You'll just have to wait and see. ......?

　Suddenly, creatures entered the throne room.
　There are dozens of them, and they don't look like people.
　They were far too small to be enemies.

"Master Garga!　Please be careful!

　They were jet-black bats.
　They attacked first, so they must be the enemy.
　Gulga repelled them with one finger, but Fee was bitten helplessly.

　When one ant bites you, it means it's practically over.
　The remaining dozens swarmed in like ants, turning Fee's body black.

Whoa.

　Gargas observes the unknown attack with interest.
　I could have saved her, but I really want to see how it works.
　This was something that Fee himself wanted to do.


"I see. I see.

　After being devoured by the bats, Fee's appearance changed to that of a different person.
　Her skin turned white, as if all the blood had been drained from it, and sharp fangs glinted from her mouth.
　A typical vampire.

"Vu......

　The vampire approached Gulga unsteadily.
　I don't know if he is still loyal as a servant or if he is trying to suck Gulga's blood.
　But to Gulga, he's just an enemy.

"Demolition.

　No mercy at all.
　Gargas leaps at the vampire's head with his arm that has transformed into a sword.

　It was the most painless way to kill.

　When Fee wanted clothes, he annoyed her by giving her a hexenbiest's fur as a gift.
　The embarrassment of adopting Fee's drawing of Gulga as a military flag.
　Memories of the past flashed through Gulga's mind.

　Ever since she took him in as her servant, she hadn't changed her clumsy way of caring for him.
　This last blow was also filled with Gulga's love.


...... You do some pretty terrible things, don't you? It's not for me to say.

"There you go, vampire. Let me have a little fun, okay?

　The vampire reverted from bat form to humanoid form.
　The vampire, who had reverted from his bat form to his humanoid form, showed no mercy and raised his guard against Gulga.
　The fact that I couldn't read any anger from Gulga only added to the creepiness.

　An unmistakable fighting maniac.



"My name is Rose. I'm going to make you regret underestimating the Demon Lord.

I know. I'd rather fight the Demon Lord than you. Well, let's just kill time, shall we?

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　I'm not sure what to make of it.

...... I see. I'm sure you're not the only one.

I'm sure you'll be fine.

　It was as if he was asking himself a question.
　Gulga's question is self-contained.
　I thought he was just saying something random to upset Rosé, but he guessed right on the money.

"This--!

　You can't prolong the fight with an opponent who has strange abilities.
　In order to finish him off before he can use anything, he extends his sharp claws at his neck.
　If you can somehow suck its blood, you can make it your wife.

That's dangerous. You can't just turn him into your wife.

How could you do that?

　Suspicion turns to certainty.
　I'm not sure what to do.
　If he was exposed to the fact that he had been made a dependent, he would be severely restricted in his future battles.

　I'm sure Gargha knows about this situation as well.

I see, so you haven't given up yet. I guess it was a good thing.

　Gargas stood there happily, muttering to himself.