I am the Demon King.
　I was defeated by the warriors whom the humans called "heroes", but I was able to avoid annihilation because I separated my body and part of my soul in advance.

　After an eternity, their alter egos began to move to resurrect the warriors.
　Eating the creatures around us, we gained strength.

　While many died before they could grow, some began to steadily grow in strength.

　Deep in the dungeon.
　In the deep woods.
　Or in the human cities where the wastrels live.

　Everywhere we go, we regain our former strength, but then that abominable human man appears.
　Although we had grown to overwhelm the creatures around us, they were annihilated one by one by that man.

　There were thirteen of them.
　And each of them should have been hundreds or thousands of kilometers away from me.

　Thanks to this, my resurrection was delayed for many years.

　Even so, I finally obtained my former strength, or even more, and I was resurrected as the Demon King.
　Driven away by the humans to a barren land, I gathered the demon tribe that had been living in poverty and formed a demon king's army.

　However, I didn't attack the human countries immediately.
　They concentrated on building up their strength first.
　After building an army that surpassed that of those days, I was ready to invade.

　This world belongs to us demons.
　To make this longed-for goal a reality.

　But--
　What stood in front of me again was that abominable human man.

(Ah, it's him!

　The group that rode into the Demon King's Castle, our stronghold, defeated all the elites in my army and finally reached my throne.
　My eyes were glued to one of them.

　There's no doubt about it.
　That's the guy.

"Hmm, looks like this is the boss's room.

　Even though he looked at me, the Demon King, he was nodding his head without a hint of hesitation.
　In fact, it's me who is upset.
　My cheeks are twitching and my body is trembling, and I'm desperately trying to control it.

　I tell myself that I'm in a state of panic.

Don't worry, I say to myself. I'm not the same. I am more powerful than ever. I can't lose.

　In those days, there were seven heroes who challenged me.
　But look at them!
　There were only four of them.

　Aside from the mythical demons, there were only four of them.
　Fortunately, it seems that they are still rampaging inside the Demon King's Castle, and the earth shaking and screaming can be heard.

　I did my best to open my mouth in a dignified manner.

I am the Demon King, Veerbeem. You have done well to get here, human warriors.

　Okay, I managed to say it without a quiver in my voice.

　The man stared at my face and said, "You are the Demon King?

"So you're the Demon King. So you're the Demon King, but have we met?
No, it can't be!

　

　I ask, while trying to keep myself from being caught up in this, "How could you show such power against my Demon King's army?

You've shown so much power against my Demon King's army. She's too good to be killed. What do you think?　Why don't you come work for me?　If you come under my command, I'll give you half the world.

　...I'm not suggesting this because you never want to fight?

No, I don't want the world.

　d*mn, that was quick!
　If he showed any signs of hesitation, he would take advantage of the gap and guffaw at the attack.

"I see. In that case, you will die here!

　I guess we will have to fight, after all.
　I've made up my mind.



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　With Befi's help, we broke through the hordes of demons that stood in our way.
　Finally, we arrived at the deepest part of the demon king's castle.

"Hmm, it looks like this is the boss's room.

　A vast space.
　The one sitting comfortably on a chair in the back that looks like a throne is the master of this castle, the Demon King.

I am the king of demons," he said. You have done well to get here, human warriors.

　It is called the so-called demon race, and is probably the type of demon race that is not that different from humans in appearance.
　It's a slightly large human physique, and if the skin isn't red, it might be hard to distinguish it from a human.

　However, the body is clothed in an unconcealable amount of evil magic power, and it is understandable just by looking at it that it has a power that is incomparable to any other demon race that I have ever encountered.

　But still........somehow, is it just my imagination that I don't feel like we've met for the first time?

Have we met?
No, it can't be!

　Hmm, I was wrong after all.

"I had no idea that you have shown such strength against my Demon King's army. She's too good to kill. What do you think?　Why don't you come work for me?　If you come under my command, I'll give you half the world.
No, I don't want the world.

　I don't want to be an underling, and it's a hassle to rule where I got it in the first place.

'I see. Then you will die here!

　An intense killing atmosphere emanates from the Demon Lord's entire body.

''Wha........''

　After getting a decent dose of it, Laina and the twins retreated.

　Hm, as expected, it's too early to let Ark and the others deal with this guy.
　I was scolded by Laina earlier, so I'll take care of it here.
　It's also important to watch the way the strong man fights, and that's what training is all about.

''You two, watch closely.
"...and...?
It's your father's way of showing you how serious he is.
Huh!

　And this is my chance.
　I'll show you the best I've got right now.
　With a weak opponent, it's over in an instant and won't be very helpful, but with this guy, it should hold up a bit.

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