From Mightiest Hero to Demon King

Gram's floor was wrapped in cool air.

After King Edgar's speech on the stage, words fly mainly accusing him of what the Empire is saying. You shy away because many of the senators are noblemen and merchants of the former kingdom, the way you put it is relaxed, but the bottom of your belly was filled with anger and fright and mockery.

(Those are boring people)

Standing in the corner of the floor, Yurtus was desperate to bite the yawn to death.

I had no great expectations from the beginning, but nevertheless, the senators only have in mind about preservation and self-interest. I don't like war, but I can't stand to follow it either. I was just thinking about sticking to its upper echelons, even though it's only a city-level state.

(It's not a bad idea to crawl those people to the ground...)

I wish there had been one or so noble philosophers and ideologies, and a noble one to give himself for the sake of the people and for their happiness.

It really feels good to see him fall into despair.

(So I guess I care about him)

Abused, scattered quotes, one man deprived of all his merits and turned into a payment box.

He was accepted by demons with diverse appearances and now lives happily in the most endless lands.

On the contrary, in order to reward him, he himself took the lead and even accomplished the liberation of slaves.

What would be the reaction if I amputated that man's limbs and chopped each and every one of the demons in front of him?

My back freaks out just imagining it.

The discussion on that day was naturally inconclusive and carried over to the next day. Even after a few more days of meetings, no conclusions will be drawn.

Returning to the modem with Edgar in the lead, Merdonnay ran with joy and courage.

"Good luck. Sire, if it's over, why don't you go shopping outside?

"Um, yeah, hey. Maybe after a little thought."

Yurtus lowered his hips on the couch as he took the hood and put his eyelids on.

"Damn those people, you can say whatever you want."

Edgar sat snuggly on another couch and dew his dissatisfaction.

Yurtus glances at him and thinks looking at the bumping king king.

(The use of the array is about to go away)

The kingdom was not worthy of ravaging. So I have used the king to flex the local nobles to keep my power warm, but you are calm there.

I more or less grasped the idea of a group of urban states in one day today. This is not a fun place to ravage, but there are other things to look forward to if you are an independent group of nations.

There are eleven, so one or two would be nice to crush the whole city.

So how would the other cities react?

If you prevent them from coming together, you'll need to have less power. It was my first time in the South and I had a lot of chances to try what I couldn't do well.

Why don't you let Edgar assassinate you with a gram?

General soldiers with grievances and resentments against kings are rotten enough to make them care. Easy to achieve if you prepare a gap here.

(Ma, that's fine, but first -)

It's not too late to get your hands on the most fun.

Tips and sounds. There was a crow, poking a window with a beak. It's a creepy crow with red eyes.

"Are you here?"

Yurtus opened the window with a wiggle. The crow does not hesitate to come in and ride on the table.

"Your Majesty, the investigation of your request has been completed"

The voice heard from the crow belonged to Roy.

He is now leaving a message in the King's Capital. There's one reason we're able to talk like this while we're at a distance that takes days in the carriage.

It's called communication magic, the highest magic you can talk to remotely.

It is also said that this magic, which allows information to be exchanged in real time with remote areas, will change the world if disseminated to the public.

but even if the theory was established, there were only a few wizards in history who could actually do it.

Anyway, it takes an incredibly enormous amount of magic.

Man, of course, was impossible even for a species with extremely high magic power.

And the farther away you get, the more magic you need to jump. Even in the dozens of meters range, a special and rare item must be used and a type of benefit "Gift" that amplifies magic power. Even to that extent, it would be possible to achieve it in modern times to count with one hand.

Roy's favor "Gifts" is [Magi Tank].

I can accumulate far more magic in my body than ordinary people. And he was building a mechanism that could immediately replenish the King's capital with magic that consumed enormously.

"The New Nation of the Demons. Have you been able to locate it?

"Yes, I can guide you with this demon, and if you have something to write about, I can illustrate it?

"I don't mind the map later. Can you explain this to me orally first?

'I understand. Then -'

Roy explains faintly and emotionally.

His investigation was elaborate and detailed.

The outer perimeter of the country is dotted with garrisons of warriors known as' entrance towns'. It's a defensive line and at the same time a place here to blunt the legs of the outside enemy and buy time to counteract it in the inner town.

The capital is located in the easternmost part. From there, about three days by carriage, there was a town inhabited by Gallius.

At the end of Roy's explanation, Edgar raised his voice in such a way as not to happen.

"Lord Yurtus, the New Nation of the Demons is the End of the Forest. What the hell is that?

"Oh, I'll see you later for more information. Don't worry about it now."

Yurtus just responded without hesitation, returning to conversation with Roy.

"The target is a guy named Gallius. I want him alive."

'He seems to be traveling back and forth between the town where he lives and the capital. You can use the demon in advance to know where it is, but in any case, it's in a pretty deep position in the other person's nostalgia.'

"If it's a large number, will I find out before I get there?

'Yes, forming a unit can take time to get around, and it could take a vigilance net over there. So it's possible to lure him out, but you can't surprise him.'

"Electric assault with a few elites, if that surprises you, huh? Then maybe Merdonnay should do it alone."

Merdonnay's red eyes shine.

"Seriously? Can I come rambling on my own?

"You're going to be easy on that one. But it's pretty far, isn't it? Aren't you lonely?

"Hmmm......, that's well, I miss Your Majesty"

Merdonnay makes a sweet voice but a disastrously tranced look.

"If I can kill a lot, I wonder if I can stand it."

Yurtus flaunts his shoulder.

"The purpose of this one is to capture Gallius, right?

"I know. So, you don't mind if I kill a few hundred people at last, do you?

"Then, then. And don't let Gallius hurt you from the neck to the top. Because I won't be able to enjoy it later."

"I got caught -. Leave it to me!

It was only after the last two days that Merdonnay left, hitting her chest harder and harder. A week had passed since Gallius was relative to the emperor -.

Gallius, on the other hand, was returning to the capital or discussing measures with Jizzle. Poke your knees together in the reception room.

"A gift that reads the mind... it's no trouble."

"It's not definitive, but we'll need to take action thinking it is. I know we're still a little ahead of us, but I think it's best to assume the worst too."

"There's no harm in being discreet. But what am I supposed to do when it comes to measures? You don't have enough hands to spread the alarm net."

"Actually, I've been thinking about it for a long time. I wanted to talk about it today, and I stopped by my house on the way."

Hmm? And to the frowning jizzle, Gallius tells.

"Do you know communication magic?

"What? Well, of course I do. but that's not the highest magic allowed only to people with a special favor, Gifts. I've done a lot of research and tried it before, but it didn't work."

"It's magic that they say will change the world if it's easy to use. You won't be able to use it like that."

"Keep it up... don't you think?

"That magic is impossible because it takes a huge amount of magic to use. Especially if the distance is far away, personal magic is hopelessly not enough"

"Mmm, indeed. When Nong tried it before, he had a conversation with his neighbor at best. If you shout it out, it's a long way to go. This is why I gave up."

I'm surprised it even happened in a short time with my neighbor's house. Exactly. "Sometimes I was just afraid of being the Demon King. I was impressed that you possessed tremendous magic personally.

"But the attempt itself is not wrong. That's exactly what I'm trying to do."

"Neighbor?

"Not that way. No, that's not far either, though. In short, you just have to contain the magic you need. It should be considered for this purpose, but distance and amount of information."

Gallius took two black boxes out of the backpack and arranged them on the table.

"Take the method of suddenly not trying to communicate from end to end of Limullesta, but communicating the information at a distance of about the neighbouring town and further communicating it to the neighbouring town. This way, in itself, everyone who is studying communication magic will think."

"You're going to add the idea of reducing the amount of information there, right? But you can't have a word with me, can you?

"Oh. Probably something called voice contains a lot of extra information. So stop sending voices. More precisely, it also eliminates just 'sound'"

"What?

"Look at this."

Gallius touched the right side of the black box on the right. Usually through magic, but with [Item Master], he activates it with mental power. The shaken box glowed blurry blue and white, and went on to light the box on the left as thinly.

Now touch the right side of the box on the left. The light in the two boxes turned pink.

"Now we're ready to communicate"

Gallius hit the top of the box on the right with a tonne and a finger twice. Then...

"Mm?"

At the top of the box on the left, the round light blinks twice.

"The mechanism itself is in the dark because I was able to accidentally do it after trial and error, but in short, 'number of beats', that's all I send to the other party"

Gallius hit it with his finger three times, opened it for a few seconds and now hit it four times. The box on the left flashes only the same number at the same interval.

"The number and spacing of lights that blink. Combine them and even one person's magic can send the information there. In fact, there have been many exchanges of greetings between the capital and the town of Bordall."

"Ho, have you already proven it? So, which new wife and I have had many greetings on the day?

Gallius turns away from the niggling jizzle.

"Oh, don't pry in there."

"New technology by the power of love."

"Anyway! I also use dark crystals for the material, so I need a decision to be able to use all the rest. We have to do other rare materials."

What do you say? And when you leave the judgment to Jizzle,

"If I thought I needed you, so be it."

I did agree very lightly.

"Non is responsible as a representative of Limullesta. So you didn't answer in a half-baked way, did you? Because you believe there are more vessels than non. Of course, I disagree with Kinko convincingly."

"... ok. Let's do everything we can."

Gallius began his action that day.

Gather materials and work with craftsmen to promote mass production of magic tools for communication. Correspondence tables for signals and information were developed and manuals prepared.

As such, immediately after sending communications magic equipment to the surveillance cabins placed further outside the "Entrance Town".

There was a female knight on a griffon on the security net...