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Chapter 205
Chapter 205
Chapter 205
< Evade the Hero and Flee! 205 #24. Why Does it Have To Be Me? (2) >
#2 Their circumstance: Certain demons circumstances
I looked up at the sky above. It was dyed in a golden hue. However, that light wasnt cast by the setting sun. Oh no. It was an artificial light created by a living entity.
Thats the simple description, but, well
This is hell.
Yup, its basically Hell here.
Sir Swinn was yelling loudly at us. Its only this much, yet you dare call yourselves demon kings! You noobs!
The deluge of sword aura dyed the sky gold while raining down on the demon king candidates. A single hit in the vitals would be instant death. Unfortunately, the one firing all those golden rays didnt seem to care.
S-save me!
I dont wanna die!
No need to panic! I wont kill you! Yes, you wont die! I dont have time to train your replacements, after all! Thats why I wont kill you!
Ah, aaaah Dear Demon God Why do you put us through this sort of trial
What do you mean, why! Its to create demon kings capable of carrying out Demon Gods will, obviously!
Aaaaaahk! Nooo! I give up! Becoming a demon king is a step too far for me!
Its too late to give up now! Be the next demon king!
Goosebumps broke out all over me while watching that. Those dodging the attack were too focused on their survival to do anything, yet the one attacking had enough leeway to retort to the desperate screams Even though he was practically fighting 100 people at the same time!
That That is the true power of Sir Swinn? The instructor chosen by the Demon God And the subordinate of the great Demon Gods servant, Lord Marx?
For the first time in my life, I felt deep in my soul the true meaning of difference in status. But, what shocked me even more was
Kkuwaaaahk!
A wolf-race demon male screamed and fell as the sword light pierced his thigh. But then!
Aha, a new patient!
This whole place resembled a war zone, yet a frail-looking little girl who totally didnt belong here quickly walked up to the wolf-race victim. And then
Arus hands are healing hands!
Her small, cute hands rolled into fists, then she began punching the wolf-race dudes thigh where blood was pouring out like a fountain.
Kuwaaaaaaaaahk?!
The poor guy screamed until his throat went hoarse, probably because his wound was attacked.
Itll all get better with some spit and polish~! The little girl didnt stop her punching, however.
Thats not spit, you knoooooow!
Amid the golden bombardment, the humming of the little girl and the screaming of the wolf-race dude rang out tragically.
Alright, treatment, finished~! The silver-haired girl declared as the wolf-race stopped screaming, then dragged the poor guy out of the battlefield. Their destination was a pile of corpses by the side.
N-no, wait
D-dont come here Nooo, dont come near me!
Hiiiieeeek! Im sorry! Im sorry that I got injured! Forgive me for being so useless!
I guess I should correct myself, then. That was not really a pile of corpses. Nope, it was just a gathering of victims that tasted the little girls beating. Except that it was apt to call them corpses as they were crawling weakly on the ground, their arms and legs limp and not functioning as intended.
Heres your friend! Catch!
Just how did that small body of hers produce such physical strength? The little girl picked up the wolf-race dude with utter ease, even though he had a much larger body than her, then lightly tossed him into the pile. She then cheerily headed to the area of the golden bombardment with a happy grin on her face.
That That is the physical form of the great, noble Demon Gods blessing?!
I was so shocked. That pile of corpses was filled with demons that shouldve been literal corpses. The sword light pierced their arms, legs, and even their abdomens in some serious cases. If not treated on time No, never mind that, without a highly-skilled healer on standby, all of those poor folks wouldve been having a nice little chat with the Demon God by now.
But that silver-haired girls punching displayed a truly absurd level of healing power that worked very quickly. The funny thing was, when the patients were interviewed later
Rather than praising the Demon God, they all seemed to be scared of the Demon Gods blessing.
Kuhahaha! Only half of you managed to survive this level of attack?! I received far worse training than this at the age of ten from Lord Marx!
A voice filled with madness was accompanied by a series of explosions next. At this stage, it looked like not just the sky but the entire world was being dyed in the golden hue. Even though I was so far away, I still felt this way, so imagine what it would be like for those actually trying to survive the golden onslaught!
As the explosions rang out!
Its party time~!! The silver-haired girl cried out in elation and began rampaging around the battlefield.
It was all so shocking to me. Just what could possibly be the great, noble Demon Gods intention to put those poor folks through Hell like that? Thats what I used to think.
But my thoughts had to change really quickly while watching the demon king candidates going through the same training the very next day.
H-how can this be! I couldnt close my slack jaw. Thats because I realised something while watching the demon king candidates. Their their statuses are no longer the same!
Indeed, they were no longer the same people. Only yesterday, all they could do was get hit by the bombardment but today? They were dodging the attacks splendidly!
Diiiiieee!
You scum instructor!
Kuwaaahk?! No, not yet! I cant fall just yet!
No, wait! The candidates even went beyond that and reached the realm of actually attacking the instructor selected by the Demon God herself, Sir Swinn!
To think that youd bare your fangs at me so soon! Quite useful tools, arent you!
Shut up! You dont even know what its like to receive the Demon Gods blessing and the associated pain!
You never even experienced that hell before!
It hurt so much! I I hate it. I haaaate it!
What Lord Swinn said led to the candidates yelling and screaming and howling while pouncing on him. Some of them even began emitting dense killing intent.
Hah Lord Swinn looked down on the candidates, and then I see. I was wrong.
He readily admitted to his sin.
To think that I thought these weaklings were ready! It seems Im still too nave!
And that sin was evaluating his opponents too generously!
W-what is going on?! I gasped out, unable to breathe at the incredible quantity of killing intent gushing out from Lord Swinn so far away.
This killing intent was so intense that several demon king candidates too close to Lord Swinn inadvertently dropped their weapons.
Did you ask me if I know the pain? Did you really ask me if I have experienced Hell before?!
Griiiit!
The sound of Lord Swinn gritting his teeth reached this far where I was. He was genuinely furious right now.
You only experienced it for a day, so how dare you!
Lord Swinn raised his hand towards the sky, causing the vibrations in the atmosphere to suddenly stop. And the complexion of every candidate became paler than ever before.
The calm before the storm!
Thats what I thought, and the others probably thought the same as me. This silence had to be the one youd encounter right before a fierce storm.
Everyone mustve felt it!
It was only one day. One freaking day!
I muttered in stupefaction. Magic circles?
Just how quickly your brain must calculate magic formulas in order to create that many magic circles so fast?! Even before I could answer myself!
One layer after another?!
More magic circles began overlapping on top of one another repeatedly. The demon king candidates on the ground below began shuddering in pure terror.
Ive experienced that for so many years, yet you dare to spew such ludicrous statements after tasting it for only a day!
His roar served as the trigger. Candidates began kneeling one by one.
Keuh-huuuuurhk!
Kuwaaaahk!
Several magic circles overlapped each other to amplify their powers. And the amplified magic circles were performing truly, absurdly powerful gravity magic!
The overwhelming assault crushed everyone flat to the ground.
You lousy fools, kneel before me! Lord Swinn the instructor triumphantly roared while glaring at the candidates. This is the difference in our true levels!
He even made a truly evil grin as he continued to roar. If you wish to reach my level, then, at the very least!
Step, step
The demon king candidates couldnt even breathe properly, yet a certain existence seemed totally unaffected as she oh-so leisurely strolled around within that crushing gravity field.
Ah aaaah!
N-no, please no!
I, I was wrong! Please, please! Not that!
Oh Dear Demon God!
The existence that ignored the power of gravity magic and leisurely walked up to the candidates was!
Uheeheehee~! There are so many here today, too~.
None other than the silver-haired girl, currently humming joyously to herself while muttering, Has anyone passed out yet~?
P-please, not the Demon Gods blessing!
F-forgive me, please! I was wrong! Yes, I was terribly wrong!
The Demon Gods blessing that turned these poor candidates into half-dead corpses yesterday was roaming around the field, waiting for someone to collapse from the magics effects.
Lord Swinn growled loudly. Come talk to me again after getting beaten by the metal I mean, the Demon Gods blessing for at least 100 times!
Snap!
With a snap of his fingers, screams exploded from the gravity field. Soon, the number of candidates passing out began shooting up, and
Uheeheeheet~! Blacking out from the pain, eh! Youre making this older sister so sad~!
Kkuwaaaaahk?!
Wretched screams I heard yesterday began again.
And so, another day passed by like that.
Uhm Huh?
It had only been three days. No, to be more precise, it had been two days since the training began in earnest. But the demon king candidates before my eyes had transformed so much that I barely recognised them.
It wasnt as simple as their status levelling up, though.
If the first days training levelled up the skills of these future demon kings, then yesterdays training had utterly transformed their very essence into something else entirely.
Frontlines, defend!
Rearguards, unleash the magic spells!
Commanders had appeared in their midst. Well, that wasnt all that surprising to see, but
Frontlines! Defending!
Rearguards! Firing magic!
But, it was surprising to see the others following the issued commands without complaints.
Demons were different from humans. They might be lumped together as one race, but different tribes had completely different appearances and characteristics. Some were physically strong, while some others were born with excellent magic-related abilities.
That wasnt all, however!
Some demons with strong physiques might be born with great strength, while some others might possess high mobility. It was the same story for magical powers, too. Some were born with huge quantities of magic energy, while some others instinctively knew how to cast magic efficiently.
Unsurprisingly, everyone was very proud of their traits and their tribes. Such pride also resulted in them developing strong tendencies of looking down on other tribes that were different from them.
As such, the demon races army was made up of individual divisions consisting mostly of the demons from the same tribe. Some divisions might contain tribes of similar traits, but that only happened under unavoidable circumstances.
But then An army consisting of demons from various tribes working under a single commander rarely happened unless the one giving that order was a demon king!
However, the situation right now was different.
Kuwaaahk!
Hold on for a little longer!
Ten seconds left until the activation of the anti-Great Demon Sword defence magic spell!
Stay strong for a little bit longer!
It wasnt as if someone overflowing with charisma had become their leader, nor did a powerful individual make them submit through violence. No, these candidates were actively working together to find the best course of action. And they were diligently sticking to what they thought would help them survive.
This unity that transcends the deep-rooted tribalism! And at the centre of it all, is!
I wont get beaten up today!
Yes, we will all survive and return home alive!
We dont need the blessing anymore, oh dear Demon God!
None other than the silver-haired girl, AKA the Demon Gods blessing!
So, what do you think?
As I began shuddering from tip to toe at this sight, someone walked up to me from behind and asked that question.
I looked back and gasped. L-Lord Marx!
Ahaha. Its fine to drop the title and just call me Marx. All demons are servants of our great, noble Demon God. Were all equal under her gaze. Its just that were entrusted with roles that suit us the best.
The one smiling and greeting me was the demon continents top ruler. The noble revolutionary who brought this wonderful revolution to the demon continent as per the Demon Gods will!
Indeed, he was Demon King Marx, called the top demon king by every other demon king out there!
Sire, I Im unsure about what to write in my article, sire. This has to be the first time in my career as a reporter.
And Lord Marx was also responsible for summoning me here, a reporter, to write an article about the newest policy of the demon continent, the One Million Demon King project.
Marx asked, Is there something you dont understand?
Yes, sire. Just why are they so motivated? Honestly, I I cant understand it, sire.
Aha Is that so? When I confessed to my dilemma, Demon King Marx smiled warmly and offered a solution. Thats quite easy to resolve, actually.
Snap!
He snapped his fingers, prompting the silver-haired girl to suddenly pop her head out from behind him. A sinister grin was attached to her lips.
Allow me to help you understand, mister reporter.
Uh? Ehhh?!
And just like what she did to the demon king candidates for the last two days
Time to understand. Aru Punch~!
Kuwaaaaahk!
The silver-haired girl began beating me up, too!