Lifelia Kingdom, Calendar Year 164——
The Races’ foremost line, stronghold town Faltra. In its western street, it was at the inn 《Relief, The Evening Store》.
It was a dreary room that only had one window that took in light on the stone piled wall and only one large bed.
The time was about to be noon.
Three people were sitting on the bed and one person that came to visit was standing at the doorway.
The man at the center of the bed was the Demon that had sinister horns growing from his head, 《The Demon King, Diablo》. On his left and right were young ladies that had 《Slavery Chokers》 placed on them.
One of the young ladies was the short Pantherian, Rem Galeu. The panther ears that were on her head, her hair that grew down to her waist, and the slender tail that stretched out from her bottom were all a fascinatingly elegant black color. Since normal Pantherians had a leopard print design, black was rare.
Her slightly seeable thighs were tight and could be understood to be very well trained.
Although she had some childish looks left over, it was beautifully arranged, and her slanted eyes like that of a cat and her pursed mouth made one feel the strength of her determination.
The other young lady was the Elf, Shera L. Greenwood.
The Elves’ body characteristic was that their ears are long. And also, that they were beautiful enough to be the closests to the Divine Beings.
Shera’s hair was gold colored as if it were gold that had been melted and spread out like a rolling plain. Her eyes were a cerulean blue like the sky, and her skin was white and smooth like white porcelain.
Normally, she would be wearing emerald green clothing that would look like it would make it easy to be hidden in the forest, but……
Right now, she had an appearance that excessively had too little clothing.
In order to cheer Diablo up, it seems that she prepared a lascivious outfit. Rather than an outfit, it looked like she was only wrapped up by a cloth.
Normal Elves were slender and had figures that had meager curves, but Shera had a very large chest that gave her a sensual body. They looked like they would fall out at any moment from her little cloth.
And then, the person that was leaning her back against the door was Faltra’s Adventurer’s Guild’s Guildmaster——Sylvie.
She looked like a child that was still only about ten years old, but they didn’t know her real age. Being of a race called Grasswalker, even if they grow up, their outward appearance is still that of a child. Also, they had ears and tails like that of a rabbit.
Her garments were really similar to what Shera was wearing and only her breasts and the area around the waist was hidden. Since she had a slim built childish figure unlike Shera, she had an impression of an innocent physical beauty.
That Adventurer’s Guild Guildmaster opened her mouth.
「……A demand for the delivery of Shera L. Greenwood had been delivered to the feudal lord of Faltra City from the Elf Kingdom. There is still ten-something days until the settlement date, and if isn’t executed, they say that they won’t hesitate to start a war.」
Still expressing a smile, Sylvie declared something astonishing.
——Did she say “start a war”!?
There was something called the Greenwood Kingdom, which was the Elf race’s suzerain state. Shera was that country’s princess. Having various circumstances, it seems that she ran away. However, the Elves were trying to bring her back.
Even just a few days ago, they had fought with an elite unit of Elves that tried to bring Shera back. However, that time was just ten-something Elves and not on the scale of something like a war.
The Guildmaster breathed a sigh.
「Normally, we would have handed Shera-chan over, you know? We don’t want to have something like a war after all. But there’s one thing troubling us.」
Diablo silently listened.
He could pretty much predict what it was that she was trying to say.
Sylvie pointed his way.
「It’s you, Diablo-san……You probably won’t relinquish Shera-chan, will you?」
「So that means that Faltra City’s feudal lord, who was demanded to hand her over, will have to make a decision……Either defeat Diablo-san and snatch Shera-chan away, or not hand Shera-chan over and have a war with the Greenwood Kingdom.」
——So either defeat me, or, a war with the Elves!?
Fighting with the feudal lord meant that the army would come out. A large number of people of the Races would attack him.
During the time he acted as a Demon King in the game, he experienced battles of one versus six.
He had also faced off against a countless number of monsters.
However, he was inexperienced in battles against 1,000 or 10,000 people. As one would expect, his MP probably wouldn’t last.
He somehow needed to make them believe that “if they were to challenge Diablo, they would lose”.
Of course, he also wanted to avoid something like a war between the Humans and the Elves, but he first needed to avoid the situation where he would be targeted.
It would be nice if he could skillfully negotiate with them but……
In truth, Diablo had no communication faculty. Since he couldn’t talk very well, he created his character with a Demon King role play and was misrepresenting himself.
If his former self came out, he could only say things like 「Ah–」 or 「Uh–」.
Although the Sylvie before him had an outward appearance that looked like a child, she was a Guildmaster that managed a great number of people and because the one that commissioned the aforementioned quest to her was the feudal lord of Faltra City, for him who couldn’t even squarely talk with a classmate, the burden was much too heavy.
As he thought, he had no choice but to do his Demon King role play.
Diablo opened his mouth.
「Kukuku……Very well……I was just thinking that I was getting tired of lying idle. If the opponent is going to be the nation’s armed forces, they aren’t lacking. I shall return the country to ash with my magic.」
He said it in a voice he made as low as he possibly could.
Sylvie waved her hands in front of her face that looked like she was panicking.
「Wait, wait! I was saying that that choice is impossible! To fight with you, Diablo-san, who repelled the Demonic Being military force all by yourself, that wouldn’t be any different from making enemies with a single country, and more importantly, it would be brutal.」
「Hmph……Narrowly escaped death.」
——That I did!
Although Diablo took a displeased attitude, he was relieved in his mind.
Sylvie put up her index finger.
「Here’s a quest from me and the troubled feudal lord. Prevent the war with the Greenwood Kingdom, ‘kay, Diablo-san!」
That’s what he wanted to say with all his might.
However, he naturally had no choice but to accept it. In order to protect Shera……
Shera, being the person in the middle of this whirlpool, timidly began to talk.
「L, listen……Diablo……I……I can……run away on my own again, you know?」
「What was that?」
Shera added one more thing as if she were flustered.
「I, I mean look! I went and ran away all on my own up until now……If I’m not around, then there’s no need for Faltra City’s feudal lord-san or you, Diablo, to hand me over, right?」
「Will you be able to run away from the Elven forces by yourself?」
「Ugh……That’s……I might get caught but……If I do, then it can’t be helped. I’ll be sad if I mess up but……it can’t be helped.」
He tightly gripped his fist.
He asked just to be sure.
「Do you truly feel that “it can’t be helped”?」
「That’s right! I mean, I absolutely don’t want something like a war! I don’t want to see people dying! That’s why……There’s nothing else that we can do!」
He understood what she wanted to say.
She wasn’t mistaken. If Shera were to run away by herself, the war between the Humans and the Elves would probably be avoided, and Diablo wouldn’t be targeted.
However, would she be able to get away?
It would be difficult.
In that case, should he protect Shera and fight with the Greenwood Kingdom? That would be reckless.
What’s the best thing to do?
If it was him before he came to this world, he would have refused without a worry. He might have said “it can’t be helped”. It’s because something like stopping a war all alone was absurd.
It was a choice with no correct answer.
The answer was already decided.
It’s because his current self was——the Demon King Diablo!
「Do not make light of me. A Demon King that would yield to something like a nation’s armed forces, there’s no such thing.」
Shera opened her eyes wide.
「Eh!? What are you going to do……!?」
「The other day, you acknowledged that you were “the Demon King’s property”, correct?」
「Y, yeah. I did say that.」
「If there is no lie in those words, then don’t selfishly say that you’ll “run away alone”. Do you doubt my strength?」
「There’s no way I would……But……I don’t want either Humans or Elves to die.」
「Hmph, I shall show no mercy to those that challenge me, but……I will at least give them warning. Just leave everything to me.」
It was the Demon King role play.
His promising without proper consideration was also excessive. A cold sweat went down along his spine and his mouth felt like it was going to twitch.
Shera was moved to tears.
「……Is it……alright for me……to be together with you, Diablo?」
「I won’t say it a second time.」
「Uwaahn! Thank you! The truth is! The truth is! I!」
While she was crying, she embraced him.
The considerable sensual feeling was……squeezing him.
He firmly endured the 「Uwah」 that he was about to unintentionally let out. A Demon King wouldn’t get flustered over something like being pressed with boobs!
Rem made a sigh.
「……To begin with, with the 《Slavery Choker》 attached, it may or may not have been possible for you to separate from Diablo and escape on your own.」
While wiping her tears, Shera asked.
「Hic……What do you mean?」
「……I have never heard of a case before where the 《Slavery Ceremony》 was reflected. Because of that, the exact details regarding the 《Slavery Chokers》 that were placed on us are unknown. However, if it were normal, the Summoned Beast wouldn’t be able to separate very far from the Summoner.」
「Is that how it is?」
「……Though, there are cases where……they’re ordered not to separate from them.」
「But, before, Rem, you stayed in town and we went to Fort Bridge Ulg, right?」
「……For a stupid Elf, you remembered that well. However, if you were to run away on your own, you’d have to go to another town or maybe even further, right? Now then……did you think of that as a possibility?」
「Don’t call me stupid! I didn’t think of it though!」
Rem sighed a second time.
「……Well, since Diablo said that he would protect you, I’m sure there’s no need to investigate it.」
The responsibility was really important.
Although Diablo had the guise of being imperturbable, in his mind, he was full of distress.
——What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?
Sylvie hit her hands together with a *Pon*.
「Well then, have you guys settled the conversation? But man, thank goodness. The truth is, the Greenwood Kingdom had placed a bounty on Shera-chan——Ah, the Adventurer’s Guild doesn’t make any crimes into quests, you know!? That kind of information was just flowing around. Though, because of that, you might be targeted by some misguided Adventurers……But if Diablo-san is going to protect her, then that give me a peace of mind!」
「……The Greenwood King……Shera’s father did?」
「No, it seems the client was her older brother, Prince Kiira. They say that the one that brings her back will get one hundred million F. If a commoner were to get that much, they’d be able to live their life without working.」
「……What a lack of common sense.」
Rem muttered and Shera made a frightened facial expression. Diablo reflexively raised his voice.
「You’re telling me that he placed a bounty on his own younger sister? What a complete fool!」
Rage oozed from him.
Something similar to a black aura came out from Diablo’s whole body.
Rem and Shera, and even Sylvie raised surprised voices.
He felt like his MP was slightly decreasing.
——What’s going on?
Having heard the absurd story where an older brother placed a bounty on their own younger sister, at the moment his emotions got worked up, there was a sensation of his MP getting consumed.
Come to think of it, he felt that the power was stronger when he was firmly anxious about something than when he normally used magic.
There might be a connection between emotions and magic.
If I were to be holding 《The Staff of Tenma》 which raised my INT, how would it have turned out? I really don’t want magic being spontaneously discharged——is what Diablo thought.
By the way, due to him spending his time with a lethargic and lazy lifestyle, the precious 《Staff of Tenma》 was rolled in a corner of the room.
Diablo took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.
「Hmph……If there are Adventurers that have had their eyes dazzled by greed……I shall make them regret the fact that they challenged me.」
Sylvie made a wry smile.
「That’d be reckless. But, wouldn’t the Adventurers that come from other towns not know of Diablo-san’s strength? I don’t think anyone other than the people that actually saw you fight with the Demonic Beings would believe it, you know?」
「Don’t you people share information?」
With a huge topic like that, if it were in the game, information exchange sites would be really bustling. Pictures and videos would be put up, and specification conjectures and gag collages would probably be flying about.
Since this other world didn’t have the internet, he imagined that it would be at the level of barroom idle talk, but he didn’t expect that it wouldn’t have spread at all.
「There are two reasons——First, Diablo-san, you’re a 《Chemical Element Magician》, aren’t you? As you know, in this Lifelia Kingdom, when you speak of Magicians, it’s about 《Summoners》. It’s because we think that Chemical Elemental magic is weak.」
In the game that he once played——In the 《MMORPG Cross Reverie》 that this world was really similar to, when one spoke of Magicians, it would be about Chemical Element Magicians.
The reason was simple. It was because they were the ones with the most power.
If skills were earned to extend to the Chemical Elemental magic, just one of the six attributes could make someone reach a passing mark as a “fixed turret”.
Compared to that, the game’s Summoner was a misfortunate job. Even if they did their best to summon something, the Summoned Beast would be weaker than a Warrior of the same level.
The specs would be of the same level but because there was the specification that “Summoned Beasts could only have one unique skill per beast”, the Warriors that possessed many 《Martial Arts》 held an overwhelming advantage.
The Summoned Beast’s advantage was, at most, that even if it were to be defeated, the practitioner wouldn’t get injured.
In regards to the MMORPG Cross Reverie, Summoner was a weak Class that was despised as “a romance occupation”, “a contemptible playstyle”, and “information illiterate”.
However, this world was different.
At the very least, in the Lifelia Kingdom, Chemical Element Magicians were weak and Summoners were strong.
He knew the reason.
It’s because, unlike the game where it was possible to revive even if one’s HP disappeared, in this world, “it’s over if you die”.
A majority of the Adventurers wouldn’t look to level up or pursue rare equipment, and were satisfied with enough strength just to live day to day. Without risking their lives, training themselves, or challenging formidable enemies, starting with a range where they wouldn’t die, they thought it would be fine if could just earn their living expenses.
The monsters were the same.
They wouldn’t recklessly attack like they did in the game. Possessing cowardice where they would only run away if they saw an opponent they were no match for, they valued their lives, and seemed to be that much weaker.
As a result——because the area was weak and not because Summoned Beasts were strong, Summoned Beasts were useful.
How the practitioner would be safe was also a huge advantage.
For the Adventurers of this world that have values like this, even if they were told “there was a strong Chemical Elemental Magician”, it would probably be natural that they wouldn’t believe it.
They’d laugh it off as a joke. Or at most, they would only think of it was “he seems to be strong for a Chemical Elemental Magician”.
With the Class that he had poured many hours and much zeal into being treated with scorn by the people around him, as a gamer, he felt vexation.
However, apart from his emotions, he needed to consent to it. In this world, Chemical Element Magicians were thought of as weak.
「Hmph……To think that I would be deemed as the same rank as those other Chemical Element Magicians……」
「It can’t be helped. It’s because Diablo-san’s strength is unimaginable. And then, about the other reason——I’m forbidden to speak of it.」
「I also thought that it would be something unnecessary, but you guys, it seems like you have various circumstances going on, don’t you? That’s why I thought that it would be better if you didn’t stand out too much. Though, I don’t know much of the details.」
——Was it really just a guess, or was there information and she’s just hiding it?
At the very least, she seemed to know about Shera’s lineage. Although Shera said that she was hiding it, since she let it slip to other people, that was fine but……
In regards to Rem’s situation, he was worried about whether she knew about it or not.
「You, you say that you don’t know the details, but……just how much do you know?」
「Ahaha……Just at the level of “it seems like you have some kind of circumstance going on” is all, you know? Though, Shera-chan being the Greenwood Kingdom’s Princess is something that’s been a topic ever since she came to town. Since Rem-san puts some distance between herself and other people, she probably has something going……Well, even though I look like this, I’ve seen a lot of people after all.」
When she said stuff like this, even though she had the outward appearance of a child, it felt like Sylvie was older than Diablo.
——She is the Adventurer’s Guild Guildmaster after all.
She probably accumulated a proportionate amount of experience.
At Diablo’s side, Rem raised her head.
「……I’m grateful for your concern.」
「It’s fine, if there’s something that you need help with, just say so. It’s because I think of all of Faltra City’s Adventurers as comrades.」
「……Thank you very much.」
It was a masterpiece of a communication ability.
Sylvie made a proposal.
「With that being the case, since I’m not prying into your circumstances, won’t you come to my place? There are rooms for you to stay at for times like this at the Adventurer’s Guild. I think it’ll be safer than this place. Though, if you asked, I think the feudal lord would also prepare you a room at his mansion, but I think you’d feel more comfortable at my place.」
It was an attractive idea.
However, was it really alright to go along with it so easily?
It felt like they could trust Sylvie’s character.
For Diablo, he couldn’t make the decision.
He felt that it was inexcusable for him to be suspicious of her good will but……
Diablo had a communication disorder. If he could obediently get along with someone just by being told “Let’s get along”, he wouldn’t have had an eternity playing solo.
He was bad at shortening the distance with other people.
Trusting them, feeling like he got along with them, but not having a close enough relationship as he thought, he’d get betrayed.
If he was going to worry about the sense of distance, then it would be easier to not get closer to them from the beginning.
He should just avoid the war with his own effort. He didn’t know how but he should search for the solution from now on.
Right now, it was a situation where it was before the war.
It still hadn’t developed into a situation where the quest was “to hold back the incoming army”. He needed to prevent that worst case scenario.
Just what should he do?
——I guess collecting information comes first.
The foundation of a quest capture was information gathering.
This world wasn’t the game, but just like the game, he could do nothing but do the approach himself.
Diablo opened his mouth to make a certain demand.
「I do not like being indebted to other people. More importantly——」
A sudden thunderous roar interrupted Diablo’s words.
 Pantherian was my liberal translation of the race. Original is 豹人族 (hyoujinzoku) with no other way of reading it. The character 豹 can be read as leopard or panther.