Demon Lord, Retry! Volume 1 by Kurone Kanzaki

Author:Kurone Kanzaki [KANZAKI, KURONE]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2019-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three: Trouble in the Holy City

The Demon Lord’s Army Emerges

—En route to the Holy City, Holylight

“Hah ha ha! Finally! The time has finally- kfah gfah!”

The Demon Lord had stepped off from the carriage to take a break, but as soon as he opened the Admin screen, he let out an insane cackle. Eventually he had laughed himself into a coughing fit. It looked pretty dumb.

“I knew he was an idiot.”

“M-Master Demon Lord is... just a jokester!”

Aku attempted to salvage the situation, but Luna’s glare remained harsh. In fact, it grew more accusatory by the second.

“That look... He’s thinking of something perverted.”

“B-Butt...?”

Blushing, Aku covered her rear. Luna was proving herself to be a bad influence on Aku during the past few days of travelling together. Without paying any mind to them, the Demon Lord rambled off:

“I have some contemplation to do... Get in the base, just to be safe.”

After saying this with a strangely show-boating attitude, he produced the base he created the previous day, and in a split-second, at that. Materializing a well-constructed building in less than a second... if it were a magic spell, this would have made the Demon Lord one of the best mages in this world.

“Oh, the magic house! I always wanted to see what was inside.”

“Miss Holy Maiden! There’s an oil drum bath in there!”

“Oil drum? What’s that?”

As they chatted their way into the base, the Demon Lord called to the coachman. He was strangely attentive from time to time... or perhaps it was just his Japanese nature.

“Please, feel free to join them.”

“I-I wouldn’t dare, sir...! I’ll be feeding the horses right here. Please don’t mind me.”

The coachman shrunk his head into his shoulders. Reflexively, the Demon Lord answered with a polite nod. He was a typical Japanese man, after all.

“Then have one of these, please... It’ll be refreshing.”

The Demon Lord made the coachman hold a Mild Heaven to his mouth and lit the cigarette for him. With all the color drained from his face, the coachman was on the verge of tears, but braced himself and inhaled. He must have thought that he would have been torn to shreds if he had refused. From his perspective, the Demon Lord was an existence that defeated a Holy Maiden and her knights single-handedly, as well as nonchalantly exterminated a sea of Sand Wolves. The coachman saw before him none other than a bona fide Demon Lord.

“M-My... shoulders feel... lighter...”

A coachman’s job involves prolonged use of his hands and shoulders. This coachman had worked for the Holy Church for years, building up exhaustion in his shoulders. Now, all of that melted away with a revitalizing sensation. This was because the Demon Lord’s cigarettes each had the effect to heal 40 Stamina. Considering that the Stamina of a top-tier warrior in this world was around 50, to a normal person, healing 40 Stamina was like getting a brand new body.

“Th-Thank you, sir...”

“It’s important to rest when you can while on the job.”

The coachman could only fake a twitching smile in response.

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