Part 1

Lifelia Kingdom, Calendar Year 164

It was a dreary room that only had one window that took in light on the stone piled wall and only one large bed.

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.[1]

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.

Sheras 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.

Right now, she had an appearance that excessively had too little clothing.

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.

She looked like a child that was still only about ten years old, but they didnt 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.

That Adventurers 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 isnt executed, they say that they wont hesitate to start a war.

Still expressing a smile, Sylvie declared something astonishing.

There was something called the Greenwood Kingdom, which was the Elf races suzerain state. Shera was that countrys princess. Having various circumstances, it seems that she ran away. However, the Elves were trying to bring her back.

The Guildmaster breathed a sigh.

Normally, we would have handed Shera-chan over, you know? We dont want to have something like a war after all. But theres one thing troubling us.

He could pretty much predict what it was that she was trying to say.

Its you, Diablo-sanYou probably wont relinquish Shera-chan, will you?

So that means that Faltra Citys feudal lord, who was demanded to hand her over, will have to make a decisionEither defeat Diablo-san and snatch Shera-chan away, or not hand Shera-chan over and have a war with the Greenwood Kingdom.

Not good

During the time he acted as a Demon King in the game, he experienced battles of one versus six.

However, he was inexperienced in battles against 1,000 or 10,000 people. As one would expect, his MP probably wouldnt last.

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.

Its impossible.

If his former self came out, he could only say things like Ah or Uh.

As he thought, he had no choice but to do his Demon King role play.

KukukuVery wellI was just thinking that I was getting tired of lying idle. If the opponent is going to be the nations armed forces, they arent 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.

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 wouldnt be any different from making enemies with a single country, and more importantly, it would be brutal.

That I did!

Sylvie put up her index finger.

Heres a quest from me and the troubled feudal lord. Prevent the war with the Greenwood Kingdom, kay, Diablo-san!

I refuse.

However, he naturally had no choice but to accept it. In order to protect Shera

L, listenDiabloII canrun away on my own again, you know?

Shera added one more thing as if she were flustered.

Will you be able to run away from the Elven forces by yourself?

He tightly gripped his fist.

Do you truly feel that it cant be helped?

He understood what she wanted to say.

However, would she be able to get away?

In that case, should he protect Shera and fight with the Greenwood Kingdom? That would be reckless.

If it was him before he came to this world, he would have refused without a worry. He might have said it cant be helped. Its because something like stopping a war all alone was absurd.

The answer was already decided.

Its because his current self wasthe Demon King Diablo!

Do not make light of me. A Demon King that would yield to something like a nations armed forces, theres no such thing.

Shera opened her eyes wide.

The other day, you acknowledged that you were the Demon Kings property, correct?

If there is no lie in those words, then dont selfishly say that youll run away alone. Do you doubt my strength?

Hmph, I shall show no mercy to those that challenge me, butI will at least give them warning. Just leave everything to me.

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.

Is italright for meto be together with you, Diablo?

Uwaahn! Thank you! The truth is! The truth is! I!

The considerable sensual feeling wassqueezing him.

He firmly endured the Uwah that he was about to unintentionally let out. A Demon King wouldnt get flustered over something like being pressed with boobs!

Rem made a sigh.

While wiping her tears, Shera asked.

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 wouldnt be able to separate very far from the Summoner.

Though, there are cases wheretheyre ordered not to separate from them.

For a stupid Elf, you remembered that well. However, if you were to run away on your own, youd have to go to another town or maybe even further, right? Now thendid you think of that as a possibility?

Rem sighed a second time.

The responsibility was really important.

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

Sylvie hit her hands together with a *Pon*.

Diablo frowned.

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, theyd be able to live their life without working.

Rem muttered and Shera made a frightened facial expression. Diablo reflexively raised his voice.

Rage oozed from him.

Rem and Shera, and even Sylvie raised surprised voices.

Whats going on?

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.

If I were to be holding The Staff of Tenma which raised my INT, how would it have turned out? I really dont want magic being spontaneously dischargedis what Diablo thought.

Diablo took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.

Sylvie made a wry smile.

Dont you people share information?

Since this other world didnt have the internet, he imagined that it would be at the level of barroom idle talk, but he didnt expect that it wouldnt have spread at all.

There are two reasonsFirst, Diablo-san, youre a Chemical Element Magician, arent you? As you know, in this Lifelia Kingdom, when you speak of Magicians, its about Summoners. Its because we think that Chemical Elemental magic is weak.

The reason was simple. It was because they were the ones with the most power.

Compared to that, the games 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 Summoned Beasts advantage was, at most, that even if it were to be defeated, the practitioner wouldnt get injured.

However, this world was different.

He knew the reason.

A majority of the Adventurers wouldnt 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 wouldnt die, they thought it would be fine if could just earn their living expenses.

They wouldnt 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.

How the practitioner would be safe was also a huge advantage.

Theyd 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.

However, apart from his emotions, he needed to consent to it. In this world, Chemical Element Magicians were thought of as weak.

It cant be helped. Its because Diablo-sans strength is unimaginable. And then, about the other reasonIm 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, dont you? Thats why I thought that it would be better if you didnt stand out too much. Though, I dont know much of the details.

At the very least, she seemed to know about Sheras lineage. Although Shera said that she was hiding it, since she let it slip to other people, that was fine but

You, you say that you dont know the details, butjust how much do you know?

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 probably accumulated a proportionate amount of experience.

Im grateful for your concern.

Thank you very much.

Sylvie made a proposal.

It was an attractive idea.

It felt like they could trust Sylvies character.

For Diablo, he couldnt make the decision.

Diablo had a communication disorder. If he could obediently get along with someone just by being told Lets get along, he wouldnt 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, hed 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.

Right now, it was a situation where it was before the war.

Just what should he do?

The foundation of a quest capture was information gathering.

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 Diablos words.

Translators Notes:

[1]Pantherian was my liberal translation of the race. Original is (hyoujinzoku) with no other way of reading it. The character can be read as leopard or panther.

Part 2

The stone wall behind them collapsed.

If it was magic or a large type of weapon, it was probably possible to destroy it.

Sylvie jumped back from in front of the door. She shouted.

She landed beside the bed that Diablo was on.

As Diablo tried to grasp the situation, he ran his eyes around the surroundings.

Three of them came in from the hallway.

The characteristics of the men of the Dwarf race were burly muscles, beards that could conceal their mouths and necks, and a short and stout figure. Theyre slow-footed and magic is their weak point, but theyre tenacious and excel in physical strength. They possess the natural talent for the Warrior type.

Continuing on from the Dwarf was two melancholy-eyed, light armored Grasswalker Warriors.

These two Grasswalkers had completely the same face. It wasnt that they were similar because they were of the same race, they were the splitting image of each other as if they were mirroring each other. Could they be twins?

The one that destroyed the back wall and entered the room was a Pantherian Warrior that had hook claws equipped.

Diablos group was gathered on the bed that was at the center of the room.

Since it wasnt a very spacious place, it looked like they were caught from the front and back.

These guys, so theyre Adventurers!

Rem asked a question to Shera.

Before, Shera had easily discovered Elven elites that were lurking in the forest. She had also sensed the fight with the Demonic Being that was happening in the town.

For that Shera to not notice them until they had attackedWere the opponents superior to her? Or was there another reason?

There are so many people inside the town that I couldnt tell!

There was a great number of people within the town. Perceiving only the ones that held malice towards them and were getting closer was probably much harder than discovering Elves in the forest.

Though, if possible, it would be best if he could make them pull back by threatening them

Diablo talked with a terrifying voice.

You fools that have appeared before meDoes this mean you do not need your lives?

The Grasswalker twins whispered together.

He did ask if we need our lives, little bro.

No, we wont answer him. Our target isnt the Demon.

Thats right, its that Elf.

M, me!? But I dont know any of you guys!?

It was explained just now by Sylvie-sanTheyre Adventurersnocriminals whose objective is the bounty placed by the Greenwood Prince.

How could this happen! The Staff of Tenma is deeper in the room!

Since Diablo was level 150, he could use it without a problem, but it was easier to aim and control the power with the staff.

Right now, what he had equipped wasThe Distorted Crown that possessed an Auto-HP Recovery effect and looked like curved horns of a devil and the super rare item, The Demon Kings Ring that had the effect of Magic Reflection.

Although he was exhausted, this was a terrible situation.

Rem tried to take out a crystal from the pocket of her hemp belt. By throwing that, she could use a Summoned Beast.

Whoa there!

Hes faster than I thought. Is this Warriors level around 20?

Kyah!?

However, since Rems concentration was interrupted in the middle, the Summoned Beast wasnt called out.

Th, thank you very much

The Dwarf Warrior licked his lips.

They were inside a small room.

Theyd be able to deal with the Magician before the Magician would be able to do something, is probably what they thought.

When compared to me, these guys movements are slow.

However, if he used attack magic, the opponent might die.

Putting himself aside, damage might also befall Rem and the others.

Can I win even if Im bare handed?

But, what if Shera was kidnapped as he was fighting? What if Rem was killed?

Earlier, before the door was kicked open, she should have jumped towards him.

Suddenly, Sylvies voice resounded in the room.

Ivy Bind!

From underfoot of one of the attackersFrom underfoot of the Dwarf Warrior, the light of magic power welled up. Thick ivy plants stretched out from the floor.

The Dwarf raised a surprised voice.

The ivy quickly restrained the Dwarf.

Even though she should have been right beside him, that was an unexpected Hide Skill.

That magic gave the opponent a bad status called BindIt was something powerful that would seal action for a fixed period of time.

Ivy Bind was a support-type magic. It wasnt possible to defeat an enemy just by only stopping the opponent. When fighting with a group, its effectiveness would be displayed, but there would be no meaning to it when acting alone.

A situation where I would have to worry about being sure not to kill opponents that challenged me wasnt in the game after all.

You guys! Youre not Faltra Citys Adventurers, are you! Where did you come from!?

Thats Faltra Citys Guildmaster, Nii-san.

Thats unexpected, isnt it.

They had exactly the same voice and the same tone. Some weirdness could be felt.

Should we keep going, Nii-san?

Well then, shall we resign?

Got it, Nii-san. In that case

Hes planning on using an item!?

The small tube that he pulled out from his pouch released a radiance.

His field of vision was enveloped by a pure white light.

!

A distraction.

Possible to manufacture with a Craft-type Skill, it was an item that, when used, gave the bad status of Blindness to targets within a fixed range.

To cure it, either a bad status curing magic or item or a passage of time would be needed.

For that reason, it was a popular item that many Adventurers would be indebted to at least once.

Within his narrowed field of vision, he saw the two Grasswalkers shouldering the restrained Dwarf.

So shouldering a restrained comrade is alright!?

Diablo was struck with surprise only for a moment.

The Pantherian also left to the outside from the hole of the destroyed wall.

Even if he were to catch them, what kind of information would he get from them? There probably wouldnt be much meaning to it.

While he was being indecisive, the figures of the attackers could no longer be seen.

Diablo surveyed the room that had become quiet.

The back stone wall that made the bed inserted in the center was collapsed together with the window. Even though it was the second floor, just how did they do it. This was a show of how Adventurers abilities were used for stupid things.

Its in a terrible state.

However, he thought that the attackers judgement was praiseworthy.

Based on his experience from the game, falling into a predicament that wasnt hypothesized had a high probability of being connected with the partys annihilation. While hesitating over how to cope with it, the chance to escape would be lost.

Also, the choice was precise.

This worlds death isnt decreasing experience points and restarting from a return point, but actual death after all.

Even without listening to Sheras request, even Diablo didnt want to kill.

If it were to save someone that he knew, even abandoning some stranger is something that he would do.

At the very least, I want to put effort into going easy on people.

For Diablo, most of the distraction had no effect, and Sylvie also had a calm looking face.

So they escapedIm sorry, I only got in the way, didnt I.

Although she was sorry for the trouble, Rem nodded.

I am grateful that you helped us.

Shera also raised her voice.

Sylvie puffed up her breastless chest with pride.

I see, so she reached herself to bad status magic.

In regards to the MMORPG Cross Reverie, although its useful in a Party Play, since theyd be hopeless in Solo play, it was fairly rare.

When seeing a strong opponent, Diablo would unconsciously think if it were him, how would he fight against them within his head.

For Warrior-types, it was Bind, but for Magicians like Diablo, would their magic be sealed with Silent?

Support-type magic made the users Player Skills come out in plain sight.

Rather than being Party Play Oriented, Support Magicians were more like Party Play Exclusive.

He couldnt help but let his awareness that they were hard to deal with take precedence.

There wouldnt be a problem if it were one-on-one, but if they were to fight someday, Sylvie would need special attention. He decided to be careful so that such a situation wouldnt happen.

What is it?

No! A Demon King wouldnt get embarrassed from just looking at something like a little girls (thats what she looks like, but shes probably an adult) cute behavior and turn his eyes away!

If you hadnt extended your hand, they would have probably been annihilated from this world by my magic.

I didnt do something like control myself. Since it looked like you were going to do something, I just watched.

He had lost sight of Sylvies appearance.

In addition, having allies was something that he just couldnt get accustomed to.

Although it would have ended as legitimate self-defense even if you were to kill themIf you kill someone of the Races within the town using magic, I think that you would still receive an investigation. And during that time, you wouldnt be able to protect Shera-chan. There wouldnt be any meaning after that even if you were acquitted, right?

Un, but the opponent would either be the local knights under the feudal lords direct control or the country knights under the kings direct control. If you oppose them, youd be a wanted man, you know? Let alone Faltra City, youd lose your place in the whole Lifelia Kingdom. Leading a vagabond life where you cant use Inns or stores, that might be fine for you, Diablo-san, but Im sure it would be harsh from Rem-san and Shera-chan.

I see. Even though it was like that, if I killed them, it would have been treated as a PK (Player Kill).

Whether it be in the field or in town, if one were to kill another Player (even if it were an operating miss), within the game, they would be pursued as a criminal.

It seemed that even in this world, they would be treated similarly.

In Cross Reverie, a competition system called PvPPlayer versus Player had been implemented.

It would normally be one versus one, but if approval is given, there could also be situations where it was one versus six.

If one won, the result would spread and their experience points would drastically increase.

Not using attack magic on the attackers might have actually been an amazingly fine play?

However, since a Demon King wouldnt let his heart race, he continued his attitude as if it didnt matter.

Probably. Thats why I proposed the idea of preparing a room for you at the Adventurers Guild butCome to think of it, Diablo-san, werent you about to say something a while ago?

Because of the attackers, his thoughts about that had completely stopped.

And then, speaking of the one that was the one most likely to have information, and possible to have a conversation with, it was

Unare you really?

If it were someone that had gotten a bit familiar with quests, it was probably a natural thought.

HaaDiablo-san, I was thinking that your wish was only naturalBut there is something that bothers me a littleYou, how should I put this, you dont use things like words of respect, do you?

Theres no way a Demon King could say something like that.

There was probably no way he could politely talk with words of respect.

It couldnt be helped.

Waaa, hold it, hold it! I didnt say that I refused, you know!? Ah~, jeez, even I dont do very well with the feudal lordIll lead you there. Its because I do think that hell meet with you.

At any rate, if he can meet with him, he should be able to get some information. After all, for a feudal lord, war is something he wouldnt wish for.

I shall allow it, you shall guide me there.

This should be obvious but I am going as well.

When Shera threw away the blanket, she openly had a figure that was naked for the most part.

Go change your clothes, stupid Shera.

Let alone the estate, youd be struck out if you went outside.