“Whether it’s strengthening the barrier or training the Dragonfang Soldiers, I’ll assist if there’s something I can do. Let’s work together to find the path to peace.”
“Joining forces with the Hero and the Demon Lord… how intriguing.”
Vila smiled.
“Am I still a hero…? I’ve been staying in the Demon Lord’s realm for so long, I might be seen as a traitor there. Or perhaps they think I’m dead.”
I chuckled wryly.
“Regardless of how people perceive me, my desire for peace remains unchanged.”
“I share that sentiment too.”
Vila extended her hand.
I firmly grasped it.
And then, it happened.
“S-Sorry, it’s urgent! The Kingdom’s army is attacking!”
A female demon burst into the room.
She had silver hair tied in a ponytail, bronze skin, and was adorned in silver armor—a beautiful woman.
She looked familiar.
It was ‘Anya of the Frost Sword,’ a female knight who served as a close aide to the Demon Lord. She was a formidable opponent with incredible sword skills.
However, she was…
“Oh no… this is bad, so bad, so bad! What should we do, Demon Lord, I mean, Vila, this is really bad, Vila, I’m scared…”
“Calm down. And refer to me as the Demon Lord.”
Vila switched back to her Demon Lord tone and coldly stated.
While her delicate demeanor as a maiden in front of me was charming, her dignified and imposing attitude as a king was also alluring…
I couldn’t help but think that.
…Somehow, my perception of Vila has completely shifted to seeing her as just a ‘woman.’
“S-Sorry, Vila…”
“Demon Lord.”
“Oh, right, not Demon Lord-chan, but Lady Vila.”
“No, the other way around.”
“S-Sorry, Vila-chan…”
“You’re not correcting it…”
Vila gave her a stern look.
“She’s really flustered…”
Was this girl always like this?
While she was truly terrifying as an enemy…
“Hehe, when I get into battle, my personality changes. I have a reputation among allies for being ‘scary when angry’…”
Anya said shyly.
“…And you, Hero! Why are you with the Demon Lord!”
She suddenly glared at me.
“Well, took you long enough to notice!?”
“You, how dare you intrude into this place… I won’t let you lay a hand on the Demon Lord!”
“Wait, Anya.”
“I will protect the Demon Lord!”
“I said wait—“
“Prepare yourself!”
Anya lunged at me.
I instinctively braced myself and cast,
“[Demon Lord’s Thunderbolt]”
“Gyaaaaaahhhh!?”
Even a high-ranking demon like Anya seemed overwhelmed by the Demon Lord-class lightning strike.
Oh, she’s a little singed.
“Vila, you’re quite merciless…”
Well, she is the Demon Lord after all.
