Volume 2, Chapter 19
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Translator: Manga0205
「Fuu……Nn, is this……a pretty good sword?」
「Yes, within this price range, I believe it is something good. I am sure it is the result of omitting as many decorations as possible.」
Vermudol, Ichika, and Nino, the three of them were evaluating swords in a Zadark Kingdom Weapon Shop.
The sword currently at hand was considerably plain, but after drawing it, the brilliance of the sword blade was beautiful, and even Vermudol who was an amateur with swords reflexively leaked out a voice of admiration.
Seeing their looks, the Norm shopkeeper approached them with a delighted face and talked to Ichika.
「Ohh, so you really get it, don’t you. That is something quite excellent even among Magic Swords.」
「Yes, however, at this price, wouldn’t it practically end at covering the cost of the materials?」
「No, it’s fine. It’s pretty much something like a service good after all.」
「Fumu. That stance on the matter is a point that should be evaluated.」
While wryly smiling at the shopkeeper and Ichika who were having a friendly conversation, Vermudol returned the sword to the shelf.
After casually searching for Nino, she had taken a curved sword off of the wall and was turning it around as she scrutinizingly viewed it.
Not being a swordsman, Vermudol was unable to understand it at all, but for those who handle weapons, the place called a Weapon Shop might be able to touch on various heartstrings.
Thinking “at any rate”, Vermudol had a thought.
They had yet to go around all of the castle town, but the places that they had gone to today were all filled with liveliness.
The place had a liveliness and development to the point that how the place was immediately after Vermudol had been born as the Demon King couldn’t even compare to it now.
The people were filled with smiles, and overflowing with hope.
If, and this is just an if.
If they were to stay like this and forget about the mankind territory, wouldn’t everything end in peace?
No──
Vermudol shook his head sideways.
Someday, somewhere, a time that had to do with mankind would definitely come.
That was within Vermudol as a definite premonition, and that was why he had expressly gone to mankind’s territory, studied the matter concerning mankind, and tried to crush as many problems as possible.
But, far from those efforts bearing fruit, they were indefinitely painted over by an even bigger problem that was created between the nations of mankind.
That being said, that was already something that couldn’t be helped.
However, he was unable to understand the thing known as mankind from the start.
Why was mankind divided up into multiple nations?
Why would being of a different race be a cause for strife?
Why were they unable to gather together as a single group even though there was a king?
Vermudol pondered.
Why was something that the Mazoku could do something that mankind couldn’t do?
To build stable national policies and build good quality interactions between races, differences in magical power and physical ability didn’t matter.
In other words, mankind should be able to construct a system similar to what the Mazoku have.
And yet, why──
The answer, couldn’t come to him.
No, Vermudol feared it coming to him.
To acknowledge that answer meant a single decision for Vermudol.
That would turn into him parting with all of the feelings and ways of thinking from when he was once Human.
It wasn’t that he found that to be regrettable, but if he were to let go of it, then most likely……it would turn into him going down a path that he could no longer return from.
「……Nn?」
*Kui kui*
His sleeve being tugged, Vermudol was awakened from his sea of thoughts.
What was there was the figures of Nino tugging at his sleeve and Ichika peering at his face.
「……Are you alright?」
Hearing the words of a worried-sounding Nino, Vermudol was brought back from his thoughts that were going down a negative direction.
「Yeah, I’m fine……I was just, thinking about a couple of things.」
「There is nothing to worry about.」
「Nn?」
Hearing Ichika’s words, Vermudol involuntarily asked for an explanation.
「That anguish becomes your power.」
Before Vermudol’s eyes, there was the reality that members of mankind were fighting against each other, and the reality that the Mazoku were celebrating peace.
On the opposite direction of the expectations and disappointments towards mankind that were born, he also needed to carry out his duties as the King of Mazoku.
Vermudol was searching for the form of peace that he himself desired from now on, and would surely continue searching for a method to maintain it for eternity.
Someday, when the fruit known as anguish surpasses the limit and falls to the ground and bursts open──That is when Vermudol will become a true Demon King.
Ichika imagined when that day would come, and expressed a gentle smile.
「I am at your side.」
「Mu, that is my duty.」
Seeming to not have understood the meaning of those words, Nino clung onto Vermudol’s words and asserted that.
「……I see. That’s, true.」
Also not being able to understand the true meaning of Ichika’s words, Vermudol expressed a small smile and nodded.
However, Ichika thought that that was fine.
「Yes, of course that’s true.」
「I don’t really get it but Nii-chan, if your group is just going to flirt, could you do it outside?」
Hearing the Weapon Shop shopkeeper who said that with a face that said that they couldn’t take it anymore, Vermudol noticed and laugh.
「Ah, right. Sorry, sorry. There have been many things distressing me lately, see.」
「That so. Must be hard on you.」
Making a light salutation to the shopkeeper who seemed to think that he didn’t have it hard at all, Vermudol’s group went outside the shop.
The sky was dark and overcast as usual, however, Light Magic was illuminating the town here and there while it floated about.
「Oh, I’ve been lookin’ for ya!」
What could be heard from far away was Orel’s voice.
He was probably searching while jumping around on top of buildings. Orel jumped down from the roof of the store next door, and landed right in front of Vermudol.
「……Orel? What’s wrong?」
When compared to the Four Cardinal Generals, Orel was remarkably falling behind them, but he was furnished with the special skill of being able to discern people based on their individual magical power. Therefore, in cases where a person needed to be searched for, there weren’t many people in the Dark Continent that surpassed Orel.
「It isn’t just wrong. Somethin’ troublesome has happened. I’m sorry ta do this in the middle of your date, but could ya please return?」
In response to Orel who said that with a frivolous tone while shrugging his shoulders, Vermudol nodded.
「……Something troublesome, huh.」
「Yes, honestly, it’s somethin’ that Rokuna and I can’t manage.」
Hearing those words, Vermudol breathed a sigh.
He wanted to go around the town a bit more, but it couldn’t be helped.
Important matters of the Zadark Kingdom needed to be dealt with as being the maximum priority.
「……I’ve got it. I’ll return immediately with Transfer.」
「Oh, that’d be good. I’ll go with ya.」
Nino looked at Orel as he grabbed Vermudol’s hem with displeased eyes.
「──Gate」
Together with vestiges of light, the figures of Vermudol’s group vanished.
Being the Demon King, Vermudol’s transfer spot was the Demon King Castle’s Throne Room.
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