The Simple Job of Only Perishing to the Hero

Chapter 15

Western General Sancreed.

Fainell looked at the man that was introduced as such.

His height was taller than Vermudol. He had somewhat short golden hair and blue eyes. His well-proportioned body was covered in simple dark blue garments. The armor that he wore on top of that was plain. However, she could tell that an extremely high density of magical power was kneaded into both his clothes and armor. He wasnt carrying a weapon, but his muscles allowed her to guess that he was a swordsman.

He was considerably strong.

That was Fainells impression of Sancreed from what she saw.

Western General Sancreed.

Altejio looked at the man that was introduced as such.

The man called Sancreed was befitting as a swordsman.

He could not find any openings that looked like openings, and he could tell that he had taken a place where he could protect Vermudol.

Despite that, he probably had a high level as a magician as well.

In that case, his combat style is most likely that of a Magic Swordsman.

However, Altejio didnt know of a swordsman of this level.

In that case, this is probably a new Majin created by the hands of the Demon King.

That is Altejios impression of Sancreed from what he saw.

Western General Sancreed.

Raktor did not take his eyes off of the man that was introduced as such.

Strong.

He could tell that with just a single glance.

However, that didnt matter a single bit.

Seeing the man called Sancreed, there were two emotions that boiled up within Raktor.

It was fear that shook his soul.

It was joy similar to adoration.

Raktor knew of those emotions.

Raktor recalled those emotions.

Before, there was someone that made Raktor fear them.

There was someone that, no matter how many times they were knocked down, would stand back up and challenge him again and again.

And then, there was someone that broke through everything that Raktor threw out at him from the front.

There was someone that carried hope, and wielded despair.

Raktor, he knew.

He knew of someone that possessed brilliant eyes similar to Sancreeds.

Eyes that contained every feeling, and hid infinite compassion and unbreakable courage within them.

Those eyes, Raktor knew of them.

Those eyes, Raktor could never forget them.

There was no way he could forget the relief and humiliation that he had once ignored.

The Hero

Fainell and Altejio reacted to Raktors mutter.

Raktor rushed out before the twos eyes could grasp him.

He gathered magical power together with his boiling and raging emotions into his still open right hand.

That right hand shined to the point that it was dazzling.

Without even taking a stance, Sancreed calmly stared at Raktor.

Heroooooooo!

He shouted.

He even forgot that Vermudol was right beside Sancreed.

He didnt even notice that Sancreed held Ichika, who was about to rush out, back.

In order to tear Sancreed limb from limb, Raktor swung his hand down

Attack Guard

And was repelled by Sancreeds barrier that unfolded, and stepped a few steps back.

However, Raktor didnt stop with just that.

There was no way he would stop.

The impulse that aroused Raktor made his sense of reason scatter away, and whispered to him to blow away the whole Demon Kings Castle. Raktor was about to abandon his form as a Majin but

Raktor.

He sensed an overwhelming pressure that blew away even that impulse.

No, it wasnt just Raktor.

Everything that existed in the Demon Kings Castle sensed that overpowering pressure.

The place was filled with the will of a ruler which froze up senses, made the atmosphere tremble, and made anything and everything fall prostrate.

Raktor, he saw it.

Vermudols eyes, that shined red.

With just that, Raktor resigned himself to death.

He could tell that everything that composed himself as a Veil Dragon, which purported themselves as being the ones closest to the Demon King, was trying to abandon his existence.

UuOo

Kneeling down behind Raktor, Fainell and Altejio broke out into a cold sweat.

That just now was a brilliance similar to the Magic Eyes of Coercion. However, it wasnt as refined as Gramfias Magic Eyes of Coercion.

If Vermudol were to be a Demon King for even an instant, then he should possess the same Magic Eyes as Gramfia who was also a Demon King.

This meant that Vermudol probably isnt able to use that power completely.

Thinking about it in reverse, there is this much might despite that.

If this is the case. If it is with this Demon King, it would be possible to overthrow the Hero this time.

Thinking about it that far, Altejio raised his head as if it had snapped up.

Demon King-samaWho is that man called Sancreed?

Even if Raktor was a Majin of the belligerent South, it was hard to believe that he was stupid enough to be indiscriminate of the place. Above all, Raktor muttered the word Hero.

NnYeah. I was thinking of introducing him in full detail from here on but, jeezRaktor, I would probably break if you rage about.

S, sorryIll, be careful.

When Raktor, who was staggering to standing up, answered with that, Altejio and Fainell returned to being near him.

You went too far, King. There must have been a much more peaceful method.

Finally, Sancreed opened his mouth.

There wasnt. Raktor is the champion of the Souths great giant monster battle, you know? If things were to continue at that rate, I would have lost my place to sleep from tonight onwards.

Even so. If you only choose the easiest method, there will be no future.

That was a strange spectacle in a certain meaning.

Sancreed, who was being received with an attitude as if he were an equal by Demon King Vermudol, who was behind the overwhelming pressure just now, was crossing over the settled limits undaunted.

When he interrupted that Sancreed seeming like he was annoyed by him, Vermudol once again turned back towards Altejio and the others.

And so. Altejio, could you lend the Reveal Crystal from before to this guy?

Y, yes.

Having given up on talking, Altejio took out the Reveal Crystal, stood up, and handed it over to the approaching Sancreed.

Thank youerm.

I am the Northern General, Altejio.

Is that so. Ill be in your care.

Altejio had his maliciousness taken out by Sancreed who slightly raised the ends of his mouth and smiled.

It was a smile that had no trace of maliciousness, which was unlike that of a Majins smile.

It had been quite a long time since something like that was turned towards him.

So, its fine if I just pray silently to this, right?

When he said that, Sancreed put his consciousness into the Reveal CrystalBefore long, his Status rose to the surface in the crystal.

Name: Sancreed

Race: Majin

Rank: SSS

Occupation: Hero

Equipment: Magic Swordsman Clothes

                     Magic Swordsman Armor

Technical Skill: Heros Power B

                           Demon Gods Divine Protection D

A Majin

A Hero!?

Vermudol expressed a dark smile to the three surprised Four Cardinal Generals.

Thats right. The Mazokus hope turned into a Majin HeroThat is the Western General Sancreed.

That is something that the previous Demon King Gramfia had not come up with.

It was because he was under the impression that the Hero was an existence that was allowed only to Humanity.

However, there was no way for him to come up with this idea.

It was because Vermudol was sent in by the Demon God and was an irregular that somewhat deviated from the rule of this world of Remfilia that he had arrived to this conclusion.

The Majin Hero Sancreed. Carrying a multitude of wishes and opening up the future, the hope of the Mazoku.

The news of the birth of the Hero Sancreed, and then the official arrangement of the Four Cardinal Generals, together with surpriseand great joy, was widely spread throughout the Dark Continent.

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