I Misunderstood the Date and Saved the Demon King

25. I don’t know. Now

An unexpected attack on the academy by demons. As a result, a hastily arranged tribal union meeting.

No, I like to say it. It is a meeting place.

I don’t know if the things I’m spitting out of my mouth right now are words or sh*t.

War heroes of the past like Lethe will also be there. Some support the hardliners and some support the moderates, so each faction will want to gain strength for their opinions through them.

But Lethe didn’t receive any invitation. There was not even a request to attend.

‘I guessed roughly.’

Tsk, Lethe clicked her tongue and lightly loosened his shoulder once. Then, he drew out the sword he had roughly planted in the ground and took a deep breath. Breathing, gaze. Breathe again, and move.

‘First of all, the hardliners must be hesitant because of the fact that I have a good relationship with them. Few people really think I tried to betray them. I just want to keep the crown princess in check.’

No matter how crazy hardliners are in power, they are not idiots who cross the line they shouldn’t cross.

To stigmatize the Empire’s greatest war hero as a traitor? It’s like cutting your own throat. It’s obvious that the survivors of the war are rising right now, but what?

‘On the contrary, because of that, some hardliners will somehow try to bring me into their power. In any case, if only I could persuade them, there are many people who would come over on their own.’

Anyway, before, during, and after the war. The gnome’s power, power, power.

He let out a sigh and swung his sword. Gently, top to bottom. Top to bottom again. Next, draw a diagonal line and do it once. Once again small.

At first glance, it may look like a simple cut, but there is not even the slightest flaw in its movement. Even the slightest vibration is unacceptable. It is a sword made of thousands and tens of thousands of experiences and training.

With this sword, countless demons lost their lives during the war. Even the Demon Kings collapsed, vomiting blood. The beginning of the title of war hero started from the tip of this simple sword.

‘For the moderates… If you draw me in too much, you will be hesitant because you can create an atmosphere that you are too kind to the demon lords. Many of the people around me already have a track record of betrayal in the past, so if I do something wrong, I could lose even the public sentiment of the empire and give the initiative to hardliners.’

Lethe herself is closer to the Crown Princess than to her 1st and 2nd princes. She is of course the same line as the moderates.

Nevertheless, the weaknesses of the moderates are so great that it is very burdensome to use them properly.

Right now, hardliners won’t believe it, just taking advantage of the opinion that Lethe really tried to betray them.

But some of the Empire’s citizens who heard that might really think so. In the midst of the war, so many traitors popped out, so there was nothing we could do about it.

… No, no. It wasn’t just embarrassing. The truth is it’s scary. Will they completely hand over the initiative to Lethe and become their sidekicks?

When a new emperor comes in, they are checking whether Lethe, not themselves, will be appointed as the number one contributor.

‘I can’t just throw it away though. It’s a situation where I’m the point of contact with the Demon Lords in the first place.’

Now it feels like the time has come to break the silence.

I withdrew from the frontlines for the sake of the warriors, citing injuries. In order not to disturb this peaceful academy life, and to avoid being unnecessarily checked, rumors that the injury was quite serious were inflated. The situation was strangely twisted.

Yes, that bastard’s damned date misunderstanding snowball finally rolled all the way here.

What the Crown Princess and the moderates need right now is a way to weaken the arguments of the hardliners. It is none other than whether they can really control the four demon lords.

In a situation where you don’t know whether you are an obvious ally or not, the only way to be relieved is the power gap.

If you see their superiority with your own two eyes, anyone in the world can sleep with their legs stretched out in peace. The Empire people, the Elves, and the Dwarves want just that.

Of course, I don’t mean to end it with a children’s play or a play from start to finish.

I have to show them what I’m going to do. How old are our kids how powerful the devil is

Whoop-

Lethe takes a long breath as he finishes the short meal. Then, a woman with dark blue hair, who had been waiting quietly in the distance, runs straight to his side.

“Master.”

The blue demon king, Sitri, brought a clean towel and a cup of cold water.

Even though I said I don’t sweat or feel thirsty like I used to. Even if she didn’t have to do this, she was immovable. Rather, she said that if she didn’t do this, she would be insecure.

In the end, Sitri’s expression brightened after she wiped her fine face with a towel and emptied her glass of water. If you need anything more, ask him to tell you quickly and politely put your hands together.

Looking at her like that, no one would imagine that her tinnitus would be ‘White Death’.

“….”

“Master? Do you have anything to say?”

“City Tree.”

“Yes, Master!”

“Let’s do one favor.”

Then Sitri asked for a favor! He exclaimed urgently, then knelt down on her knees.

“You can order it. Master. Then I, Ashudo, Mardo, and Eldo. Everyone will follow.”

“Don’t do that. Because I have no intention of interfering with you guys. I have no intention of dominating or ruling over it. We just need to stay together.”

“… I am grateful that you think so.”

Lete waved her hand, saying that she would stop talking embarrassingly. Then, whether it was a request or an order, he began to tell Sitri what was going to be something.

“… Yes?”

But Sitri’s reaction is unusual?

“Boo, it is impossible! Master! That is absolutely impossible!”

“Why? You guys were good at fighting back in the past.”

“That’s it! That!! It was because I was immature when I was young! But not now!”

“It’s because I need you now. The situation is completely different.”

“But… still… this is kinda….”

I expected this kind of reaction from long ago. I was convinced that it would be even worse if it was Sitri, who had a stronger heart of loyalty than other demon lords.

If Lethe pretended to be dead, she would do it without a second’s thought. It was natural for her to say that she couldn’t do it, freaking out because she was asking her that favor of hers.

But, that’s why I’m talking about it to the blue demon king. If only she could convince Citri, so through her, her other three demon lords would nod their heads in no time.

“… Master. If it’s not rude, I’d like to know why you’re saying that.”

“There is nothing difficult.”

Lethe shrugged her shoulders once and explained why she was asking such a favor.

“Because I am tired, I want to leave it to my juniors, and life at the academy is more fun than I thought. So I bought some, but it was too long. Now, little by little, it seems that I have the courage to poke the guy named me.”

“Ah….”

“Not one of the bastards I’m determined to crush the head of is still alive.”

Lethe laughed. To this extent, at least as a ‘possessed person’, she really endured a lot.

From then on, I literally had a mindset of ‘do whatever you want to do. It is entirely their responsibility.

“….”

Sitri silently looked at Lethe like that.

‘As expected, Master. Nice… !’

I really like that word about breaking the head. Could that be why Astaroth hangs himself so much in the head harvest? Should he switch to slicing his head instead of draining his own blood?

*

“You said you were here?”

“Yes, warrior chief.”

Lydike nodded her head and took her step forward. Lightly, very quietly. Carefully, lest she be a hindrance to him.

“I need to get over this and roll around.”

While mechanically breaking the heads of demons as if at work, Lethe muttered that.

In the early days of the war, he obviously showed enthusiasm, but at some point his grumbling became frequent. Ridice attributed Lethe’s change to mental fatigue from the long war.

Those who have fallen on the battlefield for a long time have many wounds in their hearts, even if their bodies are fine. Everyone is like that. From an ordinary soldier to himself called a war hero, and Lette too.

As much as he had a pleasant personality, he probably didn’t want to face such a terrible war. He must have been exhausted after a long, long fight there.

So, when Lethe said he was going to become an instructor at a place called the academy, some questioned why he hadn’t become a key leadership force in the empire, but Ly Dike nodded his head.

Perhaps he felt burdened, he held back even if he wanted to meet him from time to time, and he didn’t even go near the academy. If he said that war heroes would meet, wouldn’t he be calling him back to the front line?

‘But… Will that man understand this time as well?’

The situation is strange. Demon tribes attack the academy, and demon kings protect the academy again.

It is not difficult to know how to accept this. Moderates are generally right, but that is not the case with hardliners. Shouldn’t we see that it’s public sentiment?

That’s why you need Lethe. He wants you to meet up with him and talk a bit. Also, I want to see some demon kings called the Four Heavenly Kings.

“The Academy.”

“They say it’s such a great place in the Empire, but it’s definitely grand. Of course, it may not be like that on the outside, but….”

“It must be a nice place. Otherwise, there is no way the man would have hoped to be in a place like this.”

With a smile on her lips, Lidike goes inside more and more. But it wasn’t long before that smile disappeared in an instant.

And there was only cold hostility left in that place.

“… Rodica.”

“Yes, Captain.”

“Go, bring me my bow.”

I can feel this energy right in front of me. What I felt really tired of during the war. It was magi