I Misunderstood the Date and Saved the Demon King

42. Old comrades

The war against the demons naturally resulted in numerous casualties. Humans, elves, and dwarves.

The dead are again divided into two categories. Still, the corpses remained and those who were able to return to their hometowns. And those who can’t even leave a proper corpse, and even their souls wander the battlefield.

How sad it is to not be able to return to your hometown even after you die. How miserable it is to not be able to sleep between loved ones and those who remembered you.

For this reason, Lete did not show a gloomy appearance even though she came to see them. At least, compared to other comrades-in-arms, weren’t they very lucky?

“I am here. These children How have you been?”

Uncork the wine and slowly scatter what’s inside over their graves.

I remember drinking it a while ago and it tasted pretty good. They said they liked everything they ate, so they probably liked this drink too, Lethe thought.

“Today is a bit late. Still, I came to see the guys I saw less than you because I was alive.”

Even when I stepped away from the front line. Even when I entered the academy. I used to visit a few times secretly from others. Because even seeing them, the words didn’t come out.

If even he looked suspicious, he might have stood up and said he would do whatever he wanted.

One bottle is already over. Lethe took the next bottle without hesitation and unplugged her. She and she moved her steps slowly, she handed them a glass each.

Clearly—

Pour it sparingly. Even though everyone who sleeps here is not drunk enough, but still, I can taste the taste of alcohol.

For such a long time, until the moment she shakes off all the dozens of bottles she brought with her. Lethe, who did not stop turning her glass, took the last bottle and sat down.

“Now, for now. Congratulations on the official end of the war, cheers.”

Drinking alcohol. I’m sure it’s the same as the one I drank earlier, but I don’t know why my insides are burning so hot. Oh, maybe it’s because you don’t drink from a glass, but blow out a bottle?

Lethe smiled and continued as if she were sitting in front of someone.

“Don’t you guys know that? The demon lords I saved in the past are back. These guys, the ones we tried to kill so much, they killed all of them with their own hands.”

“Did you know it would be like this? I hope it can’t be I couldn’t imagine. If that was the purpose, I would have rolled them more harshly. Would you have treated me as gently as possible, worrying that I might be crooked?”

“Thanks to that, I never suffered like this. I’m fine physically, but I’m struggling mentally. They’re absolutely not bad guys, but they’re demons, right? A little something to think about with us. No, it’s a bit different. I was worried that if I didn’t like it, I’d slit my neck or have my heart pulled out.”

Continuing the conversation naturally, Lethe, who had been giggling, looked up at the sky and spoke again.

“How did you get here now? Well, one is because I believe in them… The other one… Okay. To be honest, I think I can do some work now.”

Honestly, I’ve seen a lot of this. In the meantime, I have been silent because I received a lot from the empire, her crown princess, and her followers, but it seems that I have almost paid it off now.

After only the crown princess ascends to the throne, I plan to live without paying attention anymore. What is the reason to see I’ve paid off almost all of my debts to them.

Academy life is fun. Like it. Unlike the serpent-like aristocrats, it is even better because they have the taste of seeing green sprouts. So I try to blend in with people.

But that’s only possible when you’re treated as a person. It’s not going to happen, but really, if you cross the line, you don’t even know yourself anymore.

“I will take care of myself. If there is an accident, I and those guys will take care of it, but the Empire has to deal with it now. If you want to live hugging the Demon Lord, isn’t that a matter of course?”

“Then why do you keep worrying? Of course. Still, they’re the ones I saved and raised, so of course I should be anxious if they get into an accident. In any case, I am part of the cause.”

Took―

I set the empty bottle down on the floor and look at the tombstones in front of me.

Someone’s father, someone’s husband, and someone’s son. A warm neighbor, a playful friend, and a brave man who never gave up on his comrades. All kinds of words are written in front of it.

“I have to go soon. At this rate, I think my kids will know I’m gone and are looking for it. Compared to other demons, he is an angel, but he is forced to do something stupid because he is a demon.”

I pick up all the bottles of alcohol in the bags I brought with me. Someone has been forgotten, and someone greets those who will still remember.

I will come back later. You won’t forget It was an honor to be together, and this place where those who fought together and were reliable fell asleep, was a place I always wanted to come to when the time came.

*

“… Are you gone?”

“Yes. I think you are gone.”

Sitri, who cut off the connection with the Familiar, answered Marmar’s question.

A moment shortly after arriving at the sea. All the demon lords noticed that Lethe had disappeared. I wanted to grab hold of him right away and ask him where he was going, but why, isn’t there such a thing as that atmosphere?

With the feeling that nothing would be good if I acted like that here.

So, instead, Sitri, who has a familiarity with familiars, put her specialty on Lethe’s side.

Very secretly and carefully so as not to be discovered. It was only controlling one familiar, and Lethe didn’t even seem to notice that she had thought that far.

In this way, Lethe’s steps were observed through Sitri’s familiar. At first, he met those who fought alongside him. I wondered what would happen if there was a woman in between, but luckily it didn’t.

As I sat and watched him drink, Sitri smirked, saying, “I want to see you!”

But after a while, when Lette, who had a drink, entered the graveyard of the dead.

“….”

Sitrido watched the scene as his familiar. The other three demon lords who shared the contents. Everyone fell silent, unable to say anything.

From their point of view, Lethe seemed to have almost forgotten the past of war. Even if he remembered it, he didn’t seem to be very heartbroken or chewing on it.

I didn’t mind bringing up the story at the time, and even the person himself didn’t have much hesitation in talking about the Great War.

But, I think that was an illusion. After all, he seems to have something that he couldn’t help but keep. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be possible to make such a bitter expression?

“Then, all over there are people who fought alongside you.”

“I guess so. Seeing my brother open the bottle nonstop… It looks like a lot.”

“I heard the other day that there are people who don’t even have graves because they couldn’t even find their bodies.”

“… Sad.”

Who they were, how they fought, how they died. The demon kings were not very interested. But that’s exactly what they fought with Lethe. If it were those who helped him with all their might, the story would be different.

To the demons, he was an enemy who killed his own people, but at least not to them. In the eyes of the demon lords, those sleeping there were Lethe’s comrades, so they were also important to them.

*

Evening time when the sun goes down. The man who had offered Lethe a drink during the day was on his way to the graveyard.

I go and see it sometimes, but not often. After all, even for him, that moment was a nightmare that he desperately wanted to forget, and that sometimes appeared in his dreams and made him wake up in a cold sweat.

Nevertheless, the reason I came today was because Lete had been there. It was like that in order to meet the surviving comrades and to briefly show their faces to the former comrades.

And some survivors, including him, were also accompanying him with bottles of alcohol.

“… Wait, over there?”

The man walking ahead points to a place. Four women were walking there, and looking in the direction, they seemed to have come out of the graveyard they were going to.

“What is it? Are they family?”

“These are the first faces you see?”

They headed for the graveyard, thinking at first who they were, then maybe they were acquaintances. However, those who arrived there froze as they saw the flowers placed in front of each grave.

To be more precise, the very small amount left on the flower. But because of the unforgettable trail.

“… Isn’t this the energy of the demons?”

“Anyway. Damn, I guess that’s right.”

Befitting those who survived that terrible battlefield, they were very good at recognizing that energy.

Thanks to this, they realize that the women they encountered earlier are demons. To be precise, I could see that they were the four demon kings who had come to the south.

I never thought that those demon lords, those called demons, would come to the tombs of those who fought against them. To think that I would leave flowers in front of him as if I were a human.

It was absurd. How absurd would they be if they were sleeping like this too?

“… Hey you guys Perhaps this is the first time.”

They offered drinks to their sleeping comrades, all they could do was laugh.