I’m the Demon King, but There Are Too Many Heroes

048. Nice to come.

『… The bravery has been delayed. But it doesn’t last very long.”

“That is enough.”

Drakson sighed in relief. Once an hour has passed

“I don’t like the behavior of you guys lately. Again, not twice.”

“So I would have made it clear that it wasn’t something I did. Even Berge is a complete idiot.”

『The prince was killed by the demons in your realm, isn’t it your fault? I’m excited.”

“If my opponent wasn’t Ormus, I wouldn’t have been able to do it this way.”

Draxson grinded his teeth. There was a gap that could never be narrowed between the opponent beyond the crystal orb.

‘If I get caught, I’ll tear off my limbs.’

That demon, and the demon king who instigated the demon.

“I will release all the princes and princesses who are being held captive, as well as all the prisoners of the bravery,”

“You know that.”

Suddenly, the contact was cut off.

Drakson nervously ate the meat on one side of the table.

“If we waste time like this, find the culprit, and restore the tower with your support…”

There will be some bleeding, but you can survive.

“Not a little. Is it a lot of bleeding?”

He knew that if he received demons and demons with the help of Archduke Alkyin, he would have to pay more than that.

But there was nothing more important than life, so I couldn’t help it…

“It’s a big deal!”

Casey opened the door and rushed in.

“What’s going on?”

“Chi, it’s an intruder! About 500 or so humans entered the realm. Judging from the fact that there are a lot of heroes…”

Aww–!

The table was broken without a trace.

Casey took a breath in the suffocating suffocation of Magi.

“These bastards…!”

* * *

In the Heroes’ Guild, there are those who brighten the guild externally.

The ten greatest warriors.

People called them the ten surnames (星), the star of hope, but the warriors who were called that somewhat unfamiliar word didn’t like them very much.

Anyway, Roselle Chartres was a ten-star.

Balaf Dislord, who refused to be brave.

Hillen Cargill, who was recognized for defeating the demon king of lust, was also a ten star, not only because of his force, but also because of his honor and achievements.

And the man in front of you.

Ralph Schmidt was also a teenager.

The Ralph Schmitz that Berge remembers was a pesky piece of scrap metal.

A wall that used a shield larger than its own body to block any and all attacks.

“Are you okay?”

Hillen, who felt the strangeness of Berge, called quietly.

“···Okay.”

Berger barely breathed.

It was different to meet a hero who had only heard of his name and a hero who was involved in killing him.

Yet he persevered. He barely suppressed the boiling flesh and the desire to run wild.

‘Be patient. If you don’t put up with it, you will die.’

Like Roselle Charter, he was also strong, so the current Berge could not be defeated.

It wasn’t just Ralph Schmidt’s problem. Because this place was in the middle of the warriors and there were few enemies.

‘then···.’

When the battle with Draxon is imminent, what strikes back?

At least I couldn’t say for sure right now. Nothing was more important now than killing Draxon. You cannot gamble.

“Long time no see.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t forget your promise.”

Ralph Schmidt said a brief goodbye to Roselle and cut off everyone’s attention.

“Notorious for being reticent.”

It’s not that he’s reticent, it’s that he doesn’t seem to be arrogant.

The brave squad, joined by the last party, quickly advanced to the Tower of the Beast. Perhaps because the first troop had already swept through it, the monsters that attacked were extremely rare.

So I got to the top. A huge 11-story tower.

‘I didn’t know that I would come here as a member of the troop.’

It’s even more likely that he’ll try to kill Draxon himself.

“Go in. Everyone, don’t be vigilant.”

At Roselle’s signal, the Knights took the lead. Wizards are fully prepared so that they can manifest their magic at any time.

quiver-

The tower began to welcome guests.

First floor. Dire Wolf.

Without needing to go out, the knights slashed several times and they all became corpses.

“The level has gone down drastically. Don’t you think you’ve run out of time?”

Roselle and Akan’s elite cheered.

So the 2nd and 3rd floors. Climbed the tower quickly.

‘As standard.’

As the stairs went up, the level of the demons that appeared gradually increased. However, the level was too low to be considered as the demons living in the Demon King’s Tower.

maybe.

“I think we will use the same strategy again this time.”

Hillen Cargill whispered. It was as he said. Drakson was going to gather all his strength up and fight it out.

But Berge was negative.

Roselle Chartres and the warriors have no choice but to guess that fact.

‘There’s no way Drakson didn’t think of that part.’

After graduating from the Demon King Military Academy and taking the position of the Demon King, Draxson was not an idiot. However, like other demons, they just cannot give up the standard.

A standard that has become a religion beyond a simple custom.

The moment I set foot on the 5th floor with that thought in mind.

“Aww!”

“It’s poison!”

A scream was heard.

The armor of some of the leading knights was corroded. A thick smoke stung his nostrils.

Among the heroes, those capable of healing magic rushed out. The knights formed a square, and some wizards performed scan magic.

Between them, demons protruded.

“Enemy!”

“Stop it! Save your allies!”

“There are traces of magic all over the place. This···.”

“It means you have a lot of traps laid out.”

‘You did a trick.’

The Demon Lords of Arain seek ways to survive in a line that does not violate the standard.

This time it was no different.

‘The fifth standard of the Demon King.’

[The lower level of the tower places low level monsters and monsters, and increases the level as you go to the upper level. The Demon King must always wait for the hero at the top.]

Nowhere is there a warning not to place traps. It didn’t matter if the trap was weak or terrible.

But I didn’t know that Draxson would sell the trap. Among the demons, the Beasts were brave and, at worst, ignorant.

Before the return, Drakson was not a trap, but a person who admired face-to-face confrontation.

‘The fact that he has laid a trap means that he will win at any cost.’

That Draxon gave up what he had insisted on until he gave up his pride. That means it’s stuck in a corner.

‘I didn’t think it would be easy in the first place.’

The decades that Draxon spent in Araine would not be so light.

But I was curious.

‘What kind of expression are you making now…’

Berger smiled faintly.

* * *

“You dare slap me in the back!”

Drakson couldn’t stand it and smashed the communication channel.

I’ve been in touch more than a dozen times. However, the contact was cut off unilaterally, saying that there was no way or that he wanted to find out, and there was no further answer.

In the end, I had to be sure. That they were dancing like assholes on a board they had made.

“I will definitely make you regret today!”

Drakson roared. After pouring out all his anger, he struggled to regain his composure.

First of all, those garbage-like things came first.

“Did you catch the intruders?”

“Yes. The total number of knights, wizards, and warriors is 526. Knights and wizards do not have any emblems to indicate their affiliation, so it is difficult to identify them, but they are the most elite level of the kingdom.”

“What do you think?”

“This is Akan. Only Akan can send such an elite in such a short time. It is very likely that Roselle Chartres led the troop.”

“It seems that magic-mad bastards crave my skins and bones. Who are the ones to watch out for?”

“Roselle Chartres, Hillen Cargill, and . . .”

I expected it there. It’s not uncommon for those who fail to grind their teeth and climb again.

“This is Ralph Schmidt.”

“…that annoying bastard?”

Like all heroes, Ralph Schmidt was quite famous among the Demon Lords.

The strongest iron wall among the warriors. It is said that he blocked the basilisk’s breath from the front and moved forward and plucked out his tongue.

You can’t compare the Basilisk and the Demon King.

However, it was undeniable that a very annoying guy joined in.

‘Ralph Schmidt and Healan Cargill will try to catch me. And Roselle Chartres will prepare a room for you.’

If so, you should ignore him and finish off with Roselle Charter.

I drew a picture in my head and looked inside the tower. At that moment, a relatively familiar face caught his gaze.

“…Berze Deias?”

No, that wasn’t Berge Deias.

At first glance, it was easy to be mistaken, but the hair and eyes were different. More than anything.

“Can you feel the magic in the troop?”

“There is no magi.”

If it was Berge Deias, there was no way that Draxon could not have known the moment he stepped into the tower.

‘How can you still be like that…?’

After a moment of doubt, they became closer and closer. The traps they had installed in case they didn’t know were steadily delaying their steps.

Should I say I’m glad that it’s not meaningless? Or should I call it bad luck?

“The demons?”

“Everyone is waiting at the top.”

“A monster?”

“A total of 1321 animals.”

Except for the weak monsters placed with the trap to protect the standard, that was enough.

Originally, it was more than three times as much, but the damage from the first heroic act was quite large. At that time, only the gathered warriors were close to 300.

“How do the royal families in the basement…”

“It’s too late to follow the standard.”

In the original case, it is standard to greet the warriors at the top with the princess.

I missed the timing in a sudden situation.

“Just leave it alone.”

Drakson opened the door and went out. 11th floor. His family members were seen filling the throne around him.

“They are coming! Don’t show mercy to scumbags who make fun of demons. Don’t let anyone live.”

That was enough. A thick atmosphere enveloped the entire 11th floor.

Drakson stepped on the carpet under the throne of the demons. I climbed the stairs and sat on the golden throne.

and.

The door opened.

* * *

My first impression was the perfume.

The Demon King who sits dignifiedly. The demons who support him and the thousands of demonic families.

Berges in the past were like that too. No, I added. With more demons and more demons, he asserted his authority as a demon king.

But I didn’t miss that time. It was nothing more than a pavilion of thought that was erased on the sand without knowing anything.

All the demons and demons were cut out, and in the end, Berger also lost his life.

I didn’t want to repeat that insult and frustration.

It was regrettable that the relationship with the demons who sacrificed their lives for him at the time was broken, but it is better now.

“·················ogue.”

“·················ogue.”

A strong gaze was felt. Drakson Doldorf. The owner of the tower was watching him.

Berger also faced each other without losing. It was Draxson who turned his attention first.

“See you soon. Is it out of balance and you want the other eyes to pop?”

He growled towards Roselle Chartres, who was the leader of the Brave Squad.

And without any signal, the demons roared. The demons grabbed their weapons and ran.

‘I didn’t notice.’

Berge was convinced of that thought and looked around the battlefield.

‘Four advanced demons. Eleven intermediate demons. Fifty two lesser demons.’

And the monster is roughly a thousand.

It wasn’t enough power. But it was the same here.

Ralph Schmidt was the first to charge towards the Demon King. The demons blocked the way ahead, but the knights following him distracted them.

Wizards’ support began.

bang bang!

Brilliant flashes of light were scattered.

The demons screamed.

The demons tore the shield wall of the knights that had been firmly erected.

The monster standing in the way fell by Ralph’s sword.

And the Demon King lifted his heavy hips from the throne.

Everything happened in an instant.

Mana and Magi that came together collided violently. The smell of the blood of the mixed races pierced his nostrils.

Berge watched it silently. Hillen stood by his side.

“It was good to follow. If I hadn’t come in person, I would have hit the ground and regretted it.”

“What does that mean…”

Before Hillen’s words were even finished.

Qaang–!

A roar was heard. A lump brushed right next to it.

“What the hell…!”

Roselle Chartres rose from the half-dug pit, vomiting blood.

“It’s a shame.”

Drakson licked his nails.

“I wish it was a little higher.”

Roselle Chartres’s face was engraved with a long, ripping cheek.