Chapter 46 – The Most Powerful Demon King in History. Protects his Daughter
Phylfi was a little older than she was when I died.
She was perhaps 12 or 13 years old.
Her once beautiful silver hair was stained with blood.
I stroked Phylfi’s hair gently.
“Phylfi, does anything hurt? Are you in pain?”
“Hmm…… I’m okay.”
Phylfi smiled, but her complexion was very pale.
“I’ll cast a healing spell on you later. For now, just get some sleep.”
“………… But.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Rest easy.”
“Hmm…… Absolutely. Absolutely won’t?”
“Yes. Don’t worry.”
Finally feeling relieved, Phylfi exhaled and fell asleep.
Lumiel, who had been watching me and Phylfi closely, also exhaled in relief.
Perhaps so relieved, Lumiel slumped to the ground on her rear.
“Lumiel, thank you. But for you, it would have been more difficult to save Phylfi.”
“No, I didn’t …… do much.”
“You took a great risk and rushed at the spirit of the Demon God.”
“I don’t understand it myself, but when I was looking at the spirit of the Demon God, something was glowing, and suddenly I knew.”
“You knew?”
“Yes, I could somehow bring that glowing thing down, and I could do something about it.”
I think about it for a moment.
Given that Lumiel is a Hero, it could be assumed that something akin to an oracle had descended from the Holy God.
However, I basically have no faith in the existence of God. Not only the Demon God, but the Holy God as well.
(Although, for once, I should be grateful to the Holy God.)
“Lumiel, thank you again. Your courage saved us.”
“Y, yes! I’m glad to be of help to you, Master!”
Saying this, Lumiel’s cheeks turn bright red.
Just then, Jorm descended from the sky.
Jorm had been flying around putting out the wildfires that had broken out after the battle.
“Your Majesty. How remarkable of you to be able to rescue her!”
“Jorm, you helped me as well. Thank you.”
“Oh no.”
An embarrassed Jorm wags his tail with a whoosh.
Jorm is so huge now that it was enough to cause the wind to blow.
And Jorm sniffs the scent of the sleeping Phylfi and says.
“The spirit of the Demon God. How dreadful.”
“Indeed.”
No matter how much you cut it, it kept on regenerating with its almost inexhaustible magical power.
“If it weren’t for Lumiel, we would still be fighting.”
If that had happened, I don’t know which one of us would have run out of strength first.
Because of Urgan’s plan, I had already consumed a large amount of magical power.
“Your Majesty. Is the Demon God’s real body stronger than its Spirit Clone?”
“It’s clearly stronger “
“…… I see. Your Majesty, could it be that you are still so strong even though your power has decreased since your previous life?”
“Rather than saying that it has decreased, it’s more accurate to say that it hasn’t fully recovered.”
“I-I see…… I wonder how strong you were in your previous life……
Then I pick up Phylfi and climb onto Jorm’s back with Lumiel.
“Your Majesty. I shall head to Sirene’s mansion, and Her Highness needs to rest.”
The “Her Highness” that Jorm refers to is Phylfi.
Apparently, since she is my daughter, he decided to call her Your Highness.
“Hey, Your Majesty.”
Jorm spoke to me telepathically. I suppose he’s going to say something he doesn’t want Lumiel to hear.
“Jorm, what’s wrong?”
“Is it because of the power of the Hero that the Hero Sapling was able to cut through the spirit of the Demon God?”
“Perhaps.”
“I was surprised when the Hero Sapling suddenly charged at the Demon God’s Spirit.”
“She may have received an oracle from the Holy God.”
“Is that so? The Holy God.”
As we talk about this, we arrive at Sirene’s mansion in no time.
Lumiel and I move to an empty room and put Phylfi to bed.
Once again, I carefully cast a defensive spell on the room.
“With this, no one with malicious intent will be able to enter easily now.”
“What a relief…… then to the Royal Palace.”
“I see. I’ll go with you.”
Although the Prime Minister is dead, there are still nobles who are said to be of the Prime Minister’s faction.
I don’t know what they will do.
“I’m glad…… but when your daughter wakes up, won’t she be lonely if you’re not by her side?”
“I intend to be back by the time Phylfi wakes up.”
“…… Is that right? Thank you very much.”
Lumiel bowed his head in relief.
Then, Lumiel and I rode on Jorm’s back to the Royal Palace.
“Your Majesty. Should the mortals act out of turn, do tell me. I will bark.”
If Jorm barked, everyone would be terrified.
“Sure, Jorm, I’m counting on you.”
When Jorm landed in the garden of the Royal Palace, many people came out in a panic.
At the sight of them, Jorm tilted his head
“I thought we would be surrounded by the Royal Guards, but ……. do they not look like civil servants?”
As Jorm said, the people around him were not wearing weapons or armor.
“These are the chamberlains.”
Lumiel informed us.
The chamberlains are not so much surrounding us as politely welcoming us.
“Even if there are over 10,000 Royal Guards, it will be impossible to stop Jorm.”
If you think about it calmly, you’ll realize that there’s no point in gathering an army. Therefore, this response is correct.
“True, but I think it might be surprising that there are people out there who understand how scary I am and can deal with me calmly.”
It’s normal to be so afraid of an ancient dragon that you want to gather soldiers even though you know it’s useless.
“Master. Please leave it to me.”
“Then Lumiel, please.”
“Yes.”
Lumiel jumps dashingly from Jorm’s back.
And says to the chamberlains:
“I have come to see my father. If you intend to get in my—”
“I will not interfere. Let me guide you to His Majesty the King.”
Despite Lumiel’s concerns, the chamberlain bowed reverently.
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