I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 125

I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

Chapter 125

Despite Caesar arriving at midnight, the Arch Duke was waiting for Caesar.

He seemed to be the future Arch Duke.

“So, did the negotiations with the demon race go well?”

“Yes. If you meet the conditions, I will protect the magic stone mine.”

The Arch Duke’s eyebrows twitched.

“Explain precisely.”

“You probably think the rebel army is urgent right now. Actually, the rebel army is causing significant negative effects on the magic stone business. But that’s not a big problem.”

Caesar took out a prepared map and pointed to the Eagle valley located east of Luxhope.

“Currently, the Orcs are gathering here in mass.”

“…Why?”

“To recapture the Demon King’s Castle.”

Saliva dripped from the Arch Duke’s mouth.

“The Orcs are aware that the demon realm’s front is currently chaotic. That’s why they think this is their only chance to recapture the Demon King’s Castle.”

“When and on what scale?”

“I can’t determine the exact timing or scale. The Orcs aren’t good with numbers. They’re very simple-minded creatures who gather and then fight. So even if I tell you the precise time, the answer would be wrong.”

“…In other words, they could attack as soon as tomorrow.”

“It’s been half a year since the ceasefire.”

“Then we can still be at ease, right?”

“No. Since they’re about to have children and are near childbirth, the adult orcs will now go enjoy their war party. Don’t think about it from a human perspective.”

Of course, I don’t know if this is true or not.

But this level of bluff should be acceptable.

“…So the urgent issue is not the rebel army, but the Orcs?”

“Correct. Recapturing this place is more important than ever. But who can stop the Orcs that periodically come? Can you trust Margrave Friedrich?”

“Stop beating around the bush and say what you want.”

“So, entrust it to a reliable enemy of your enemy.”

Caesar drew a picture on the Eagle valley map.

“Let me establish a self-governing territory for the succubi, vampires, and doppelgangers in this Eagle valley. Then we will serve as a breakwater protecting Luxhope from Orcs attacks.”

From the Arch Duke’s perspective, this is an ideal condition.

By establishing a self-governing territory in Eagle valley, they can protect the largest port in the demon realm, ‘Luxhope’, very safely.

Of course, the succubi and vampires who secure the autonomous region might turn their eyes and potentially occupy Luxhope.

However, if that happens, their goal of taking revenge on the beastmen and Orcs would be completely derailed.

So, the succubi and vampires occupying Eagle valley is absolutely not a bad condition.

“I have a condition instead.”

“I think establishing a self-governing territory and signing a non-aggression treaty is sufficient.”

“No. Aren’t we serving as a breakwater? Eagle valley will become the main invasion route for Orcs periodically.”

“…So what do you want?”

Caesar snapped his finger.

“Give me command rights over all wizards being deployed to the demon realm.”

“Give all wizards to you? Do you think that makes sense?”

Indeed, it might sound like a crazy proposal.

Giving command rights of the wizard corps to a doppelganger who is definitely a spy.

From the Arch Duke’s perspective, it would seem absurd.

“What makes you think I would entrust this to you?”

“Think about it the other way around. If not me, who else can you trust?”

“That’s…”

The Arch Duke was speechless.

In fact, he was currently in a power struggle with the Emperor over the command rights issue.

The Emperor wants to entrust it to a general he can trust, but from the Arch Duke’s perspective, he wants to entrust it to someone whose influence he can control.

Ultimately, the transfer of command rights is a matter the Emperor must decide.

However, if the Emperor dismisses the Arch Duke’s opinion and decides with his own people, the Arch Duke will make various excuses and drastically reduce the number of deployments, so the Emperor cannot decide arbitrarily.

“Can Your Grace trust the Emperor’s people? How many proper people are there among the Emperor’s personnel?”

“There’s no guarantee that you can lead the wizard corps properly.”

“I can have many experienced staff. And I’m quite politically neutral. From the perspective of His Imperial Majesty or Your Grace, you can’t make a decision without considering me.”

“But you’re a doppelganger.”

“But we’re also temporary allies with the same goal.”

“Hmm…”

The Arch Duke fell into thought.

– It’s a proposal I never even considered, so it’s hard to decide right away.

– But there’s almost no time. If we keep clashing over the wizard deployment issue, we won’t be able to send wizards to the demon realm in time.

– I don’t know if Caesar has talent for battle command, but at least he’s a political soldier.

– At the very least, he won’t be pushed around by the generals deployed to the demon realm or the Emperor’s people.

“I’ll review it.”

“Thank you.”

But Caesar already knew.

That the Arch Duke had already decided on him.

***

Cherry blossoms had fallen, and green foliage hung on the tree branches instead.

Caesar sat on a chair at the train platform, recalling the phone call he had just received from the Arch Duke.

– I’m going to give you the command rights.

– But I want you to know there are quite a few generals and people who resent you.

– You’ll probably face a lot of interference on the battlefield.

– I want you to be well aware of that.

Originally, being envied is a virtue of talented people.

If they’re annoyed, they should become better than me.

He had established a knight order and secured command of the wizards.

Now all that’s left is to firmly establish the name Caesar in the demon realm.

As he was lost in thought, the train suddenly arrived in front of Caesar.

The first-class door opened, and a woman stepped out.

With elegant features and blonde hair.

While many women possess external beauty, if asked who uses it most beautifully and nobly, it would be her.

She stepped down wearing an iron badge on her chest, very confidently.

“Congratulations.”

Caesar handed Gloria the prepared bouquet of flowers.

Gloria smiled and said, “Well, graduating as the top student is just basic stuff.”

“You’ve become quite proud in our time apart.”

“How can I not be? I deserve to brag a bit.”

Gloria snatched Caesar’s bouquet.

“Always waiting and now experiencing being waited for, it feels wonderful. I feel like I’m flying.”

“Yes, you can brag today.”

“Does that mean I can do whatever I want today?”

“How did you get that from what I said?”

“Because I graduated top of the class!”

At that moment, Sean spoke in a loud voice,

“Viscount El Lindger! Lady Gloria! I’ll take a photo! Please look this way!”

Gloria tapped Caesar’s shoulder.

“Come on, we’re taking a photo.”

Gloria looked at the train window, fixed her hair, and stood close to Caesar.

She linked arms with Caesar and held the bouquet to her chest.

“Ready! One, two, three!”

Click!

Gloria took the photo with the brightest smile Caesar had ever seen.

***

Caesar sat in his study, receiving reports from Gideon and Gloria.

“So, the final exam was completely changed. Originally, it was a cooperative test where 2 people were paired up? Now, they said it’s too dangerous, so each candidate had to duel with others. The dueling target was 10 people! If you defeated all 10, you could get the highest score…!”

“You defeated all 10?”

“Yes. I was the only one.”

Now Caesar understood why Gloria’s pride had grown so high.

It meant there was hardly anyone stronger than her in her class.

“Of course, Gideon’s advice was helpful.”

“Well, Gideon is a pro in dueling. I’m glad I brought him along.”

Gideon bowed his head. “No. Lady Gloria also has good sense.”

“Hmph!”

Gloria’s nose seemed like it would pierce the ceiling.

Not wanting to see her brag further, Caesar decided to change the subject.

“By the way, how’s Theon doing?”

“He’s learning well. But it seems more like he and Pesson are learning from each other, since Pesson doesn’t know much about machines.”

“Pesson is learning about machines?”

“Yes. He seems to quite like it.”

If this goes well, we might be able to lure him to homigraph.

When knights start gathering in Knight Town, a blacksmith will definitely be necessary.

If blacksmiths like Pesson gather in Knight Town, creating a second Shalibi might not be an impossible dream.

Of course, whether the Dre Order allows this is another matter…

Well, he’ll think about that later.

“Where’s my axe?”

“Oh, it’s here.”

Gideon placed a large case on the table.

Caesar hoped Pesson hadn’t modified it strangely.

He nervously opened the case and checked the condition of the axe head.

“…This.”

As requested, the axe head remained untouched.

He had simply sharpened the blade and applied some oil to make it shine.

The axe handle was now made of a single piece, showcasing a sleek appearance.

Interestingly, the handle’s shape was similar to the previously completely shattered axe handle.

Caesar picked up the axe.

“It feels like the wooden handle has been replaced with a steel one.”

“He put great effort into balancing the center of gravity. To make it feel as familiar as possible.”

“How is the weight balance almost the same when the handle has become heavier?”

“The outer part is made of a single piece, but he inserted heavy ‘black iron’ inside. He adjusted the amount of black iron at each position to balance the weight.”

Caesar checked the end of the axe handle.

Indeed, a dark black iron was embedded inside the cross-section.

This guy clearly put a lot of effort into it.

“How much did it cost?”

“He asked for 1 million Del, so I paid.”

“At this quality, 1 million Del is not expensive.”

The weight has increased, but the balance remains the same, he’s very pleased.

He’ll need to swing it around to get used to it, but he thinks he’ll adapt quickly.

“By the way, is the knight order recruitment finished?”

“Yes. Including you, me, and Gideon, it’s a total of 103 people.”

“Have you decided on the knight order’s name?”

“Well, I haven’t decided on the name, but I’ve designed the unit mark.”

Caesar showed the manufactured flag.

It simply had the number 100 written on it.

“We are called the Hundred Man Unit.”

“…But it’s not exactly 100 people?”

“Let’s overlook such minor details. It has impact, doesn’t it? We’ll just need 3 people to get injured. Want to volunteer?”

“…No.”

“How is it? Not a bad name, right?”

Gloria thought for a moment before speaking.

“It doesn’t seem bad.”

“Want me to show you something even better?”

Caesar stood up.

“What will you show?”

“A horse.”

“…A horse?”

***

As they approached the stable prepared on one side of the training ground, Gideon and Gloria opened their mouths wide without regard for dignity.

“…What is this?”

“What do you mean? It’s a Pegasus.”

Caesar tapped Messio, who wouldn’t leave the stable, and spoke. “Hey, move aside now. How long are you going to stay here? You should take care of your horses.”

“H-However! However!” Messio burst into tears while looking at Caesar. “I’ve never even ridden on the back of our Imperio de Zigmayer!”

“…Who gave such a grandiose name?”

“I did!”

“Shut up. Its name is Whitey.”

“That is an insult to Imperio de Zigmayer!!!”

Caesar pushed Messio away.

“I’ll name it myself, so what are you making a fuss about? Right, Whitey?”

Caesar stroked Whitey and used psychometry.

-I am Impero… De… Uh… what was it? I like this better.

“Shut up. You’re Whitey.”

-…Yes.

Someone who can’t even remember his own name likes grandiose things.

Names are better when they’re impactful and simple.

Even when he was a sky knight, while others called his pegasus ‘Pepe’, Caesar called him ‘Spot’.

Because he had a dot on his neck.

He liked his name too.

“…It seems like you’re having a conversation with the Pegasus.”

“This one has intelligence too. He understands well when you speak.”

Messio nodded vigorously.

“That’s right! So you should call him a cool name…!”

“But he likes Whitey better.”

“That’s a lie!”

-…Is there anything other than Whitey?

Caesar lightly ignored Whitey’s words.

Gideon stroked the Pegasus and asked.

“Do you know how to handle a Pegasus?”

“Piece of cake. We’re connected by our souls.”

Caesar gave him a turnip.

-Sweet radish!

After the horse bit only the radish part and threw away the leaves, Caesar hit its head.

-Ouch…

“Hey. Eat the leaves too.”

-They’re not tasty…..

“Then I’ll give you only carrots next time.”

-…

The Pegasus eventually lowered its head and ate all the leaves.

Seeing this scene, Messio vomited blood.

“Why does he listen to Sir Caesar’s words but not mine?!”

“He likes me a bit.”

Then you should use psychometry too.

Caesar pulled out the Pegasus and mounted it.

“How’s this? Looks cool, right?”

Messio knelt down and begged.

“Please take me for a ride! I want to ride too!”

“I’ll take you later.”

“You said that before too!”

“Want to ride? Then remove that nameplate.”

Caesar pointed to the large nameplate reading ‘Imperio de Zigmayer’ hung at the stable entrance.

“No! I’m saying this Pegasus’ name is Imperio de Zigmayer!”

“He’s not listening at all. Chatterbox. Get lost. Gloria. Come here.”

Gloria quickly ran and stepped on Messio’s shoulder to climb behind Caesar.

“Ugh!”

“…Aren’t you being too harsh to someone you’re meeting for the first time?”

Gloria arranged her flowing blonde hair and spoke.

“I didn’t mean to… Sorry, Mr. Talker.”

“Messio.”

“Oh, Mr. Messio.”

“Knight. You should add ‘sir’.”

“…A knight? Not a stable hand?”

“His appearance is a bit like that.”

Caesar giggled and flicked the reins once.

Hiiiiii…

“Let’s go. Whitey!”

-Yes!

As the Pegasus ran powerfully and spread its wings, Gloria screamed.

“Wooooow!”

After the Pegasus flapped its wings several times, it quickly took flight, and Gloria grabbed Caesar’s waist tightly and shouted.

“It’s too amazing!!!”

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