I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 152

I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

Chapter 152

Isn’t this extremely infuriating?

How dare they try to scheme like this to steal my small and precious command authority?

Should I just overturn everything?

Caesar looked at Elijah.

What would Elijah think about this?

Elijah, who made eye contact with Caesar, immediately opened his mouth.

“I oppose it.”

“…What?”

“The position of Commander El Lindger is that of a commander, not a knight. The fact that Commander El Lindger directly carries out a reconnaissance mission is far from the Emperor’s intention.”

As Elijah directly said it was not acceptable, the staff became as silent as if they had eaten honey.

Mitchell seemed unable to predict this would happen, and his head was visibly turning.

‘What is he thinking?’

That sinister guy is surely not suggesting this reconnaissance mission out of pure concern for Caesar.

Does he want Caesar to avoid contact with the beast people?

Or does he have another intention?

Caesar was quite far from Elijah, so he couldn’t understand what was going on in his head at all.

“Then what do you suggest we do?”

“Aren’t we not limited to just beast people and Orcs as the only races we can communicate with?”

“…Surely not.”

Elijah pointed to the Eagle valley with his command staff.

“Let’s try to make contact with the Queen of Succubus, Agatha.”

Mitchell jumped up and said,

“That is not acceptable!”

“Why, Lord Mitchell?”

“His Majesty the Emperor has not yet determined the treatment of the succubi and vampires. Officially contacting and exchanging information with them could be problematic. Moreover, the perspective of frontline soldiers and commanders here could be shaken.”

Mitchell’s words made sense.

Currently, the soldiers and lower-ranking commanders are unaware that Elijah and Agatha have secretly established a temporary non-aggression treaty.

Officially exchanging information in this situation?

Soldiers might not know whether to define the succubi and vampires as enemies or view them as a temporary alliance.

The Royder and Dre religious orders, who define the demon race as heretics, might even officially protest.

“Let’s think more about this issue and discuss it again in the evening. Dismissed.”

With Elijah’s dismissal order, the staff began to leave one by one.

Caesar was thinking of returning to work on the fortress construction, but Elijah called out to Caesar.

“Special Forces Commander. Have a cup of tea with me.”

“Oh, yes.”

Caesar reflexively glanced sideways at Mitchell.

Mitchell was looking at Caesar with a subtle expression.

Mitchell is a suspicious person.

He extremely hates when something happens that he doesn’t know about, and he would feel great displeasure that the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces is having a one-on-one conversation with Caesar, whose position in the Allied Forces has been rising recently.

‘He won’t attach a spy or something, right?’

No matter how much it’s Mitchell, he wouldn’t go that far.

Caesar followed Elijah.

***

There were two entrances to the command headquarters tent: one was a passage for staff and supplies, and the other was a direct entrance connected to Elijah’s personal tent.

When Elijah opened the tent entrance, a corridor with a canopy appeared to protect from the rain.

After walking a few steps along that corridor, they reached the entrance of Elijah’s personal tent.

Elijah personally drew back the tent and said,

“Come in.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

Caesar bowed slightly and entered the personal tent.

The tent was spacious, befitting the Allied Forces Commander.

In the center, there was a brazier with a teapot placed on top of it.

Elijah sat nearby, poured tea from the teapot into a cup, and handed it to Caesar.

“Drink. It’s brewed with magic grass, good for the body.”

“Thank you.”

There’s nothing weird mixed in here, right?

Caesar used psychometry on Elijah.

-Where did I put the sound block artifact?

He’s got a human side too.

The way he’s rummaging through his inner pocket is quite amusing.

At least it doesn’t look like he’s put anything in the tea.

Elijah immediately used the sound block artifact after setting down the teapot.

He sat down on a simple chair and said,

“Mitchell must be so fortunate.”

“In what way?”

“Going around wielding the hero like his own sword.”

“Ah, I see.”

Caesar chuckled and took a sip of tea.

“So you didn’t assign me the reconnaissance mission to make Mitchell uncomfortable?”

“What do you think is the reason the hero singled you out? That was Mitchell’s aim. I have no intention of just watching Mitchell run wild.”

Elijah knows there’s no one more suitable for the reconnaissance mission than Caesar.

But he refused because he didn’t want to move according to Mitchell’s intentions.

A rejection for the sake of rejection?

The smell of politics wafts in this tracked battlefield.

“When you reach this position, being good at politics becomes more important than being good at fighting. Well, it seems you understand this to some extent.”

“Then you mean you agree with me taking the reconnaissance mission.”

“Why? Do you want to go?”

“I can definitely complete the reconnaissance mission and return. And I want to see with my own eyes how much the Orcs are running wild in the forest.”

Elijah took a sip of tea and then spoke.

“Anyway, since you can read my thoughts completely, I’ll speak frankly.”

Elijah looked at Caesar and said,

“I don’t want your position to grow larger than Mitchell’s.”

Not wanting my position to grow larger…

What a completely transparent answer.

Is this why he didn’t call me to meetings for the past three weeks and didn’t give me any simple reconnaissance missions?

“What if we check each other within the same team? We’re all from the same demon race.”

“It’s not the same demon race, it’s Agatha’s demon race.”

Elijah put down his teacup on the table.

“Strictly speaking, you’re on Agatha’s side, not my side. The reason we can meet like this and share opinions is because we have a common goal.”

“Screwing over Diana?”

“Strictly speaking, that’s my goal, not yours. Honestly, you don’t have a clear reason to take revenge on Diana, do you?”

“Then what goal are we holding?”

Elijah pointed to the imperial map hanging on the wall.

“Dividing the imperial nation.”

Caesar maximized his psychometry.

“It was my proposed plan, but I didn’t expect you to be so concerned. What do you want to achieve by dividing the imperial nation?”

“To be precise, I want the Friedrich region to become independent.”

-I don’t want to maintain this front for long.

-I’m sick of other guys getting involved in my Friedrich.

-It’s about time to become independent, just like the Dior times.

Caesar discovered an astonishing fact while reading Elijah’s thoughts.

Elijah loved the Freidrich region more than Caesar had thought.

“…You.”

“When you live in a region for about 250 years and develop and manage it, you naturally become attached. From the windmills I established to the smallest stone in the steel fortress, nothing exists that hasn’t passed through my hands. I don’t even need to mention the people who have served me generation after generation.”

Elijah took a sip of tea and stared directly at Caesar.

Caesar felt overwhelmed by that direct gaze.

“Yes. I cherish Freidrich. No, to be more precise, it might be better to say I love it like my own child.”

“So I’ll make this clear right now. As long as that young succubus holds malice towards me, I will deprive you of every opportunity to make achievements. Therefore, if you want to make achievements and raise your standing within the allied forces, you must publicly declare that you will abandon Agatha.”

Caesar finally felt he could somewhat understand this guy named Elijah.

Elijah was someone who could lie as naturally as breathing, someone who could elegantly package his base desires.

He feels attached to the Freidrich region? 

Nonsense.

“It seems you keep forgetting that I know how to use psychometry. What you say and what you’re actually talking about are quite different, aren’t they?”

“What’s different?”

“What you’re talking about isn’t attachment. It’s possessiveness.”

He couldn’t distinguish between love and possessiveness.

He liked owning a son, not loving him.

If he had truly loved him, he couldn’t have killed his son eight times and created fake graves.

“To be more specific, you extremely despise having the things you own trampled and taken away. You don’t love Freidrich, you just dislike things escaping your control.”

“So what difference does that make? Whether I’m attached to or want to possess Freidrich, I don’t like it being interfered with by others. That’s why I’ve decided to become independent from the imperial nation.”

Yes, his words were correct.

From his perspective, there was no difference.

Wasn’t that why he tried to provoke and control Caesar from the moment they first met?

Then a question arises.

This is both a threat to Caesar and essentially exposing his own weakness.

And to someone whose allegiance is unclear.

Why did he do this?

Because the information would be discovered anyway?

No.

He must want something from Caesar.

– Although the demon realm is currently suppressed, if Agatha gathers the demon race and attacks the Freidrich border region after the imperial nation’s division, it will become extremely troublesome.

– Since Agatha has become hostile to me, I must create a reason why Agatha absolutely cannot attack me.

Caesar now understood what Elijah truly wanted.

Elijah was thinking 10 years ahead… No, 20-30 years ahead.

Agatha is young and capable.

Even with Caesar’s help, she persuaded the mermaid and gathered vampires and succubi scattered across the continent.

This is an achievement even Elijah must acknowledge.

But she is extremely emotional.

After the imperial nation’s division, if Agatha gathers the demon race and attacks the Freidrich border region, she will inevitably suffer critical damage.

The justification for war is also clear.

The pretext would be revenge, claiming humans first invaded the demon realm.

Elijah hopes such a future absolutely never happens.

That’s why Elijah…

“Do you want me to inherit the Freidrich border Margrave position?”

Elijah picked up the alcohol bottle on the table and poured it into the hot tea.

“Yes. While I go to take revenge on Diana, protect my Freidrich.”

What should he do with this twisted individual?

Caesar increasingly became reluctant to get involved with Elijah.

“If you inherit my position, Agatha won’t be able to attack Freidrich. Because Agatha cherishes you.”

“What if I side with Agatha and help destroy Freidrich?”

“If you knew what I truly desire, you would never have taken the Margrave’s position from the start. Because you’re a man who doesn’t lie.”

Just as Caesar had analyzed Elijah, it seems Elijah had also somewhat understood Caesar.

Caesar also picked up the alcohol bottle and poured it into the tea.

“Are you that afraid of Agatha?”

“After living almost 300 years, you learn about the terror of time. When I first lived as the administrator of the Freidrich region, I didn’t even know how to build walls. But after wrestling with walls for 30-40 years, now I can design and construct a sturdy building with my eyes closed.”

Elijah took a sip of tea and continued.

“It’s the same with swordsmanship. At first, using aura was even awkward. But after swinging a sword for about 100 years, I became able to use sword energy. That’s when I realized, if a person has enough time and will, they can do anything. However, there’s one more terrifying thing about time.”

Caesar spoke the words Elijah wanted to say.

“Time is fair to everyone.”

“Exactly. Agatha might dedicate her entire life to destroying my steel fortress. I fear that time and will.”

Caesar continued trying to read Elijah’s thoughts.

If Agatha is feared, wouldn’t it be simple to kill her when she’s weak?

Does he think there’s no way to kill Agatha?

Or is there another reason?

“Then why don’t you want to kill Agatha? Isn’t now when she’s at her weakest?”

“Even if I kill Agatha now, a new demon king will be born.”

“…What?”

“I think you’ve already noticed. No matter how many demon kings are killed, a new demon king will always be born. It’s an immutable law that constitutes this demon realm.”

“An immutable law?”

“Yes. A demon king is inevitably born. When a demon king is about to die of old age, a new demon king candidate emerges to fill that void. It’s the same even if a demon king leaves the demon realm.”

Elijah took a sip of tea.

“The demon race, including Agatha, is at the peak of their anger towards humanity. Even if Agatha dies and another demon race member inherits the demon king’s position, they would still dream of revenge against humanity.”

Elijah stared at the western edge of the demon realm map hanging on the wall.

There, the Freidrich border region was located.

“In that case, the demon king is destined to invade the Freidrich region. In that sense, Agatha becoming the demon king isn’t bad from my perspective.”

Elijah pointed at Caesar.

“At least Agatha is someone you can control.”

The reason Elijah revealed his weakness to Caesar. [TL/N: Scary]

It was to persuade Caesar by any means.

Elijah never used his weaknesses carelessly.

“Elijah, don’t you have the confidence to withstand Agatha’s anger?”

“My idea of the best victory is winning without fighting.”

Elijah filled his cup with alcohol.

It was no longer tea, but alcohol.

“I don’t want my people and soldiers to be hurt and die.”

Caesar found this old, greedy doppelganger difficult to handle.

Elijah offered Caesar a drink.

“Will you accept? Caesar?”

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