Switch Mode

I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 2

I killed the Demon King. It was a mistake. 

Chapter 2

Barre ran across the demon realm.

For 12 hours straight.

Impossible with the feeble stamina of humans, but the two legs of Royder the Barbarian, pickled in various drugs, had the power to make the impossible possible.

“St-stop! Sir Barre, the Barbarian Knight!”

“No!”

“The great and respectable Cr-Crown Prince intends to bestow a great reward!”

“Shut up!”

White foam bubbles in the horse’s mouth.

What a pathetic horse.

That’s why you should’ve eaten well without being picky like me.

In the end, the horse couldn’t endure and collapsed.

Meanwhile, Barre used his springy legs to push forward on the ground.

How long had he been running?

He reached a forest where the annoying flies chasing him were no longer visible.

‘This is… Near the Vampire’s Castle.’

It’s called the demon realm in name only, but it’s actually connected to the Valent continent where the Empire is located.

The difference is that magic is unusually abundant here.

Thanks to this, there’s an absurd amount of magic stones buried in this land, to the extent that the Empire started the demon realm war because of these magic stones.

‘Should I take a short break before continuing?’

Though he wasn’t out of breath, his legs requested rest after running for 12 hours straight.

Of course, this ridiculous body would recover quickly, but he was hungry from not eating anything for 12 hours.

Barre entered the forest and lit a campfire.

Tonight’s dinner was dried jerky and warm tea.

In this era, places with proper water supply facilities were rare, so water tasted like strange soil or limestone.

So it was difficult to drink water without tea leaves.

Of course, a normal barbarian would have just gulped it down…

But he’s alone now, right?

Even when drinking a glass of water, one should enjoy it.

As the kettle was about to boil, Barre’s ears caught a strange sound.

“Hahaha!”

“We’re gonna have a real taste today, aren’t we?”

“Look at that pretty thing. Hehehe!”

The lustful voices of men echoed through the forest.

“Hmm…”

Barre considered ignoring it but then took the kettle off the campfire and stood up.

How far did he walk?

As he headed towards the source of the voices, he saw three men and a succubus with horns on her head rolling around in the forest.

“I-I’m first! Me!”

“Damn! How long has it been since we’ve seen a woman!”

“Do demon races even count as women?”

“Who cares about that! It looks like a woman! Besides, succubi can’t do any magic or anything without their tails. This is our chance!”

“W-wait. What’s that?”

One of them hurriedly pulled up his pants and grabbed his sword.

“H-hey mister, who are you? Who are you to… Ah? Do you want a turn too? They say succubi are to die for. What do you say?”

Barre examined the succubus.

She seemed to have been beaten badly, with bruises all over her face and body, and her eyes were unfocused.

“Hmm…” Barre picked up a suitable stone lying around.

“Ah, Bases loaded, two outs, full count situation What will player Barre do? Will it be his signature curve? Or a fastball?”

“W-what are you talking about?”

“A tense situation! Player Barre throws!”

Barre’s elastic body swelled up.

He stomped the ground hard and threw the stone.

Thwack-!

A perfect rendezvous between the stone and the skull.

The fragile head couldn’t withstand the strength of the stone and exploded.

Splat-

Blood gushed from the headless neck.

“Strike. Out!”

The two guys were terrified and ran away.

“Aaaaargh!”

“R-run away!”

These guys have also experienced this terrible demon realm war for three years.

They have enough sense to distinguish between an opponent they can fight and a madman they should run from.

But…

“You disloyal bastards!” Barre leaped once and delivered a drop kick to the fleeing rapist’s waist.

Crack!

With the sound of the guy’s spine turning to powder, he bounced around like a bowling pin hit by a bowling ball and collided with the man running ahead.

“M-monster. It’s a monster.”

The guy who fell while running away was so scared he wet himself on the ground.

Barre picked him up by the neck.

“Tell me your name, affiliation, and position. Rapist.”

“Keck keck… I-I’m from the 5th Division, 14th Regiment…”

“A private, huh?”

The guy barely managed to nod.

“Th-that’s right. Please, p-please spare my li…”

“You’re ugly.”

“Huh?”

“Too ugly. I don’t like it. And you even lack loyalty. You deserve to die.”

Crack-!

Barre broke the guy’s neck and tossed him aside.

“It’s not easy to find a useful body.”

The soldier and knight identities he had obtained before were no longer usable.

Especially ‘Mill’ from the Sky Knight days, who had already been declared dead, so suddenly coming back to life might make him suspected of being a doppelganger.

“If possible, I’d like to change into someone handsome and tall.”

Barre wiped the blood off his hands.

Rustle-

Hearing movement behind him, Barre was about to throw the axe at his waist but stopped.

It was the tailless succubus.

“P-please spare me. Mister… Please spare me… I beg you…”

The succubus shed tiny tears and begged, rubbing her hands together.

“Please spare me. If you just spare my life, I’ll do anything… I can really do well…”

“Stop acting. Succubus.”

Barre changed his face to that of ‘Mill’, the Sky Knight.

It was a fairly ordinary white man’s face with brown hair and blue eyes.

Seeing this, the succubus’ eyes sharpened, and her expression changed to a vicious one.

“…What? You were a doppelganger?”

“Something like that.”

Barre opened his mouth after changing his face.

“I saved you, now go on your way.”

The succubus stood up, dusting herself off, and said, “What? Isn’t it too unconscionable to tell me to just leave after killing all my prey?”

“You haven’t heard the news yet, I guess? The Demon King is dead.”

“…What?”

“His head was finally cut off by the Hero Yan.” Barre said as he brushed past the succubus. “So don’t waste time here and run away quickly. Don’t get caught and suffer a terrible fate.”

“W-wait, how do you… Just a moment… You…” The Succubus’ expression turned to shock. “Could it be… Barbarian Knight Barre? Right? Barre?”

Oops, I’ve been found out.

“That’s right.”

“But you say His Majesty the Demon King has passed away? Weren’t you with the hero? If you fought together, surely…”

“The Demon King was more pathetic than I thought. I didn’t expect him to fall so easily.”

The succubus clutched her hair and said, “Nooooo! What are we supposed to do now!”

“That’s why I’m telling you to run away. Like me.” Barre looked at the staggering succubus and took out a piece of jerky from his pocket. “Eat this and run away. Don’t think about following me.”

“W-wait. Then what are you going to do?”

“I don’t know. For now, I’m thinking of moving to a suitable body.”

“Then perhaps you could help me…”

“You want me to walk around with a horned succubus? Are you crazy?”

“No! That’s not it. I’m asking you to save my younger sister.”

Barre tilted his head. “Younger sister?”

“Right now, my younger sister and some vampires are trapped in the Vampire Castle. If you help, I’ll help you find the body you want.”

If this were a game, a message would have popped up in front of my eyes.

But this damn world didn’t give me a status window or quest window.

“Do I need to take on such a risk? I’m Barbarian Knight Barre. If rumors spread that I killed humans in that form, I’ll be wanted and things will get very troublesome.”

“I’m not telling you to kill humans! Just break the wall connected to the underground prison. Then we’ll take care of the rest ourselves.”

Barre shook his head. “Does that make sense? I can just go up to the continent and find a suitable body, can’t I?”

“Don’t you have any compassion for your fellow demon race?!”

“My situation isn’t good enough for that. Well, goodbye.”

“W-wait. What kind of new identity do you want? Tell me everything! The person you want might be there.”

Barre frowned for a moment and then spoke. “First, he should be handsome.”

“…According to whose standards?”

“My standards.”

“How am I supposed to know your aesthetic sense? Is something like your current face good enough?”

“Yes. He should look manly and generous like my current self.”

“Th-that’s a pretty low bar? That’s a relief.”

“What?”

“Ah, nothing. Go on, tell me more.”

Barre continued to describe his ideal type. “I’d like him to be a noble. Rather than a famous family, a Viscount title would be good, at a level where he doesn’t have to compete for succession.”

“So you’d like someone with noble blood relations, right?”

“That’s right.”

In this era, status is more important than money.

If the status is too high, there’s a lot of work to do which is troublesome, but a noble or knight status that can adequately guarantee one’s position without responsibility would be best.

“Is that all?”

“I’d like him to be tall too.”

“…Is there anything else you haven’t mentioned?”

“I’d like his thing to be big too.”

“You can adjust that yourself! You pervert!”

“You don’t know much about doppelgangers. Just because we’re doppelgangers doesn’t mean we can freely change each body part. If that were possible, I would have made my arms a bit longer.”

“Is that so? I didn’t know.”

The succubus frowned.

“Anyway, is that really all?”

“No, there’s one more thing.”

“Why is someone as big as a mountain so picky!”

“This is the last one and the most important.”

“What else?”

“He should be dead.”

The succubus looked at Barre incredulously.

“What? A dead person?”

“Yes. He must be dead.”

“Why?”

“Isn’t it obvious? If there are two people in the world who look exactly like me, everyone will say it’s strange.”

“No, I mean, you could just kill them and take over their body, right?”

“How can you talk about killing people so easily?”

“…Weren’t the guys you just killed people?”

“No. They were bad people.”

The succubus sighed as if her head was throbbing. “Okay… I got it. I’ll think for a moment if there’s someone like that. He can be a bit ugly… Needs to be tall…”

“5…”

“Huh?”

“4… 3…”

“Hey! How can you expect me to think of someone so quickly!”

“2… 1… Stop.”

“I’ve got one! Just one!”

Barre looked at the succubus with suspicious eyes.

“You’re not just making this up, are you?”

“Absolutely not! There is one!”

“Let me see your hand.”

Barre grabbed the succubus  wrist and said,

“Tell me who this person you’re talking about is.”

“Th-that… There’s this guy named Caesar Sylvatil, an illegitimate son from a Baron family. He’s currently in the Allied Forces as a wandering knight.”

As Barre used psychometry.

The face the succubus was thinking of was revealed.

Red hair with red eyes.

Caucasian and decently built.

The hair and eye color are quite flashy, but not bad.

“How did you learn about this person’s status?”

“…My tail is cut off so I can’t manipulate dreams, but I can still see what kind of dreams they have.”

“But there’s a problem.”

“W-what is it?”

“You don’t know the size of his thing.”

“Do you really expect everything to match perfectly!”

“Hmm…”

Could there be a better status than this right now?

A knight who can use aura, born as a bastard of a Viscount family, even with the status of a wandering knight without a lord to serve.

The face is quite manly and generous-looking, which isn’t bad.

Though not as much as Barre.

“But is this guy dead?”

“…No, he’s alive.”

“Then that won’t do.”

“Hey! Honestly, I’ve met almost all the other conditions! Shouldn’t you compromise on one or two things too? How can you pick someone who perfectly matches your taste!”

Although the succubus was shouting, her eyes were trembling with anxiety.

“…Please save my little sister. Barre. I’m begging you like this.”

If there’s one drawback to psychometry, it’s this.

You end up feeling all the emotions the other person is experiencing.

The succubus’ earnestness, frustration, sense of defeat, despair…

All those burning emotions become Barre’s own, eventually forcing him to find a compromise.

Barre looked at the hood that had fallen to the ground.

It must have belonged to the soldiers he had just killed.

“Alright.”

“What, really?”

“Well, let’s see if the guy you mentioned is any good first. I might accidentally kill you while rescuing you guys, you know.”

The succubus’ expression brightened.

“Thank you so much! Barre! I’ll never forget this favor, even after I die!”

Of course you shouldn’t.

“By the way, we haven’t introduced ourselves. What’s your name?”

“Ah, I, I’m uh… Maria.”

“I have psychometry. If you lie, your head will fly off.”

“You have that rare ability?”

“I don’t like repeating myself, so tell me your name.”

The succubus closed her eyes tightly and opened her mouth.

“Agatha… Agatha Reinwaltz.”

“…Reinwaltz?”

Even Barre couldn’t help but be surprised.

If she were human, it might not matter, but for a demon, it’s impossible not to know the Reinwaltz family.

Reinwaltz is the surname of the succubus royal family, respected by all succubi.

“I thought your horns were quite large and beautiful, but you’re actually a princess.”

“It’s fine. I don’t want to be treated like a princess when everything has gone to ruin. …I don’t even have a tail anymore.” “I wasn’t planning to treat you like a princess anyway.” Barre shook hands properly with Agatha.

“But as a service, I’ll personally rescue your little sister.”

“R-really?”

“Yes. But swear one thing.”

“…What is it?”

“Don’t tell anyone that I transformed into Caesar Sylvatil. No matter what happens.”

Agatha nodded. “I swear on the two horns on my head and the blessed land of magic.”

This should be enough.

Unlike slippery humans, demons have something called romance, you know.

Once they swear, they keep it until they die.

‘That’s why I’m the odd one out.’

A doppelganger who swore loyalty to the Demon King, smashing the Demon King’s head.

It’s still unbelievable when I think about it again.

***

On a night when the red moon rose.

Barre headed towards the vampire castle.

Originally, the moon in this world is also white.

But strangely, in the demon realm, it appears red.

Raven said it was because the abundant magic in the air scatters the light?

Anyway, that’s not what’s important.

‘There are no guards.’

This is the rear.

The surviving demons all fled to the Beast Forest where the beastkin stay, or to the Red Mountains beyond, and the beastkin are also preparing for battle to fend off the incoming allied forces.

As a result, the security here couldn’t help but become lax.

“Is this the place?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Barre spoke to Agatha, who had transformed into a bat.

“If you can transform into something so small, why didn’t anyone escape?”

“The vampires were put into strange coffins, and my sister and I were handcuffed with shackles that suppress magic flow by humans.”

“They used those expensive anti-wizard alloy things on you?”

“Anti-wizard?”

“It’s the name of an alloy made from terra alloy that has the ability to suppress aura and magic flow. It’s also used as a material for magic towers.”

“…You know more than I thought?”

“There’s a saying that a spy of three years can recite poetry.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means I’m incredibly amazing. So be quiet. We seem to be almost there.”

Barre listened carefully.

-What should we do with these girls? Dispose of all of them?

-What do you mean dispose? I heard the Valentine Magic Tower is buying them at a high price. They must have something to experiment on.

-By the way, why isn’t that escaped girl coming back? Couldn’t they catch her?

“Bingo.”

Their voices could be heard through a small window connecting the underground prison to the outside.

“What are you going to do now? Are you going to destroy it?”

“There’s something I need to do first.”

Barre took out ‘Wilderness’ that he had put in his bag.

It’s extremely heavy as it contains as much as 10% of the terra alloy called giant wood.

Of course, as heavy as it is, it’s hard, doesn’t lose its edge easily, and is damn expensive.

Barre threw Wilderness with all his might.

Hong- Hong- Hong- Hong-

Kwaaang-!

With a heavy sound, the axe flew through the air, cutting the topmost spire of the vampire castle in half.

“I-impossible.” Agatha was so surprised that her mouth fell open.

To cut a spire in half with just throwing one axe.

It’s an unbelievable strength.

“W-what was that sound!”

“The central spire has been destroyed! We’re under attack!”

“Wait a minute, isn’t the commander in the central spire?”

“F-fire! Fire!”

“What are you doing! You idiots! Go right now!”

The sound of people running can be heard through the window.

“There’s an old saying, ‘Make a racket in the east and attack in the west.’

“…What does that mean?”

“It means to create a disturbance in one place as a diversion and attack another place.”

Barre opened his hand.

Then the axe that had flown high into the sky returned to Barre’s hand.

“Now I’ll leave the guidance to you. Princess Agatha.”

“L-leave it to me!”

Hi guys, please check out the new novel I picked "The 163,417,413th Soulslike Hero."


To Buy Coins, please Register and Login before purchasing any chapter! Please join our Discord to get updates on normal and locked chapters! Also, Illustrations are available for some novels!
I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Korean
[Congratulations on seeing all the endings of the Valent Saga.] [From now on, you can select the hidden origin ‘Demon Race’.] I was transmigrated into a Demon after falling into the game world and a whole 3 years have passed. The nameless Allied Forces soldier, Mil of the Sky Knight Order, Barbarian Knight Barre. And the doppelganger and spy of the Demon King's army, Seo-han, are all me. But I... "Y- you, what the heck... Bam!" I ended up blowing off the Demon King's head. Huh? This isn't right.

Comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset