I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 48

I killed the Demon King. It was a mistake.

Chapter 48

Caesar slowly began to read the sensation of the creature using psychometry.

‘How fascinating.’

If ‘Wing’s’ psychometry felt like walking in a deep, dark abyss, this creature’s psychometry gave a very bright and lively feeling.

It’s like walking on a beautiful, refreshing Milky Way, perhaps?

Now he understands why the creature likes the starry sky so much.

The Star Guardian showed the stories of the jewels surrounding its body one by one.

Images of Diana in various forms, working diligently with chisels and hammers, could be seen from all angles.

The Star Guardian’s emotions seeped into Caesar.

Despite having seen this sight thousands and millions of times, it loved it with a pure heart, like a child loving their mother.

At that moment, something strange caught Caesar’s eye.

Among the dozens of Dianas crafting jewels, he saw a Diana carving a stone piece with a single dim candle lit.

Caesar approached Diana as if entranced.

Diana was carving some sculpture with a chisel and hammer.

It was the Star Guardian.

Diana finished the Star Guardian’s stubby tail and dusted it off with a cloth.

-It’s done!

For the first time, Diana’s emotion, not the Star Guardian’s, pierced Caesar’s heart.

It was like an unnamed wildflower blooming in a desert of intense loneliness.

Although rough, it was so precious in itself that one couldn’t help but stare blankly.

Diana hugged the Star Guardian tightly, like a child embracing a comfort toy.

-Hmm. It’s a bit hard, but it feels nice and cool. I should sleep hugging this from now on. By the way, what should I call you? Since you’re a dragon after all, should I give you a dragon-like name?

Diana said while caressing the Star Guardian’s face.

-No, that would be too lonely. A dragon left alone on the continent.

She pondered deeply and then looked at the window.

There, a beautiful red moon and stars were embroidered on the silky soft night sky.

-That’s it! I’ll call you ‘Star’. You and I will always be together.

Diana disappeared into the dark corridor, holding Star.

Caesar removed his hand from the Star Guardian’s head.

“…What was that?”

“Hm? Why do you look like that?”

“Did I see something you didn’t?”

“What do you mean you didn’t see? Didn’t you hear the whispers of these beautiful stars?”

The Star Guardian showed a handful of brilliant jewels.

“No, that’s not it. I saw the moment of your birth. Didn’t you see it?”

“What? You saw the moment the Queen created me? How?!”

“How should I know? Didn’t you show it to me?”

“Absolutely not. I don’t know how I was born.”

“Then you don’t know your real name either?”

“What?! I had a name? Who gave it to me?”

“Demon King Diana.”

“Whaaaat?!”

The creature was so surprised that it even dropped the jewels it was holding.

Hmm…

By the way, how did this happen?

Why couldn’t I hear sounds when I skimmed through ‘Wing’s’ memories, but I can hear them now?

Come to think of it, when I used psychometry on ‘Wing’s’ body, I saw Diana’s image too.

It’s frustrating to find new questions while trying to solve existing ones.

The Star Guardian stood in front of Caesar, wagging its tail like a dog.

“C-Could you show me the moment of my birth again? If you recall it, I’ll try to read it.”

Even without using psychometry, Caesar could feel the creature’s heart.

It looked truly desperate.

“Hmm…”

Caesar hesitated a bit.

What if it reads memories I don’t want to show when it reads my memories?

But I can’t not help when it’s looking at me so pitifully…

“Alright. But you must only read that scene.”

“Understood.”

Caesar extended his hand to the Star Guardian.

The Star Guardian, suppressing its excited emotions, reached out its hand and used star reading.

After reading Caesar’s memory for a while, the Star Guardian spoke.

“My name wasn’t Star Guardian…!”

The Star Guardian looked at the stars it had been guarding.

“I was Star!”

Star was shining with the most brilliant smile Caesar had ever seen.

***

Caesar used the ‘psychometry’ that Star had used on Harrison.

-That son of mine is causing trouble again.

-He likes Sir Caesar too much.

Caesar barely held back the laughter that was about to escape.

Although no part of Caesar’s body was touching Harrison, Caesar was now reading Harrison’s memories.

There was no longer any need to uncomfortably make contact with people or objects.

Star’s psychometry could skim through the memories of objects through ‘resonance’ with surrounding objects.

What does resonance mean?

This is a bit difficult to explain, but it’s like tuning a radio frequency, aligning the frequency of the mind between the target and Caesar himself?

Like turning the dial of an old radio to match the frequency, he could read the other person’s mind frequency even from a distance just by matching it.

It seems that with this ability, the creature could use psychometry on jewels even when separated from them.

Then can Star read other people’s thoughts from afar like Caesar?

That’s not the case.

Caesar’s ability is different from Star’s because he uses a combination and systematization of ‘Wing’s’ psychometry, ‘Star’s’ psychometry, and his own psychometry.

Of course, if there’s a downside, it’s that the farther the distance, the harder it is to use psychometry as the reception becomes weaker.

And you need to have a certain level of understanding of the other person to read properly.

After some testing, the appropriate distance is about 2-3m from Caesar’s heart.

Well, this distance is quite satisfactory.

-I hope he doesn’t become as ferocious as Sir Caesar…

By the way, what on earth is this Harrison thinking?

He thinks I’m ferocious?

“Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I’ve seen your son Sam. Bring him over sometime.”

“…Why do you want that?”

“Just to have a meal together. Why, don’t you like that idea?”

“No, that’s not it. I’ll bring him.”

Caesar smirked and looked out the window.

***

Caesar had a barbecue party with Harrison and Jake’s families.

The children were running around the front yard enthusiastically, and the wives were gathered in small groups, chatting away.

Caesar watched the scene contentedly while sipping a glass of wine.

Harrison approached.

“Sir Caesar.”

“What is it?”

“Have you ever thought about getting married?”

At the mention of marriage, Jake’s eyes changed too.

“Do you perhaps have someone in mind for marriage?”

“No. I’m not even dating anyone yet. Why this sudden talk about marriage?”

Harrison took a sip of wine and said,

“The auction party is only two weeks away, isn’t it? It doesn’t look good in many ways if Sir Caesar doesn’t have a lady.”

-There are many requests coming in from various places.

-Father is also looking into Sir Caesar’s marriage quite a bit.

Hmm.

I think I know what’s going on.

“I guess you’re getting letters asking me to meet their daughters?”

“…Isn’t that only natural?”

“Hm? What’s natural about it?”

“You’re a 29-year-old knight, you even own several promising businesses, and you have a high reputation. It’s rather strange that Sir Caesar isn’t known as a playboy.”

“If you keep messing around like that, you might end up in trouble.”

“By the way, why did the maid story come up? I thought Sir Caesar would be keeping at least 10 concubines.”

What the hell is this guy saying?

“Pretty maids walking around the mansion make it look incredibly rich, don’t you think?”

Jake and Harrison looked at Caesar as if they couldn’t believe what they were hearing.

“…Is that also why you had all the waitresses at Benjamin & Junior dressed up like maids?”

“Yes. Doesn’t it make drinking tea at the cafe more enjoyable?”

Harrison looked at Caesar pitifully.

-Yeah. I guess that level of sexual deviation is actually quite okay. I thought he might be gay or something. What a relief.

Sexual deviation?

These guys don’t understand romance at all.

And gay?

What do these guys take me for?

“But is it strange that I’m not dating at my age?”

“You’re too old for dating now. You should have been married by now.”

Well, I guess people even get married at 17 these days if they’re early.

Usually, people get married between 20-24, and if someone isn’t married after 26, there’s a tendency to think there’s something wrong with them, whether they’re a man or a woman.

Jake nodded as if he agreed.

“Of course, you couldn’t help it since you were on the battlefield for three years… but don’t you have a sweetheart waiting for you back home?”

“I don’t have anything like that.”

Harrison spoke up.

“Then, do you really not plan to bring a lady to this party?”

“Is it strange if I don’t have one?”

Harrison sighed deeply.

“This is why Sir Joseph keeps drooling over you. If he sees that you don’t have a lady at this party, he’ll definitely try to recruit you as a holy knight.”

“Why is that?”

“A knight with no woman problems, strong, with a good reputation, who wakes up at dawn every day to train diligently. What holy knight would want to give that up?”

Jake took a sip of wine and said,

“In vulgar terms, it’s not the ladies who are chasing you, but Sir Joseph, Sir Caesar.”

Hearing it like that, this seems to be a more serious problem than I thought.

It’s not the hearts of women I’m playing with, but Joseph’s.

If he sees me alone at the party, I wonder if he might kidnap me that night.

Caesar took a sip of wine and spoke.

“I don’t have any thoughts of marriage yet, just find me a suitable woman to stand beside me as an escort for this party.”

“You’re not considering marriage yet?”

“I don’t have any thoughts about it yet. I’m too busy training.”

Actually, it’s not that, but because I don’t know what problems might arise if a doppelganger and a human spend a night together.

It would be strange to use a condom even after getting married, wouldn’t it?

Moreover, it’s an era where it’s normal to have at least 4 children.

If I use a condom, they’ll probably ask if I don’t want to have my own children and call off the engagement.

“For now, I’ll sort through some ladies suitable for Sir Caesar’s status for this party.”

“Alright. You take care of that issue.”

***

The more peaceful and smooth life flows like a river, the faster time seems to pass.

Waking up at dawn to train, eating, training again, replying to letters, and listening to Harrison’s complaints – before I knew it, two weeks had passed.

Caesar headed towards the back door with the evening sunset at his back.

Opening the door, a spacious yard greeted him.

Originally, he used to train in the front or back yard of the mansion, but as Caesar’s training methods became quite rough, it reached a point where he couldn’t do it near the house anymore.

Of course, it also helped that Caesar had become rich enough to buy the land behind the house.

Caesar stood in the middle of the training ground.

He put on a blindfold and picked up Thunder and axe tied to his waist.

“Phew…”

Wind Reading now came as naturally as breathing.

If there’s enough aura, it could be maintained 24 hours a day.

Caesar imagined the shrunken form of Thunder in his mind.

Then Thunder shrank to about the size of a throwing axe.

‘It’s really amazing.’

While Barre’s ‘retrieval magic’ on the axe was fascinating, the ‘size adjustment magic’ is equally amazing.

Is there a way to explain this scientifically?

The weight remains the same, but the volume shrinks to about a third.

To properly explain this, wouldn’t we need to call in Ant-Man? Or maybe we should call Dr. Hank?

Anyway, that’s not the important thing.

Caesar threw Thunder with all his might.

Thunder flew around like a living creature, completely destroying the training dummies planted throughout the training ground.

Rumble!

Moreover, as the lightning ability contained in Thunder manifested, it set fire to the bodies of the dummies.

Thunder returned to Caesar.

But Caesar didn’t catch it.

Instead, he swung the axe behind him like a baseball bat.

Clang!

Like a ball hit at the right time, it flew parallel and then began to circle the training ground along the Path of the Wind Caesar had designated.

Meanwhile, Caesar held the axe in both hands and generated the Third Form Wild Wind.

The wind emanating from Caesar’s axe deeply embedded itself in the body of a giant steel dummy.

Its side caved in like an empty can.

Thunder returning to Caesar again.

But suddenly, Thunder deviated from Caesar’s expected path and sank deep into the ground.

Bang!

The ground exploded, creating a crater.

Caesar used Noisy Silence to deflect all the flying rocks.

Caesar took off his blindfold.

“Wild Wind is really difficult.”

Wild Wind has the best destructive power among the Path of the Wind axe techniques Caesar has learned.

But the problem is that the wind spreads in all directions like a claymore, far from Caesar’s intention.

The basics of technique require being able to predict the result after the technique is performed.

But Wild Wind was so destructive that it was difficult to predict its outcome.

In short, it means it’s still immature.

“I need to practice more.”

Just then, a sharp bell sound reached Caesar’s ears.

It was Jake.

“Sir Caesar. The party is about to start.”

“Is it already that time?”

Caesar looked around.

The sun was already tilting towards the west.

Caesar roughly wiped the flowing sweat with his forearm.

“Now that it’s time for the party, I’m feeling lazy. Can’t I just not go?”

“If you don’t, Harrison might cry.”

Caesar sighed.

“There’s nothing more unpleasant than seeing a grown adult cry. Let’s go.”

***

Caesar headed to the party venue in a carriage.

Originally, it would have been proper etiquette to bring Caesar’s partner, but she said she would go ahead with her father.

‘Well, I don’t mind.’

He detests the idea of sitting in a carriage alone with an awkward woman, exchanging pleasantries.

He’d rather be cracking Mafia skulls.

Caesar got out of the carriage.

Harrison was waiting at the entrance.

“You’ve arrived?”

“How many people are coming for it to be held in such an enormous place?”

Caesar looked at the party venue building.

A stone building reminiscent of an ancient Greek temple was showing off its majestic appearance.

“This is an auction house mainly used by nobles. We’ve borrowed it from The Derby Auction Company for a while.”

“So you’re saying a ton of money was spent.”

“The nobles of Sapientia are coming. We need to match this level of class.”

“I wonder if this might end up in a deficit.”

“As long as Sir Caesar doesn’t spend too much money at the auction and gambling house, it will definitely be profitable. After all, we’re selling jewels and accessories from the demon realm, not just anything.”

All the items Caesar put up for auction were jewels and accessories.

They were all refined by vampires, and he brought only the jewels that ‘Star’ wasn’t interested in.

Among them, there’s even a ruby containing magic, so it should sell for a pretty high price.

“So what do I need to do?”

“Please greet the guests here at the front. I’ll explain the guests’ names and brief backgrounds from behind, so just give appropriate greetings.”

“Alright.”

Just then, the first guest arrived.

Harrison looked at the emblem on the carriage and spoke.

“The Lady has arrived on time. That’s fortunate.”

“Is that the Bellum Viscount family?”

“Yes, that’s right. The family with the triangular sail picture is the Bellum family.”

“Hmm.”

A few days ago, Harrison showed several lady candidates.

There were impressive candidates, but the person Caesar picked at once was none other than the woman in that carriage.

The carriage door opened, and the woman extended her hand to Caesar.

Caesar took her hand and greeted her.

“Pleased to meet you. I’m Caesar Sylvatil.”

“Pleased to meet you, Sir Caesar. I’m Gloria Bellum.”

Caesar scanned Gloria’s face.

She’s a typical Greek with blonde hair and blue eyes, but it’s not easy to find someone with features so perfectly placed.

In short, Gloria was a woman beautiful enough to make one turn around for a second look if encountered by chance.

Caesar used psychometry.

-Maria tied the corset too tight. It hurts so much every time I move.

-My heels hurt too.

-If it weren’t for seeing Sir Caesar, I would never have come.

-As expected, he does look like a proper knight.

-But do I really have to stand here and greet people?

-It seems too exhausting.

Caesar knows very well the future of Gloria, who is more interested in swords, justice, and knighthood than in men, despite her uncomfortable dress and shoes.

This woman cannot wear armor.

Her future has only two paths.

Either wearing holy robes or a shroud.

Yes.

Gloria is destined to become a saint of the Royder Order in the future.

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