I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 67

I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake.

Chapter 67

The Empire was in chaos.

[Shocking! Mermaids and demons appear at Dior Kingdom’s border!]

[The war with demons isn’t over.]

[Are Mermaids expanding frontlines with demons?]

[What happens when the demon frontline expands.]

If we were to name two people who got screwed by this incident:

First, the Emperor.

He had clearly stated that the war was over and demons had lost their power to resist, yet demons appeared at the Eileen River and robbed a ship containing treasures meant for the Emperor.

The Emperor’s authority was undermined, and he was so flustered that he couldn’t even mention how to respond to this incident for three whole days.

Next is the Dior Kingdom’s Border Defense Commander.

He fired artillery at an Imperial ship without permission from superior units.

He even sent the Silver Wave Knights across the Eileen River for operations, so it’s not just a matter of dismissal, it’s time to debate whether he deserves execution or not.

The Empire was demanding an explanation from the Dior Kingdom for this incident, and the Dior Kingdom was sweating bullets.

And if we had to pick one more person who got screwed:

That would be Caesar Silvatil.

“Sir Caesar! You violated the non-aggression treaty with the Dior Kingdom! This is a serious crime among serious crimes!”

Caesar, in handcuffs, scratched his ear.

“Ah, I told you I was under a charm spell and thought I was fighting demons.”

“Do you think that makes any sense?!”

The interrogator scattered photos in front of Caesar.

They showed completely destroyed artillery, dead soldiers, and injured knights.

“Can’t you understand even looking at these? You specifically targeted and destroyed coastal batteries! And they say you fought the Silver Wave Knights on land? That’s a judgment that couldn’t possibly come from someone who lost their mind!”

“Hey, interrogator. Have you ever been in war?”

“…What?”

“Have you been to a battlefield? Have you ever fought a succubus? Don’t you know when you’re under a succubus’ charm spell, you become so crazy you can’t even recognize your own parents?”

Caesar grabbed the interrogator’s collar.

“Gak! Gak!”

The Silver Wave Knights standing guard around raised their spears.

“Caesar! Stop!”

“I was charmed then and was too excited to know what was what. If you want to question someone, ask your Silver Wave Knights who were stabbing their own allies.”

Caesar released the interrogator and smiled at the Silver Wave Knights.

“Ah, perfect timing. Haven’t you heard from your comrades? Whether they stabbed demons or their friends? What did they say when you stabbed them?”

“You son of a bitch!”

An enraged knight threw a punch at Caesar.

Caesar dodged his punch and smoothly choked him.

“Damn it, I fought on that hellish demon realm frontline for three years, you bastards! I saw a comrade who bragged about his only daughter die from a knife in his back, and I saw a battery commander commit suicide from guilt after ordering artillery fire on allies while under a charm spell!”

Caesar’s Red Fury began to engulf the Silver Wave Knights.

“Do you know that hell? Damn it, the shock you received! That’s everyday life on the demon realm frontline! You bastards!”

Bang!

Just then, the interrogation room door opened.

There’s only one knight order on the continent that wears armor with elaborate sun patterns on the chest.

They were the Imperial Guard Knights.

The Dawn Knights’ armor.

The one standing at the front was someone Caesar knew.

It was Hudson, the Knight of Clear Skies.

“From now on, the Dawn Knights will control this situation. Release Caesar Silvatil immediately.”

The interrogator said in confusion:

“H-how dare you…! This is the Dior Kingdom!”

“According to the decree of His Majesty the righteous Emperor blessed by your goddess, Sir Caesar Silvatil is innocent. The Dior Kingdom is asked to release Caesar.”

A Silver Wave Knight said:

“This bastard killed our knights and soldiers! How is that not a crime?!”

“Didn’t Sir Caesar just say it?”

Hudson spoke while emitting intense killing intent:

“This is everyday life on the demon realm frontline.”

The interrogator glared at Hudson.

“This bastard isn’t the Empire’s criminal. He’s Dior Kingdom’s criminal. You can’t just release him because you ask!”

Hudson thrust a document into the interrogator’s chest.

“Is that so? Then look if you have eyes. Your precious king has pardoned Sir Caesar.”

“Wh-what?!”

The interrogator checked the document.

It really contained content pardoning Caesar.

“How is this…”

“Now, shall we go, Sir Caesar.”

Caesar broke the handcuffs with force.

“Thank you, Sir Hudson. How’s your jaw?”

-He definitely wasn’t charmed when we first met.

-But I don’t know how he got charmed again…

-No, maybe he wasn’t charmed at all. But right now, Caesar shouldn’t be in the Dior Kingdom.

“It’s a bit stiff but fine.”

As expected, Hudson clearly suspects Caesar’s condition.

Should have hit his head harder then to wipe his memory…

But looking at the situation, whether Caesar was charmed or not doesn’t seem very important from Hudson’s current position.

Well, that’s his personality.

Hudson is a very loyal person who knows how to set aside his emotions and suspicions for his lord’s needs and benefits.

This is why he’s called a national rice bowl. [TL/N: Just means he is that reliable]

I really want him.

How much would I need to pay for him to become my knight?

A Dawn Knight handed Caesar his axe.

“Here, take it, Sir Caesar.”

Caesar tied the axe sheath containing Thunder and Lefty to his belt.

Now I feel at ease.

“Let’s go then.”

Caesar left the interrogation room under the Dawn Knights’ escort.

***

Caesar boarded a ship and left the Kingdom of Dior for Homigraph.

Meanwhile, Caesar satisfied his hungry stomach.

“Did those Dior bastards not give you food?”

“They seemed to know very well that starving is a way to torture knights.”

“How barbaric. To not even provide food, that’s going too far.”

“Thanks to that, aren’t I eating so deliciously now? I’m trying to think of it positively.”

Caesar gulped down water and wiped his mouth.

“By the way, you came faster than expected. I thought I’d be stuck there for at least a week.”

“There was an imperial order from His Majesty to release Sir Caesar quickly.”

“Directly from His Majesty the Emperor?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

I thought they were just saying that when they released me, but it seems that wasn’t the case.

Caesar straightened his posture more formally.

Since they released him from the Kingdom of Dior, they must surely have a big request.

“Is there perhaps an order for me from His Majesty?”

“…Indeed, you’re as quick-witted as they say. That’s correct.”

Hudson took a sip of alcohol and began speaking.

“His Majesty is extremely troubled by this incident. Demons invading the sacred imperial land it’s unthinkable.”

“And Mermaids appeared as well.”

“That’s right.”

Hudson handed Caesar a golden letter.

Only the imperial family can use golden color.

“His Majesty ordered a thorough investigation into how the demons were able to appear in the Eileen River.”

Is it really just an investigation they want?

Caesar used psychometry.

-We need clear evidence to prove this incident has nothing to do with the Empire.

-The Kingdom of Dior would be best, but another party would be even better.

You see?

So they want Caesar to reveal that this incident was due to Dior’s incompetence, not the Empire’s fault.

Arrows of criticism are flying at the Emperor from all directions because of this incident.

They needed to redirect those arrows of criticism somewhere else somehow.

Now the important question is:

“Why entrust such an important mission to me?”

“If not Sir Caesar, then who?”

-Currently there’s no one as neutral as Caesar in the Empire.

-I don’t know if you’re close to Arch Duke, but at least you have no connection to the Redfield family or other noble houses.

-If you handle this well, His Majesty intends to make good use of you.

Now I understand.

Caesar is a knight, sheriff, and demon slayer who’s been making a name for himself in the Empire recently.

Moreover, he serves no one and remains neutral, so from the Emperor’s perspective, there’s no better person.

Whether he can do it or not aside, this is a mission he must accept unconditionally.

Refusing an imperial order would be suicide.

So now what should he do?

It’s lip service.

“Come to think of it, I did find it somewhat suspicious. Did they really not know anything until the Mermaids came all the way up the long Eileen River?”

Hudson’s eyes flashed at Caesar’s words.

“That’s true.”

“Logically, it seems impossible unless there was a demon faction spy in the Kingdom of Dior, don’t you think?”

“…That’s true.”

Caesar put a cigar in his mouth and winked.

“Then may I think along those lines?”

Hudson lit Caesar’s cigar.

“I can see why those close to Sir Caesar like you. You scratch the itchy spots so well.”

“I merely caught a tiny glimpse of His Majesty’s deep thoughts. You’re making me blush with such praise.”

“It’s just my feeling, but I think we’ll get along quite well for a while.”

“I feel the same.”

Hudson nodded to his subordinate, who brought a small pouch.

“This is a reward directly from His Majesty. We should have gotten you out of prison sooner, I apologize.”

“Oh my, this is too much…”

“So I’ll be counting on you.”

“Of course! Hahaha!”

My goodness, what free money, what free money.

Anyway, there’s a very easy way to find out how those guys invaded.

‘I can just ask Agatha.’

I should enter Agatha’s shared dream tonight.

***

Caesar returned home.

“Sir Caesar! Are you alright?”

As expected, Jake and Harrison, who guard my house, came running out first.

Caesar spoke while massaging his aching body.

“Being tied up in the interrogation room for so long has left every corner of my body aching.”

Harrison let out a sigh of relief.

“That’s a relief. That you’re okay.”

“Hey, I just said every corner of my body aches?”

“Considering you single-handedly destroyed half of Dior Kingdom’s coastal defense and killed 12 Silver Wave knights, isn’t this relatively fine? I was worried the Dior Kingdom might pull out all your fingers.”

“Pulling out fingers? That’s a bit harsh. Dior Kingdom also has proper laws of war and believes in the goddess. Would they torture a captured knight?”

“That’s true.”

Caesar looked around.

“By the way, where’s Gloria? I don’t see her?”

“She’s training in the backyard.”

“My my, Her master has returned and she doesn’t even show her face.”

Caesar headed to the backyard.

There, Gloria was training.

The problem was she wasn’t alone.

“Oh, Sir Caesar. Are you alright?”

“…Sir Joseph.”

Why are you here?

And why are you teaching my disciple greatsword techniques?

D-don’t tell me you’re trying to turn my disciple into a holy knight?

Gloria wiped her sweat and said.

“You’re back?”

“…Your reaction seems different from before? Why is it so dry?”

“Because I heard you were alive.”

Humph!

While saying that, Gloria swung the greatsword.

The heavy movement of the greatsword cutting through the wind looked quite impressive.

Rather, because of that, the feeling is somewhat…

It feels like being NTR’d by Joseph.

“Do you want to become a holy knight?”

Gloria irritably stabbed the greatsword into the ground.

Then she approached Caesar.

“You know, recently I think I understand how my father felt. When I used to go out every night, my father would take out alcohol from his study and drink. After waiting for you for several days, I think I understand why my father drank.”

“…Hmm. I see.”

“Of course, I know this time you were inevitably captured by the Dior Kingdom, but I feel like this won’t be the last time, and that’s what’s troubling me.”

Gloria stood like a soldier in front of Caesar.

“I was so tired and exhausted from waiting desperately every day for master’s return that I went to church. That’s when I had a chance to talk with Sir Joseph, who came to lead the service.”

“After the service, when I told Sir Joseph about my concerns, he suggested trying training to clear my head. So I learned greatsword techniques from Sir Joseph.”

Gloria’s blue eyes pierced into Caesar’s heart.

Perhaps that’s why?

He couldn’t muster the courage to use psychometry.

“Master.”

“…Yes.”

“I know I’m not even a knight yet, and I know I’m weak and will only be a burden, but…”

Gloria’s head rested on Caesar’s chest.

“It seems too hard to just endlessly wait for you like this time and last time. What should I do? You’re my master, so please teach me.”

With Gloria’s head against his chest, it felt like her worries became his worries.

Caesar didn’t know the answer because he never dreamed he would face such concerns in his life.

Did he ever even imagine having a disciple in the first place?

Gloria was like a baby swallow that suddenly flew to Caesar’s house eaves and made a nest.

She’s too fragile to fly alone yet, and even though she chirps noisily every day, he can’t chase her away.

So Gloria’s question was too difficult for Caesar, a novice master, to answer, and he couldn’t respond for a while.

“I don’t know either. I’ve never even thought about such concerns before.”

“…Is that so?”

“But I’ll always remember that you have such concerns.”

Gloria’s shoulders flinched.

“Then someday, a moment will come when we can solve this difficult problem. Does that answer your question?”

Gloria nodded slightly while keeping her head down.

“Yes. I think it does.”

Caesar patted Gloria’s head once.

Gloria didn’t reject it either.

By the way, something has been bothering me for a while.

Caesar looked at Harrison, Jake, and Joseph.

Why are those guys looking at us with such lewd expressions?

We’re in a master-disciple relationship, you know?

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