'If I weren't a hero and you weren't a demon lord, this whole thing would have been better.

Hero Ortus'

'If our first meeting was hopeless, if there was another chance, could I hope for it this time?

Demon Lord Saint Terra'

Once upon a time

In a dense forest, that place was the location of a surrounding village surrounded by mountains. River and various types of plants The forest is rich in flora and fauna. Not only that, this village was also very fertile, whatever crops it cultivated would grow prosperously, making the villagers live well, but it would be more beautiful if it didn't have demon castles and towns standing nearby.

That caused the villagers to set up a wall around the village to look out and protect against the demons that sometimes came near the village. Until one day, there was a prophecy that a brave person would be born, causing the villagers to expect a lot. That brave person will be able to ward off dangers and demons from the village.

Soon a brave boy named Ortus was born. However, Ortus was not the boy with the special powers of a mage or the superhuman powers that the villagers believed him to be. A person sent by the gods who would help the village, so the villagers helped train Ortus.

Teach him everything, including always teaching him that demons are evil. Likes to attack and eat villagers regularly. Ortus adheres to the villagers' teachings and intends to defeat the demon lord that the villagers fear in order to make everyone happy. Until one day Lydia, a village girl, goes missing and she is Ortus's neighbor.

Villagers say they saw her go outside the walls to pick flowers to make dye because her house was a shirt maker. So Ortus decided to go look for her, and soon he encountered a demon in his heart. Ortus wanted to deal with it, but when he thought about it, if he pretended to be friendly and tricked her into asking about her story. Lydia might know anything, and by then it would not be too late to take action. Even though he had been taught that demons were evil, his father and mother had always taught that using force was not always the solution because As such, Ortus is a person who tends to negotiate rather than use force to solve problems, having solved matters many times, increasing his reputation and earning more credibility as a hero. So Ortus didn't like violence and thought he'd try to compromise.

“This is the devil over there.”

“You called me?” he pointed at himself before asking.

“If I don't call you, who will I call? Damn it, you saw a young girl with short brown hair. Do you have green eyes and come out to pick flowers?”

“If you mean the girl who was looking for butterfly pea flowers to make dye and then shouted when she saw me, then I found her.”

“Where is she?”

"The Demon Lord's castle."

“What are you doing there!!!!” Ortus was quite shocked.

“I lead her there myself because butterfly pea flowers are hard to find around here, but our Demon Lord likes them very much and has many growing in the garden, so I suggested that she go there and collect them.”

“The Demon Lord's Flower won't kill her if she does that?”

“Don't worry, our Demon Lord Saint Terra is full of mercy or we wouldn't be so loyal and loving towards her.”

“This Demon Lord is so full of mercy, I can't believe it.”

“Watch your mouth, if it weren't for her, your village would have been destroyed a long time ago and would not have survived until today!!!!”

“Never mind it. I have to go and bring Lydia back. Please take me to the Demon Lord's castle.”

“Yes, there is no problem this way,” the demon said before leading the way, but along the way Ortus asked.

“By the way, what is your name?”

"Me? My name is Little."

“Little?”

“Yes, the Demon Lord gave me this name when I was born. She said that I was small and light, so she gave me this name. It's a very nice and honorable name, isn't it?”

It means small, doesn't it? Believe me, this Demon King probably isn't very good at naming names, and this demon doesn't seem to know its meaning at all.

“And what is your name?” Little asked.

"My name is Ortus."

"Ortus is a cool name. What does it mean?"

"do not know"

Soon the pair arrived at the Demon Lord's castle.

“Little, who did you bring with you?” asked one of the two giant demons guarding the door.

“His name is Ortus. I saw that you were coming to see the girl named Lydia that I brought.”

"Oh, she's in the garden. Come in," said the guard.

Letting in be so easy like this, will the protection be too lax? Little led Ortus to the garden where there were many butterfly pea flowers and the figure of Lydia putting them in a basket.

“Lydia!!!!”

“Ortus”

"What are you doing? Why did you come in here? I didn't know it was dangerous."

“Not at all, they didn't do anything to me. Moreover, the Demon Lord was very considerate. At first I was secretly afraid, but when she found out the reason I came, she didn't say anything and even said that I can pick as many butterfly pea flowers as I want. Just don't take the whole garden, even though they are the flowers she really likes.

I think if I go back, I'll make her a dress, okay? Ortus.” You're going to be friends with the Demon Lord!!!! What are you thinking?

“Lydia, after all, demons can't be trusted. You can't trust anyone so easily.”

“If they were going to hurt me, they would have done it from the beginning and wouldn't have brought me here.”

“But even so, it's dangerous. Let's go back.”

“Making a fuss in my garden like this and not even stopping by to greet the host is very rude, you know? Judging from the way you dress, you must be a brave person. What are you doing here? If the answer isn't worth listening to, I definitely won't keep it.” A sweet and resonant female voice sounded from behind Ortus a short distance away. Far away and not too close, when he turned to look, Ortus saw a woman with a beautiful appearance that he had never seen before.

The girl had eyes as red as rubies. Hair as pink as a pearl from the sea and skin as white as a pure lily. If you didn't include the black horns on your head that were the color of the night sky, no one would believe you if you told them you were a demon lord.

“Lord Demon Lord,” Lydia called out, causing Ortus to regain his senses.

“You are the Demon Lord.”

“Well, I am the devil lord of this castle. Who exactly is this brave person who has come here?”

“I'm just coming to take Lydia back,” Ortus said, still thinking that if the Demon Lord wouldn't let him back, he definitely wouldn't hesitate to fight.

"You've already met, haven't you? Then go back and don't bother us too much."

“What, are you going to let us go?”

“Of course. Why do you think I won't let you back easily? I don't like chaos,” Saint Terra said before walking back out of the garden.

“Wait!!!!” Ortus called.

“What's wrong?”

“What is your name?” Ortus asked, even though he already knew, but asked so he could introduce himself.

“My name is Saint Terra.”

“My name is Ortus. As for Lydia, we live in the village next to this.”

“So is it something I should be interested in?”

“I just want to tell you, would you please stop bothering the village?”

“Huh? It's annoying. Those are the words I should have said to you humans.” Decentra said angrily.

Ortus doesn't understand and takes Lydia back to the village, where everyone is overjoyed at the couple's safe return. They ask about the incident, but Ortus chooses to lie about his discovery. Lydia on the way out because if they told the truth, whether or not they would be charged with conspiring with the demons, as long as they didn't know what the Demon Lord was like and what his words meant, he would delay his time. Keep dealing with the demons first. Ortus thought about the demons' expressions and the Demon Lord's words and did not know if what he had been taught and upheld was correct or not. The next day, Ortus decided to go to the squad leader. Ban and mentioned that he would try to negotiate with the demons. Of course, the villagers and the village chief disagreed, but Ortus tried to negotiate and gave a good reason for partnering with the demons and providing safety. In their lives, they agreed and allowed them to talk to the demons. Of course, Ortus himself promised that if any demons or Demon Lords acted suspiciously or did anything bad, he would immediately deal with them.

“Are you here again? Is something coming to kill me?” Decentra said as soon as she saw him.

“Step aside, you daredevil dares to trick me into bringing you to the Demon Lord. If you are going to do anything, Lord Demon Lord, go over to my corpse first.” Little who was with him said, which Ortus couldn't understand when he had tricked him when he didn't say a word. The party didn't ask him himself.

“When did I trick you and you didn't even ask me? Please take it easy. I didn't come to kill anyone. I just wanted to negotiate a peace with you.”

"I don't know what kind of peace talks I've made. I've never even gone near the village. It's you who's messing with us," Little said.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we never caused any trouble like Little said. It was only you who drove us away or attacked us first,” Decentra said.

"what"

“Just like I said. We never go outside the territory, only humans like you like to barge in and not speak. He didn't ask any questions and went straight to attacking. The Demon Lord not only didn't respond but also tried not to allow us to get close to the village so he wouldn't be attacked again. Even though we really came first, you guys have come back to take our place and are even going to drive us out again,” Little said.

“Does that mean your Demon Lord Castle existed before the village was founded?”

“Like Little said, we were here before, so now that we understand, let's go and tell you not to bother us again, of course including you,” Decentra said despite her threats. But Ortus didn't feel that she looked scary at all, more like a small kitten threatening.

“I will try to negotiate and come back tomorrow.”

“Huh!!!! Did you listen to what I said? If you dare to come again one day, you will definitely be killed.”

After that day, Ortus often came to the Demon Lord's castle. Even though Saint Tera often complained about how many times he had to be told that if he came here he would be killed, he didn't listen. After all, he was a brave man. He had been practicing swordsmanship since childhood, so he must have been very good at it. At first, the demons were suspicious of him, especially Little, who had been openly hostile towards him, but lately he had become more kind to him.

“See, I told you she wasn't a bad person,” Lydia said when Ortus came to visit to get some custom-made cloth.

“It's true, once we got to know each other, I realized that she was a really nice person,” Ortas said.

“What, Hero Ortus is interested in women as well? Even Lord Bryony, the most beautiful woman in your village, hasn't turned her attention to the Demon Lord yet,” Lydia teased.

"No, I just think she's not that bad."

“So, is there something else going on at the Demon Lord's castle?”

“There are many things. I just found out why the demon Little is so named because he looks younger and smaller than the others. But that guy respects the Demon Lord very much and the Demon Lord takes care of him. Just like a younger brother."

“Little brother, you're kind of my favorite,” Lydia said before placing the clothes in front of Ortus.

“Thank you, Lydia.”

“And today you are going to the castle again?”

“Um, but I'm going to stop by and get the desserts I ordered first.”

“Sweets?”

“Hmm, it seems like she really likes sweets. Last time I brought her some sweets. She looked so excited that she ended up giving it all to the demon servants in the castle until she couldn't eat it herself, but Little said that she did this because she was embarrassed to say that she liked sweets. ”

“What is there like this?”

“So I think if you want to give her dessert, you should either give her a lot or set it aside.”

“Ortus, if you want to go, take this with you,” Lydia said, taking out a bundle of cloth that contained a blue robe embroidered with a beautiful pattern.

“What?”

“The reward she gave me was to collect butterfly pea flowers. So I took the rest and dyed it to make her a dress and embroidered it beautifully. Since you are going to the castle, please give it to her.”

“Alright, I understand. I'll give it to you,” Ortus said before covering himself with the cloth and heading towards the sweet shop. Not long after Ortus arrived at the Demon Lord's castle.

“Here you are again, how many times do I have to warn you that you will one day be killed when you come here?”

“People who would do that wouldn't warn the people they were going to kill, and you're such a heartless person that you would kill the person who had come all the way in order to bring you sweets?” Said as he put down two boxes of sweets.

“Why are there two boxes?”

“Give your servant one box and another box of yours. That's it. You can eat the snacks. You don't have to share it all with your servants and didn't eat it last time. Little said that you really like them a lot, but not being able to eat even one like this is sad.”

“Whoever said I liked each other was just so suspicious that I didn't want to touch them, so I had my servants test the poison.” Decent Tera shouted.

“Then let me prove it to you.” Ortus opened the Decentra box and it was a cookie inside.

"Which one do you choose? I'll eat the one you choose," Ortus said.

“This is the third one.” Decentra didn't want to do it, but she forced herself to say it because she was afraid of losing her cool. Pointing to a chocolate-colored cookie, Ortus took out the third one first. eat and swallow

“How is it?”

"Looks like it really isn't poisonous."

“Is this so suspicious?”

“How many people do you think came here claiming to be friendly but actually wanted to get rid of me?” Decentra asked.

“Sorry about that.”

"It's not your fault. Why are you apologizing?"

"Anyway, I'm a human representative. I'm sorry."

“Never mind that, but what is that other piece of cloth?”

“Oh, the robe Lydia made for me looked like it might suit you. Why don't you try it on? She said she wanted to repay you for asking her to pick butterfly pea flowers to make dye for you,” Ortus said as he unfolded the cloth. Honestly, he thought that if this outfit was good, Saint Terra would wear it well, and it would be very beautiful. Thinking of this, his face became hot, so he shook his head to dispel his thoughts a little. Decentra was so focused on the outfit that he didn't pay attention to Ortus and didn't see this reaction from him. However, she seemed to really like it because its color was like her favorite flower.

“The color is beautiful. Next time, I'll try it on. Thank you. What a pity, I have nothing to give.”

“No need to, she already told me that she would give back for the butterfly pea flowers.”

"That's a small matter. The things she gave me seem very valuable. Let's just say that later on I'll find something else to give in return."

“But if you received something from a demon, I think the people in the village would be very suspicious.”

“That's true.”

“No, so you don't have to do it. Let's just eat the cookies instead of leaving them out or they won't get crispy first.”

“True, but without tea it would be really bad. There should be some tea in the kitchen. I'll come over so I can give the others some cookies as well,” Decentra said before closing her box of cookies and grabbing another one before walking into the kitchen.

When we arrived, we heard the servants talking.

"Be careful, the fire is too strong, it won't be good."

“Is that burnt already?”

“But the Demon Lord said this level of cooking is good.”

"What's good? It's about to burn."

“The inside is cooked. You can't see any red meat. They call it Weldon cooked.”

“Excuse me, everyone, please help prepare the tea…” Saint Terra couldn't finish speaking when one of his attendants rushed over and blocked him.

“Lord Saint Terra, please don't come in yet,” the largest demon servant there said, blocking her so that they could barely see the situation in the kitchen.

“Lord Saint Tera is here?”

"I'm cooking right now. Please leave."

“Hurry and bring water. Hurry and put out the fire."

"Oh!!!! That's enough. I'm not afraid of fire that much. If it doesn't spread, I won't be afraid!!!!" Saint Tera shouted. Will these people be too worried about her?

“Are you afraid of fire?” Ortus asked.

"Not to the point of being afraid. In the past I got burned a bit so I wasn't comfortable with it, but it wasn't to the point where I couldn't see it," Decentra said.

"but..."

“That's enough. Don't let my problem affect your work. I know that the people here who have done this for me will never be forgotten, so I don't want any of you to suffer because of me. That's right, I brought some cookies to share. ”

“Thank you very much.”

“It's okay. By the way, can I have some tea, please, please give me two glasses?" Decentra said before placing the cookies on the table. Give me two glasses, I know who I'm going to drink with.

“Alright, I'll give it to you,” Little offered. But because of the heavy tray and tea set, he almost fell. But Little's nearby subordinates helped him to steady him, causing the glass and water set to fall. The tea didn't fall and hit the ground until it broke.

"Be careful, little one. Go rest and I'll give it to you."

“It's okay, I can take it.”

“Almost broke the tea set. You don't have to try to stay by the Demon Lord's side all the time. You can just let us help you,” the subordinate said.

“Is the agreement finished yet?” Decentra asked.

"Yes, Demon Lord, we're done. I'll bring you the tea now," the subordinate said.

In the end, the two of them came to drink tea in the Demon Lord's room.

"I didn't know you were afraid of fire."

"I'm telling you, it's not to the point of being afraid. I've only been scalded before. I'm still feeling a bit tense, but not to the point where I can't see. Besides, the scald wound has already healed."

“Then why did you get burned?”

“It was just an accident. I was going to read a document at the library but dropped the lamp and hit the floor, causing it to burn. When I tried to take the document out, I got a little scalded. But Mother gave me some good medicine. I just applied it a few times and it was gone,” Decentra said.

“So?”

“Earlier, you said that I don't trust people easily, but you trust people easily. Drink tea without thinking about anything. I might even order my attendants to poison your tea.”

“Even though I saw it from the moment the tea was made until it was brought here.”

“You might not have seen it, missed it for a fraction of a second, something like that.”

“To be honest, if you were going to kill me, you would have done it earlier, not waiting until today.”

“That's true.”

“Let's just say it's hot these days, right?”

“It's almost summer. This year should be hotter than every year,” Decentra said.

“How do you know?”

“Premonition is one of the devil lord's special abilities, but it's just the weather. It can't warn us about anything else. If possible, you'd better warn the people in the village. Otherwise, there will definitely be a drought. ”

“If they would listen,” the hero said, because no one would definitely listen, especially from the mouth of the Demon Lord. So let's just say that he was warning as much as he knew. However, Ortus felt that it was good. She is quite clever because the method of preserving water for use during the dry season is quite useful. He prepared from last year's rainy season and spring throughout the year to prepare for the dry season. This was probably the reason why the demons never had a shortage of water.

However, there are only a few weeks left until the dry season, but the doctor previously predicted that it would rain for 3 days. Ortus thought it was enough to store water and would try to follow Decentra's advice. If he managed the water well, he should be able to get through the dry season without much difficulty. But even though He told the villagers that they would not believe him and would not follow his advice. Only Lydia and Ortus believed him and followed his advice.

When the dry season arrived, it became clear that the methods used by the villagers and those used by Ortus and Lydia were different. Both methods were effective. Not only did they have water to use, but they also used them for farming. The pair thought that they would be able to get through the summer without too much difficulty, but when things like this happened, the villagers began to become dissatisfied. After all, this method came from the mouth of the Demon Lord Saint Tera. Over a long period of time, it was not possible. Satisfaction turned to belief as everyone believed that Ortus and Lydia were either the Demon Lord or under a spell.

At first there were half believers and half believers, but eventually they began to believe so much that almost the entire village except for the two families ended up blaming the drought on the Demon Lord and his demon servants. Ortus came forward and tried to say that if it wasn't Saint Tera who was the cause, why would she tell her how to fix it? But everyone didn't believe it. Moreover, the Demon Territory was fertile, with water available for use throughout the season. In the end, the villagers decided that they would drive out the demons completely. If a hero like Ortus wouldn't do it, they would do it themselves.

Ortus didn't want to do it but he tried to stop him but in the end it didn't work. The village captured him and Lydia imprisoned him. Ortus doesn't know how to stop this from happening, but Lydia comes up with an idea so she unties Ortus so he can go help Saint Terra. Ortus hurriedly untied Lydia before rushing off to help Saint Thera. People in the village had begun to return, but he had no time to pay attention, but when he arrived he found that there was a lot of smoke. Ortus I am very shocked. People in the village set fire to the Demon Lord's castle. This is a very serious sin. I don't know how many lifetimes of death it will take to pay for it all. Ortus looked around, trying to find the Demon Lord's body, but couldn't find her until he heard a familiar voice. When he looked, he saw Little's body being held by several friends. Tle made a gesture as if he was about to enter the blazing fire.

"You can't go, Little. The fire spreads that much and you'll die."

“But the Demon Lord is still in there. She's also afraid of fire, don't you remember? I have to go help her.”

“No, the fire has spread like this and one person will die. You can't help the Demon Lord. Go in and you'll die anyway."

“If you die, the person who will be most saddened is the Demon Lord. Now she might be able to find a way out.”

“Look, around here Simario, hasn't anyone seen the Demon Lord?” Little said to the captive demon.

“I love the Demon Lord just as much as you, but if you go in and help, have you forgotten that you are the smallest among us? "Zo, come help me and hold Little," Mario said before calling his larger friend to come hold Little.

“What will you do?”

“I'll have the Zeo come and arrest you. I'll go help the Demon Lord myself."

“Mario, aren't you afraid of dying?” the CEO who came to hold Little instead asked.

“I'm afraid, but what would we have done? If it weren't for Lord St. Terra, by now we'd probably be wandering around somewhere, not being here today. If this can repay the Demon Lord and satisfy you, then I will take the risk,” Mario said.

“What did you guys say just now? Has Saint Terra not come out yet?” Ortus asked impatiently, coming towards him.

“Ortus, Ortus, please help the Demon Lord. You are a hero. A hero's duty is to help people, right? Please help Saint Terra. Please help her. She's still inside. Please help her.” Little slipped out of Zeo's grip and rushed over to grab Ortus' legs. Begging for help from Saint Terra.

Ortus held out Little's hand before speaking.

“Help, I came to help this lady. You all wait here,” Ortus said before jumping into the fire. Ortus went straight into the Demon Lord's room. The closed knob was very hot, but luckily he had gloves on so he didn't have any problems. Ortus tried to use some force before opening it, which was fortunate. Good thing Saint Tera wasn't dead. She hid in the corner of the room, but now she was starting to choke on the smoke.

Ortus hurried over to her and picked up a handkerchief to cover her nose. She was a little shocked to see Ortus, but Ortus didn't have time to pay attention and took out his own cloak. She was covered and rushed out, but the fire spread quickly and the ceiling collapsed, blocking the exit. Ortus tried to find a way out, but there was no other way out. The window itself was hit by the ceiling and the floor collapsed down to the ground floor, creating a hole so large that even if he was a hero, he couldn't jump across. who have more skills and physical fitness than the average person, but it is not impossible to bypass

Decentera choked on more smoke than before. Ortus began to worry, he looked left and right to find a way to escape. At least if he was going to die, it would be better if St. Thera survived. At that moment, Ortus noticed the bathroom and he hurriedly took St. Tera went to the bathroom. It was good that there was a bucket of water even though he couldn't carry it. But at least it would have been good if St. Tera could survive. Ortus took out his own cloak and soaked it in water until it was completely drenched before covering D'Sentera's body as before. Not enough, he also scooped up water and poured it on D'Sentera's body until it was almost empty.

“What are you doing? You have to leave so quickly. Why did you come help me? If this happens, you will be burned as well.”

“Did you know that a hero's duty is to protect others, which of course includes you?” Ortus said with a smile. Even in this situation, he still smiled. He didn't want the people in front of him to worry.

“Why don't you just leave me? I didn't ask for your help,” Saint Terra said, but she started to cry and Ortus knew he was worried. He smiled slightly.

“I'm glad you're worried about me, Saint Terra.”

“You, my friend, are the first human to come and talk to me. You are a good-natured and friendly person, and you are also a brave person. If you were still alive, you would probably be able to do more good and help more people, but why risk your life to help me like this?”

“I'm sorry, Saint Terra, but even though you say you don't want to, this is the first time I've done anything of my own accord. Normal people want to protect the people they like, right?” Ortus said.

“What does the person you like say in this situation?”

“I'm sorry, I meant to tell you in a better atmosphere, but if I don't say it now, I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to say it again,” Ortus said before starting to choke on the smoke coming in through the bathroom door.

“Ortus, hurry and take back the veil.”

“No, I want you to wear it. Cover your mouth and nose or you'll choke on too much smoke,” Ortus said, fastening the cloak to Decentera's body.

“But if I'm going to be the cause of your death, I don't want it either.” Saint Tera cried. Now she couldn't do anything but cry out. Why did Ortus have to go through this? It should be just her. If they weren't related in the first place, it would really be better.

“That's why I want you to make one promise. If I don't survive, please take my life instead.”

"No, Ortus."

“Please, Saint Terra, I have never asked you for anything before, but this time, please do what I ask for once. Please. Can you obey me for once?”

“I will definitely not forgive you if you die,” Saint Terra said, crying.

“Don't worry, I'll definitely come back to you one day, so just wait until that day comes,” Ortus said.

“No, if that's the case, then you won't be able to remember anything about me, just like that…”

“I'm sure I'll remember. I made a promise. There's one thing I want to ask, Saint Terra. Do you like me? Not as friends, but as lovers.”

"ask what..."

“Please answer me.”

“.....Like, I really like you. You are one of the most important people to me, just as important as my own life,” Saint Terra said as Ortus pulled her into a tight hug before speaking.

“Thank you for saying this,” Ortus said as he hugged Decentra to his chest before speaking the final words before the rubble came crashing down. “Perhaps if I weren't a hero and you weren't, Demon Lord, the whole thing would have been better.”

Those were the last words Saint Terra heard before everything went dark.

Crack!!!!

Half!!!!

Decentera couldn't remember when she fell unconscious or how long she had been asleep, but she heard something outside but the surroundings were completely dark. Where exactly was she now? She couldn't hear the sound of the flames. The fire looks like it will be extinguished.

trap!!!!

The debris was lifted off by a tall demon who upon finding her body spoke out.

“The Demon Lord is here,” the demon said before the demons rushed over to help her, partly moving the rubble and another helping to lift her body out.

“Devil Lord, are you safe?”

“Is the Demon Lord conscious?”

“The Demon Lord is injured.”

“Someone please go get some wound care equipment. Does anyone have any?”

"I'll help you now."

“Just a lot.” Decentra coughed a little from choking on the smoke.

“Good Lord Saint Terra. You are safe, I thought you were burned to death.” Little rushed over and hugged Saint Terra's body.

"Little Demon Lord, he's injured. He needs to dress his wound first. Does anyone have a handkerchief or something?" Mario asked.

“Fire? Cloth? Really?” Decentra tightened Ortus's cloak on her body before speaking. She was still a little dazed but was now conscious.

“How did this happen?” Saint Terra asked softly.

“I have some cloth, but it's small.”

“That's it, it's good to soak it in water and clean it first. Some of you went to look for herbs in the forest.” No one seemed to care about her question.

“I ask, how did this happen!!!!!!” D. Saint Terra asked loudly, causing everyone to flinch. His murderous intent radiated out to the point that even Little was afraid.

“Lord Saint Terra, calm down. We don't know either. We only knew when the fire started. It could be because the torch was not fully extinguished or the torch might have fallen from its holder,” Mario said.

“Yes, right now I'm investigating you, please calm down,” the CEO said.

“If it was just an accident, then why didn't the security guard warn us from the beginning and let it spread like this?”

“Lord Saint Terra, I found the bodies of the guards.”

"Where"

“That way, Good Saint Terra, but they were not burned to death, but were killed by the heroes' weapons,” said the demon.

“Devil Lord, this must have been a misunderstanding. Ortus wouldn't do this, otherwise why would he risk his life to help you?” Little made an excuse, which everyone agreed with.

“It's okay, Little. I know Ortus won't do it, but maybe someone will use the Hero's Sword to kill these people,” Decentra said with a slight smile, but Little felt the smile. The other party's appearance was truly eerie, unlike the good old Demon Lord he knew.

“Three guards were killed by sharp objects at the same time. It's no coincidence.”

“I found traces of oil.”

"It's no wonder it spread so quickly because it was set on fire."

“It seems that my actions will have a big impact. I apologize to everyone,” said Decentra.

“Good Lord Saint Terra, it is not your fault at all.”

“Yes, it is their fault.”

“He gave us a place to live, food, clothing, and work, so we didn't have to wander to other places. Without you, we don't know what our fate would have been like.”

“He taught us about different ways of life. It keeps us alive until today. He is like our benefactor and teacher.”

“Without you, we don't know what life will be like.”

“Your merit, our entire nation, probably won't even be exhausted.”

However, the words of the subordinates did not calm Decentra's mind. Her mind was full of thoughts of killing.

'Kill!!!! Since those people really want me to be an evil Demon Lord, then I will act like a Demon Lord. Blood must be washed away with blood'

“Little, how many of our people are left?”

"Uh... there are still a lot of them because many people were able to escape."

“Probably over half a hundred thousand,” Mario said.

“Why, Demon Lord?” Zeo asked.

"Leon," D'Saintera turned to his secretary.

“Yes, Demon Lord.”

“Relay my orders and order all the demons who are still alive to gather together. Anyone who still has strength and movement can follow me. As for the injured, stay here and heal. I'll be right back.”

“Where are you going?”

“Go take revenge. Will you all go with me?”

'They dared to burn my castle down, causing many of my people to die, and even come and kill my Ortus. I will make them pay for what they did to me and him,' St. Terra thought.

“Of course, Demon Lord, we are ready to follow you.”

“We will always follow and be loyal to you.”

“Isn't that what we're here for?”

“For our Demon Lord. For the good Saint Terra.”

"For Lord Demon"

“For the good Saint Terra.”

“We will always follow you.”

“We will follow you for the rest of our lives.”

“We will always obey your orders.”

“Good!!!!Then let's go. Whenever you encounter humans, kill them all, don't let anyone remain,” Decentra said before donning Ortus's cloak and marching out to lead the Demon Lord's army.

Decentra had the big demons be the vanguard before attacking and destroying the village wall. Soon the village wall was destroyed and the demon army attacked from all sides and slaughtered entire villages, including children. Women or even old people are no exception. This is a war without mercy. When there are no heroes, the villagers are just ordinary people who don't have much ability. She will make them feel sorry for hurting the heroes and also get revenge. Kill 2 birds with one stone. In the past, she had always given in because she thought that violence should not be responded to with violence, but with some people it took an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth to be worth it. In less than half a day, the village that was once full of humans was gone. It was covered in blood and human corpses.

“Have you taken care of them all yet? Can anyone survive?” Decentra asked Leon.

“Dear Demon Lord, no human beings have survived. Due to the onslaught from all directions, no one has been able to escape.”

“There were some houses that had basements, but we raided them and killed everyone underneath.”

“Good, some of these people can eat it. Some are kept as supplies for later,” Decentra said.

“Lord Demon Lord, the cloak and that scrap of cloth,” Leon asked, referring to Ortus's cloak and the scrap of cloth Lydia had made for her that he had picked up when she left the ruins. It looked like it was still burning. Not all gone

"Oh, it's important. The cloak helped me survive. This piece of cloth is the item from my favorite outfit," Decentra said.

“Lord Demon Lord!!!!” One of the demon figures said.

“What's wrong, Rena?”

“Please go talk to Mr. Little. He only protected the human girl who was locked up and refused to go out. We don't dare harm him, but he is disobeying your orders.”

“Take me,” Saint Terra said. She was surprised that Little would disobey her orders because he normally would never do such a thing. There must be something wrong with him.

“Yes, this way.”

Decentra arrived in a room where Little's figure stood blocking the other demons as the surrounding demons tried to persuade him to back off. No one dared touch him because everyone knew that Little is the Demon Lord's favorite person.

“Little-sama, please step back. If we spare her life, we are disobeying the orders of Lord St. Terra,” said one female demon.

"Step back, Little. What's wrong with you? You don't normally do this."

“No, if you kill her, the Demon Lord will definitely regret it.”

“What do I regret?” Decentra asked, causing everyone to be shocked. Everyone called out to her softly before the demons cleared the way for her to see the situation inside.

“Devil Lord Little refused to kill that woman, so I don't understand why,” one subordinate said.

“Little, step back and let me see her face clearly,” said D. Saint Terra. So Little backed up a little, but not too far away, allowing him to see the girl's body clearly with both eyes.

“Lord Demon Lord,” Lydia called out to her, causing the Demon Lord to immediately understand why Little had agreed to disobey her orders.

“It's her.”

“Lord Demon Lord, do you know her?”

“The face looks familiar....I already remember the person you allowed to go pick butterfly pea flowers in the castle.”

“Her name is Lydia and she is the same person who made my favorite dress,” Decentra said, holding up a scrap of cloth in her hand.

“What happened to Ortus's cloak?” Lydia asked when she saw Ortus's cloak.

“Let's spend one of her lives.” D. Saint Terra didn't answer, but turned and walked away.

“Are you going to leave her like this?” Leon asked.

“Her family is no longer here. Wouldn't the Demon Lord give her death as a better option?”

“Little” De Saint Terra called Little.

"yes?"

“Since you decided to spare her life, from now on she will be under your care. Until the end of life All of you must not kill her, do you understand?”

“Acknowledged, Demon Lord,” several demons said.

“Is it good for the Demon Lord to leave it like this?” Leon said.

“Whatever, Lydia is human and can't live more than 100 years. Anyway, the castle has burnt down and there is no place for us to live anymore, so let's just take this village as our base first.” Saint Tera said before walking towards the Demon Lord's castle. It was a surprise to Leon and her demon minions as to where she was going.

“Where is the Demon Lord going?” asked one of the demons.

“Go do what you need to do. You all are waiting here,” Saint Terra said before walking away. She went straight to the Demon Lord's castle that was burning.

Where she came out, she looked at the ruins. Beside where she came out, there was a body that had burned to the point of no trace of its original remains. Decentera used her own strength to slowly lift the rubble and pull out Ortus' body. She decided to bury the other person herself before taking a stone and using her special power to carve her name into it. After the burial was complete, she stood up and slowly removed the ruins because Ortus was not the only one. But her demon subordinates also died. It wouldn't be good for those people to continue living under the ruins like this. More than 10 shadows fell over the body of Decentra who was sitting dismantling the ruins of the castle to remove the demon's body, so she spoke out.

"You're not planning to listen to orders, are you?" she said without looking.

“I guess you wouldn't just leave our friends in the ruins quietly without doing anything.”

“Lord Demon Lord, you alone cannot bury them all.”

"You can rely on us sometimes. After all, we are your subordinates."

“Who said you aren't subordinates and aren't friends? You are family,” Saint Terra said as he turned around, causing everyone to smile. How could he not be respected and loved by people like this?

After that, the demons helped dismantle the ruins and helped bury all the demon subordinates there. Of course, all the gravestones were made as well before returning to the village.

Saint Terra teaches the demons about the alphabet. Human way of life, body transformation magic, secrecy. Surviving and blending in with humans so as not to encounter conflict with them again. It took a year until finally, even Little herself was able to master the skills she had taught her. However, not long after that, Saint Terra disappeared, leaving behind a letter and final orders that all demons should have... Life and walk along the path that you choose. It's time to choose your own path. Stop clinging and listen to her orders.

There's no need to search for her because she doesn't intend to come back again. Seeing the Demon Lord's message and orders, the demons gradually dispersed and left, some staying in small groups. Some people go to live alone. Some people lived in pairs, mixing with other people or things. In a short time, stories of villages being attacked by demons and beliefs about demons gradually disappeared with time.

More than 100 years later

Decentra was sitting in front of a dessert shop eating cookies with a glass of tea next to her. Decent Terra felt a bit irresponsible as a Demon Lord. Even though she had taught her everything she knew, she didn't know how far they would go. Even though they were family, she wanted They had some freedom in their choices. She knew that they were very attached to her and obeyed her, but one day she would have to leave anyway. Even though demons have a longer lifespan than humans, they are not immortal. It's the same if you leave then or when.

However, the first thing she did after coming out was to go to a witch she had befriended and keep in touch with. She asked the witch to teach her some magic, promising that she would not misuse it and would use it. Only for self-defense Even though it was said like that, in the past 100 years, Saint Terra had never once used magic. She knew how to blend in with humans.

She works here and there and moves frequently, but who cares? People have many reasons for moving or dying, such as moving with their parents. Move to a bigger city Moved to get treatment for chronic disease Move to study Move to settle in a new place. Moved because of work There were a lot of things like moving to start a family, no one cared about it. However, she was worried about the other demons, so she secretly stopped by to see and visit them, both consciously and unconsciously.

Saint Terra had recently attended Lydia's funeral. Little took care of her well as she had told her and he looked very happy to see her, but who would have thought that Little would be complacent? The plan was to bring all of the demon subordinates to her like this. Even though she had prepared herself to be hated by them, on the contrary, no one was angry at her at all. There were some who were upset that she didn't bring them along to follow her. How could they do it? But she wanted to be quiet and alone, and she needed time to come to terms with Ortus.

Demons who are separated along life paths have different lifestyles, some of them even have heirs and have created families. Some of them were single, some of them were looking for work, some of them lived next to their demon friends, but what everyone had was that they blended in well with human society, which was a matter of great satisfaction to her. But for many years, Little La seems to have gotten a lot more cunning from tricking her into meeting everyone like this. Sometimes she wonders if she raised Little in the wrong way.

However, Saint Terra herself does not want anyone to serve her. Being alone is more comfortable than ever. In a world where beliefs about demons and magic are now disappearing, it is not difficult for other races to hide in this world.

The timing was perfect, Saint Terra was enjoying dessert and tea when she encountered the figure of someone which made her stop.

Ortus's clothes are different because they change with the times, but this look and hairstyle are definitely something she will never forget. Decentra almost stood up and called out, but she fell silent. It would be better if they were just people who didn't know each other like this. However, the reborn Ortus didn't remember her anymore, or even if he did, nothing would change anyway.

Even if she promises to come back, what if she starts a relationship with him again? The other party might meet the same terrible fate again. Even if she wasn't a demon lord and didn't have a hero, she knew that in the end she wasn't an ordinary human. Ortus would one day have to die before her. In the end, Yudi was no different as she had to face despair and regret once again. This is good, being people who don't know each other is the best for both you and him.

Saint Tera prayed that the other party would quickly walk past her. She wouldn't say hello even though it was only a split second that they had passed each other, but Decentra felt that it had been longer than expected. When the other person walked past, she let out a sigh of relief, glad that the other person didn't recognize her. But her relief was short-lived as Ortus subconsciously circled behind her and hugged her from behind.

“You've caught it, Saint Terra,” Ortus said in a short sentence, but it brought tears to her eyes.

Ortus still remembers her and he returns to her as he promised. A small hope rose in Decentra's heart.

If meeting in the first life could not lead to marriage

If the first time they met they couldn't live together.

If meeting in the first place was something that shouldn't have happened

If we hadn't met in the beginning it would have been better.

If the first time we met was hopeless

If at that time the results were not as good as hoped

And if I had another chance, would I give it a try?

This time, can you hope for it?

finish.