Realist Demon King – 50

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As long as he remained here, things should continue to run smoothly.

The problem was what general I should take with me…

 

As I pondered this, the door opened with a loud bang.

 

“Demon King. I have heard the whole thing!”

 

Said the Saint with gold hair.

She wore a white coat and was full of excitement.

Like a girl before a picnic.

 

“To be very blunt, I would be of no use if left here. You must take me.”

 

It was not only blunt, but rather true.

Jeanne was worse than even Hijikata as an administrator.

She wasn’t quite as sharp as him.

 

In that case, it did seem right to leave him here and take her with me. However, Hijikata was not pleased when I told this to him.

 

Hijikata was being entertained by dancers at the brothel when he heard the news about the dungeon. He immediately came to my office and asked me to take him as well.

 

I wondered why he couldn’t just stay and play in his little brothel, but I wouldn’t voice that question. I asked him why he wanted to go.

 

“I never liked holding the fort. Not even as a child. Besides, I have an interest in these ‘dungeons.’”

 

I understood what he meant. It was a roundabout way of saying that he was bored.

 

He thought it would be more entertaining to cut down monsters in a dungeon than to stay in the castle and train goblins and orcs.

 

He was troublesome in a very different way to Jeanne.

I tried to persuade him, but he only shook his head firmly.

 

“I do not care to be left behind every time. It is hardly fair. You only take Jeanne with you.”

 

“It’s proof that I trust you.”

 

“But put yourself in my shoes. This time, I must insist. She will stay. If you have to take Jeanne, I want a good reason for it.”

 

He then basely suggested that I only wanted to take the Saint because of what she could offer at night.

 

“If that were the case, I cannot force you.”

 

He laughed.

Of course, it was not the case at all.

 

And he knew it. Still, he could not fathom why I would make this decision otherwise.

 

As I thought of what to say in reply, someone entered, making the situation much worse.

It was Jeanne.

 

“Hijikata is a low-bred pig. The Demon King and I are in no such relationship. However, who knows what will happen in several weeks.”

 

It was a little confusing. Was she angry? 

 

“Hijikata, I have thought of an idea. We shall determine here and now which of us is the strongest warrior in the Ashtaroth Army. And the stronger one will accompany the Demon King. It makes perfect sense.”

 

“I never thought I would hear the word ‘sense’ come from your little mouth. But, very well. I was just thinking about how I would like to cross swords with you.”

 

And that was how it was decided. They would fight over the right to accompany me.

Damn it, could they not behave?

But at the same time, it was quite interesting.

 

Toshizou Hijikata, Vice-captain of the Shinsengumi.

Jeanne d’Arc, the Maid of Orleans.

 

Which one of these two Heroes was stronger?

Because of my great interest in the result, I allowed them to fight.

 

And so I gave Eve the order.

“As you wish.”

She said with a bow. And she began to prepare the arena for the fight.

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