Isekai Maou to Shoukan Shoujo Dorei Majutsu Volume 7 – Epilogue

Part 1

A great number of Elves returned to the plaza where the fumes of battle had yet to vanish.

In front of Diablo, Durango had gotten down on one knee.

He had put down his sword.

「I would like to ask for forgiveness for my many impolite acts towards you.」

It seemed that his opinion had changed due to the difference in ability that was shown right before his eyes. There was no longer any reason to quarrel with him, but reconciling with him immediately would make him too good of a person and wasn’t very Demon King-like.

「Hmph……What’s wrong? Are we not going to continue the matter from earlier?」

「Surely you jest. There is no way someone like me would be a match for you. Rather, Diablo-sama, you were worrying yourself over how to not injure us……I have come to realize that.」

「Uu, no.」

He thought about denying that, but after having shown that grand of a fight, it was clear that he was holding back at the beginning.

Shera stood next to him, and expressed a smile.

She would normally be hugging him, but right now, she was hugging Rafleisha’s arm.

Rafleisha was making a long face. She probably had a sense of self-reproach for having caused this situation due to being manipulated by Demon King Cardia.

Certainly, she might have part of the responsibility for it.

However, with Shera showing a friendly attitude with her, there was no one that would criticize her. Her being company to Diablo who had resolved the situation might have also been a reason.

Rem was supporting Rose.

「……Please do not collapse here. I will be crushed.」

「It is strange but, right now, I very much feel like I am going to collapse.」

「……Stop that.」

In just their words alone, they had returned to their usual style.

However, Rose had lost her right arm up to her shoulder. It seemed that it could not be fixed with potions or Healing Miracles.

Rose had high performance, but being unable to be fixed with normal methods was a trait of hers. There was a need to deal with this somehow.

Shera turned towards the Elves and made a triumphant look.

「Diablo is amazing, isn’t he!」

Being formally praised like that, he was embarrassed.

There was no one that denied it.

Durango nodded.

「Princess Shera’s discerning eye, it fills me with awe. If it was just us alone, I am sure we would have not been able to defeat the Demonic Beings from earlier.」

──One of them got away though.

That is what he thought, but decided to not say it out loud. There was no need to expressly throw cold water on the victorious mood.

The Elves spared him no praise.

Standing up, Durango climbed the partially destroyed altar.

「Everyone, please listen to me! A never before seen crisis is approaching the Races. Not to only the Humans, nor to only the Elves, it is to all of the Races. Those Demonic Beings had said this──That the Great Demon King is reviving!」

A commotion spread amongst the Elves.

「……Great Demon King?」

「It has been said that the Great Demon King Modinalaam is the 《Demon King of Insanity》. It seems that it is trying to become a complete Demon King by absorbing sealed Demon Kings. What should the Greenwood Kingdom do regarding this crisis!? Who is worthy of being king!?」

From the Elves, voices endorsing Durango were raised.

His leadership skills were high. It was only natural that those kinds of opinions would come out.

However, he shook his head left and right.

「I am sorry but……That is impossible for me. After seeing the earlier fight, I am sure that everyone knows this as well──We are of different ranks.」

「In that case, who would be good!?」

He answered that voice of a young Elven man.

「……The Greenwood Kingdom requires a king. Moreover, in the current age, it needs to be a strong king. An overwhelmingly strong king that could survive even in a fight against the Great Demon King!」

The gazes of the Elves naturally gathered at one spot.

For the time being, I guess this was good──Thinking that, Diablo’s mouth also loosened up.

Part 2

In the plaza, the Elves were still singing.

Diablo’s group withdrew to the guest house pretending that it was for medical treatment.

In his private room, he was alone together with Rose. Taking off the top half of her tattered clothing, he checked on her right shoulder.

He was unfamiliar with machines, but the metal tea bowl-like joint part was crushed open, and it seemed that the sphere on the arm’s side was out of place. In other words, it was definitely broken beyond a doubt.

「You’ve been done in quite flashily.」

「I am terribly sorry, Master. I had been defeated.」

「So both potions and priest’s miracles are unusable.」

「It is because this Rose is a Magimatic.」

「Is there anyone that can repair you?」

To begin with, was there a setting as to where she was made and by who?

「Something like a manufacturer is not in my database, but if we go to Master’s base, there is a maintenance bed.」

「The 《Demon King’s Labyrinth》 huh.」

「I cannot perfectly attend to Master with only one arm.」

Translator’s Notes:

[1] When three erogenous spots are stimulated simultaneously.

Part 3

Night──

Nights of the Elven country are dark.

Since they possessed night vision, they did not go out of their way to use lights.

Diablo looked down on the surroundings from the large tree that was made into the royal family’s living room.

──It’s a mere dark forest.

Durango was standing next to him.

「Good work for today, Your Majesty.」

He wasn’t used to it yet, but since he has been enthroned as the Greenwood Kingdom’s king, Diablo was in a position to be called “Your Majesty”.

After escorting Rose to the base──

Concerning the management of the nation, Diablo was provided a spot in the conversation with the leading figures of the Elves that went on to the middle of the night.

That being said, it would be of no use for an ordinary person to speak up in national politics. Diablo only observed.

If one thought that if a modern person were transferred to the Middle Ages and would be able to reform the country just by giving a bit of their opinion, that is a great mistake.

A country is a group, and a group is an ignorant, idle, and emotional thing.

It is not like it is limited to visitors. Historically, cases where the precise plans of knowledgeable idealists weren’t accepted by the foolish masses and, as a result, invited tragedy, there were too many of them to count.

To anyone that thought they would be able to do reformations in the Middle Ages, he wanted to say this──that, it’s like opening a school in a monkey mountain.

If a wise man were to prepare ten proposals, getting tired of it on the third one and breaking into a dance is what the masses would do, what the country would do.

He was enthroned as king because others wished him to do so, and he felt that he wanted to protect Shera’s homeland from the Demon King. However, things like the Elves’ carefree lifestyle had nothing to do with him.

Diablo had absolutely no intention having anything to do with their domestic affairs.

He said this to Durango.

「Things regarding national politics, I will leave them to you. Use your own discretion.」

「Yes, I will do my very best to serve you. Due to having worked as the previous king’s close aide, I have a fairly good understanding of things. I believe there will be no need to worry in regards to government affairs.」

「Umu.」

If this were a peaceful era, having Durango become king would have been unmistakably better for the populace.

He casually tried asking about something that had bothered him.

「You, when we had first met, you did some strange acting, didn’t you?」

「Th, that is……」

It was shitty acting that even Diablo who was bad at seeing through lies could tell.

「Did you try to be hated by Shera? What meaning was there to that?」

Durango scratched his head.

「It would seem that I have no talent for acting……I was most likely seen through by the Queen Dowager as well.」

「Since she’s simple, it seems that Shera was fooled though.」

He looked left and right to check.

「I would like to ask that this be confidential but……」

「This is an order, tell me. Whether or not I reveal it to others, I shall decide after hearing it.」

「How unreasonable.」

While dropping his shoulders, Durango opened his mouth.

He talked with an unusually serious expression.

「To be honest, I like women with small chests.」

「……What?」

「Elves are slender and wonderful, but I feel an attraction only for those with small chests even among them who could be mistaken as male. Ah, of course, I have no interest in men. The elastic body of a woman with no unnecessary excess flesh is absolute perfection, and I feel that it is artistry that could be called the extreme point of modelled beauty. I even feel sexual arousal for sides where the ribs are visible on the surface. I am also charmed by childish bodies, but I dislike it when my talk cannot be understood, so in that sort of meaning, it is hard to give up on Grasswalkers as well.」

「Shut up for a bit.」

「P, pardon me.」

Durango was red in the face and being ashamed.

Going *Uーmu*, Diablo started to ponder.

Certainly, Shera had huge breasts that weren’t appropriate for Elves. Moreover, her head was disappointing to a level that some talks didn’t get across to her. She was the antithesis to his tastes.

There is no high or low to breasts! is what Diablo believed but……

The things known as fetishes, anyone was free to have them without any hindrance, and he somehow felt like he needed to help him.

Diablo nodded.

「I shall allow it, you should go down the path that you like. There is also value in not having any.」

「Ooh……What incredible broad-mindedness! Before the king’s magnanimity, I feel nothing but shame for hiding my own pygmy. You are a true king!」

「Keep it a secret, got it?」

「Yes!」

Was it alright to receive the title of “true king” just for showing an understanding of liking tiny breasts?

The direction of the wind changed.

Diablo grabbed a single leaf that was dancing in the wind just for fun.

Durango asked him a question.

「Your Majesty, isn’t it about a good time for you to go?」

「Fumu……I suppose it would be best to do it quickly.」

「Yes.」

「The forest’s blessing has returned. The Queen Dowager also consents to my going on a journey. I suppose there is no reason to stay long in this forest. There is no telling when the Demon King army’s invasion will be, and if I am to depart, the faster the better.」

「Ah, no……」

「Is it about the Demonic Beings? Certainly, due to having defeated the Cyclops, there is the possibility that the other one would attack once again. You all should run away at that time. You all would not be a match for her.」

「That is, not what I meant.」

「What is it?」

「It is about time, for your bridal night……Princess Shera……Pardon. I believe the new Queen Shera, is waiting.」

──Seriously?

「B, bridal night……you say?」

「The populace is in anticipation for an heir. Ahh, as for the royal bedchambers, it is at the end of this branch. It is on the third large tree over. Seeing as how the Queen Dowager has already changed residences, there is no need to feel reserved.」

「O, ou.」

「I shall also take my leave. By all means, please be gentle with her. Though, since I am sure you have long since formed a relationship with her, I believe you are already used to it by now.」

──Shera and I don’t have that sort of relationship, you know!?

He felt that there was a grand misunderstanding being made here.

「You do not need to have groundless suspicions in unnecessary things!」

「Yes. Well then.」

Durango made a bow and left from the top of the large tree.

Rem and Rafleisha were in the guest house, and were probably already sleeping. Rose had gone to rest on a bed at the 《Demon King’s Labyrinth》.

The Elves were eagerly waiting for an heir.

Diablo turned his eyes towards the end of the forest branch. A dim glow was lit.

Elves did not require lighting.

In other words, that light, was a light for the sake of beckoning Diablo.

──A bridal night!?