The Simple Job of Only Perishing to the Hero Chapter 15

Translator: Manga0205

Western General Sancreed.
Fainell looked at the man that was introduced as such.
His height was taller than Vermudol. He had somewhat short golden hair and blue eyes. His well-proportioned body was covered in simple dark blue garments. The armor that he wore on top of that was plain. However, she could tell that an extremely high density of magical power was kneaded into both his clothes and armor. He wasn't carrying a weapon, but his muscles allowed her to guess that he was a swordsman.
He was considerably strong.
That was Fainell's impression of Sancreed from what she saw.

Western General Sancreed.
Altejio looked at the man that was introduced as such.
The man called Sancreed was befitting as a swordsman.
He could not find any openings that looked like openings, and he could tell that he had taken a place where he could protect Vermudol.
Despite that, he probably had a high level as a magician as well.
In that case, his combat style is most likely that of a Magic Swordsman.
However, Altejio didn't know of a swordsman of this level.
In that case, this is probably a new Majin created by the hands of the Demon King.
That is Altejio's impression of Sancreed from what he saw.

Western General Sancreed.
Raktor did not take his eyes off of the man that was introduced as such.
Strong.
He could tell that with just a single glance.
However, that didn't matter a single bit.
Seeing the man called Sancreed, there were two emotions that boiled up within Raktor.
It was fear that shook his soul.
It was joy similar to adoration.
Raktor knew of those emotions.
Raktor recalled those emotions.
Before, there was someone that made Raktor fear them.
There was someone that, no matter how many times they were knocked down, would stand back up and challenge him again and again.
And then, there was someone that broke through everything that Raktor threw out at him from the front.
There was someone that carried hope, and wielded despair.
Raktor, he knew.
He knew of someone that possessed brilliant eyes similar to Sancreed's.
Eyes that contained every feeling, and hid infinite compa.s.sion and unbreakable courage within them.
Those eyes, Raktor knew of them.
Those eyes, Raktor could never forget them.
There was no way he could forget the relief and humiliation that he had once ignored.
「The Hero……」
Fainell and Altejio reacted to Raktor's mutter.
Raktor rushed out before the two's eyes could grasp him.
He gathered magical power together with his boiling and raging emotions into his still open right hand.
That right hand s.h.i.+ned to the point that it was dazzling.
Without even taking a stance, Sancreed calmly stared at Raktor.
「He……roooooooo!」
He shouted.
He even forgot that Vermudol was right beside Sancreed.
He didn't even notice that Sancreed held Ichika, who was about to rush out, back.
In order to tear Sancreed limb from limb, Raktor swung his hand down──
「Attack Guard」
And was repelled by Sancreed's barrier that unfolded, and stepped a few steps back.
However, Raktor didn't stop with just that.
There was no way he would stop.
The impulse that aroused Raktor made his sense of reason scatter away, and whispered to him to blow away the whole Demon King's Castle. Raktor was about to abandon his form as a Majin but──
「……Raktor.」
He sensed an overwhelming pressure that blew away even that impulse.
No, it wasn't just Raktor.
Everything that existed in the Demon King’s Castle sensed that overpowering pressure.
The place was filled with the will of a ruler which froze up senses, made the atmosphere tremble, and made anything and everything fall prostrate.
Raktor, he saw it.
Vermudol's eyes, that s.h.i.+ned red.
With just that, Raktor resigned himself to death.
He could tell that everything that composed himself as a Veil Dragon, which purported themselves as being the ones closest to the Demon King, was trying to abandon his existence.
「Uu……Oo……」
Kneeling down behind Raktor, Fainell and Altejio broke out into a cold sweat.
That just now was a brilliance similar to the 【Magic Eyes of Coercion】. However, it wasn't as refined as Gramfia's 【Magic Eyes of Coercion】.
If Vermudol were to be a Demon King for even an instant, then he should possess the same Magic Eyes as Gramfia who was also a Demon King.
This meant that Vermudol probably isn't able to use that power completely.
Thinking about it in reverse, there is this much might despite that.
If this is the case. If it is with this Demon King, it would be possible to overthrow the Hero this time.
Thinking about it that far, Altejio raised his head as if it had snapped up.
「Demon King-sama……Who is that man called Sancreed?」
Even if Raktor was a Majin of the belligerent South, it was hard to believe that he was stupid enough to be indiscriminate of the place. Above all, Raktor muttered the word Hero.
「Nn……Yeah. I was thinking of introducing him in full detail from here on but, jeez……Raktor, I would probably break if you rage about.」
「S, sorry……I'll, be careful.」
When Raktor, who was staggering to standing up, answered with that, Altejio and Fainell returned to being near him.
「……You went too far, King. There must have been a much more peaceful method.」
Finally, Sancreed opened his mouth.
「There wasn't. Raktor is the champion of the South's great giant monster battle, you know? If things were to continue at that rate, I would have lost my place to sleep from tonight onwards.」
「Even so. If you only choose the easiest method, there will be no future.」
That was a strange spectacle in a certain meaning.
Sancreed, who was being received with an att.i.tude as if he were an equal by Demon King Vermudol, who was behind the overwhelming pressure just now, was crossing over the settled limits undaunted.
When he interrupted that Sancreed seeming like he was annoyed by him, Vermudol once again turned back towards Altejio and the others.
「And so. Altejio, could you lend the 『Reveal Crystal』 from before to this guy?」
「Y, yes.」
Having given up on talking, Altejio took out the 『Reveal Crystal』, stood up, and handed it over to the approaching Sancreed.
「Thank you……erm.」
「I am the Northern General, Altejio.」
「Is that so. I'll be in your care.」
Altejio had his maliciousness taken out by Sancreed who slightly raised the ends of his mouth and smiled.
It was a smile that had no trace of maliciousness, which was unlike that of a Majin's smile.
It had been quite a long time since something like that was turned towards him.
「So, it's fine if I just pray silently to this, right?」
When he said that, Sancreed put his consciousness into the 『Reveal Crystal』……Before long, his Status rose to the surface in the crystal.

Name: Sancreed
Race: Majin
Rank: SSS
Occupation: Hero
Equipment: Magic Swordsman Clothes
                     Magic Swordsman Armor
Technical Skill: Hero's Power B
                           Demon G.o.d's Divine Protection D

「A Majin……」
「A Hero……!?」
Vermudol expressed a dark smile to the three surprised Four Cardinal Generals.
「That's right. The Mazoku's hope turned into a Majin Hero……That is the Western General Sancreed.」
That is something that the previous Demon King Gramfia had not come up with.
It was because he was under the impression that the Hero was an existence that was allowed only to Humanity.
However, there was no way for him to come up with this idea.
It was because Vermudol was sent in by the Demon G.o.d and was an irregular that somewhat deviated from the rule of this world of Remfilia that he had arrived to this conclusion.
The Majin Hero Sancreed. Carrying a mult.i.tude of wishes and opening up the future, the hope of the Mazoku.
The news of the birth of the Hero Sancreed, and then the official arrangement of the Four Cardinal Generals, together with surprise……and great joy, was widely spread throughout the Dark Continent.