The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

18 – 12 Demon Lords’ Meeting

Whee Oh Oh-

A cold wind blew.

An empire nestled in the center of the continent.

Beyond the northern tip, far away, the northern part of the continent.

Somewhere at the northern tip of the country, locked in the cold for 365 days a year.

In an old castle that exists within a high mountain range.

Ooh oh oh oh!

A storm of unmatched mana began to rise once.

And within.

Quaaang!

“… ….”

With a wild explosion, someone landed at the entrance of the old castle.

With that long red hair fluttering once, the man moved slowly.

Passing the entrance of the old castle, into a cavity inside.

“Has everyone gathered? Gentlemen.”

“… ….”

Besides the red-haired man, there were several other people there.

They all had unusual appearances, but at least they didn’t pay much attention to that fact.

“You’re late, enemy Demon King.”

“hahahaha, the cold wave in the northern region must be so severe. I got a little lost.”

“You are talking nonsense… ….”

No, maybe anyone.

If you hear about their true identity, you might not pay any attention to their unusual appearance.

That would be the case too.

Their identities are—

“…… Well, whatever.”

“… ….”

The man with red hair flashed his bloody red eyes once.

I looked around the crowd once and opened my mouth with a faint smile.

“Let’s get started. A banquet or a meeting of demon lords.”

In an old castle in a mountain range where ordinary people were not even aware of its existence.

The meeting between the 12 demon lords, who are one of the best wizards on the continent and called the worst and worst, was slowly starting.

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“That is the conclusion.”

Tuk, tok.

The demon lords sat around a huge table.

Among them, a red-haired man sitting in the seat of honor gently tapped the tabletop with his fingers and carefully opened his mouth.

“The Demon King of Gold. No one knows who killed that guy…….”

“… ….”

aaah-

The man ended it like that.

In an instant, a chilly atmosphere began to permeate the castle.

Although the man always had a fresh smile on his lips, what did the other demon lords look like?

It was as if you were dealing with a bomb that you don’t know when it will explode.

A red-haired man, in other words, a red devil.

Koo goong, koo goong…….

The table on which the seven people were sitting, including him, began to vibrate slowly.

“…… hahahaha. Even though that force was infinitely weak, the golden demon king who occupied the throne of us 12 demon kings lost his life in an instant.”

“…… Hey, calm down first.”

“No one knows? The culprit who killed him?”

Kugung, Kuguawang…….

Despite the restraints of the other demon kings, who were sitting a little further away, the enemy demon king was only venting his anger.

The attitude of not really paying attention to the eyes of the other demon lords.

But the 12 demon lords other than him didn’t care about his arrogant attitude.

No, should I say that I can’t care?

…… That would be too.

“—That’s funny.”

Quguagwagwagwang!

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of reddish lightning struck fiercely from outside.

“… ….”

The expressions of the other Demon Kings began to change unexpectedly.

The red devil, or the red devil.

As for another nickname that the man is called outside.

The worst demon king, ‘Shashar’.

He was practically the head of the 12 demon lords.

“This is a problem directly related to the pride of our 12 demon kings.”

“…… That.”

Although the enemy demon king, Shasar’s anger was no different from that of a tyrant.

Because I could sympathize with what he said.

Excluding him, the six demon kings also hardened their expressions and began to take on a bloody look.

“…… Well, I don’t really like it because I seem to agree with you. There is a part of that statement that I understand to some extent.”

A man with dark blue eyes reminiscent of the deep sea opened his mouth.

“Yarak.”

At that, Shasar’s eyes curved gracefully.

As if he felt genuine joy, Shasar smiled brightly.

“This is a very nice thing. You agree with me.”

“…… Ha, bullsh*t.”

A blue-colored man called Yaraq snorted and rolled his eyes.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean to say. Because I want to kill you.”

“Your charm is always rough talk, Yarak.”

Shah Sar nodded her head once, and a thin smile crossed her lips.

As a result, Yarak’s life grew thicker, but Shasar didn’t seem to care at all.

Slowly, wild mana began to flow from Yarak’s body.

“…… I tried to be patient with the situation for today. You guys are definitely making me angry.”

“Oh, Yarak. I had no intention of doing that.”

“… ….”

Pajik, Pajik-

The enemy demon lord Shasar and the blue demon lord Yarak’s mana collided at the midpoint, splashing wild sparks.

So the two demon kings are bloodily exchanging glances with their own meaning toward each other.

“…… Well, why don’t you calm down for now?”

“… ….”

It was at that moment that another person opened his mouth.

“The important thing now is not the war of nerves between the two. Wasn’t the reason we gathered today to identify the culprit who killed the demon king of gold?”

Violet, the purple demon.

With one stroke of her pale purple hair, she continued her words in a soft voice.

“Whether the two of you decide or not, as long as you don’t kill one of them, that’s up to you. But I don’t think it’s something to bring up now.”

“That’s true, Violet. I agree with you.”

Shasar smiled as he captured the bloody mana in an instant.

“… ….”

Yarak, too, seemed to be still angry, but…….

Perhaps he was convinced, he also returned the mana he exhaled in the same way.

“…… Alright then. Just like Violet said.”

In a calm atmosphere, Shasar spoke again.

A gentle smile still hung on his lips.

However, right after.

“——The important thing is to find and trample on the insect that killed the golden demon king.”

“…… !”

Qua Gaga Gagagak!

With momentum bursting out in an instant, Shasar’s red eyes flashed fiercely.

“A worm that dared to injure our honor, and the one who killed the gold demon king, who was at least nominally on the same level as us.”

Whoever it is.

…… Stepping on it, squeezing it, twisting it.

In the end, giving the worst pain.

If you let it end with death, everything will be restored to its original state.

“That would be the only way to comfort the golden demon king.”

Soon clearing away the tidy life, once more Shah Sar raised her eye smile onto her face.

“Now then, let’s try to be specific.”

Shassar’s hands began to sway with shallow mana.

Because the expressions of the other Demon Kings gradually turned bloody.

Indeed, an atmosphere worthy of the name of the 12 demon kings was gradually formed.

“The identity of the culprit who killed the gold demon.”

No magician will be able to escape him.

Killing the demon king who occupied the throne of the 12 demon kings had such a meaning.

If you kill one demon king, most demon kings will be gathered by Shasar to pursue the criminal.

In the end, I’ll make adjustments to meet a disastrous ending.

I really don’t care what the culprit’s identity is.

If half of the 12 demon kings come to the fore, even the empire will not be able to withstand it.

There are only two wizards of the Grand Mage class in the empire, and they will not be able to stop the demon lords including Shasar.

‘…… This war must have already come to an end.’

The purple demon lord, Violet, thought to herself.

Yes, whoever killed the golden demon king.

If Shasar makes up his mind to kill him, and other demon lords assist him.

There was no magician they could not kill.

“… ….”

At the moment that came to mind, Violet frowned for a moment.

‘No, no.’

Then again she corrects her own thoughts.

As long as half of the 12 demon kings are out, there is no magician they can’t kill.

…… Yeah, that wasn’t wrong.

If there is one thing that needs to be fixed a little.

‘…… Except for one.’

A bit of bitterness began to appear on Violet’s face.

The object she is thinking of is none other than that.

‘─The Dark Lord, Ashera.’

Beyond that red demon king, Shasar, he was a black demon king who was called the strongest demon king.

…… If she was the culprit who killed the gold demon.

No matter how much you say Shasar—

‘…… Hopefully not.’

Immediately denying the momentary thought, Violet let out a blank laugh.

…… Couldn’t she be her?

She is the one who disappeared hundreds of years ago.

Now, there will be no reason for her to kill the golden demon king.

“… ….”

…… There should be no

One turn, onto Violet’s face.

A clear sign of ‘fear’ appeared, but quickly disappeared.