7th Demon Prince Jilbagias’ Chronicle of Demon Kingdom Toppling - Chapter 104.2 - Trivial Cleaning Up

104.2 Trivial Cleaning Up

It could instantly transmit voice to their allies even if the other party was on the other side of the battlefield. If they’re blood relatives, they could exchange messages more accurately by tracing their bloodline(Though both parties could only exchange voice messages).

The extremely useful lineage magic had already proven to be extremely useful for the Izanis clan since a really long time ago, which also made them innately talented as the commander. Alas, due to its plain effect, it was widely known as 「Power for errand boy」 among the general populace of the demon race.

It received extremely high evaluation among the night elf and the big shot of demon race including the Demon King.

Anyhow, the greatest advantage of 【Voice Transmission Curse】 was not only sending voice, it could also give distinct color to magical power in the voice.

And delivered the voice via wind.

A voice infused with magical power―― Otherwise known as the aria itself.

The normal range for attack magic or hexing was around 50 steps. The magic used by spellcasters would gradually weaken the further away it was from the caster due to the uneven distribution of magical power in the air or other external influences.

But, the voice transmission curse infused the spellcaster’s voice with potent magical power. The curse that is given a unique color is barely affected by external influence.

As a result, magic such as a wind blade could potentially retain its’ original power as long as it was within line of sight of the caster. It was an ultra-long distance sniping that surpassed even the bow of the night elf.

But it wasn’t very effective against opponents with superior rank, even if the voice managed to reach the other party, it could be invalidated, and in the case against a lower ranked opponent, the user would be sneered as 「Weak」, 「Coward」, or「Gutless」.

Though Emergias maximized the potency of his lineage magic with the authority of envy, the other member of the Izanis clan rarely used their lineage magic to its’ maximum potential, they only used it for hunting bird or small animal, stopping the escaping enemy, or used as messengers…

「… Your Highness. We have extracted the information.」

Said the night elf hunter whose body was covered with a cloak from head to toe.

「You’ve got some blood on your cheek.」

Emergias looked at the night elf’s face and tapped on his own cheek to tell the other party.

「Woops, my apologies.」

Upon realizing that his cheek got soiled by splattered blood, the night elf quickly wiped it away with his sleeve.

「So?」

「Hah. We get nothing important. Since that guy is quite obstinate, we got him off the hook with some medication. It’s a piece of cake.」

They replied with a mean smile.

「But according to his story, everyone in the fortress had evacuated. It seems the raid team was a diversion.」

「Hou. So they’re throwing their life in vain.」

Emergias was smiling maliciously like the night elf before him.

「What shall we do, Young Master?」

The green-haired female demon race who was waiting behind him―― She was Emergias’ aide―― asked about their next move.

「Leave them be. I won’t allow further invasion than this. Getting that fortress is good enough for us.」

Emergias shrugged his shoulders as he replied with a bored face.

――As long as the fortress fell into their hands, it was only plains all the way to the capital of Defteros Kingdom.

This kingdom had yet to be destroyed. Their influence on the other countries in vicinities were too large to the point that it might tilt the alliance. They should stop here to save some power.

Yes, the invasion of the Demon King Army had only just ended yesterday.

「They died a dog death. Even though I planned to keep them alive if they had just escaped.」

Because they still had a role to play in prolonging the war a bit more so that Defteros’ kingdom could survive a bit longer.

「Well, it is just the right merit of war. Don’t you agree with me?」

The night elves and demons race around him laughing merrily in agreement upon hearing Emergias asking with a jesting tone.

「So, what about that hero?」

「Still alive for the time being. But he seems to be broken since he is only repeating 『Must go back to everyone』.」

「Hou, I see.」

Emergias listened with a bored look and pondered for a while before he spoke 「I just came up with a nice idea」.

「And… That also aligns with his dearest wish.」

With a really malicious smile on his face.

「Let’s send him back.」

†††

――The human race was marching out from the fortress.

Most of them were injured soldiers. The ones with light injuries were helping the ones with more severe injuries so that they could leave the fortress as soon as possible.

In front of the fortress.

Sword saint, the 『Unicorn』 Barbara was walking at the end along with sword saint Hessel, and priestess Charlotte, they were watching over the procession with a tense look on their face.

「… It’s really quiet.」

Said Barbara while licking her chapped lips.

They were being surrounded by priests, armed to the teeth, ready to intercept the pursuit from the Demon King Army… But, the beastfolk and ogre wouldn’t move at all during the daytime march, resulting in the loose encirclement.

「… I hope they’re alright.」

The tired-looking priestess, Charlotte replied to Barbara’s monologue. She was looking at the direction where the hero and co were departing while holding her cane as if praying――

「If they by chance, managed to kill the demon king child, it would cause quite a ruckus right?」

Said Hessel while tapping his great sword on his shoulders as if to lift the gloomy mood around them.

「Then they would suddenly come ba――」

Suddenly, a chill ran down Barbara’s spine upon hearing Hessel’s playful tone.

That was nothing more than intuition.

But, her intuition had always been spot on in the battlefield.

That was the moment when she felt that her life was in danger.

When she turned around to see the forest, she felt as if she saw a grain of sand-like dot.

Something came from the forest, drawing an arc toward her――

「WATCH OUT!」

Barbara pushed Charlotte away as she drew her sword.

The thing that was thrown toward them was the demon race’s spear.

A loud metallic screech resounded in the air was heard when her sword clashed with the spear.

And then, after the spear stuck into the ground―― Something that was tied up to the spear fell and rolled on the ground.

Or rather… It was obvious at a glance… What that something was, but…

It was still hard to accept the reality…

「Ah… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!」

Charlotte’s eyes opened wide, her breath became erratic. She averted her gaze immediately from the thing that rolled toward her.

Because that was―― The mangled head of the hero

「No… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO――!」

Charlotte shouted in hysteria.

「【WEAK PEOPLE FROM ALLIANCE!】」

But, her wail was soon being swallowed by an even louder voice.

「WHO’S THERE!?」

Though both Hessel and Barbara couldn’t see the owner of the voice, they didn’t let their guard down――

「【Our name is Emergias. The 4th Demon King’s Child, Emergias Izanis】」

That voice came from the spear that had gotten bisected by Barbara.

「【As you can see, I’m kind enough to send back the foolish humans who strayed into our camp.】」

「You basta――!」

The voice continued on despite Hessel’s rage.

「【Know your place, humans from the alliance. You can’t win against us. All of you will die in vain.】」

And spoke with a ridiculing tone.

「【RUN WITH TAILS BETWEEN YOUR LEGS, PREPARE FOR OUR NEXT INVASION! I’m looking forward to the day when I’ll meet you again on the battlefield. I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE HOW MANY HEADS I’M GOING TO CHOP OFF AT THAT TIME! HAHAHAHA――】」

Barbara stabbed her sword into the spear shaft.

Her unworldly thrust pulverized the shaft.

Alas, it didn’t stop the magic, the laugh was still resounding even now――

The priestess was crying as she hugged the hero’s head.

「GODDAMMIT――!」 Hessel roared while swinging his sword upward.

Barbara clenched the hilt of her sword, unable to hide her agitation.

She was so angry, and filled with hatred.

… And blamed herself who couldn’t do anything.