The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King Chapter 21
Advertisement
The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King Chapter 21
The Saint, The Maid and Preparations
The girl called herself Jeanne d’Arc.
Searching through my knowledge, I recalled that she was a saint who lived in a place called Europe in another world.
She had a revelation from God at a young age, and so donned armor and picked up a sword. She would then become a hero who saves her country of France from the invading country known as England.
But she was caught by her enemies and burned at the stake. That was how her life had ended, and yet, she had apparently been summoned to this world.
I whisper to Eve.
“…Can a Hero come here by their own accord?”
“I have heard of such cases. But there are also times when the master who summons a Hero dies, and that Hero becomes a free wanderer.”
“But which is she?”
“I do not know.”
“I see. However, this is a stroke of good luck. Providential aid. I can add a Hero to my ranks without the need for a drifted relic.”
“But she may be an enemy spy.”
“That is true.”
Though, it was difficult to believe that such a girl could be a spy.
Jeanne d’Arc had died a Hero for God and her people.
Would such a person work as a spy?
I said as much to Eve.
“You are too kind to girls, master.”
She answered.
Eve was not likely to give me any more answers, and so I asked Jeanne.
“So you wish to work for me?”
“Yes. It is God’s will.”
“You will swear allegiance to me then?”
“If it is God’s will.”
“Why are you in this world?”
Advertisement
“Because it is God’s will.”
“…”
Did she have a low vocabulary?
Still, I do believe that Jeanne d’Arc was known for being a devout believer.
I looked towards Hijikata Toshizou.
A madman who wanted a place to die and a religious zealot who listened only to god.
Was this the best I could hope for in terms of Hero subordinates?
Well, perhaps it was the duty of a king to be able to handle such odd generals and make use of them.
“Very well. Jeanne, if you will serve me because it is god’s will, does that mean you will also kill me if it is his will?”
“…”
She nodded.
“I am going on a journey to the dwarf homelands. There, I will speak to their chief. I will require a guard. I am thinking of leaving that role to you.”
“Are you mad!?”
Eve said, but I ignored it.
“I could also leave her here and take Toshizou with me instead.”
“…Th-that, won’t…”
Eve knew that this would hardly do either.
If Jeanne really was a spy, then my castle would be as good as overrun.
My core would be destroyed. Game over.
“And so there it is. Jeanne, will you come with me?”
“That has always been my intention. I heard a message. It said that I would travel with the Demon King. A strong-willed maid would also be present.”
Jeanne glanced over to Eve. Eve’s expression was difficult to read.
“There I will kill many. But it is God’s will. The Demon King will gain an important friend there. That is also God’s will. However…”
“However?”
“The Demon King will also lose an important friend.”
“Is that also God’s will?”
The blonde girl nodded.
“I don’t know who this friend is. But if I refused to move out of fear of a divine message, then the name Demon King Ashtaroth would forever become synonymous with cowardice. I will go.”
Advertisement
Jeanne’s face broke into a smile at these words.
“A Demon King chosen by God.”
She said.
That was a very curious combination of words there. But I suppose it worked if you did not equate being a Demon King with being evil.
And indeed, I did not see myself as evil.
And so, I gained a new commander to accompany us to the dwarf’s homelands.
The real purpose of the recruitment board had been fulfilled, but the examinations had only just begun.
After that, I acted as the town’s magistrate and performed strict examinations before choosing a few low ranking officers.
In time, they would become commanders of the human mercenary squads I would form.
I intended for Toshizou to train them while I was away in the dwarf lands, but how many would survive the harsh training of the demon commander?
I hoped that they would all make it through.
That is what I thought as I prepared to leave.
Advertisement
- In Serial80 Chapters
The Desecrator's Tomb - A Numbers Lit-aRPG
A man appears in a dungeon full of undead. He tries to leave. This is my attempt at writing a litrpg where the system is more formalized. This means that there will be a fair amount of min-maxing and we will hopefully be able to calculate the dps of every ability by the time I am done. Expect math. The main character will become a Drain Tank. This story uses an aRPG item and stat system. Oh and one last thing. Beware the penguins. update 1/8/22: I am trying to simulate things as faithfully as is reasonable. As of chapter 17 there are animated gifs depicting Chilly's life throughout encounters. update 1/11/22: Kreksyte drew me a cover! All hail our artist overlords! update 5/25/22: Going on hiatus for a bit. The second arc is complete. Will come back for the 3rd and final arc soon. update 7/15/22: ayy...I've returned. Starting the third and final arc. [was once a participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 134 - In Serial62 Chapters
BODY&SHADOW
AN ILLUSTRATED NOVEL • UPDATES TUESDAY AND FRIDAY In a time before living memory, the King Dragon of the Void watched the world and realized there was a crack. He realized that humanity was destroying the rock upon which they lived; they leaked life’s code into the churning chaos. At first the change was imperceptible: nanites overtook microorganisms, bacteria, viruses, amoebas. Insects became increasingly inorganic; birds and lizards followed soon after. Even humans were infected by their own advances, cell by cell, till there was not a person left on earth who wasn’t at least part synthetic, the product of a prior generation’s carelessness. The world’s population was ravaged by mechanical viruses with no vaccines; they were mercilessly overtaken by bacteria that knew no death. Soon, most of the planet was empty and only a handful remained who remembered the hedonist realm they came from; only a few were left who remembered what the world looked like when their buildings touched the sky. The King Dragon of the Void watched the rock turn. He watched humans cower as the Old World fell down around them; watched their great monuments crumble into dusty ruins; watched their codes become precious, ancient gem memories forged under the crushing pressure of so many fallen stones. The world has spun many times around the sun since chaos swallowed man whole. It is a simpler time than the one that died out, but the people now are not immune to the folly of the people before. There is old code everywhere: in the water, in the air, in the trees. The heart of man has been replaced by power cores, many of which are hard-coded with preternatural abilities—when they die, an esoteric mountain sect collects their cores and stores them in their hollow mountain home to preserve the sanctity and dignity of human death. They’ve learned to harness artifacts of the old world, gemstones full of codes their nanite infused bodies can parse as spells imbuing their users with great power; they inlay them into their bodies, into their skins, connected to their cores by copper conduit and gold tracers; they dress themselves in tattoos to advertise their prowess; they battle for relics in arenas, fight for them in the open world wherever they are found. The King Dragon of the Void watches the rock turn and wonders: when will this hunger finally make the rock stop spinning? WELCOME TO FANXING CITY … Twenty-five years ago, Fanxing City and the surrounding lands were commanded by the mad King Zao Beiguan. For many years, the King hoarded wealth, artifacts, food; he demanded tribute from a people already taxed to the edges of their existence and expected they be happy with their circumstances. Noncompliance was often punished harshly, bodies displayed proudly on Fanxing’s streets as a warning, from the city gates to the Zao palace’s golden doors. The youths of several prominent clans came together to overthrow the tyrant and made names for themselves as legendary heroes across the land: Tian, Ren, Feng, Gui, Ma, and Zhenxi. Even wanderers from the Luanshi sect descended from Yunji mountain to aid the rebellion. When the dust settled after three years, Tian Yunyong ascended the throne of Fanxing and swore to honour his slain father’s memory, and has maintained Fanxing’s peace with generosity and mercy where fear and cruelty once reigned.
8 72 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Crippled Seed
Even a small child in Adrias knows that everyone is born with some magic. It is common knowledge that magic blooms at around the age of 13, and even though the gift of magic varies from person to person, everyone possesses it. When Nina is 14 years old, her magic tests report that she has no magic inside her. To hide that fact, she has to quit school against her wishes and live a sheltered life. That lifestyle, however, lasts for a mere two years as bandits strike her village and she has to move out, forced to survive and be something—anything—in this world full of magic...without possessing a single speck of it.
8 162 - In Serial46 Chapters
Future of Rogues (Series 1 - Book 1: Into our Journeys)
Chaos... and Rogues... Btw, how do I draw a good cover? ^^;;;
8 116 - In Serial81 Chapters
incomprehensible thoughts
This is just the weird & random shit it my mind, for when I can remember them and when I have time to put those thoughts & feelings into words, IF I can even do that. Writing is one of the things that I couldn't live without, and it's weird because it's something that bloomed from some things that I now hate. Anygays, enjoy the show. On with the magic! highest rankings: #1 in poems (November 10th, 2021)#14 in poetry (April 28th, 2022)
8 139 - In Serial11 Chapters
One-Shots (Stranger Things Cast x Reader)
Since I did the Mileven and Fillie one-shots, I thought I'd do the cast (kids) with you guys, the reader. Enjoy!
8 186

