The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King Chapter 60
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The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King Chapter 60
The Boy’s Hidden Power
We saw the party again once we entered the second layer.
They were battling a giant red toad.
The leader swung his sword while the sorcerer shot bolts of lightning and a monk cast support magic.
As for the boy, he was watching their bags.
“Yuri! Bring me my axe!”
The leader shouted. And the boy swiftly brought the axe to him.
“Yuri, the oil! We’re going to douse it and burn it!”
Yuri took out the oil and poured it on the enemy.
There was something very quick and smart about the way he moved.
Even his comrades saw it.
“You do run very quickly, Yuri.”
They laughed.
“I do not like the way they laugh, but he does offer decent support.”
Eve said.
“He must be quite used to it. Perhaps you might want to hire him as an orderly.”
She added.
‘I think he is worth more than that.’ I whispered to myself. Then we ignored them and continued on our way.
We had no reason to help them, and it was certainly not needed.
They would likely make it to the fifth layer without any problem.
The real problem was who could get there first, and defeat the monster that was protecting the ‘drifted relic.’
So we had no time to waste.
We had now reached the fourth layer.
For a Demon King, Hero and kobold ninja, this dungeon did not prove to be particularly challenging.
Even Eve agreed that we should reach the fifth layer quite easily.
“This dungeon must be incredibly boring for a sorcerer such as you, Master.”
“I wouldn’t say that. Besides, we met an interesting boy.”
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“You’ve been talking about him a lot lately. Is he really that impressive to you?”
“Endlessly. His movements, especially.”
“Yes, I suppose so. But it is still within reason.”
“I don’t know. We’ll have to find out.”
I said. And so I called to the boy.
He was walking a little slower now.
It wasn’t that he had lost the others.
It was that he couldn’t walk as fast, as he had been forced to carry all of their belongings.
And he was also gathering firewood.
And he was reading a book.
I thought he was like a statue of Sontoku Ninomiya. But only Toshizou Hijikata would know who that was.
And so I said this instead.
“Boy. You seem to be working hard.”
Yuri heard this and turned to look at me. Then he bowed.
A good-mannered boy.
“Oh, you’re from that party we keep seeing.”
“Yes, we’ve seen a lot of you as well. I have been very impressed with you.”
“Huh? What were you impressed with?”
He looked puzzled.
Apparently, he was not aware of his talents either.
As Eve and Jeanne were also confused, I decided to explain it here.
And so I invited him to tea.
We could take a short break here while Eve put on some tea.
“I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you. Besides, I’ll lose the others if I lag behind any further.”
The boy said stubbornly.
“Don’t worry. Your friends have stopped to eat about five-hundred meters ahead. You will not lose them now if you rest with us.”
As proof, I conjured up a screen in the air and showed him what they were doing. The boy’s stomach grumbled.
He saw them eating and realized that he was also hungry.
Eve chuckled at this and brought out some cookies from her bag.
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The smell of butter and sugar soon filled the air, stimulating his appetite.
He was soon unable to resist the temptation, and with a slightly reddened face, said,
“…I would be glad to partake of your hospitality.”
“Honesty pays.”
I said. Then I ordered Hanzo to carry half of his luggage so he could lower the rest to the ground.
Hanzo obeyed as if it were the most obvious thing, but the moment he accepted one bag, his face contorted and his back bent.
“…Ughhh. Wh-what is this weight!?”
He was surprised.
Jeanne was curious enough to give it a try, but could not even lift it off of the ground.
“De-demon king. What is this?”
“It seems to contain ore from this dungeon.”
“Yes, Gottlieb did say that this dungeon yielded a lot of dark ore.”
Then Jeanne said,
“So this boy was carrying all of this weight while moving around and supporting the others? …Is he some kind of monster?”
‘I’m human.’ The boy insisted. But now everyone was curious as to how such a slight frame could contain so much power.
He seemed to be embarrassed about this attention. I felt bad for him, and so we ended the interrogation there so we could drink our tea.
Eve had already prepared a table and was pouring the tea into cups.
The fragrance spread in the air.
It was just the thing to help us regain our energy after exploring the dungeon.
The boy seemed to especially like the cookies Eve had served. ‘I’ve never eaten anything so delicious.’ he said with a smile.
It was rather endearing.
I wanted to ask him some questions as we drank our tea, but Jeanne spoke first.
“Very impressive, Demon King. How did you know he had such talents?”
It’s a necessary skill for a Demon King. I muttered. But I was quite confident in my ability to observe.
His bag had gotten bigger the deeper we went. And there were times when I saw chunks of ore fall out of it.
And yet he did not look like he was having much trouble.
The others in his team had faces easily forgotten, but the boy was immediately memorable.
He would surely be great one day. That was something that I felt.
Eve heard this and joked.
“Why not make him your page then?”
She mused.
I was not interested in that. Besides, I had enough trouble keeping a Saint and Maid with me. Everyone laughed at that.
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