The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King Chapter 65

Demon Wind

I put the shuriken into the Klein bottle and sent magical energy into it. As always, the room was filled with a mystical atmosphere.

And the white smoke began to rise and fill the room.

For a moment, I thought that I could see a silhouette in the smoke, but it disappeared in a flash.

Then the shadow seemed to materialize behind me, and a kunai was pressed against my throat.

Eve immediately started to pull out a dagger from her breast pocket, but the man from the silhouette stopped her.

“…I would not do that, young lady. Another move and your lord’s head will fly.”

With that said, Eve could not take a step forward.

She looked like a frog who was being stared at by a snake.

She was usually calm, but I now saw sweat drip from her forehead.

As I felt sorry for her, I addressed the man.

“I’d like to ask you something before you go about removing my head.”

“And what is that? Demon King.”

“Ah, so you know that I am the Demon King who summoned you.”

“Aye.”

“And do you know that I am your master?”

“Aye.”

“And it is your style to turn your blade on your master, I suppose.”

“Aye.”

He said ‘aye’ a lot. But I didn’t bring it up. Instead, I went straight to the heart of the matter.

“You must be like Toshizou then. You want me to prove that I am a worthy lord for you to serve.”

“I do not know who this Toshizou is, but you are right, none the less.”

“And how will you go about finding this out?”

“I would ask you some questions.”

“Ask whatever you like. Would my measurements interest you, for instance?”

But jokes were lost on this one.

“I have general knowledge about you. When I was summoned here, a strange Goddess came and sent this knowledge to my brain.”

“…I see.”

I thought back on the Goddess that I had met when I was first born into this world.

“According to that information, you are a Demon King who likes to scheme. They say you have many sides. Is this true?”

“Perhaps.”

Half of what people said were rumors I had purposely spread. However, there was no harm in agreeing with them.

“Well, then. You are a king that I find most interesting as a ninja. But I would like to test to see if you really are what they say.”

“And how will you do that?”

“By using information from the Goddess. I will see how you react to it.”

“This sounds very difficult.”

“Well, it is perfect to test the ability of a king.”

“Very well. Let’s begin then. Oh, would you mind moving that kunai away from me now?”

“I cannot do that.”

“Why not?”

“It is part of the test to see if you are worthy. I want to see you get out of this situation.”

“I see. Well, I had thought as much.”

I suppose I better not disappoint him. I thought, and so I lightly snapped my fingers.

And then soldiers who had been waiting in the hall now marched in.

All of them were armed with crossbows.

“So many men…”

He sounded surprised.

“By the way, the throne room is filled with places for soldiers to wait and hide. It was all designed by a dwarf named Gottlieb.”

“It’s spectacular.”

“And not only that, I have also cast spells of ‘transparency’ on the soldiers before stationing them. They are also the best shots among my men. They’ll hit a rat between the eyes if needed.”

“Very impressive, Demon King. However, are they really faster than my kunai?”

His fingers tightened around it, however, they did not cut my neck.

This was because I talked to him calmly.

“I am a Demon King. Cutting me with that would not be enough to kill me. I would feel pain, yes, but you would be filled with crossbow bolts in the meantime. So, which one of us would die first?”

He laughed self-deprecatingly and withdrew the knife.

“…Very good, Demon King. You did not fall for my bluff.”

“But you fell for mine. I’m a Demon King, not a monster. I would have died had my head been cut off.”

“Hmm, I see. Still, you have courage. There is one last trial I want you to overcome, but until then, you will be my temporary master.”

“It’s an honor to have one such as you, even if for a short while. So, what is your name?”

“It is Kotaro.”

“Kotaro. It is a good name. Is that it?”

I wanted to know in order to find out which Hero he was.

Kotara didn’t seem like he had any intention of hiding it, and he answered me pleasantly.

“Fuma. My name is Fuma Kotaro.”

I was mildly surprised by this.

So, I had summoned someone rather important it seemed.

Fuma Kotara was one of the most famous of ninjas.

The only other ninjas who measured up to him were, Hattori Hanzo, Kato Danzo, Momochi Sandayu, and Sarutobi Sasuke.

Now that I was a little excited, I ended with these words.

“I am fortunate to be able to meet someone as famous as you. I am Ashta. The Demon King of Ashtaroth.”

I said. Fuma Kotara seemed to smile.

Well, he was wearing a mask, so I could not read his expression.