The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King Chapter 68

Head Maid – Eve’s Diary

The diary of Head Maid of Ashtaroth Castle.

And with that, the incident of the ‘Hero’ came to a close.

My Master accomplished this without shedding any blood.

It was no surprise.

He was wiser than any in this world, and if there were any who were his equals, they would be the generals he often spoke of. Mori Motonari, Sanada Masayuki, Zhang Liang, Zhuge Liang, and Cesare Borgia.

In any case, it is my opinion that his wisdom is worth more than five armies.

Well, it is not exactly a contested opinion, as everyone here in the castle agrees with it.

“However…”

Where did all of this seemingly neverending knowledge come from?

My Master was a Demon King who had been born recently.

I had heard that he lived as a poor nobleman in his past life. He said that he had no real experience in battle.

It was probably true.

It was when he came to this world that he first had to strategize and command in battle.

That’s why he seemed more like a human king than a…no, he had more compassion than any human king. After all, he felt pity for a Hero.

He had laughed and said he was a failure of a ‘realist.’ But I did not agree.

Not many would have wanted to trust such a king.

I believe Saint Jeanne and Toshizou Hijikata would have drifted away from the kind of person who was moved by fleeting temptations and killed children.

So in a way, it was for the best.

Still, Saint Jeanne and Toshizou Hijikata could betray him. But I would always stay by his side.

As for those who are by his side, there is a new Hero among our ranks. This Fuma Kotaro is quite the character.

He had declared that he would not have served Demon King Ashta, had he killed the child.

He appeared as a cold-hearted ninja, but there was clearly a compassionate side there as well.

Perhaps my Master, ‘Demon King Astha,’ has a knack for attracting such people to him.

It would explain why so many of them are pleasant people.

Which of course, makes me think. I must also have a pleasant disposition.

With this thought in my mind, I got up and stood in front of the mirror that was in my room.

It was a very large mirror.

My room was always clean, which made it seem rather sterile.

It was only this mirror and a few makeup tools that suggested a female occupant.

Perhaps I should change the curtains? Something pink?

I wondered.

I could always go to the market and search for them tomorrow. But first… A certain woman’s face appeared in my mind.

A woman who seemed to never stop smiling.

Saint Jeanne.

It felt that much time had passed since she came here, but she was very accepting of everyone. It didn’t matter if they were human or demon.

The Master seemed to like her a lot.

“If only I could laugh as does…”

The thought suddenly came.

In front of the mirror, I use my hands to move my lips and forcefully create a smile. But it looks terrible.

However, I continued to stand in front of the mirror every morning and practice.

It was to turn the head of the nicest man in the world.

To be loved by the kindest Demon King…