Chapter 94: The Demon King’s Fierce General Experience Card

Succubi.

The world’s worst flying mounts.

Of course, they “took off” in bed quickly enough…

Seeing how quickly Liya slipped into her role, Jones immediately discussed the next phase with his Poo-poos.

“After simulating your appearance, we need to simulate a few of Demon King Leah’s signature spells. I can assist you with that, Lili.”

Jones unsheathed his heavy holy sword and enchanted it with [Blade of Light].

“What spells does Demon King Leah usually use?”

Liya asked, pretending to be ignorant.

“Hmm…”

Jones reminisced for a few seconds before answering seriously.

“The three moves that left the deepest impression on me were Dimensional Slash, Annihilation, and Super Speed.”

Liya: “?”

‘What the hell is Super Speed? Do I even have something like that?’

‘Wait… are you talking about the ancient elven high-tier magic — Time Stop?’

Her lip twitched slightly.

‘Fine, as expected of a Hero. Even when analyzing an enemy, we stat-monsters only look at the numbers! You really don’t use your brain at all, do you!’

“I can help you simulate all three of these moves, Lili. You just need to cycle through them,” Jones instructed earnestly.

Liya’s heart skipped a beat, and she asked timidly, “Really? Then, then, Lili will give it a try.”

She looked up and pointed at a rock, concentrating as she shouted, “Dimensional Slash!”

Swish, swish, swish —

Seven or eight lightning-fast flashes of sword light flickered, and the rock was instantly sliced into several pieces.

‘Hey! This is fun!’

Liya’s playful side took over as she pointed at another rock.

“Annihilation!”

Upon hearing the command, Jones immediately activated [Super Speed].

He rushed to the rock Liya was pointing at, pulled out a small hammer, and began to strike it.

Bang, bang, bang!

He didn’t stop until the rock was completely smashed.

He then gathered the gravel, pressed it back into the shape of a rock, and silently retreated to his original spot, resuming his previous pose.

As Super Speed ended, the rock suddenly crumbled with a clatter, turning into rubble and powder.

Liya, who was bouncing around on the heads of the dazed Poo-poos, was overjoyed.

“Fun! This is so much fun! Now this is what I call magic!”

“I want to use Teleportation!”

Liya pointed toward a tree branch.

Hearing this, Jones repeated the process.

During Super Speed, he moved Liya onto that branch and adjusted her small body so she was sitting securely.

Then, he returned to his original spot and deactivated the skill.

When Liya came to her senses, she realized she had indeed teleported.

Although she could roughly guess the ridiculous logic behind these “spells,” Liya still wanted to say — this! This was real magic!

She couldn’t wait to use her new magic in a fight!

“I remember Demon King Leah had a very special unit. Every member wore heavy enchanted armor and carried greatswords and heavy shields. They were called the National Protection Army. I happened to have seized a full set of their armor, so why don’t I play that role?”

Jones suddenly interjected.

Liya froze.

Her high spirits were suddenly dampened by an indescribable sense of gloom.

The National Protection Army was the core unit she had spent an enormous amount of effort building.

Unfortunately, the entire army had been wiped out.

Falling on the battlefield was a relatively honorable end for soldiers, but what Liya couldn’t accept was that they had fallen because of her tactical errors and the betrayal of her own intelligence system.

“Master Hero!”

Amie, spying an opportunity, eagerly tried to take credit.

“Hehe~ we played a big part in the Annihilation of the National Protection Army! Amie and my mother put in a lot of effort for that~!”

Jones sighed.

“The Empire will remember your contribution… though it is hardly something to be proud of.”

Liya gazed quietly at the succubus, the color of her bright pink eyes deepening.

—

Everything was ready.

A short while later, Jones and Liya quietly slipped into Nantes, the major military city that was the most uncooperative and full of “small gestures.”

Despite Nantes having the largest number of city guards and the best training level, the disaster relief efforts near the city were the worst in the region.

Troubles were frequent, and it was almost an open secret that they were passively resisting orders.

Finding a random alleyway, the Poo-poos reassembled into the Demon King, and Jones donned the armor of the Demon Race’s National Protection Army.

Liya stared blankly as Jones put on the jet-black, flamboyant armor she had personally designed.

For a moment, she felt a subtle sense of nostalgia and joy, as if time had flowed backward to those high-spirited days when her “comrade” still stood guard behind her.

“How is it?”

Jones asked as he donned the helmet.

“Are there any flaws exposed?”

Liya shook her head.

“Moo~ moo~ none at all~”

Beside them, Amie was trembling.

She was scared to death.

These two were acting too realistically; her legs shook just from seeing that armor and that face.

“You will play the Demon King’s maid.”

Jones pulled out an Iron Mask he had prepared beforehand and placed it on Amie.

Success depends on secrecy.

Until the problem was solved, he definitely couldn’t let this unstable element go.

Since that was the case, he might as well put her to use to add credibility to little Lili’s performance.

A succubus maid by the Demon King’s side was perfectly reasonable.

“Good luck, Lili. Do you remember the plan I gave you?”

Jones gave his final instructions.

“In the name of ‘seeking cooperation from the mastermind,’ scare, torture, and interrogate them until you find out who is behind this.”

“Mm~”

Liya nodded with a complex expression as she gazed at Jones in his National Protection Army attire.

She took a deep breath, summoning back the feeling of her past self.

A powerful aura belonging to a high-ranking ruler gradually spread from Liya.

Amie’s legs shook even harder.

She had seen Demon King Leah several times in person, and she knew all too well how much the person in front of her resembled the real thing!

‘Can an actor really reach this level?’ Amie looked on with suspicion and fear.

The “Demon King” walked gracefully out of the alley and headed straight for the City Lord’s mansion.

Facing the guards blocking the way, she was polite and refined.

Her slow movements didn’t show much arrogance, yet they possessed an undeniable majesty.

The guards were intimidated by this aura and looked at each other.

They asked cautiously and respectfully, “May we ask who you are…?”

“Demon King Leah,” Liya replied leisurely.

The guards were stunned at first, then confused, and finally, they flew into a rage.

“Ha! If you’re going to impersonate someone, at least pick someone normal! Do you think we don’t know what Demon King Leah looks like? The Demon King is a three-meter-tall man with exploding muscles and bone spikes growing all over his body!”

“Bullshit,” a guard nearby countered with a laugh.

“Your version is outdated. In the latest version, Demon King Leah is a monster with a snake’s head and a human body with eight heads who loves to eat the hearts of little girls.”

Liya’s face went dark.

‘Bastards! Even if history is written by the victors, you shouldn’t insult the “loser” like this!’

‘How did the handsome and elegant king end up being described as such a freak?’

However, a true king wouldn’t bother getting angry at small fry.

She silently pointed at the guards and used her “new magic.”

And then…

Nothing happened.

The guards looked at her as if they were mocking a fool.

Liya turned back, incensed, and locked eyes with Jones through the vision slit of his National Protection Army helmet.

Jones’s puzzled gaze seemed to ask: ‘Are we starting already?’

Liya had no choice but to point two more times, pointing forcefully.

Her white cheeks puffed out in frustration, making her look quite adorable.

Clang —

A short, piercing metallic ring echoed.

In the next instant, countless flashes of sword light flickered.

The armor and undergarments of the guards exploded collectively, turning into dozens of fragments.

The previously solemn and guarded gates of the City Lord’s mansion were now blocked only by a group of naked men.

“Holy shit!”

“Oh no! This pretty boy is a pervert!”

“Strip-tease magic! What a skilled strip-tease magic!”

The naked men scattered in a panic.

Liya covered her forehead in despair and turned back silently, staring at Jones with a resentful gaze.

Jones saw that there was no one else around, shrugged, and said helplessly, “I couldn’t exactly kill them over such a small thing, could I?”

Liya started to speak but stopped.

After a long while, she sighed.

“Fine.”

“Then… shall we continue?”

“Continue. You go first.”

“Understood.”

Jones kicked open the gates of the City Lord’s mansion, shouldered his greatsword, and stormed inside to clear the path for his “Lord Demon King.”