I’m the Demon King, but There Are Too Many Heroes

012. Dwarf Princess

“Come on, let’s think about it. The warriors confidently opened the door that there was a weak monster. But what if there is something else instead of monsters and mazes?”

“If it were a dwarf, it would be a joke. Do you want ridicule, not magic?”

“If you bring the word taunt out in front of me, Gordon, even you can blow your head.”

“·················ogue.”

Gordon kept his mouth shut as his life exploded in an instant.

“Do not explain again. I’m not talking about dwarves. I mean the tools they make. What if a gigantic ballista fires crossbows, logs and engines work, and a gigantic cannon full of explosives spit fire between them?”

“uh···.”

that’s pretty much

“It’s not quite, but it will definitely have an effect.”

The standard of the Demon King has already been studied and destroyed by the warriors of Arain.

As a result, there was a standard for warriors, and using a dwarf is a trick that can overtake it.

“There are deep-rooted stereotypes among heroes.”

Weak monsters appear on the first floor, and higher-level demons and demons appear as you go up.

“That is true for them.”

This is because the demon kings have kept the standard as the truth. It was no different from brainwashing over hundreds of years.

“But what if all the corpses that the dwarves put their heart and soul into were poured out like bombs all at once? What if it’s not even moving with mana?”

“enough···.”

There is a possibility.

If you are a demon, you can say no. But being human was different.

Even if he is a strong warrior who can face the Demon King, he is still a human being. If the stomach is punctured and the intestines ruptured, it will die.

A minor wound to demons becomes a serious injury to humans.

Any unexpected attack at a completely unexpected timing can annihilate or at least inflict fatal wounds.

“Then I know you agree.”

Gordon, blankly imagining the scene, shook his head hastily.

“Anyway, that doesn’t fit the standard…”

The Demon King was no longer there.

* * *

The dimension of Arain is clearly human.

Although many different races live, more than 70% of them have been passed on to humans, and more than 20% are unexplored areas, and less than 10% of the areas where these races live.

Even that small area was divided and eaten by different races.

So, to find these races, we had to go quite deep. Because all the good places have been occupied by humans.

Among them, the Dwarves, who excelled in metallurgy, were famous for making underground nests in mountainous areas with many veins.

Berges stood at the entrance to their underground city, covering their faces with a thick hood. The ends of the crossbows pointed towards him.

“stop. Where are you from?”

“I am a mercenary from Puran.”

He presented the mercenary card he obtained from the Red Hawk mercenaries.

“Are you human?”

“exactly.”

“What is the dragon?”

On the way, he held out a sword with a missing blade that he picked up moderately.

“You’re using cheap stuff.”

“Don’t make an accident.”

Drooling-

Upon entering, a huge balloon fell vertically. The subtle energy of mana led Berger underground.

‘This is my first time.’

Before returning, he had experience killing countless dwarves, but it was the first time he had personally visited the city.

‘If you like a weapon that a warrior has, it was all the work of the dwarfs.’

So, there were not one or two cities that sent demons to annihilate them.

Enormous goods and spoils were a bonus, but they did not know the importance of money back then. It was a time when only strength, magic, and standard were pursued.

‘It was stupid.’

With that money, I would have bought a kingdom and left.

The door opened. A long stretch of road continued.

The buildings along the road were arranged in an orderly manner.

A planned city that is different from the central heating city of humans. Something stiff and delicate.

earth earth-

A gentle warmth approached me.

The sound of hammers is faintly heard, and black smoke spreads out from the ceiling.

Dwarves roaming around in between.

Berge entered the nearby inn first.

“human···?”

He endured the wary gaze of the short owner and the rip-off of eating five silver coins in one night.

“Only five in one night?”

“If you don’t like it, don’t. But isn’t there an innkeeper who can put humans to sleep below that price?”

“When did you sign a peace treaty?”

“The past does not disappear just because an agreement is signed.”

Well, Berge didn’t know.

“I’ll give you one more if you tell me the best craftsman in the city.”

“Are you a warrior who came to fix the equipment?”

“There is no law that only the warriors have to fix the equipment.”

“Two twins.”

“Fairytale?”

“Silver, of course.”

“I heard that the Dwarves light up their money just as much as the warriors.”

“Because humans reveal money.”

Berger placed seven silver coins on the table.

“Logger Friedree. From the central square, walk for 1km along the east boulevard and it will be on your right. But if you go, you won’t get what you want. Because there are many reservation guests. I don’t have time to deal with the work of a single mercenary.”

“Did you get paid for selling such information?”

“Because the question was to tell you about an outstanding craftsman.”

The Dwarf shrugged and handed the key.

“The third floor, room 303.”

“Are you there now?”

“Maybe it’s because I don’t come out of the workshop very well. I don’t know if I’ll be able to meet you because I haven’t come out too much.”

“Thank you.”

First, I went up to the third floor. The room was shabby. Just a small table and an old bed.

But it didn’t really matter. I opened the window and went out.

He covered his face with a robe and headed to the workshop.

Five gigantic chimneys were seen spewing black smoke. Contrary to what the owner said, there was no long line.

Instead, there were armed soldiers. enough dozens. I don’t know if the handsome craftsman himself hired him or if it was the rulers of the city who lived high on him, but one thing was certain.

skill.

At least the innkeeper didn’t lie.

‘Actually, it’s the Dwarvens that are known to do exactly the money.’

Greed is another difference from those who have more money and can’t afford it.

Berge entered the workshop secretly, avoiding the gaze of the Dwarves.

Tick-knock-

The sound of the hammer, which was hardly audible from outside, rang through the whole building like thunder. The heat was nothing compared to before.

Down there, I could see Dwarves taking off their coats and sweating profusely. It was quite spectacular to see dozens of craftsmen handling the furnace at once.

‘Who among me…’

logger?

In my heart, I wanted to kidnap them all, but when that happens, their identities are always revealed.

‘A dagger that has already been shown is not a dagger.’

The question of why the Demon King kidnaps the Dwarf makes them break the stereotypes about the Demon Lord. So, the demon lord’s kidnapping of dwarves should never be caught.

So, he made him the best guy possible.

That was then.

woo woo-

A small vibration disturbed his senses.

It was a secret intruder warning magic that I couldn’t figure out because I was so engrossed in it.

“It’s an intruder!”

“It’s Logger-sama’s workshop!”

The soldiers moved in a hurry.

The sound of the sirens chimed in interrupted the craftsmen’s hammering.

But that’s it.

Knock-

Rather, it was a good thing.

front of the hallway. The only sound of a hammer came through the door. The shouts of the soldiers ‘Logger’s Room’ lingered in Berge’s ears.

“·················ogue.”

I opened the door carefully. A scorching heat struck.

I saw a dwarf hammering, boasting of his wriggling back muscles.

The red-hot metal spewed out colorful flames. Infused with intense mana. The series of processes was even beautiful.

But at that moment.

“·················ogue.”

“·················ogue.”

The Dwarf turned his body and looked straight at Berger.

Their eyes met each other.

“… Demons?”

“···Warrior?”

Instinct hostility towards each other surged like a storm.

The dwarf set fire to the furnace. A fierce flame struck Berge. A heavy hammer fell between them.

But the hammer could not penetrate his body. The flames of the brazier were familiar as friends.

Awkward-

Rough grips grabbed the dwarf’s collar.

“You are quite weak for a warrior.”

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More than any warrior I’ve ever faced.

Berger gave a sinister smile.

* * *

A warrior is a guardian.

Demons are invaders.

A warrior who has been chosen as a dimension instinctively senses an aggressor.

Invaders instinctively recognize their natural enemies.

No complicated process is required.

The moment they see even the slightest gap, they realize that they are enemies.

That was the reason why Berger dared to put Granada as his face. No matter how much he hides his face, if he goes out in person, the moment he meets the hero and reveals even a little bit of his power, his identity will inevitably be revealed.

Because you never know when or where you will meet a hero in this world.

“Ugh…!”

The Dwarf’s face turned pale.

“More than any other hero I have ever faced.”

A hero is a being who has received dimensional power by itself. Because it is the will of the dimension itself to protect the world, it must become stronger.

Of course, if you haven’t become a hero for a while, you may be weak. But it wasn’t a dwarf called a logger.

It had a reputation for being the best in the city. It would never have been built up in a day or two.

How can such a person be so weak?

“Hey, why are demons here?”

“Well.”

I came to kidnap you. If it was originally

“This has gotten in trouble.”

I thought he was an ordinary craftsman, but he was a hero.

‘Should I just reveal that I am the Demon King and kill him?’

His force was poor, but his reputation was enough to make an underground city cry. Due to the nature of the Dwarves, it must have spread to other cities as well.

It’s a little different from when you killed other warriors, but it will have a big effect.

No, really?

The death of a warrior is valuable because the hero is their hope. But is there really hope for such a weakened hero?

“The door is open!”

“Aiming for Logger-sama!”

The voices of the soldiers quickly approached.

Logger shook his head desperately.

‘Why are demons here?’

The tower is the home of the demons. And the farther away from it, the weaker the force under the influence of the interference force.

The demon race hates weakness and cannot easily acknowledge their weakness. This is why only demons come to meet the warrior.

Even so, there is only one case where the demons or demon kings appear directly.

To kidnap a prince or princess.

‘no way···!’

Lightning flashed through Logger’s brain.

‘Princess…?’

The princess of the kingdom had recently visited here, the underground city of Wolfner, and stayed there to this day. The purpose is a weapon made by the logger, and as soon as it is completed, we decided to take it with us.

What if the demons knew that and came to this place?

Logger clenched his fists.

He hates fighting, but he was also a hero at first. I couldn’t afford to stand by as he was kidnapped.

“bloke! The princess will not be able to kidnap you!”

“Hey, was the princess here?”

“Don’t take the shichimi!”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to kidnap you.”

“···What?”

puck-

Logger’s vision darkened.

“Logger!”

What the belatedly arriving soldiers witnessed was an empty workshop and a weapon for the princess who was melting in the rising heat.

* * *

“Ugh.”

Logger opened his eyes. I saw an old ceiling. He couldn’t move his body or open his mouth as if he was tied to something.

“Are you awake?”

There was a deep voice, a deep magic.

“It is an inn outside the city. Now I want to get out of the city, but things are bigger than I thought. The boundaries were tight. Well, there’s nothing I can’t do to get out, but I don’t want to reveal my identity.”

Logger rolled his eyes. He saw a pupil looking down at him with his legs crossed and bored.

“So I just ask. Do you know of any secret passages? I know that there are several passages in the city of dwarves. If you’re a warrior, you probably know one or two…”

the guy whispers

“I will open my mouth. Shouting doesn’t make any sense, so if you want, I’ll let you do it until your vocal cords are torn.”

just-

light snap. The stiff tongue moved.

“…who knows what to say? As you said, I am a warrior. Do you know how a hero can help a demon like you?”

“I am giving you a choice. Will I be able to go out with it like this? Or will he watch the princess be kidnapped from the underworld?”

“··········!”

After all, the purpose was to be a princess!

Logger clenched his teeth.

“The royal guards are escorting the princess. Do you think a demon like you would be able to kidnap a princess?”

“Let me correct one thing. I am not a demon, but a ‘Demon King’. So, even if there is an escort officer, it is possible.”

“···Devil?”

not a demon?

daughter soup-

“Oh, I thought of a more fun way than just killing you. After releasing you again, what will the Dwarves think if you kidnap the princess?”

“What are you up to!”

“The hero was captured by the demons and survived. And the princess disappeared. Isn’t it too clear? It’s called ‘the hero who sold the princess and begged for her life’. What a vicious warrior indeed.”

Humans call this social burial.

The Demon King snapped his fingers and murmured. Logger’s complexion turned pale with a cunning snake-like tongue.

It wasn’t living or living. I couldn’t even imagine the story after that. I’d rather die

“This vicious…!”

“Thanks for the compliment. I’ll give you another chance. What are you going to do?”

“I will go.”

The demon king and the hero ascended to the ground through the cave the hero had dug secretly.

* * *

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Meanwhile.

“·················ogue.”

The princess of the dwarf kingdom stared blankly at the half-melted mass of metal.

Something that cannot be seen as a weapon or armor.

“…so this is my weapon?”

“It was a weapon.”

“Shut up. before I kill you.”

The knight shut his mouth at the growling of the princess.

“Please explain to me why this happened.”

“The logger ball is gone. Just before disappearing, there was a great commotion, and there are testimonies from the soldiers. Therefore, we assume that you have been abducted first, and we are closing all entrances and conducting a search.”

“Damn it!”

Quang-

The princess clenched her fist. A fist pierced through the table and partly collapsed the floor. The knights staggered and screams were heard below.

“Is that child also called a hero?”

“He’s a hero, but he’s focused on the work of a blacksmith, so his power isn’t that great…”

“Come now! Catch that damn kidnapper and colonel in front of me!”

“I will definitely catch you!”

“Otherwise, this will be your head.”

Giggiggeek-

The iron goblet was distorted beyond recognition by her grip.

The knights’ complexion turned pale.