【The Old Man of the Expelled Inn Unwittingly Dominates Today Too】Although I Want to Lead a Slow Life, for Some Reason the Strongest Beauties Who Hold Important Positions in the Country, and Were Once My Disciples, Gather Around Me Asking to Be Hired – Even Though I Only Taught Them a Little～ - Chapter 59: Prince Genus’s PoV: Genus Revives the Demon Lord

◇One week before Princess Mariessia of Fridania visits Baldo’s inn◇

“Hey, mirror. What is this place?”

“Ha-ha-ha~ This is the shrine where the Demon Lord is sealed.”

“The Demon Lord? You better not be spouting nonsense.”

“I speak no lies. Long ago, this is the tomb where the Demon Lord, defeated by a hero, rests~ Ha-ha-ha~”

The mirror from my pocket lets out its usual irritating laugh.

The Demon Lord, huh?

That’s a tale from hundreds of years ago. Did such a being even exist?

As I proceed deeper into the antiquated shrine, I emerge into an open space.

In the center, there’s an altar, covered in dust.

“Tch, what a gloomy and filthy place.”

“Ha-ha-ha~ Touch that stone monument~ With your malice, the Demon Lord should awaken.”

“Huh? What’s this about malice?”

“Is the Demon Lord alive?”

“Perhaps.”

“Will he listen to what I say? The Demon Lord?”

“That depends on the contract~”

What’s with that ambiguous response?

“Well, if you wish to continue your stinky life, you’re free to turn back~ Ha-ha~”

Tch… As if I could end things here…

I reach out and touch the stone monument.

The monument slowly begins to distort, then starts transforming into a human shape.

“Are you the one who has awakened me?”

The human shape turns towards me.

—Is this the Demon Lord?

What the? He looks no different from a human. Lacks a bit of impact.

“Yes! I’m the one who woke you up, you should be grateful… guuuh.”

What the!? My body feels heavy… I… I’m being crushed…

“You do not know how to address the Demon Lord. Do not judge me by my appearance, boy. Even without a physical form, I can easily crush someone like you.”

“Guha!”

My body feels like it’s going to be crushed… What is this magic?

“Kukuku, let’s take a look at your past.”

He closes his eyes, looks at me, and sneers.

“You bastard… Ha, ha…”

“Isn’t it you who’s the fool here? To think you could do such foolish things~ Kukuku.”

Don’t insult me.

Shit— My vision is fading.

“What’s the matter, human? Going to die already? Well, with all you’ve done, it’s no surprise. Kukuku.”

Hah? Don’t mess with me…

“I’m right… It’s them who are the fools… Damn it! I can’t forgive that Baldo guy.”

“Ho…”

The Demon Lord snaps his fingers, and the crushing weight assaulting me suddenly stops.

“Kukuku, your disdain for humanity. I like it. What do you wish for?”

“Tch… I will reclaim my throne as king. Kill that Baldo bastard, and then create a nation that only praises me!”

“Very well—then we shall make a contract. I will help you reclaim your kingdom and kill this Baldo. In return, I will take your soul.”

“My soul? Don’t joke with me!”

“I am not jesting. As you see, I lack a physical form. That detestable hero has eradicated my body. If the contract is fulfilled, I can temporarily regenerate a physical form.”

“My soul…”

“Yes… And once the contract is completed, your soul will nourish me, allowing for my complete revival.”

“There’s no other way to turn this around~ Ha-ha-ha~”

The mirror eggs me on.

Don’t mess with me… What’s the point of reclaiming anything if I lose my soul?

“What the hell is a soul anyway?”

“Kukuku… Let me show you.”

As he said that, the Demon Lord extended his hand over my chest. A black mass began to rise up.

—Is this my soul!?

It’s quite black…

“…Guah! It stinks!”

The Demon Lord jumps back, taking some distance. Why is he holding his nose?

“Ah? What are you doing?”

“You! What is this soul? It’s too foul! Even among demons, there are no souls this black!”

“Don’t mess with me! What do you mean, ‘my soul stinks’?”

“It’s beyond merely smelling bad! Ugh~, I don’t want this!”

Hey, hey, what’s wrong with my pure white soul? Did he wake up just to spout nonsense?

“Wait a moment, Demon Lord, here’s a good one~”

The mirror interrupts the conversation and projects something… What is this!?

It was my beloved Mariessia.

“Ho… There’s a top-notch soul if I ever saw one, kukuku, looks delicious.”

The Demon Lord licked his lips at the sight of my Mariessia.

“Don’t mess around! Mariessia is mine! Who would give her to you!”

“Kukuku, worry not, I only need the soul. The empty vessel can be yours. You can do as you please with it~ Maybe I’ll put in a compliant soul for you~”

“I can do whatever I want with Mariessia…”

“Yes, her physical body won’t be harmed. It’s convenient for you, isn’t it? Kukuku.”

Mariessia, for some reason, fancies that Baldo guy.

Damn it, she’s mine.

“—Fine. I’ll take that deal.”

“Kukuku, so be it— Since it’s a proxy contract, I’ll need something that belongs to the person. Gather them within 10 days.”

“Ah? What do you need?”

“Her hair, eyelashes, nails, teeth, earwax. It’s a high hurdle, but make sure to collect them.”

“Tch, this better be worth it.”

I hand over the items specified by the Demon Lord.

Ah? Why is he looking so dumbfounded?

I’ve been collecting all sorts of things from Mariessia since she was a child.

—This should be obvious.

“……Oh. Lastly, underwear (used)…”

“Tch, don’t drip-feed the requests.”

I reluctantly hand over the prized panties (used).

Well, if Mariessia becomes mine to control, I can get as many as I want.

“You… how much of a pervert are you… Even I, the Demon Lord, am appalled…”

“Hey, cut the crap! Is the contract established or what!”

“Kukuku~ Yes, with this, the contract is complete.”

The Demon Lord’s translucent body began to glow with a black light.

A skeletal structure forms, and layers of muscle start to cover the bones.

—Guhhhh

“It’s been a while since I’ve had a physical form! I will fulfill your wishes, and the contract will be complete! Now—my minions, arise!”

As the Demon Lord spoke, demons began to swarm around us.

This is incredible… I might actually reclaim my throne.

“By the way…”

“What?”

“That Baldo guy, is he strong?”

“Ah? No way! It’s his entourage that’s strong.

He’s just—an old man!”

“Kukuku~ Is that so, is that so. Now, let’s go. To the royal capital of Fridania.”