A Weak Demon Lord Started Livestreaming in a Bottom-Tier Dungeon and Went Viral?! After Completely Crushing Rude S-Rank Explorers and Annoying Streamers, the Internet Erupted in Praise. Um, I'm Supposed to Be the Enemy of Humanity, You Know? - 35 END

Chapter 35: The Weak Demon Lord Reminiscing the Past

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Three days had passed since the destruction of the evil god.

“Heeey, we’re coming right iiiiin!!”

“Excuse us…”

“Ah, u-um, excuse me…”

“We’re coming in.”

“We’re comin’ in, y’all!”

“Quite the crowd today. Al, would you prepare some tea?”

“At once.”

Erika-san, Konatsu-san, Rio-san, Akira-san, and Ryuugasaki-san had all shown up at once.

Apparently, they’d all run into each other in front of the secret room.

“U-um, Olden-san, so… What about Ivriel-san?”

“Ah, if you’re looking for Ivriel-sama, she’s sitting in the corner over there with her knees up, Rio-san.”

“Eh? Ah—”

When Rio-san glanced toward the corner of the room, there sat Ivriel-sama, hugging her knees and staring at the floor.

“Olden, why is she so depressed?”

“It’s a long story.”

I briefly explained what happened after defeating the evil god. On that day, when I summoned Ivriel-sama, I hadn’t actually gathered enough magical power.

If you thought about it rationally, it actually made sense.

From ancient times to the present, Demon Lords had collected magic in dungeons for summoning the Great Demon Lord. There was no way I, who had only been assigned to the Tokyo Dungeon for less than six months, could surpass them. The only reason I was able to summon her at all was because summoning magic happened to be my specialty.

“It seems she was shocked at how tiny she looked. And I… I accidentally left the livestream running while sharing my visual feed to the monitor.”

“Ah yeah, it went viral. ‘The Great Demon Lord Turns Into a Loli’—it’s been reposted everywhere.”

“Unauthorized reuploads are a big no-no!!”

Right. What shocked Ivriel-sama most was that her tiny, chibi appearance had been broadcast and widely spread all over the world.

“By the way, Erika-san, are you here to interview Ivriel-sama this time? I won’t stop you, but please be respectful. I’d rather not have the Tokyo Dungeon turn into another Nagoya Dungeon.”

“…Don’t talk about me as if I’m some god of destruction.”

“L-Ivriel-sama, would you like a shoulder massage?”

“…Hey, Rio-chan. I was dead at the time, so I don’t really know, but why is Olden sucking up so hard? I mean, I get he needs to be polite to you since you’re his superior, but this is just sad.”

“Ah—so, about that.”

Rio-san casually exposed my blunder.

“When he saw the tiny Ivriel-san, Olden-san apparently thought, ‘Oh, now’s my chance to overthrow her,’ and actually tried it.”

“Huh. And the result?”

“One punch. Turns out she’s still just as strong, even in chibi form.”

No! I was experiencing a slight momentary lapse in judgment! Besides, anyone would think the same as me, right? No one would expect to lose against someone smaller than a child!

“A-anyway, yes, I do want to interview Ivriel-san, but to be honest, this time I’m here about you, Olden-san!”

“Oh, me again?”

“Yes!! You’re trending online!! Right up there with the Great Demon Lord herself—your past is blowing up!!”

“Ehhh?”

Really?

“Hmph. Perfect timing.”

“I-Ivriel-sama?”

“Olden, you should show more pride in your accomplishments. You don’t act like a Demon Lord should, so younger demons look down on you.”

“W-well, it’s not really something worth bragging about, I’d say…”

“Then I’ll just ask directly! With her permission, of course! And yes—we’re going live!!”

At some point, Konatsu-san had finished setting up the livestream and was standing ready with a camera.

I—I guess there’s no escape for me now.

“So! What’s your connection to the evil god that appeared in the Nagoya Dungeon recently?”

“…It’s a very old story. Actually, it happened back when I was still just an ordinary demon, so it’s quite ancient, really.”

“Hmm, I see.”

Erika-san nodded with interest.

“I ruled over the entire Demon Realm, but—”

“That’s not ordinary at all!?”

“No, I was really just an ordinary demon. Back then, I just had a bit of social skills. I was about as capable as Rio-san was before she could use summoning or resurrection magic.”

“…You’re still as self-deprecating as ever.”

At that moment, Ivriel-sama suddenly cut in from the side.

Self-deprecating?

“You be quiet now. I’ll explain in your stead.”

“Oh!! Please do, Ivriel-san!!”

“Now then, where to begin? Back then, he was certainly weak. But through sheer character and communication skills alone, he unified the war-torn Demon Realm. In other words, he was the first Great Demon Lord.”

“A G-Great Demon Lord!? The same Olden-san who lives off vibes and momentum!?”

“Indeed. …Is that really how humans perceive you?”

“I mean, it’s not that far off.”

“I wasn’t complimenting you!”

Still, they were giving me way too much credit. Back then, I had none of the overwhelming power that Ivriel-sama possessed, nor could I use magic. Precisely because of that—

“But then there were those who ravaged the nation he governed.”

“Could it be…?”

“Yes. The same evil gods I crushed the other day.”

“Ravaged how, exactly?”

“…That part, Olden should explain.”

Ivriel-sama passed it to me—right when I least wanted it.

“It’s not a pleasant story. Viewer discretion advised.”

『Okay.』

『Hurry up or die.』

The viewers were way too aggressive. I began recounting the time when I felt the most helpless in my life.

“The citizens were devoured by the Evil God of Gluttony. Their corpses were desecrated by the Evil God of Sloth. The few survivors were violated by the Evil God of Lust.”

“Eugh.”

“The Evil God of Envy stalked me. The Evil God of Greed stripped them of everything. The Evil God of Wrath destroyed their lands.”

“Wait, what?”

“And the Evil God of Pride executed my friends in front of me, claiming it was for entertainment.”

“Uh… Wasn’t there something weird mixed in with all the dark stuff?”

Looking back, it was nothing but trauma.

“To destroy those evil gods, I gathered and fused with the souls of the slain. By concentrating the power of a million souls into myself, I became incredibly strong.”

“Olden used that strength to purge the evil gods, and then lost his power and gained an immortal body. He continues to live on behalf of the people he absorbed. Since this is demon’s soul we’re talking about, it’s doubtful he can truly live the life of over a million lives.”

“…Well, you just have to go as far as you can. Am I right, Ivriel-sama?”

At my peak, I was nothing more than a revenge machine against the evil gods. After I finished my vengeance and became immortal, I had no purpose. So I lived quietly in a cave.

Next thing I knew, thousands of years had passed, and the Demon Realm was once again at war. When I thought I’d join in for old times’ sake…

“I ended up provoking Ivriel-sama first thing and nearly got killed. I had to beg for my life on my knees.”

“Uwah….”

Please don’t look at me like that.

Then, Rio-san timidly raised her hand.

“U-um, sorry to interrupt. But why did those ancient evil gods suddenly appear in the Nagoya Dungeon?”

“Hmm? Ah, Rio. I know the reason. It’s because of her—Glen.”

“Eh? Glen-san?”

Ah, yes. The Nagoya Dungeon incident was indeed Glen’s fault.

“It seems she’d been collecting ancient artifacts from the Demon Realm. By chance, she got her hands on the heart of the Evil God of Gluttony—the one I failed to finish off.”

“One of her underlings found it, got consumed by its power, and the rest is history.”

“Then, um, what happened to Glen-san herself?”

“If you’re wondering about Glen…”

Ivriel-sama pointed to the ceiling. There, Glen was suspended by rope. Rio and the others gasped in shock.

“A punishment for foolishly being betrayed by her own subordinate. She’ll stay that way for another hundred years or so.”

“L-let me down… Let me down…”

“Honestly, it’s creepy and I’d like to let her down, but this is Ivriel-sama’s decision, so I can’t go against it…”

“Uwah…”

Rio-san was clearly disturbed by Ivriel-sama’s ruthlessness. Noticing this, Ivriel-sama grinned slyly.

“Say, Rio. Would you like to become my subordinate?”

“Ah, I’ll pass.”

“Why not?!”

How did she think that was going to work? Ivriel-sama closed in on Rio, who tried to flee—only to be caught instantly.

Poor thing. There was no way I could stop Ivriel-sama. Whether she liked it or not, Rio would likely be trained by Ivriel-sama to unleash her true potential. As her mentor, I felt a mix of pride and sadness for her.

“Olden-sama.”

“Oh, Al-san. Is something the matter?”

“No matter what happens, I will remain by your side.”

“Hm? Well, thank you.”

For some reason, Al-san declared her loyalty out of nowhere. I didn’t know the reason, but it didn’t feel bad.

…Just like always, today, the Tokyo Dungeon is so peaceful. 

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