Betrayed by His Party, a Failed Healing Mage Revived Past Demon Lords Out of Spite and They Were All Overpowered Beautiful Girls - 11

Chapter 11: The Healing Mage Is Put in Charge

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The Demon Lord Pestia. She was also known as the “Plague Demon Lord.” There was no one who did not know that name. She was a Demon Lord who used plague magic, scattering disease as a mist with terrifying infectivity and lethality that could not be cured even by potions or healing magic. It was said that within just one month of her birth, she killed ninety percent of the continent’s population.

It was well known that humanity would have gone extinct if the Saintess at the time had not defeated her by brute force, relying on the goddess’s blessing and ignoring the plague. With Pestia’s power, wiping out humanity would surely be easy.

“Ah, plague magic is prohibited.”

“Eh?”

Elizabeth immediately declared a ban on plague magic to Pestia in an instant.

“M-my only identity has been prohibited…”

“Well, if humanity gets wiped out too easily, it wouldn’t be fun. Ah, but please deploy it around the old Demon Lord’s castle where the Sky Demon Castle and the transfer gate are. That way, our defense will be perfect.”

“A-ah, okay…”

Pestia did not even argue back against Elizabeth and simply nodded quietly. There was not a trace of a Demon Lord in her demeanor, and she did not look at all like the most feared Demon Lord who nearly wiped out humanity within a month of her birth.

“Now then, with Pestia joining our ranks following Meme, we will begin the ‘Third Executive Meeting of the New Demon Lord’s Army.’ Yes, applause.”

Elizabeth suddenly started the meeting. Elshadow clapped dutifully, Meme clapped half-heartedly, and Pestia clapped while matching the others. Elizabeth opened her mouth with a serious expression.

“I realized something. The position of a hidden boss pulling the strings from the shadows is really cool.”

““““Huh?””””

My voice overlapped with Elshadow, Meme, and Pestia.

“So, starting today, I will call myself the Great Demon Lord. The four of you here will act as public-facing Demon Lords, so please keep that in mind.”

“Four? Wait, am I included in that?”

“You are.”

“There’s no way I’m suitable for that!?”

I was the weakest among this group. Other than being able to use resurrection magic, I was useless, only capable of lower-tier healing magic. Treating me as equal to the other three would be a problem.

“Ah, you’re right. Making Valsh a Demon Lord wouldn’t work.”

Thank goodness. It seemed Elizabeth had understood my lack of ability.

“Valsh is the most important asset in the New Demon Lord Army, so I would like you to act as my right-hand man and coordinate the Demon Lords.”

“Huh!? Didn’t my position just go up!?”

“Valsh is the backbone of the New Demon Lord Army, so this treatment is appropriate.”

“W-wait, backbone…?”

That might be true, but it still felt like an overestimation. I was weak. Watching Elizabeth and Elshadow made that clear. The world of monsters was a complete meritocracy. No one followed the weak. Meme aside, I did not think Elshadow would accept it. Well, I was not sure about Pestia.

“Hmm, I do not mind.”

“Huh?”

“Meme will follow Onii-san’s orders too~”

“Eh!?”

“I-I will follow everyone…”

“Seriously…?”

That was unexpected. Everyone agreed.

“I-is that really okay, Elshadow-san? That means you’ll be under me, you know?”

“I do not mind. If my master has decided it, then it is only natural to obey.”

It seemed I had misunderstood something. The world of monsters was not just a pure meritocracy, but an “ultra” meritocracy where even the weak followed orders from the strong. Maybe it felt simpler and easier to understand than human society because I had become a vampire. And then, at that moment—

“I just got an idea.”

Elizabeth clapped her hands together. What had she thought of now? I was starting to feel a little afraid to hear it.

“The title of Great Demon Lord should be taken by Valsh, who is the coordinator of the Demon Lords.”

“Huh?”

“So I will call myself the ‘God Demon Lord.’ It sounds stronger than Great Demon Lord.”

At this point, it really felt like Elizabeth was deciding things on a whim. No, she definitely was deciding everything on a whim.

“Valsh, just keep reviving Demon Lords like usual. Let’s aim for an army of ten thousand Demon Lords.”

“There aren’t that many Demon Lord graves!?”

“It’s just a figure of speech.”

And just like that, the meeting ended, and everyone stood up to go do whatever they wanted. I also stood up to head to the garden cemetery to dig up more Demon Lord graves, but at that moment, my vision suddenly warped, and I could no longer stand properly.

“Huh? Wha… why…”

Something was wrong. I had been regularly feeding on blood from the elf girl, and just yesterday I had drunk together with Elizabeth. I was not hungry. And yet, my body felt far heavier than when I was hungry, and I even felt nauseous.

“U-um, are you okay? You look unwell…”

“I-I’m fine…”

Pestia spoke to me with concern, and I tried to say I was fine, but—

“Ah, no… I’m not…”

“Huh?”

“I’m going to collapse…”

I collapsed, burying my face into Pestia’s large chest. This felt like something that had happened before…

“Hyah!? W-what!? Are you okay!?”

“Valsh really likes diving into big chests, huh.”

“Tch. Big boobs are annoying~”

“This is not the time for that!!”

Pestia tried to calm Elizabeth and Meme, who were directing hostility at her. Then Elshadow spoke.

“Valsh. You are extremely exhausted.”

“Exhausted?”

“No, thinking about it calmly, it is only natural. Resurrection magic is a spell that twists the laws of the world. There is no way it can be used repeatedly. You will need several days of rest.”

Now that she mentioned it, I had revived Meme some time after reviving Elshadow. It might be the backlash from reviving Pestia immediately after bringing Meme back to life. I never thought resurrection magic would have a drawback.

“…Hmm, in that case, Valsh will rest for a while.”

“Is that really okay?”

“The New Demon Lord Army aims to be a white workplace. So, let’s have you rest in my room.”

“I appreciate it, but please don’t drink my blood, okay? If you do that now, I feel like it’ll cause all kinds of problems…”

“To anticipate my actions… as expected of my right-hand man.”

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