Betrayed by His Party, a Failed Healing Mage Revived Past Demon Lords Out of Spite and They Were All Overpowered Beautiful Girls - 14

Chapter 14: The Healing Mage Is Once Again Digs Up Graves

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“Hmm…”

“Ah~? What’s the matter, Onii-san? Got something on your mind~?”

“Huh? Ah, Meme-san.”

While groaning in the Sky Demon Castle’s garden cemetery, Meme spoke to me. Pestia was beside her. They seemed to have grown close somehow and lately often acted together.

I answered Meme’s question with a wry smile.

“It’s not exactly a worry… I was just thinking about how I could defeat the hero party.”

“W-Wanna let me handle it with my plague magic?”

“Ah, no, that’s not it… I mean, I want to handle it with my own strength.”

“Pestia, you’re really stupid, huh~. Even if someone kills someone who annoys you, it wouldn’t feel satisfying, right~?”

“Huh? If they die, isn’t it the same thing?”

Pestia tilted her head in complete incomprehension. I couldn’t put it into words properly, but somehow, the quietest personality among the Demon Lords felt the most terrifying to me.

“…I’ve been thinking about how to get stronger, and while going back and forth with ideas, I lost track of what I should actually do…”

“Uh, um, then… Well, ei!”

“Mgh!?”

“W-Wait, Pestia!? What are you doing to Onii-san!?”

Suddenly, Pestia hugged me. Her soft, huge chest enveloped my face, and I couldn’t breathe.

S-So suffocating…!! But she smells amazing!!

“U-Um, a friend once told me that this is the best thing for someone feeling anxious.”

“Friend~? You have friends, Pestia~?”

“Y-Yes!! Someone named Ain Soph… she killed me, but… ah, she’s a saint, and she taught me this!!”

Wait, wait. That’s a lot of information.

“You’re friends with a saint? Someone who killed you?”

“Y-Yeah!! Ehehe, a lot happened, but in the end, we became friends.”

How does that even happen? If someone killed me, I’d hate them with all my being.

…She’s scary in a different way.

“Huh?”

“W-What’s wrong, Valsh-kun? You’re suddenly staring at my face…”

“No, it’s just… Pestia-san, it’s hard to see with your bangs, but I think you’re really pretty.”

“Eek!?”

Her facial features were sharp and symmetrical, like a doll. There were slight dark circles under her eyes, but even discounting that, she was beautiful.

“T-Thank you… I guess…”

“Hey, Onii-san!! Don’t ignore Meme and flirt with Pestia!!”

“No, I’m not really flirting.”

Finally freed from her chest, I could breathe again.

…Though part of me felt a little reluctant.

“Oh, right. Thinking about Pestia’s story gave me an idea. Onii-san, you should learn too~. There are Demon Lords around, after all.”

“Elizabeth-san and Elshadow-san are all intuition-based, so I can’t understand what they’re saying…”

“That’s not true for Meme~!! I’ll teach you how to break girls~”

“How to ‘break girls’?”

What am I supposed to do if I learn that…? Well, the hero party besides Albert are all girls… maybe it’s not a bad idea?

“D-Do you want me to teach you my plague magic?”

“Huh!? Really!?”

“Onii-san, your reaction is different than with Meme, isn’t it~?”

I wanted to say no. Plague magic was the worst magic in history, nearly destroying humanity once. If I mastered it, I would definitely get stronger. Just as I was about to nod at Pestia’s offer, she laughed cheerfully and said.

“Y-Yeah. If you fail even a little, you’ll die, but do your best.”

“Ah, sorry. Let’s forget I said anything…”

“Onii-san, you’re scared~? You’re really pathetic~”

I want to say I value life… especially since I’ve died once already.

“…At this rate, I guess the only option is to resurrect a new Demon Lord who can teach me powers I can actually learn.”

“Sounds unlikely~”

Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. I handed shovels to Meme and Pestia and dug up the Demon Lord’s grave.

After resurrecting Pestia before, I had slept for about ten days, so it should be fine to use resurrection magic now. As usual, I opened the coffin. Inside, sleeping with her hands folded, was a woman with glossy black hair cut at shoulder length and a dignified face. Her mouth was covered with a leather muzzle mask, and one of her two horns was broken halfway.

“Another stunning beauty…”

“Y-Yeah… she’s beautiful…”

“And she’s got huge boobs again~”

At that moment, Elizabeth and Elshadow arrived a bit late.

“I thought Valsh would try to resurrect a new Demon Lord, so I came.”

“The last Demon Lord we revived surrendered before we fought, and I was frustrated. This time, we’ll go all the way.”

“Ah, uh… s-sorry.”

Elshadow’s words made Pestia flinch and hide behind me.

I wish she wouldn’t use me as a shield.

“…”

“Valsh, what’s wrong?”

“Well… Why are all the Demon Lords women? I’m starting to feel a bit out of place here.”

“You did it, Valsh. It’s a harem. You must be happy.”

Happy? Not really… Well, the Demon Lords are all extremely beautiful, so I guess it’s not unpleasant.

…What am I thinking about?

Shaking my head to refocus, I touched the Demon Lord sleeping quietly in the coffin and cast resurrection magic. Her eyes snapped open.

“…Who… who are you…? Did you bring me back?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Thanks. Now I can make more.”

Make? What?

“What is your name?”

“I am Nayaka. No, my name doesn’t matter. Sorry, I have no time to talk to you.”

“Oh?”

“Oh? You’re lively, unlike last time.”

Elshadow’s face twitched with blue veins showing, while Elizabeth swung her fists threateningly beside her. Despite their intimidation, Nayaka remained unshaken. She ignored them and moved to the edge of the cemetery, chanting a spell. In the next moment, a small hut with a chimney appeared before her.

“Summoning magic the entire hut? Amazing.”

The hero party also had a summoner named Karia… I’d heard that the heavier the object or creature being summoned, the harder the spell.

Demon Lords are truly out of this world.

“Don’t get in my way.”

With that, Nayaka entered the hut and closed the door. Elizabeth and Elshadow, left outside, grew angrier and prepared to storm the hut.

—Clang!!

A sound like metal being struck came from the hut Nayaka entered.

Clang!! Clang!! Clang!!

“What is that?”

“Sounds like metal being hammered.”

The hut had lattice windows, so everyone peeked inside. Nayaka was repeatedly hammering metal on an anvil, silently and over and over, stretching the glowing red metal.

Could it be…?

“Huh, she’s forging a sword.”

“And not just any sword.”

“What do you mean?”

“Each strike of her hammer imbues magic comparable to high-level spells. This isn’t just a sword. It’s a magical sword.”

A magical sword. It grants immense power to its wielder but demands a great cost.

“This is it…”

“Valsh?”

“This is it!!”

I stopped peeking through the lattice and rushed into the hut, begging Nayaka.

“Nayaka-san!! Teach me how to make a magical sword!!”

“I refuse.”

She refused.

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