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[18th Round] The Power of the Demon Lord

“The spirits you bind to Fantasy won’t be able to return anymore. Keep my warning in mind and think it over carefully.”

“Are you saying the First Angel can get her hands on them?”

“Only if we lose control of the system. If that happens, we’ll become her puppets anyway, so it’s better not to think about it.”

“Indeed…”

She was right. Wasting time pondering about it was pointless.

“Have you decided?”

“Yeah.”

“Boris! Come to me!”

“I’ve been feeling that your affection and interest in me had been gradually weakening after you got married, but I didn’t think you’d decide to get rid of me completely. This upsets me.” The most beautiful exorcist said upon her appearance.

“I’m sorry.” I decided to apologize first. I, myself, didn’t expect my father-in-law to foist his cowardly daughter on me.

I was also a victim, but I knew that it wouldn’t be enough of an excuse for Boris, who had been faithful to me, albeit having been isolated in silence.

In addition, she alone wouldn’t be able to stop the heroes and their companions due to the presence of Brave in their party.

No matter how good one’s stats were, if they weren’t “Mollan’s Apostle,” dropping to level 1 would severely limit them.

What I had to do in this case was simple.

My cowardly wife would solve this problem.

Ssosia put in so much effort to monopolize my love with her nasty jealousy.

“I have never been jealous of another woman because of him!”

“Lying is bad, my niece~”

“Because of your stupidity, auntie, this cowardly traitor is turning everything inside out!”

“Traitor?”

“…”

“Why are you trying so hard to deny it? How cute! Heeheehee!”

“Ugh… Why do you only become discerning in moments like this when you’re always playing the fool, auntie?”

“Because it’s funny! Heeheehee!”

Ssosia had finally admitted that she was jealous of other women even when her handsome MAX-Class husband was only just talking to them.

She covered her flushed, embarrassed face with both hands.

“It makes no sense for me to be jealous. I will always be the second…”

“That’s not true.”

Any other female, except for the first, couldn’t be loved more than the second.

This was my attempt to express love in numbers:

1st place: 50

2nd place: 10

3rd place: 9.9

4th place: 9.9

5th place: 9.9

6th place: 9.9

…

Maybe something like this.

Ssosia, who was crazy about me, was expecting an ideal picture like this:

1st place: 50

2nd place: 49.9

3rd place: 0.0001

…

In other words, her superficial logic, based on the premise that she supposedly had no reason to be jealous because she would always be the second, was wrong.

“Well? Do you want to argue?”

“You’re right, but do not forget that the opposite is also possible.”

What she hinted at was quite predictable:

1st place: 99.9

2nd place: 0.01

3rd place: ?

…

If she, forever in second place, renounced her love for me, causing hatred…

I would forever love only one woman.

However…

“So?”

My mother loved my father, who helped her with the housework.

And my father unconditionally loved only my mother.

It wasn’t such a bad concept.

“The woman you love can hate you. If that happens, you’ll have to become a eunuch… Anyway, enough about this!”

“It may be a lie, but it makes you nervous.”

If she wanted to close the topic, then she should’ve shared the solution to the problem!

“Ahem… I will divide Boris into four primordial personalities to make it easier to fight Brave.”

“Using your naughty fingers again?”

“Shut up!”

I observed how Ssosia manipulated the system.

“The First Angel, my aunt, controls time, and the First Demon controls space. I can give you simple examples. Thanks to my auntie, time in dimensions of Fantasy flows ten times slower, and heroes regress after death. The Demon Lord is responsible for the basis of the level and skill system. It provides the soul with a vessel (space) that can be filled and store power.”

“So I’m responsible for everyone’s stats?”

“Yes.”

After Ssosia’s explanation, I raised a reasonable question.

“If, as you say, the stats of all living beings is generated by my power, then why can’t I manipulate their levels and skills at will?”

“Because it is an artificial force.”

“You said it was the Demon Lord’s power.”

This demoness was trying to powder my brains!

“Maintaining artificial strength is a separate issue. Imagine we’re in a grocery store. No matter how much food you put there, you won’t be able to eat it if it rots. However, because my aunt freezes time in space, skills are maintained. She essentially transfers perishable food from the pantry to the freezer.”

My cowardly wife was clearly a graduate of the University of El Molando, the homeland of Master Mollan. She was good at explaining complicated concepts in layman’s terms.

If only she weren’t jealous.

“That’s enough!”

“I didn’t say anything.”

It was her own fault. I didn’t force her to rummage in her husband’s head, after all.

Demon Lord Power = Storage (Space)

Skills = Food

First Angel Power = Freeze (Time)

Storage + Freeze = Freezer (Stats)

In other words, abilities here in Fantasy resulted from the collaboration of the Demon Lord and the First Angel.

The system wouldn’t exist if one of them were missing.

So what about Boris?

“You combined four souls to create one powerful entity, right?”

“Yeah.”

She was the fusion of Spirit 1, Spirit 2, Spirit 3, and Spirit 4.

“You and your weird names… Anyway, she normally can’t be disassembled and separated. The souls merged completely, thus creating an entirely new being. Things are different now, however. You’re the Demon Lord who rules over space. You can divide space itself to disconnect the spirits from each other.”

“I see!”

I thought the Demon Lord position was just trash with a lot of Dark Energy, but it turned out to be quite fraudulent.

“Give it a try.”

“Okay.”

I focused.

Reality felt different now.

Everything had changed.

My consciousness expanded after Ssosia brought to my awareness that I could control space.

She should have told me this useful information earlier!

Boris, the “Human Spirit” with angelic wings and prominent breasts, was a single soul.

At least she was before.

Not anymore. I knew how she was created.

The outlines of the souls that composed her existence became visible.

Elven male, human male, elven woman, and a female angel. They were now tightly linked.

Breaking their ties would separate them into four entities, regaining their former selves.

Wasn’t that too boring, though?

“Boris.”

“I will accept any decision you make, sir. Do not worry. This is the price I have to pay for shattering Mistress Ssosia’s monopoly on your love and for making her jealous.”

“You are a really good girl.”

Ssosia should learn from her.

“Enough of this nonsense! Why am I being portrayed as a villain?! And why am I being portrayed as a cowardly wife trying with all her might to win her husband’s love and affection?!”

“Heehee! My niece still looks cute while burying herself further into this mess~”

“Ah…”

I left Ssosia alone after she had said too much and activated the Demon Lord’s power.

The principle was simple.

Soul, experience, skills.

I just had to separate those three concepts and put them in the right bodies.

“They shall be known as the Four Celestial Lords.”

I would even invent a legend for them.

“And what do you plan on calling them individually? King A, King B, King C, and King D?”

“Pfft! Just shut up and watch.”

Using my smartphone, I went to a website with games popular on Earth.

And… Copy, paste!

Lord of Legends: Yasuho

Lord of Betrayal: Hanjo

Lord of Death:

Lord of Steel: 2D

“I can’t believe you gave them real names, but I feel like you did it half-assedly.”

“Just listen for now. They each have their own legend, after all.”

Yasuho was a “male elf.”

He was a master of the sword, moving around the battlefield like the wind.

Since he was a former hero, he knew how to wield the Holy Swords properly, but he didn’t yet have one.

“Demon Lord, I am deeply grateful to you for resurrecting me, but I feel strange. Whenever I see my wife, I get the urge to kiss her feet.”

“That’s because you are your wife’s faithful slave.”

“Huh? Did I hear that wrong?”

“No, you heard everything correctly.”

Hanjo was a “female angel.”

She was a markswoman with a dragon tattoo.

The site stated that she was a man with tattoos all over his body, but I was too lazy to change her too much, so I compromised and left the tattoos alone.

“It seems to me that you grew lazy in choosing the tattoos as well. No matter how anyone looks at it, my tattoo depicts not a dragon but a snake. And my weapon isn’t even a bow. It’s a spear.”

“Do you want me to turn you into a man?”

“Thank you for my wonderful body, Demon Lord! Everything about it suits my taste!”

“Well, feel free to shut up then.”

“female elf.”

Her defeat at the hands of the Hero and her subsequent submission even corresponded to her real version.

For her devotion, I bestowed upon her outstanding breasts and a slave husband.

“Sir, I don’t know how to express my gratitude to you for fulfilling my wishes.”

“I’m glad you liked it.”

“I shall live a delightful life with my husband, who laughed at my chest all his life and turned me into a weapon after death.”

“I wish you happiness. Mollan.”

2D was a “female android.”

She wasn’t a huge mech, but a beautiful robotic lady who loved a little boy and fought for the glory of humanity.

Equipped with the strength of Brave, she was nigh-invincible.

How could a level 1 human hope to defeat an android in an equal fight?

“Kang Han Soo! Fix me now!”

“Boris, I admit, I didn’t make you the black blindfold the original had, but if you insist, I can fix it for you.”

“It’s not about my outfit! Why am I a woman? You didn’t even make me a human!”

“Well, considering the reference I used for your body…”

“You’re insane! You could have chosen a male member of the human race as the source! I was a prince! A prince!”

Boris was indeed the true son of the First Hero, but shortly before he became my subject, he was an “android maid.”

I just went along with this scenario.

Besides…

“I’m not going to redo everything. It’s too hot.”

“Then I refuse to cooperate!”

“That’s just impossible. You are equipped with a code that would make you kill your beloved little boy once I gave the order.”

“You have no compassion at all…”

Those complaints should be directed to the authors of their references.

“But I have good news for you. I’ve added a retractable “Holy Sword” for you. Its thickness and length can be adjusted as desired, and it is strong enough to be able to pierce through any gates.”

“Go to hell!”

Boris seemed so certain that I gave him the “female android” body to mock him, but he was greatly mistaken.

It was simply the best choice for his Brave job.

I turned him into a woman because Boris, during his lifetime, was an “android woman.”

It was all about properly synchronizing data.

“Boris, if you want, I will make you a male human.”

“Do it now!”

“But if you get raped by the first Female Hero you come across, don’t get mad at me.”

“What is this nonsense?”

“Check your stats.”

“What about it… Tsk!”

▷ Race: Beautiful Android

▷ Level: 500

▷ Job: Brave (All around = Level 1)

▷ Skills: Cleaning S, Laundry S, Cooking S, Grooming S, Sewing S…

▷ Status: Modification, Surprise

Lord of Steel 2D was all about exterminating the Hero’s party using a fraudulent combination of race and job.

The skills Brave didn’t need were transferred to the other three Celestial Lords, leaving Boris with production, economic, and housekeeping skills instead.

If I made a male human out of him, a level 500 servant, he would be nothing more than just walking experience points.

If his enemy were a female hero, maybe his life would be spared.

“So what do you say, Boris?”

“You planned this from the beginning!”

“How rude. If I were so cruel, I wouldn’t have armed you with a retractable “holy sword” to release all your grievances with.”

“You can’t deceive me.”

“God! You just can’t seem to understand your power and potential.”

The Lord of Steel would be the most terrifying creature, trampling over the love and friendship of all heroes.

▷ Type: Race

▷ Name: Beautiful Android

▷ Rank: Special

▷ Feature 1: Advantage over the opposite sex.

▷ Feature 2: Vulnerability to the same sex.

▷ Ability 1: Reflect mental attacks.

▷ Ability 2: Unable to attack members of the same gender.

▷ Ability 3: Connector (Modified)

▷ Race 1: Mechanical attribute.

▷ Race 2: Modification.

“Ssosia, place them in all dimensions.”

The time had come to plunge all of humanity into despair.

“Wait a minute, cowardly husband, are you really planning to carry out the plan to kill all the heroes? Isn’t it too cruel?”

What was my jealous wife talking about? Wasn’t she the one who suggested this herself?

“All for the glory of Mollan.”

Hopes and dreams were born from despair… or was it? Whatever, I didn’t care.