A Demon Lord’s Tale: Dungeons, Monster Girls, and Heartwarming Bliss

Chapter 447

Beginning of Life (3)

Class: ? To the region? Traveler

Level: 214

HP: 999086/999086

MP: 1960349/1960349

Strength: 20029

Endurance: 24870

Agility: 24005

Magic: 58651

Dexterity: 46274

Luck: 120

Skills: Magic Eye, Language Translation, Flight, Fortitude, Intimidation of Champions, Spirit Magic

Skills: Item Box, Analysis Lv.10, Taijutsu Lv.6, Primordial Magic Lv.8, Covert Lv.6, Search Lv.7, Swordsmanship Lv.5, Weapon Refining Lv.8, Magic Grant Lv.10, Trapping Lv.6, Great Swordsmanship Lv.8, Disguise Lv.7, Perceive Crisis Lv.7, Dance Lv.3, Induce Awareness Lv.4, Poison Resistance Lv.4

Titles: Demon Lord of Another World, Master of Ancient Dragon, Adjudicator, Enemy of Humanity, Transgressor of Death, Dragon Demon Lord, Companion of Ancient Dragon, Spirit King’s Approved One, Demon Emperor, Supreme King.

…

The first change was that I could no longer read my Class.

This could also mean that I was not qualified to see it at the moment.

That would imply that even with my evolution, it was still not good enough to fully utilize my current abilities.

And then there was the new title, The Supreme King.

The Supreme King: A champion who possessed great magical power in his body and had no equal among humanoid species. There existed no one who could reach this level.

“…does not originally exist, you say?”

I didn’t really understand the numbers anymore, but it was insanely high. The title did mention that I had the highest status among the humanoid species, but I had yet to confirm it.

Therefore, the body of this Demon Lord was changed to a more appropriate race called [High Lord].

Well, I guess my classification as a member of the humanoid species still remained the same.

Even with this, I still didn’t think I would be able to conquer the western area of the Demon Forest, where the monsters were the strongest.

I might be able to fight deeper into the forest than before, but… I had to be careful.

I didn’t think I could defeat a transcendental race like the Ancient Dragon Race yet, and if my head were blown off, I would still be dead.

This world was harsh.

I was no longer living on my own, so I must not let my guard down.

This was just another step closer to Lefi, but I was more than happy to have evolved this time.

“…And well, as a High Lord, I’m now like some Champion from the End of the Century, along with Lefi.”

When I got home, it would be fun to play The Man with Seven Scars, or something. Yeah, let’s do that.

Thinking of this, I looked at my own body.

Just as when I first evolved into a new race, there was no particular difference in my appearance.

I knew that my body was filled with more magical power than before, but that was all.

…No, to be more precise, I had grown another pair of wings, but they were currently hidden. That meant I had three pairs of wings now.

The first pair of wings were like bat wings or dragon wings, the second pair were demonic or evil wings… and the third pair were black bone-like wings.

The flying membranes of bone wings were tattered, or rather, almost nonexistent. These wings were almost useless when you look at it from a flying perspective.

They were in a skeletal state, probably because I got them from Lynn’s Power.

It’s cool, but they looked like the wings of an evil master rather than a hero or something.

Well, if there was a hero who faced me, he would be defeated, that’s for sure.

Though the current hero happened to be my wife.

I let out a wry smile and then looked at the divine spear in my left hand.

I knew that it had a second form… but this spear, now in its third form, was even more majestic than the one I knew.

The entire body of the spear, like a naginata, was covered with some kind of pattern that was not there before, and it also shined faintly.

Overall, the spear had become one size larger.

And the pattern ran not only on the spear, but also on my arm, reaching my shoulder, which was also shining faintly.

At first glance, it looked as if the divine spear was eroding my arm, but that was not the case.

This was more like a reinforced exoskeleton to protect me, give me strength, and allow me to fully handle the spear.

It should never again start sucking my magic power on its own, as it did during the previous uses.

It was like I was forcibly applying force to it from the outside, and I know now that it was just my bad way of handling it…

At that time, I was so scared of opening Pandora’s box, but I had never imagined that it was such a mischievous and amusing God who was at the tip of the spear.

Remembering the past and unintentionally smiling, I invoked my analytical skills to look at the divine spear.

Divine Spear Ruin: A spear created by the demon god Lynn using a piece of his own soul and perfected by the Iron God Dverg. There is nothing that it cannot pierce. The spear has now been handed down to the next generation.

Quality: ?

Before, everything was garbled and completely unreadable, but now it was readable.

Dverg, the Iron God… I remember that when Old Lady Cicerius compared the divine spear and the divine staff, she said that the design of both weapons was the same.

Lynn said that each weapon bearing a God’s name was created using that God’s own soul, so I was wondering about that, but maybe it was the Iron God who was responsible for shaping the weapon into what it was.

So, as I was thinking about the various changes, Enne, that I was holding in my right hand, sent me a reminder.

***

[…Master, has the quality of your magic power changed?]

“Oh, actually, I was talking to a God before. That God gave me power.”

[Oh, really? Great, Enne also wants to talk to that God.]

“I’m sorry, but he’s gone. I wish I could have talked to him more, asked him more questions.”

As I replied to Enne, I dispersed the magic of the divine spear and returned it to its second and then to its first form.

Hmm, it was easy to handle now.

Before, there was always the risk of an outburst if I tried to disperse the magic, but I doubt that would happen anymore.

Thanks Lynn, I would be using your power in the future.

As I put the Divine Spear in the item box and slung Enne in her sword form over my shoulder, the three people who had been standing behind came up to me, perhaps sensing that the matter was over.

“Oni-san, that third pair of wings…could it be…?”

“Race evolution, right?”

“Yes, I’ve become a High Lord. I’m not exactly sure what kind of race High Lord is, though…”

Also, it would be nice if the increase in wings stopped here.

With my Demon Lord’s body, the day for me to evolve once more into another race would come in the future… and it made me wonder if I would get a fourth pair of wings or more. That would be a hindrance.

No, well, I didn’t even know if there were any evolutions after that.

Nell looked overwhelmed by my words.

“The High Lord…the same realm as Lefi…”

“I’m telling you, Nell, even if there were a hundred of me right now, I wouldn’t be able to beat her, so we’re not in the same league by any means.”

I might have a chance if there were a hundred of me holding the third form of the divine spear, but in other words, Lefi was an impossibly strong being, and it would require me that much power to even just see a glimpse of victory.

I think… if that fellow could join the battle of the Gods that Lynn showed me, she’d probably survive and win.

I mean, no matter how strong I became and what kind of armaments I had, fundamentally I was no match for Lefi, so even if there were hundreds or thousands of me, it’s impossible for me to win, right?

“…But that means husband has already stepped into a world where he can be compared to such beings. What can I really say… the only word that comes to my mind is amazing?”

[Hmm… Master has always been wonderful.]

“Oh, I appreciate it. Well, but this is just a mere estimation, and I know that it will not be good if I’m not careful. After all, I have already experienced it before…”

“Hmmmm, after hearing what you said, it no longer feels like you became an all powerful being.”

“I don’t know what it’s like to be a High Lord, or why I don’t feel energetic about it, but that’s just the way husband have always been!”

“Lyuu, you don’t have to say that…”

[…Don’t mind it, Master]

And beside us, the Dwarf King, who had not lost his serious expression, interjected, which changed the topic.

“…What did God say?”

Just as I expected, the Dwarf King knew something.

“He asked me to do what I want to do and live my life to the fullest. He also told me what I am and what this world is… Dwarf King, may I ask you what you know?”

“Yes, I will tell you everything I know. Well, let’s get out of here first. I’m used to this heat, but it’s a little hot for everyone, right?”

“Well, that’s true. Let’s go back.”

As soon as I took a step forward, my body didn’t move properly against my will and I almost fell down.

“Oni-san!!!”

“Husband!!!”

Thanks to Nell and Lyuu, who hurriedly extended their hands to support me on both sides, I was able to avoid falling over.

My legs were wobbly, and I was unable to walk.

I felt as if I was moving someone else’s body, as if it were borrowed.

I was surprised.

I didn’t know what to expect, since I wasn’t feeling tired or anything, but… my body hadn’t adjusted to the change yet.

…I guess that’s understandable.

It meant that even though the Demon Lord’s body could change easily, it would take time for me to accept the sudden changes.

Last time, I evolved into a new race when I was sleeping, so I guess I didn’t notice it.

And the rapid increase in ability values was definitely more than last time.

Come to think of it, I remember when I killed the damn dragon that came to our house, my body didn’t move well like this.

“I’m sorry, Dwarf King. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. I may not be able to do it today.”

“…Yes, that would be better. Let me take over, ladies.”

“Sorry, thank you, Dwarf King.”

And so, we left the shrine, with the Dwarf King lending me a shoulder to lean on.

[Do? mi? nus?]

Back then, when I heard about the mythology at our house, this display came up.

At that time, I didn’t know what it was, but even if I kept accumulating DP for a thousand years, I would never reach that goal, which demanded a huge amount of DP.

Even now, the letters were the same.

It seemed I was still not qualified enough, as the letters were still garbled.

But I already knew the answer.

Perhaps the letters that go here were – [Promotion to Dominus].

The dungeon, if it grew, would eventually lead to Dominus.