CH 111.2

Side Story - “The appearance of the Witch of Calamity had the demon race in a state of confusion.”

Translated by Dawn

Side Story – “The appearance of the Witch of Calamity had the demon race in a state of confusion.”

Hera’s POV

“……”

The entire throne room was enveloped in heavy silence. The cause was obvious: the appearance of the [Witch of Calamity] Nagartinya, which had been reported in the information brought by the previous invasion.

She was known as the “Great Sage” to the humans, but to the demons, she was a true devil.

This story began 250 years ago when I was still in the two-digit age range. The Demon Lord of that time, who led the demon race at that time, planned a large-scale invasion against the human race, just like the current Demon Lord. The invasion was going smoothly until a girl stood in his way.

The girl wielded an overwhelming fury against us demons and defeated the previous Demon Lord, who was even said to be the strongest of all time at the time. In order to pass on her despair and unreasonableness to future generations, we, the demon race, named her the [Witch of Calamity] and have passed the story down to the present day.

“Demon Lord, what should we do?”

As if representing those gathered in the throne room, Asmodeus opened his mouth. He was called [Asmodeus the Irresistible], having power equal to mine, and as his name implied, he had taken many wives. Even he would be slaughtered like a baby in front of the Witch of Calamity.

The other seven generals understood this, but they did not speak of it. For us demons, power was not only the most valuable thing, but also the meaning of our existence, so if we acknowledged our opponent’s power, it would be like declaring defeat to them.

“I never thought she’d come out of her hole in the ground……”

After saying that much, the Demon Lord fell silent again. That was how much the appearance of the Witch of Calamity was a situation that had not been anticipated. In the midst of this atmosphere, a man opened his mouth.

“Hee, What is this [Witch of Calamity]? That’s just an existence from a fairy tale!”

“Gregory…”

It was Gregory, the youngest of the seven generals. The man called [Gregory the Jealousy] began to swear with jealousy mixed with his name without a doubt.

“Demon Lord, we will not be cowed by an existence that seems like something out of an old tale. Let us bring the humans under our control at once.”

“No.”

“W-why not!? Don’t tell me you believe in fairy tales like the Witch of Calamity!”

Gregory was one hundred and eighty years old. Naturally, he had never directly fought the Witch of Calamity, nor had he even seen her. He had only heard stories of demons who had seen her firsthand, so he was unable to comprehend just how terrifying she was.

The other seven demon generals had been shown that to their disgust. Therefore, it was inevitable that they looked at Gregory with a sense of dismay and pity.

“Gregory. The Witch of Calamity is real. And since there is a possibility that she will once again oppose the demon race, I, the current Demon Lord, must stop it at all costs.”

“B-but…”

“Listen up, all of you! From now on, we, the demon race, will freeze our invasion of the human race forever. As long as the Witch of Calamity exists, the day will never come when we demons will be able to take control of the world.”

I felt that I could understand Gregory’s feelings, but if the demon race invaded humans and the Witch of Calamity made the decision to eradicate all demon races, there would be no future for us demon race. Even if it went against our pride of “power is everything,” we must avoid an all-out war with the Witch of Calamity.

Those who had experienced the fury of the Witch of Calamity would understand immediately that the Demon Lord’s decision was a wise one, once they had tasted the unreasonableness of her power.

“P-please wait, Demon Lord! I beg you to reconsider!”

“My decision remains unchanged. I forbid the demon race to have anything to do with the human race at all. With this, the assembly is adjourned. Dismissed!”

Gregory refused to back down to the end, but the Demon Lord would not listen to his opinion, and the assembly ended as it was.

After the Demon Lord left the throne room, Gregory started to lash out at the other generals.

“Why!? Why don’t you fight back!? Where is the pride of our demon race!?”

“Gregory, you should leave it at that. The decision of the Demon Lord is absolute. Besides, those who saw the battle of the Witch of Calamity would probably think that the Demon Lord’s decision was right.”

“[Lucille the Stubborn]….”

Someone admonished Gregory’s outburst in a light tone. He looked like a boy, but in reality, he was a demon who had lived for more than 300 years. He was one of the seven demon generals who hated to lose, but he seemed to be convinced by the idea of avoiding a fight with the Witch of Calamity.

It was no exaggeration to say that Lucille was one of the demons who actually stood up against the Witch of Calamity together with the previous Demon Lord, and thus understands his fear and his unreasonableness the most.

“Hmph, all of you are cowards who are nothing more than demon generals! I’m going to rule over all the humans by myself…”

“You’d better get over yourself, Gregory, because you’re not going to defeat the Witch of Mischief.”

“Guhh… [Mammon the Greedy]”

Gregory’s words and actions were stopped by Mammon, who was a close aide of mine. Although he was my close aide, he was capable enough to become a Seven Demon General. When Mammon became a Seven Demon General, I once asked him if he would resign from my close aide, to which he replied, “No matter who I become, you will always be my master.”

Since then, I had kept my mouth shut about Mammon being my close aide, but even Mammon seemed to find Gregory’s behavior this time too much to take in.

“I don’t care anymore. I just want to go home and eat.”

“Well, if the little Gregory boy gets any rowdier, maybe I’ll lose my temper this time.”

It was [Belze the Eater] and [Satanya the Grumpy], two of the Seven Demon Generals like me, who spoke up. These two were also demons who witnessed the battle of the Witch of Calamity, and they understood more than enough about the threat she posed. That was why they did not care about the Demon Lord’s decision.

“Ahhh, lock Gregory up in jail. Don’t let him out until he’s sorry.”

“Understood”

“D-damn it. Get off me, Mammon! Hera, you’ll never get away with this!”

I ordered Mammon to put Gregory in jail to cool his head down. Maybe we shouldn’t let him out for a while.

But still, I never thought it would come to this. My late grandfather used to say that you shouldn’t live too long, and now I understand what he meant.

Anyway, now that the trouble with the human race…..and the Witch of Calamity had been settled, I could spend some time relaxing in my bed.

I left the throne room with such dream-like days in my mind.