Volume 6 - CH 4.2

Part 2

In the sky of the late night plaza, countless lights were being lit.

What floated within that backlighting, was the figure of a man that grew horns on his head, and whose black mantle was waving.

Diablo shouted.

「Listen! You foolish people of the Races!」

With a loud voice that was amplified by magical power, he roused the sleeping masses out of bed.

Wondering “What’s going on!?”, the believers in the twelfth district gathered in the plaza.

A great number of White Masks of the Inner Court also clung to the windows.

Turning the illumination lights that were prepared with magic at those people, Diablo confirmed that he had caught their attention.

──Uheeh, I’m getting nervous.

Actually, Diablo disliked being exposed to the public gaze. His mind would go blank when he was seen by a great number of people, and even breathing would become difficult.

A cold sweat ran down his back.

However, for the sake of this performance, he needed the attention from the people.

His heart was making a *baku baku* sound.

──Calm down……The current me is Diablo. The Demon King Diablo. When seen by a crowd of people, be majestic, and don’t get timid! Don’t falter! Laugh!

「Fuuーhaーhaー!!」

*Zawa zawa* The people exchanged words with each other.

He would lose if he minded it.

Diablo continued his Demon King role play.

「I, am the Demon King Diablo! Because you all have lost the truth of your faith, and desired your own destruction, I have descended upon this land!」

「D, did he say the Demon King?」「That’s a lie!」「There’s no way he could pass through the town’s barrier!」

The believers unanimously voiced their dissent.

Them not believing him with just words went just as expected.

Diablo drank a boost-type potion in advance.