Part 6
Around the time the sky turned madder red──
Diablo was sitting alone with Shera on tree roots for chairs.
「Haa~, what should I do.」
Shera held her head in her hands.
「For it to be no good if they’re not an Elfー」
「That thing where you said “since I’ve properly thought about it, it’s perfect” in front of the Dark Elves, what was it?」
She dropped her shoulders, and it felt like her long ears drooped down more than usual.
「Well……In the Greenwood Kingdom, a king is absolutely needed, and to choose a new king, I would need to marry them, right?」
「You aren’t mistaken up to that point.」
「That’s why, erm……if, I chose you, Diablo, see?」
There were too many things to retort on!
「If the king of the Elves were a Demon, then there would surely be many that would not consent to that. There was even an objection to it from the Queen.」
「Uuu~」
「To begin with, even among the other people of the Races, Demons are detested beings you know.」
It was only a setting in the game, but in this other world, he clearly felt the discrimination.
「Un.」
「It might be different if they were Human though.」
「That would be even worse. With Humans, although there are a great number of them and dominate the Races, they aren’t satisfied with just their own country and want the land of other races. They are hated because they are greedy.」
「Then, what about the other races? What image to most of the Elves have of them?」
「Nnー. Since I’ve made friends with various races, I don’t really think this way but──Demons had strong hatred, Humans are greedy, Dwarves are gluttonous drunkards, and Grasswalkers are lazy.」
「Fumu……What about Pantherians?」
「Erm……」
Shera looked left and right, and after she confirmed that no one was there, she brought her lips close to Diablo’s ear. All while her cheeks were dyed a bit red.
「……That they’re lewd.」
「O, ou.」
Then, are Elves arrogant? Is what he thought as he remembered Prince Kiira.
Elves were appraised as being the closest to the Divine Beings, and were given treasured articles and blessed forests from God. That was the truth, but he also had a hate for self-overconfidence.
Diablo shrugged his shoulders.
「If you understand that much, why did you think that the Elves would recognize someone of another race as king?」
「Uuu……I thought that it was a good ideaー.」
「Also, w, without even consulting me……」
「Oi, you!?」
There was a man’s shout.
The sound of metal armor could be heard.
Diablo had his consciousness pulled out from the bottom of his deep ravine of thoughts.
The Elves did not wear metal armor. Even the female Dark Elf Warrior used leather armor.
In other words, there was someone other than the Elves here.
*Gashan gashan* An armor figured Warrior came running.
Diablo held the dagger, the 《Garuda Edge》 in his hand, and stood up from the tree root.
「Stop right there. Who are you?」
「Ooh! So it really was my good friend!」
「Good friend you say?」
The man held up one hand with a friendly attitude.
「That’s right! Hey there to you too, Shera-chan! You were lonely not being able to meet with me, weren’t you?」
「Erm……Who are you?」
She tilted her head.
The armor figured man made a loud laughter.
「Ha ha ha! It would seem that the two of you don’t get it due to my new, super cool armor!」
Going “Well then”, he took off his helmet.