Volume 2 - CH 12.4

Chapter 12: Let’s Tidy Up The Post-War Clean-Up, Part 4

「Get your ass up already」

Getting sprinkled with cold water, and addressed with a haughty tone, Usselmat regained consciousness while enraged to that height of disrespect.

It was a dark, gloomy brick room, quite unlike his pyramid, made of white, shining rock. And in front of him is a sour looking man with an amber hair.

Demon Lord, Aur.

『You son of a bitch! 』

The moment he saw that face, he awoke with his mind still in daze, and Usselmat shouted.

But much to surprise, the voice which was projected out was not his usual beautiful voice, but a rather man-made one featuring an unpleasant sound, and the body doesn’t move a finger. Rather than being constrained, it seemed almost like he had forgotten how to move it.

「The collar of obedience, is called. It’s an ugly demonic tool, but it’s certainly convenient」

After hearing Aur’s words, Usselmat realized that a collar was attached to his neck. Alhough he has never personally equipped it on himselfy before, it is certainly true being unable to move a finger but only able to preserve one’s conciousness is a feature of a person who has been fitted with the collar of obedience.

At the same time, he reminds me of his last.

『……How am I alive? 』

The queen of the ice……Xana Pierced through his guts, and Usselmat was supposed to have died. There is no way he possesses medical knowledge as a king, but he could understand that he shouldn’t have been able to survive that wound.

「I Resurrected you. Cause I have something to ask」

「Huh? 』

Seeing Aur who said so lightly, Usselmat raised an idiotic loud voice. Resurrection. Just now, did this man, just mention resurrection.

『Y……You bastard, of all things, did you just say that……you turned me into an undead soldier! 』

An undead soldier whose entrails are removed to prevent decomposition, with his soul trapped inside the dessicated body wrapped around in pieces of clothes, is even more vulgar and inferior to a slave with a collar. The word humiliation can not be used to express the humiliation, and the word rage which is insufficient to represent the rage descended upon Usselmat

「Undead soldier?　Are you referring to those peculiar living dead?　Do you think I will go through that trouble. I just healed your wound, returned your soul and revived you is all」

But, Usselmat was at a loss for words at Aur’s continuing explanation.

『There is no way such a thing……can not be done. I was……the very core of my guts should have been completely destroyed』

The spirit, the soul, the inner mind. Are supposed to dwell in the heart. With that pierced through, there is no way to survive and live. If after losing my heart and still alive…… then what am I, and what is it that I am feeling right now?

「So what?　Heart is nothing more than a pump that circulates blood. In the first place, something like resurrection, as long as you haven’t lost your soul, I can even perform it from ashes」

『From ashes……you say……!? Don’t be silly!　As if something like that can be done! 』

Resurrection from a state where the skin, the flesh and even the bones are lost ……and also, not as an undead but a living being resurrection, is a deed that even the miracles of a god cannot produce.

「Then, what do you think are you right now」

It should not be possible, but Usselmat’s existence itself is a solid proof. Although, those who became undead soldiers are equipped with the knowledge and experience they possessed while alive, they do not have self-sufficient ego as to think and talk like this.

Even if it is the result of an unparalleled king’s spirit, the complexion of the skin reflected in his sight has not changed whatsoever. It seemed to be true that he was truly resurrected from the dead.

「I have no interest whatsoever in you* people’s level of technology. I just want to ask you one thing」TLN: The you used was a derogatory term like “You bastards, son of a bitch…

Aur said that said that as if spitting out to Usselmat who was still feeling dumbfounded by the unbelievable event.

「Where is Hosuseri」 TLN: A god of mystery (Japanese mythology)

『Who is that?』

「She’s a wolf girl, who you call Wepwawet」

The Wolf god Wepwawet. More precisely, the girl who received the curse. He felt like he had heard of the name Hosuseri, but he had completely forgotten about such a thing.

『I don’t know. I’m not interested in women below D-cup』

Seeing Usselmat say that over his shoulder, Aur involuntarily became dumbfounded.

It’s because since it is a word that leaked out of the soul, it is a truthful word without vanity.

「……How stupid. And you call yourself the king of a country?」

『Then let me ask you. Oh Demon Lord of a foreign country』

Without Usselmat moving his body in the least, and in the tone of voice that is being produced using sorcery, doesn’t exhibit any aspiration. Although however, he felt something akin to a strong pressure on him, and so Aur adjusted his seating posture――

『Other than the breasts of a woman, is there any other thing more important in this world』

And far more exceeding his expectations……or no, far more below and disappointing words, he deeply lamented.

「How worthless……」

After going through the trouble of duplicating the collar of obedience, and even resurrecting him, what a huge waste of efforts. It is not even worth speaking any further. Aur was about to snap his fingers and turn him back into a corpse that doesn’t talk, at that moment.

『Being served by such high quality women, are you saying those breasts are worthless. You bastard, and you still call yourself a man? 』

With the words of Usselmat, Aur’s movement came to a sudden halt.

「Don’t misunderstand me. The one I called worthless was you*」 TLN: Derog term

「Even if that’s the case. Especially that black hair woman with wings and horns. That size, that shape, one can even call it the pinnacle breasts』

Not even minding Aur who condemned him, Usselmat was speaking in a passionate tone.

「How foolish. The woman’s merit is not determined by the size of her breasts. To consider it worthless just because it’s small? there should be a limit to your thoughtlessness」

『Then you are saying that you don’t leap in joy deep in your heart when you gaze at the huge size of voluptuous breasts! 』

Aur groans in his mind at Usselmat’s assertions. His words were biased too much, but in a nuisance it also contained some kind of truth.

『Will you kill me. That’s also not bad. But that means that you acknowledge my point, and nothing more than a testimony that proves that it cannot be objected. Oh Demon King of foreign country. If you admit defeat, then you may pierce through the core of this my heart! 』

Along with a loud laughter, Usselmat declares that.

I see, Aur murmured in his heart.

It’s bullshit. However, it also couldn’t be overlooked.

A king is one who cares about face*. Even if it’s a stupid thoughtless remark, If it is going to mean admitting defeat, they will not readily yield. TLN: face here means honor, facade, outward appearance…

On the other hand, Usselmat doesn’t expect Aur will be convinced with his words and admit his defeat.

「Is that right, then die」

But Aur didn’t bother with it and snapped his finger. The foolishness of speaking with someone whose fetish is different from yours, he has experienced it more times to last a lifetime with a lolicon Demon lying around somewhere.

Most of all, he was not a natural-born king, but a Demon King who worked his way up, and values profit rather than face* TLN: face here means honor, facade, outward appearance…

『Wait, wait, wait, wait!　Stop!　Knowing who I am……you bastard, do you think that you will get away without consequence! 』

A myriad of spears grow like needle-point holder from the surface of the wall, and they slowly approach to the Usselmat while making a roaring sound. While ignoring the unsightly screaming voice of the man, who ugly unsightlyly, Aur turned his back at him and tried to leave the place…… then suddenly he stopped his leg. At the same time, the movements of the wall stops.

『Wow……Huhahaha!　That’s fine, that’s all right! 』

「Come to think of it, you bastard……why Mari. Did you want that blonde girl?」

Aur asked Usselmat who laughs overbearingly. What this haughty sand king once demanded were Lilu, Sakuya, and Mari.

Even if there is still room for growth from now on, Usselmat himself said that his omniscience can not see into the future. If it were false, the King of Sand would not have been exposed to such a state.

『……It’s because, that thing belongs to me』

Usselmat replied as if muttering word after word.

「What do you mean. How did Mari come to be yours」

The wall moves as if responding to Aur’s words, the sharp tip pierces Usselmat’s forehead and blood flows. But even if the thorns break through his flesh and split his skull, Usselmat did not attempt to answer.

「You’ll die you know」

There was also no reply for the advice.

―― And just like that, only the sound of flesh and bone crumbling, resounded.

「……Hmph」

Aur snorted, and then looked down on the piece of flesh that was once Usselmat’s just now.

He doesn’t know the reason why the man who was begging for his life so unsightly, chose to close his mouth for whatever reason.

But, if he himself dies, there will be no reason to worry about it anymore. The dead cannot accomplish a thing. No matter what Usselmat was keeping to himself inside his mind, if the life is lost in this manner, everything becomes meaningless.

That should have, been the case.

The vague anxiety that clung to Aur’s mind almost like a glue, could not be erased.