“Lugas-kun, you have a visitor.”
“Eh, a visitor?”
The day after I slapped Lucifiel.
Orc-senpai said to me, who was in the cell next to Katiana’s.
Who in the world would want to visit me?
My parents are already deceased, and I don’t have any friends.
Hey, don’t call me a loner.
“Who could it be?”
“I can’t say from my position… but they’re a very important person.”
“A very important person?”
While wondering about senpai’s vague words, I was led through the Demon Lord’s Castle with handcuffs on.
“Hey, is that him? The guy who slapped the Demon Lord-sama’s cheek?”
“Slapped his cheek? I heard he stomped on his face and kicked him!”
“Hahaha, that’s gotta be a lie.”
“Yeah, he’s just a weak lower-ranking Demonkin. The Demon Lord-sama could crush him with one hand.”
“You’re an idiot. There’s no way you can defy the Demon Lord-sama and get away with it.”
I received various gazes from the Demonkin passing by.
Some looked down on me as a fool who defied a strong person, others looked at me with fear, and still others looked at me with amusement and mockery…
It seems I’ve become famous in just one night.
“We’ve arrived.”
“This is…”
Senpai stopped in front of a room on the upper floor of the Demon Lord’s Castle.
I know who’s behind this door.
Not from game knowledge, but from the knowledge of anyone who works in this Demon Lord’s Castle.
Urged by senpai, I entered the room.
“E-excuse me.”
“Oh, you’ve come.”
“!”
The first thing that came into view when I entered the room was a large bed.
A woman was lying on that bed.
She was a beautiful, young woman who made you sigh.
Her long, violet hair spread across the bed, and her amethyst-like purple eyes stared straight at me.
The beauty mark near her eye was striking.
It was a bit hard to tell since she was on the bed, but she was very tall.
She must have been about 180 centimeters.
Most of all, what caught my eye was her ample bosom.
Her waist was slender, and her thighs were plump and sexy.
Perhaps because she was wearing a thin negligee, her sex appeal was off the charts.
“Unfortunately, I can’t move, so could you come closer to the bed?”
With a cheerful smile, the beautiful woman raised her upper body and beckoned me.
However, I didn’t move. Or rather, I couldn’t move.
Even though my spirit had leaned towards being human after remembering my past life, I was still a Demonkin.
I understood instinctively.
That the beautiful woman in front of me was far superior to Lucifiel.
“…Am I scary?”
“…Sigh, hah. N-no, I’m fine.”
I took a deep breath and stood beside the bed where the beautiful woman was lying.
“Do you know who I am?”
“Y-yes. You are the current Demon Lord, Lucifiel-sama’s mother. The Previous Demon Lord, Marisela-sama, right?”
“Ufufu. That’s right, Lugas-kun.”
The beautiful woman—Marisela—smiled happily and winked.
Her cute smile was too much.
“So, um, is there something you need from me?”
Marisela is the Previous Demon Lord.
In other words, she was the one who was the Demon Lord before Lucifiel.
She didn’t appear in the game.
She was defeated by Lucifiel in the battle for the Demon Lord’s throne, and was then imprisoned somewhere in the Demon Lord’s Castle.
Incidentally, there were no further descriptions of her, so it was joked that the production team had forgotten about her.
That Marisela had summoned me.
There was only one thing I could think of. Or rather, I couldn’t think of anything else.
“You slapped Lucifiel’s cheek, didn’t you?”
“…Yes.”
I nodded quietly.
For Demonkin, strength is paramount, but they also value their children just as much.
This tendency is especially strong among the stronger Demonkin.
This is because there is a possibility that their own children may surpass their strength.
In fact, Marisela was overthrown when Lucifiel defeated her.
In other words, to Marisela, I was a bastard who had used violence against her precious daughter.
I’m done for. I’m completely done for.
“You’re very good, aren’t you?”
“…Eh?”
“I know all the details. You scolded that child, didn’t you?”
Marisela chuckled as I was confused, unable to grasp the situation.
“Ufufu, did you think I was going to execute you personally?”
“W-well, yes…”
“I wouldn’t do that. Finally, someone has appeared who will look after that child.”
“W-what do you mean?”
I couldn’t help but tilt my head at Marisela, who seemed happy.
Then, Marisela began to speak calmly.
“That child is strong. Strong enough to defeat me head-on. At first, I was proud and happy.”
“H-ha, is that so?”
“…But, you know, I realized something.”
“Something?”
“The moment that child became the Demon Lord, I was left alone. As if to say that there was no use for the loser, no one looked at me anymore.”
“T-that’s…”
From the Demonkin’s values, it’s normal.
The winner is respected more than anyone else, but the loser is despised.
Even if they were a former Demon Lord, they are no exception.
“Being praised by everyone, Lucifiel has become increasingly arrogant and even started a war with the human nations.”
Ah, that’s right.
The reason why the heroines come to the Demon Lord’s Castle to target Lucifiel is because she started a war with the human nations.
And in a rather sudden way.
The human nations formed a coalition to counter the Demonkin, who were superior in military power, and that’s how it is now.
“Of course, I scolded her many times. But perhaps she’s become like me in the past, she doesn’t listen to anyone.”
“…So, she was a bit of a troublemaker in the past.”
“Ufufu. That’s right, you know, I used to be quite the wild one.”
Marisela laughed at my lighthearted remark.
This is bad. Who is this cute person? I can’t help but want to support her.
“…Let’s get back to the topic. She has the strength to command those around her, but at the same time, she has become lonely. It’s fine for now. But, if she were to lose like I did…”
“…Well, no one would be on her side. That’s just how Demonkin are.”
“Yes, so I have a request.”
With that, Marisela lowered her head to me.
“Hey, Lugas-kun. If you don’t mind, would you become my daughter’s friend? And if she were to lose to someone, would you protect her?”
“…Hmm.”
I answered immediately.
“No, that’s too much for me, so I can’t.”
“…Oh.”
“I’m just a jailer, and I’ve already upset Lucifiel-sama, and even if I tried to become friends, I’d just end up getting killed.”
“That’s okay. I’ll make sure to set the stage for you.”
“N-no, but…”
In the first place, I’m just a mob character who’s destined to lose.
Why do I have to become friends with the final boss?
As I was struggling to answer, Marisela smiled.
“I see, that’s a shame. I was going to ask Lucifiel to stop your execution.”
“Eh, uwa, that’s dirty!! Is that a threat!?”
“Ufufu. I can’t control anyone with my strength anymore, but there are other ways.”
“Uwaa.”
It seems Marisela was a more cunning person than I thought.
“Why are you asking me so much? I think there are other people you could rely on.”
“…Normally, no one would defy the strongest Lucifiel. But you were different. You weren’t afraid of her, and you scolded and lectured her. As far as I know, the only ones who could do that were my deceased husband and you.”
The Previous Demon Lord’s husband?
Well, she has a daughter, so it would be strange if she didn’t have a husband…
I can’t quite remember Marisela’s husband.
Of course, he shouldn’t have appeared in the game, and even if he did, I’ve never heard of him, so he must not be famous.
…No, let’s stop thinking about that.
“You’ll make sure my execution is canceled, right?”
“Yes, I promise. That child gets happy right away when she’s given a rare weapon as a present.”
“Isn’t that kind of behavior from Marisela-sama the reason why Lucifiel-sama became so spoiled?”
Marisela-sama didn’t say anything to my comment, and just smiled cheerfully.
And so, I was spared from execution.
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Afterword
A trivial side story
Author: “Raise your hand if you thought Marisela looked like a reroll.”
Lugas: “Raises hand”
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