The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing

#360 - The bard's song is the legend of the demon king

With that disruption, the deal naturally fell through.

Otto was so angry at the two people who suddenly barged in and ruined the deal that he almost burst into a tirade, but before things could escalate, Zun Zun dragged him away.

They walked along the main street of Priestella.

"I can't take it, I really can't take it!" Otto was still dwelling on what had just happened, clenching his fists as he complained loudly, "What on earth is that guy thinking? The deal was just about to succeed, just a little bit more! But he suddenly ran out and messed it up. Does he even know what he did?!"

"Alright, alright, calm down."

"My hard work..."

Zun Zun's comforting seemed to have no effect.

"But Otto, why are you so concerned about this deal? Have you forgotten that you are my knight?"

"Isn't it because Lady Zun Zun asked me to do my best to facilitate the deal?!"

"Ow, ow, ow."

The yelling beside him made his head throb.

Otto was soft-hearted but stubborn. Of course, he would do his best to complete the task Zun Zun had assigned him, and naturally, he had no good feelings towards Natsuki Subaru, who had ruined the deal.

"I thought you two would become good buddies."

"Who would want to become friends with him? A rash, unreasonable, and reckless guy like him? Being with him would shorten my lifespan."

"Oh, oh..."

"What's with that look?"

"Nothing."

Zun Zun shook his head, while Otto, still fuming, continued to mutter, dissatisfied with Natsuki Subaru's rash actions, and feeling sympathy for Emilia, who had to take care of him like a little baby.

"Hey Otto," Zun Zun said, "I'm just saying, hypothetically... if I hadn't intervened, you would actually be in the same camp as Natsuki Subaru, as Emilia's chief of internal affairs..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! If that were really the case, I'd rather be killed by the Witch Cult!"

Otto waved his hands frantically, saying it with utter conviction.

How should I put it…

It didn't feel like a hasty denial, but more like a complaint—the original Otto from that timeline, clinging to him, telling Zun Zun about his pain.

Originally, if he hadn't intervened, Otto would have been captured by the Witch Cult in the territory of the Border Count, and then rescued by Natsuki Subaru, using this as an opportunity to become a reliable chief of internal affairs in his camp.

But after he preemptively intervened, Otto became his knight.

The positions of knight and chief of internal affairs are different, with no superior or inferior distinction, but whether as a knight or a chief of internal affairs, Otto could do a great job. He could be said to be both scholarly and martial.

Normally, Natsuki Subaru's situation in the Sanctuary was actually a dead end. It was Otto, who wasn't recorded in the Book of Prophecy, who broke the deadlock, barely managing to overcome the crisis. But after Otto and Zun Zun went to the Sword Saint family's territory, how did Natsuki Subaru successfully overcome the challenges?

"...What's wrong, Lady Zun Zun?"

"Nothing."

This small question could be answered by asking the person himself when they returned, right?

"Speaking of which," Zun Zun stopped and looked at the black-skinned, twin-tailed beautiful girl behind him, asking, "Why did you follow us?"

"I've been exposed!"

"What 'exposed' or not, you didn't even intend to hide your presence, did you?"

Zun Zun rolled his eyes, annoyed at Liliana, who was scratching the back of her head in feigned embarrassment.

"Shouldn't you be comforting that merchant's son right now? What are you trying to do by running out here?"

"Oh dear, Kirika is currently very angry, so of course I need to leave temporarily to let him cool down."

"Leaving will only make him angrier, right? Besides, whose fault do you think it is that he became like that?"

"Hehe."

"I'm not praising you!"

Liliana was like a mischievous troublemaker. The more she was condemned, the more she would take it as a reward, and even be proud of it. This girl was undoubtedly a dangerous person.

"So, what's your purpose in following me?"

"...Love?"

"Hey!"

"Just kidding, just kidding!" Liliana waved her hands with a grin, saying, "Even if Lord Zun Zun kindly offered me a handkerchief, I wouldn't fall in love with you so easily. At most, I'd sleep with you once!"

In Zun Zun's opinion, that statement was the joke.

After a moment of silent staring, she gently exhaled.

"I have a request."

Quietly, the cheerful, nonsensical atmosphere that had surrounded Liliana until now suddenly changed. From her voice, one could inexplicably sense a kind of seriousness, sacredness, and solemnity. It was as if a great mission had made Zun Zun and Otto's hearts rise.

This was a voice that rivaled the heat she emitted when she sang.

"I am a wandering minstrel, traveling back and forth between various places, constantly singing. For me, who cannot stay in one fixed place, there is a task that must be completed, and that is—"

She looked deeply at Zun Zun, opening her mouth to say, word by word.

"—the newest legend in the world."

This was Liliana's purpose in traveling. The only way for a minstrel who cannot leave behind tangible objects to inscribe evidence of her existence in the world is through songs. Creating songs that will be passed down is also the task she will complete in her lifetime.

"...I see."

Zun Zun seemed to understand her thoughts.

"You want me to become the hero in your story, the object of your songs?"

"That's right!"

Liliana opened her arms, making a hugging gesture, and said, "I am a minstrel, and I won't cause waves in the world. The only way is to sing! Lord Zun Zun is a royal selection candidate, a hero who promotes the development of the world. Being sung about will be more conducive to you ascending to the throne! How about it? This is a win-win situation, right?!"

In other words, the songstress was very optimistic about Zun Zun.

This was truly a win-win situation. Not only could he become more famous and leave a deep impression, but he also wouldn't have to worry about the songstress stealing the spotlight—because she wouldn't leave an impression. The two were complementary existences.

"However, I refuse! I love saying NO to people who think they know it all!"

"...What?!"

The songstress stared blankly at Zun Zun.

She didn't seem to understand why anyone would refuse such a good suggestion.

"You're mistaken about one thing, Liliana."

Zun Zun struck a strange and magical pose, his eyes slightly red, shining with a captivating light.

"My wish is not to become a world-saving hero, but a Demon Lord! That's right! The most benevolent, the most virtuous, the most supreme, the most powerful Demon Lord! The reason for defeating the White Whale and the Sloth Archbishop is also very simple, and that is that they were blocking my path!"

Being rejected like this, Liliana unconsciously lowered her head, unable to see her expression as she faced down, which must have been very sad. She didn't expect that the hero was just a facade, and the essence was actually a Demon Lord.

…What’s going on, I feel so cool.

Zun Zun was a little smug.

“However, if you want to sing not about a hero but about a Demon Lord, I would welcome that.”

“…Got.”

“Huh?”

“Got a promise la a a a — — — —”

Liliana, who suddenly raised her head, raised her fist to the sky. Zun Zun was startled by her momentum. Liliana, with a red face, approached with great momentum.

“Jus, just now there was a promise, right? One day in the future, all the legends will be told to me! In other words, the legend of the sixth Royal Selection candidate is exclusively mine!?”

“It can be, it can be… Huh, did you hear what I just said, I’m not going to be a hero, but a Demon Lord.”

“So cool!”

“Huh?”

“Heroes and the like, I’m already tired of hearing about them! That’s right, it has to be a Demon Lord! If you want to leave a deeper mark on the world, it should be a Demon Lord legend like the Witch! Why talk about the royal road now, the evil path is more impressive!”

Liliana spouted a heresy.

It must be said that what she said made some sense.

Family reunion is indeed good, but tragedy can touch the soul more, this is Shakespeare’s famous saying. Similarly, in the present day where the royal road and hot blood have been sung for a long time, the Demon Lord type is more likely to penetrate people’s hearts, for example—the Jealous Witch.

“As long as I sing about the Demon Lord, right?”

“Ah, ah…”

“Then, my great victory is confirmed! Hooray hooray hooray! Wonderful wonderful wonderful!”

Because of excitement and joy, Liliana revealed expressions that girls shouldn’t reveal, throwing her instrument into the sky, catching it and throwing it up again, not caring at all, overjoyed.

Zun Zun suspected that he had accidentally twisted the songstress’s XP, the songstress who sang about heroes ended up singing about Demon Lords, would the merchant’s son be angry if he knew?

“You really are dumbfounding…”

“What?”

“It’s like a seemingly dignified young lady on the surface, but secretly she’s an incurable lunatic.”

“This is my true nature!”

From the clothes that revealed a lot of skin like a dancing girl, Liliana didn’t know where she took out something that looked like paper scraps and threw them out, cheering and making people feel a headache.

She was too noisy.

Liliana became more and more excited, Zun Zun sighed deeply when he saw her attitude, he couldn’t help but wonder if his decision was wrong.

Before, what exactly was that sacred and solemn atmosphere that he only saw for a moment?

Otto had been silent since just now.

He silently moved from Zun Zun’s left side to the right side a little further away from Liliana, obviously he was not very suitable for dealing with such a crazy songstress, and his face also showed obvious resistance.

That’s right, I forgot.

Liliana said that she had been to the Astrea territory half a year ago, thinking that the two had already met at that time. Otto, such a polite person, has not greeted him until now, which is enough to see how resistant he is to contact with Liliana.

“Wait, I know you’re excited now, but I’m very curious, since you want to sing, shouldn’t you look for Natsuki Subaru?”

“Who said you can’t sing together?”

“Huh?”

“Who said you can only sing about one person?”

“Ugh.”

What he said was taken for granted, making it impossible to refute.

Yes, who stipulated that Shakespeare, who wrote the four great tragedies such as Hamlet, could not write the four great comedies such as A Midsummer Night’s Dream?

“I didn’t expect you to bet on both sides.”

“That’s how it is!”

Liliana cheered, and the extent of the noise had caused confusion among passers-by, and what Zun Zun didn’t expect was—

“Zun Zun, what are you doing here, are you entangled by strange people?”

“…Felt!?”

At some point, Felt had arrived in this Priestella.