Demon King and Hero

Side Story Part 2

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"Oi!"

The office door broke and a giant of a man started yelling.

With a musclebound body, he also had two horns protruding from his head, one of which was partially broken.

His name was Dawihaslo. But rather by his name, he was better known as Destruction, ruler of Wrath of the Seven Deadly Sins.

At the blood thirst which would make any normal demon quiver in fear, I simply smiled and said,

"Line up."
Wrath looked towards the direction of the finger that I, Greed, pointed towards.
And at that place...
"What are you doing? Line up!"

"Don't push in!"
"..."
"Line up."

"At the very back."

The other five demon kings were waiting in line.

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"Line? Do you lot have no pride as a demon king!"

"I'm a demon king, too?"

At my words, Dawihaslo's face turned crimson and yelled,

"What kind of runt are you to expect to be treated as a fellow demon king!"

"The demon god's approved me?"

"Don't make me laugh! No matter how the demon god may accept it, I never will!"

A black aura surrounded Dawihaslo's hand. That was the incredible strength that gave him the name Destruction.

But looking at that strength, I simply smiled.
"Oh yeah? Let's see if you can still laugh while you're dead!"

Dawihaslo's fist flew towards my face.

And the other demon kings looking on had only pitiful expressions.

"Tsk. Is this all six?"
WHAM!
With and incredible sound, the demon king flew back.

That was, the demon king of Destruction, Dawihaslo.

"Do you wanna die?"
"Who was that!"
Dawihaslo started releasing his magic power even more, and stared at the woman, that was, my backer.

"You're not gonna lower your eyes?" (1)

THUD!

At the woman's words, the power surrounding Dawihaslo vanished and his knees dropped as if they had a mind of their own.

"C, could it be?"

"I've approved of him, but you dare not to? Oi, you're not gonna look down?"

Appearing right in front of him, she, the demon god said, stepping on him with her feet.

"Wh, why are you a woman?"

For Dawihaslo, who couldn't recognize her at first, I answered,

"She said she was bored."

"..."
His shocked and confused expression quickly morphed to one of understanding. As expected, he was more accustomed to the workings of the demon world than I was.

"Do you want to line up, or get beaten and line up?"
"But still, th, that runt..."

"Since when was seniority in the demon world determined by age? In that case, is that shriveled up Strife is you lot's leader?"
"N, no, but..."
"Or surrender to heaven. I dunno about the rest, but you and Strife at least are probably going to get torn in half right off?"

At those words, Dawihaslo quietly fell in line.

And I quietly slipped behind him and handed him a sheet of paper.