Volume 8: The Seven Kings

Chapter 1: The Strongest Onmyoji Gathers a Carriage (Part one)

A carriage runs along the imperial highway heading north.

On the coachman’s stand, I held on to the reins and looked up at the cloudy sky.

It’s already spring, but the weather around here is a bit chilly.

“Hey, Seika. I wonder if the back is okay.”

Rurumu next to me said while worrying about what was behind me.

I checked the visibility of Hitogata flying in the sky.

Four carriages were lined up following the carriage we were riding.

I answered Rurumu in a flat tone.

“It’s still okay, but the one at the back might be a little behind. If they’re going to be farther apart, let’s take a break.”

“……Understood”

Rurumu also replied in a flat tone.

After recapturing the slaves of the gods and demons from Herman and the others.

We were worried about what to do from here, so we decided to buy five carriages for the time being.

Even though they are relatively human-like, the appearance of the divine demons definitely stands out. Some of them were weak, so they needed a way to move around easily without being seen by the public.

As for what happened to the large amount of money for five carriages, I used the money I got from fulfilling the request.

Although the Hydra’s reward was given to Herman, the amount we had earned up until then remained untouched. By spending most of it, I managed to buy carriages that could accommodate everyone.

The front carriage is driven by me, and the back carriages are driven by Amiyu, Mabel, Nozuro, and one of the divine demons who happened to know how to move the carriage.

Now that Ifa is being taught by Mabel how to move one, I’m sure she will learn it soon.

Because I was in a hurry to buy, the carriages were all different in size and head.

“Because I’m an amateur, I can’t help but lose my pace.”

In the end, we had no choice but to go with the slowest carriage, and progress was slow.

A carriage like this would surely look like a good prey for bandits. Rurumu seemed to be worried about that too.

But that’s a completely unfounded concern.

I will never lose in a competition of violence.

“Seika”

Suddenly, Rurumu said in a small voice.

“What I said… you still don’t believe me?”

I answer with a sigh.

“Suddenly someone told me that i’m a demon lord.”

When Rurumu called me a demon lord and had her head bowed down, at first I thought it was some kind of joke.

But when i saw from her demeanor that she meant it, i was truly shaken.

For the time being, I managed to get her to stop talking like a vassal in a humble tone, and then I said that she should focus on taking care of the former slaves, and she avoided talking about it any further.

However, I also knew that it was just postponing the problem.

Choosing my words I open my mouth.

“Isn’t the evidence too thin? 　The former adventurer, who claims to be the father of the Demon King, simply used the surname of Lamprog. When he was first captured by you guys, he thought he wouldn’t be killed if he was of high status. There is also the possibility that he just blurted out the name of a noble he knew by chance.”

“Gilbert used to say he had a brother. And… he had golden hair and blue eyes. What about your father?”

“…It’s the same.”

“Really? 　You weren’t just told? 　Have you ever felt that possibility?”

“…….that’s……”

Actually, I had no idea.

The principal said when we first met, that I have an uncle.

I shake my head lightly and say.

“…But I’ve been living in the mansion of the head family since I can remember. Even if it’s a child of the demon clan, what kind of circumstances would lead to being raised in a noble house?”

“That’s… I don’t know.  Maybe It’s because Merosa desperately begged him to hide your status as a demon… If he heard that he was the child of his dead brother, he might feel sorry for him and take him in.”

“No way, he’s a noble. Even though it’s rare to take in your own illegitimate child, your younger brother’s child is…”

“Is your father such an aristocratic person? A cold person who doesn’t even think about his own brother?”

I’m stuttering.

He shows no interest in political strife or territory management, and Blaise, who only studies magic, does not in the  least look like an aristocrat.

I can’t imagine what kind of feelings he had for his younger brother, but… as far as his relationship with his child, his wife, his parents who are retiring to a remote island, and his servants is concerned, he is a cold person. I didn’t think so.

Or rather… I don’t know Blaise well enough to deny what Rurumu said.

“As I said before, your hair and eyes are the same color as the Merosa child. And… Seika, how about yourself?”

“… myself?”

When I asked back, Rurumu continued quietly.

“Didn’t you have any doubts about having that much power? Didn’t it feel strange to live a normal life among ordinary people? I thought that I was special and that I was the one who guided others. Have you ever felt that way?”

“…”

I can’t answer.

It’s only natural that I have special powers and am different from normal humans.

Because i’m a reincarnated person from another world.

The strongest onmyoji in history who masters countless spells and uses powerful mystical spirits.

He can’t help but be alien.

However, it has nothing to do with the Demon King directly.

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