The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King Chapter 58

Wyvern Extermination

Wyverns were flying reptiles.

They were generally considered to be in the dragon family, but many scholars claimed they were a different species.

Of course, I would leave that to the biologists.

I preferred to study human history.

Regardless of what category it fits into, it was strong. I could die if I wasn't careful.

Besides, this wyvern ate human flesh. It did not seem right to leave it alone.

These weren't my own lands, but there were still villages and towns nearby.

Unnecessary damage should be avoided.

Well, then. We might as well end it quickly right here.

And so I chanted a few words and summoned a spear of ice.

A few more followed until there were five.

I was able to control them freely and launch them towards the wyvern. However, our enemy was stronger than expected.

It even dodged three of the spears.

Still, the others did well.

One was pierced its wing while the other found its stomach.

I could unleash some more magic now and possible freeze it, but the wyvern was proving to be very stubborn.

It could no longer fly, but it could fight. It was roaring still.

GAAAAAAGHHHRR!!

It sounded like some giant bird.

I wanted to cover my ears, but there was someone who charged forward without flinching.

A white warrior with golden hair.

It was Jeanne.

She attacked the wing that was still unhurt and then shouted.

"Demon King! Now! You have your chance!"

I didn't need any further encouragement.

And so I chanted for the second time.

An ice spear materialized once again.

This time I went for size rather than numbers.

It was almost as long as the wyvern.

The damage would be tremendous.

Perhaps it was just me, but it almost looked like the wyvern trembled at the sight of it.

"Ah? So even beasts and dragons tremble when they know they are about to die. But that won't help you now. You would only go and eat more humans if I let you go."

Now, if it only ate evil men, I might have reconsidered. Unfortunately, wyverns did not differentiate their victims.

And so the wyvern was promptly skewered.

With the wings destroyed, the sluggish wyvern could do little to avoid the giant spear that tore into its stomach.

It howled once again. This one lasted for a dozen seconds before it finally slumped and died.

It was no wonder these things were seen as dragons. They were incredibly tough.

When the battle was finished, Eve returned to me and handed me my coat.

"That was brilliant, Master."

"Impressive, Demon King."

Jeanne agreed, all the while chewing on a piece of dried meat.

It looked like she felt better now, as her appetite had returned. Now, the problem was these bandits.

The smarter ones had already escaped, but half of them were too cowardly to move. They now bowed before me.

"Pl-please forgive us."

"Spare us our lives."

They cried weakly.

Well, this incident would likely put a stop to things.

I made them swear to stop their villainy and let them go.

No one was more surprised by this than them.

"You are too merciful."

"What a great person you are."

It seemed sincere enough.

Jeanne looked at them as if they were idiots, and then she opened her mouth.

And so I quickly covered it with my hand. They were not to know that I was a Demon King.

After that, they bowed about ten times before running out of our sight.

"Well, it's time for us to leave as well."

"Wait, Demon King!"

Jeanne said.

She poked at the dead wyvern with her sword.

"Is this not edible? It looks delicious."

She was drooling.

I looked towards Eve.

"Wyvern flesh is known for being tolerably tasty."

"Then we must eat it!"

Jeanne declared. But that would not happen.

I did not want to eat the flesh of something that ate humans. I was a Demon King, not a devil.

Jeanne understood this.

"That is true. I forgot about that."

She made the sign of the cross and offered a silent prayer.

And then I pulled out a knife and cut out the wyvern's liver.

"I thought you weren't going to eat it?"

"The liver of a wyvern can be used for medicine and as summoning material. It can't hurt to keep it."

It was like a symbol of life.

And so I used magic to freeze and preserve it, and then entered the carriage.

Our journey was not as smooth as it could have been, but we continued to ride south. It took us a few more days to reach our destination.

A great hole appeared in the middle of a field.

The entrance itself was smaller than I expected, but the chamber underneath was gigantic.

"The Ruin of Ashgold."

It was a dungeon that was rumored to be the city of an ancient civilization. And it was here that we might find 'drifted relics.'

I asked Hanzo about this once again.

He had taken off his driver's disguise and returned to being a kobold.

"It should be on one of the lower floors."

"So we must go down then."

We had come here to explore it in any case. So there was no reason to cower in fear now.

Chapter end