Capítulo 341: [339] Demon King!
The next day, within the tavern, as August had predicted, the atmosphere was anything but ordinary. Crimvael had become a rising star.
The demonesses at the fairy tribe's charm shop were all fairy-like in stature, naturally leading to a certain type of clientele.
Stunk, with his substantial assets, could only choose one of the two larger women, while Zel, being of normal stature, had over twenty options. As for Kanchal, he was available to everyone.
But Crimvael, with his exceptional size, had no one available for selection in the entire establishment.
Once this news broke, it quickly made him famous. Everyone knew that this boyish-looking fellow possessed extraordinary assets.
This ignited the interest of countless female adventurers, much like how men were attracted to youthful appearances. In women's eyes, Crimvael was now in that same light.
August watched all this unfold, joining the throngs of teasing and joking about Crimvael.
Days passed, and a peculiar group of visitors arrived in the small town.
The sky above the town was shrouded in dark clouds, and a massive shadowy figure of a demon loomed ominously in the air, radiating immense magical power with blood-red eyes, as if a real demon king had descended.
Beneath this demon king's shadow stood a towering female demon, far taller than an average person, delivering an impassioned speech.
"I am the Demon King."
"Now is the time for the demon race to rule the world."
"The world is heading toward its doom."
"Yet, the magical technologies that should have been developed are still stagnating in the research phase."
...
This wasn't a demonic invasion; it was just in time for the upcoming election season, with this Demon King rallying for votes.
The leaders of this world were somewhat similar to modern times, with each ruling faction coming to power through elections, particularly the current administration of the 'Beastman Faction.'
With the rise of the Beastman Faction, tax rates and food prices plummeted to unprecedented lows.
[Beastman Policies:
1. Prioritize self-sufficiency in food; a small tax is sufficient.
2. Stability over development.
3. Rest well, do not labor.
4. Eat well, sleep well, play well, 'perform' well.]
A series of policies aimed entirely at benefiting ordinary people, though they faced resistance from other factions whose interests were threatened, they gained substantial support from the general populace.
It was precisely for these reasons they were elected; their policies truly benefited the people, allowing many to save significantly every year.
While this Demon King espoused her theories, August stood by, feeling utterly disappointed. This Demon King's power was merely at the upper-tier demon level, perhaps with some hidden strength, yet her capability at best matched the peak of lower-tier demons.
Despite the presence of legendary beings like demons, angels, and dragons, the power structure seemed remarkably lacking.
"By the way, August, didn't you say you knew the Demon King? Is that her?"
Stunk pointed at the towering demon, nearly eight meters tall.
Coincidentally, his voice caught the attention of Deathabyss, who looked over in confusion. She recognized quite a few individuals, given her status as a Demon King and the various diplomatic matters she handled.
However, upon seeing August, her first reaction was one of puzzlement since she did not recognize him.
What followed was a palpable pressure; merely standing there, she exuded an aura that made one want to kneel.
This was a difference in strength and status.
August, as the embodiment of lust, the original sin demon, had ascended to the throne the moment he reached the Demon King level.
Even though Deathabyss was a Demon King in this world, before August, she remained subordinate. All demons needed to bow before the might of a true Demon King.
"No, the Demon King I know isn't her."
"Oh? The demon race actually has more than one Demon King? That's news to me."
Stunk didn't doubt it; after all, this was information not accessible to ordinary folks.
"Wait a moment, I, Deathabyss, am the current Demon King of the demon race, the only one; I have never heard of any other Demon Kings."
Deathabyss seemed somewhat displeased; this was about the reputation of the demon race, and she needed to clarify the situation.
As Deathabyss approached, her towering height of eight meters instilled a subconscious fear in those around her.
August frowned; Stunk's big mouth had landed him in trouble.
"Who are you? Who exactly is the Demon King you claim to know?"
"I am August. As for the Demon King I know, little girl, you aren't qualified to know."
"Did you just call me 'little girl'? I am a Demon King."
"A Demon King? To me, you're just a little girl."
"Outrageous! Are you provoking the dignity of the Demon King?"
Deathabyss was furious; as a Demon King, she was an exalted being.
However, a terrifying pressure immediately descended, and with a bang, Deathabyss was forcefully brought to the ground.
August wouldn't spare her just because she was a woman. From the beginning, he had never been known for his good temper; if anything, he was a self-centered tyrant consumed by jealousy.
"Don't bring trouble upon yourself, Demon King~"
With a cold gaze laced with deadly intent, he enveloped Deathabyss.
The Demon King was instantly struck with terror.
Because this world was at peace, so-called Demon Kings were elected within the demon community. While she may have been a Demon King, it didn't mean she was the true king of demons.
Looking at the trembling giant demon before him and then at August, who resembled a Demon God, all fell silent.
Incredible! Even the Demon King received no mercy and was easily subdued. What kind of monster was he?
Stunk, who realized he had caused trouble, now found August even more enigmatic. Who was he, really?
"Your Excellency, please do not be angry. I will have the Demon King apologize to you."
At that moment, a green-skinned demon flew over, and upon seeing him, August almost mistook him for a mutated goblin.
Most demons in this world had bluish-gray skin and were deeply obsessed with contracts, ranking second on the list of those unwilling to marry.
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