As the Demon King, I have married a slave elf. How should I express my love?

In any case, this was far more healthy than Sagan's childhood, so he had no intention of blaming Fal.

Shess rolled her eyes at him.

"...You really dote on her. I knew you wouldn't harm a child, but I never expected you to become so sweet and affectionate."

"Do I look like I have a face full of honey?"

"certainly!"

After Sagan asked the question with a puzzled look, he received a firm nod from Shestie.

He could only scratch his head and look away.

"When I first met her, I didn't know she was a child, and I punched her hard. I still feel guilty about that incident."

"Punch her...wait, you mean, she was an enemy from the start?"

"Yes, I guess so."

Sagan's nonchalant reply left Shessie completely bewildered.

"Why is there such a huge difference in treatment between us, even though we're both enemies?!"

"Because I've never hit you. I don't like hitting women."

"Woman..."

Upon hearing his answer, Shessie blushed inexplicably.

"Since that's the case, why don't you hit me too! I may be afraid of pain, but I can endure it!"

"...Hey, you don't have that kind of fetish, do you?"

"No, no! That's not what I meant. I just hoped you..."

What do you hope for? Shirley's face was flushed red, and she stammered, unable to speak.

Looking at the girl, Sagan couldn't help but express his feelings.

—This guy is really a good-for-nothing in private.

While part of it was due to Farah's pranks, she also stuttered, had a tongue twister, and was prone to tears. However, when it comes to verbal expression, Sagan wasn't really in a position to judge others.

Now, because Shirley knocked over the bucket, sewage was flowing everywhere. This happened repeatedly, and as a result, the places she cleaned were even dirtier than before.

When she was her mortal enemy, the paladin, didn't she possess a more dashing and heroic aura?

However, her pathetic state also reassured Sagan.

—Now, Fa'er probably won't want to take her seriously anymore.

Perhaps now, she is questioning her repeated pranks.

What made her doubt herself was not anyone else, but the wielder of the holy sword.

Perhaps in this world, only Shestie can make Far forget revenge.

With this premonition, Sagan snorted:

"I'm not entirely sure either, but have you perked up a bit?"

"Huh? Oh... are you... worried about me?"

If she wasn't worried, Sagan wouldn't have specifically sent Barbarossa to monitor her.

But given Sagan's personality, he certainly wouldn't admit it honestly—nor did he feel the need to admit it; he simply shrugged.

What do you think?

After downplaying the issue, he returned the gaze with a sharp look.

"Speaking of which, you should also think about how to deal with the person who poisoned you. Have you thought of any potential suspects?"

"……this……"

Shess's expression visibly stiffened, her right hand opening and closing as if searching for something.

That movement made Sagan look behind Shesty.

—So, she's not carrying the Holy Sword right now.

Sagan certainly wouldn't harm Shesty, but since she was a paladin, this place was essentially enemy territory, and given the obvious hostility from someone named Fael, abandoning her defensive measures would be unwise.

But she still chose to leave the holy sword in the room.

—It seems her disappointment is more severe than imagined.

Once the wielder of the Holy Sword lays down the sword, he is rendered unable to fight.

Even if one regains control of the holy sword, once the will to fight is lost, such a sword will be useless against a magician or paladin.

Sagan glanced at the other end of the corridor and saw that Far was standing in the distance, staring at them.

—Looks like I'll have to give her a talking-to later and teach her a lesson in tact.

He didn't intend to keep Shesit forever, but he couldn't let her go now.

If she needs more time to recover, Sagan is willing to stay with her until then.

After that, Faye's pranks seemed to lessen, but their frequency increased, and her screams gradually became a daily routine in the castle.

—In some respects, you could say they get along quite well.

Leaving aside the details, Sagan felt that Far and Shestie seemed to be developing a different kind of relationship.

This continued until one night a few days later.

"Mr. Sagan, something terrible has happened! Fa'er has disappeared!"

Nefi's exclamation rang out without warning within the castle.

Volume Two, Chapter Four: Defeating the Evil Monster Truly Demonizes the Spirit of a Paladin

"...Sagan is very gentle. But revenge still depends on oneself."

The Demon King's Palace, located beneath the surface of Kyonnoind.

Fa'er sneaked out at night and came to this place.

Although she had initially yielded, she later decided that the wielder of the Holy Sword should be eliminated.

—Neither Sagan nor Nefi would allow me to do that.

The friendship between the magician and the paladin is incomprehensible, but they seem to get along well. If their friend were killed, neither of them would forgive Far.

"...That's a good place."

She also wanted to be with them forever, hoping to nestle beside Sagan, who was willing to stay with her for a thousand years and who was in perfect harmony with her.

Fa'er believes that this is the main reason why she did not take immediate action.

Ultimately, Fa'er is still too young and not old enough to seek revenge.

The deeper the hatred, the deeper the loneliness.

Sagan and Fael completely filled the void of loneliness in her heart.

If Fa'er had their companionship until adulthood, perhaps she could have let go of that deep-seated hatred.

Aside from that, as a target of revenge... Shessty is rather strange.

Because Sagan forbade Fal from killing her, Fal vented her anger through a prank. This naturally drew condemnation from Sagan and Nefertari, but she wouldn't stop there.

If he angered Shestie and she pointed the Holy Sword at him, then Far would have a legitimate excuse to attack her.

But despite her calculations, Shessie never pointed the Holy Sword at her, and even though she was in the enemy camp, she didn't bring the sword with her.

I initially thought it was because of her strong will, but in reality, she was just staring at Fa'er with teary eyes.

Seeing the girl like this, Fa'er felt like a deflated balloon.

Would seeking revenge against such a young girl be nothing more than a meaningless farce? Perhaps Sagan anticipated that Fale would think this way, which is why he let the two of them go unchecked.

Therefore, Fa'er was astonished by this version of herself.

"The paladin betrayed the wise dragon Orobars. I must never forget this."

Orobas the Wise Dragon—this is the name of Fal's father, a great dragon who has lived for thousands of years. Possessing abundant wisdom, sometimes strict, sometimes kind, he guides Fal and humanity with his wisdom.

Fa'er was very proud of her father.

But one day, people who called themselves paladins arrived.

Fa'er didn't know what the paladin and her father talked about; she only knew that her father carried the paladins into the air and left, never to return.

Seven days passed, and Fa'er could no longer stay still, so she flew into the sky to find her father.

The last thing she saw was her father dragon, who had been pierced by the holy sword and died, and the demonic figure of the man drinking dragon blood.

Once the Holy Sword pierces a vital point, even the Wise Dragon Orobas cannot withstand it.

The father, who had helped others with his wisdom and strength more than once, was betrayed by the paladin.

She must never forget.

Hatred must never be extinguished.

But Sagan's city was so warm that she almost forgot her hatred even when facing her enemy, Shestie.

—Was my revenge really that superficial?

This shouldn't be the case.

Young Fa'er might not be able to kill all twelve holy sword wielders, but at least she couldn't let the one in front of her go.

So today, Fa'er came to the Demon King's Palace.

—This place must possess a power capable of killing even the wielder of the Holy Sword.

Only by obtaining the Demon King's legacy can one defeat the Holy Sword.

Even if it meant betraying Sagan and his group, she was determined to do it.

And she had only just opened the gates of the Demon King's palace—

"Wow, I never imagined there was a city here."

She turned around in fright, and in the dark night, there stood the figure of a man.