I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

An "oh no" expression immediately appeared on her face. Grace quickly stepped forward, bent down and asked with concern.

"Master Gamar, are you alright? How did you become like this?!"

The Gamall in Grace's impression is more energetic. If the current Gamall were put on the street, passers-by would probably mistake him for an undead.

Gammar brushed away Grace's hand on his shoulder.

"I'm fine. Looking at you, am I really that bad now?"

"Yes, already—it looks like it's about to collapse."

I almost blurted out "Already like the undead."

"Hehe, I haven't been out for a few days, so it's only natural that I'm like this. Compared to this, I don't have to worry about dinner for the next few days."

Gamal pointed to the bamboo baskets piled on the ground.

"Since Grace is free this afternoon, could you help me sell them later? —No, you're the Demon King's personal guard now. Selling these things on the street would ruin your reputation. If this delays our plans, it won't be worth it. I'd better ask someone else to sell them."

"Yes, Lord Gamar."

Grace couldn't help but admire the fact that he didn't forget his plan even at this moment.

Gamal waved to Grace and asked her to sit on the wooden chair next to him.

"Back to the previous question, why would the Demon King go to the labyrinth during the day?"

"It's to upgrade the Demon Lord's companions."

Grace carefully sat on the wooden chair next to Gamal, because the furniture here was very old, so everything had to be handled with care. In the past, Grace had caused the chair to fall into pieces because she was too careless.

"Upgrading? Who are the Demon King's companions? Are they cultivating confidants?"

"Including the infrequent Undersea Princess Tina-sama, there are nine of them. Judging from their conversations, they're all likely friends of the Demon King. I still haven't figured out the identities of some of them, but I'm certain there's a princess from the Godman tribe and a princess from the Dragon tribe among them."

"You've gathered so many princesses from other races. With your strength, can you hold them hostage?"

"It's impossible, Lord Gamar. My fellow guard, Lingran, is a quasi-hero warrior. I can't defeat her no matter what I do."

Grace denied it decisively.

"Lack of strength?... That's all. Using force will only lead to our destruction. For now, we should consider a softer strategy. Have you made any recent discoveries worth mentioning?"

Gammar's words made Grace pause for a moment, realizing that of course he did, but he was hesitant about whether or not he should say it.

"What's wrong? Judging from your expression, is there something inconvenient?"

"No, Lord Gamar, I'm not trying to hide it, but I've recently discovered that the Demon King seems to care about the lives of ordinary people."

"Care about the lives of ordinary people? Are you trying to say that the Demon King is actually a wise king?"

Grace looked at Gamall nervously—no expression could be seen.

Grace gritted her teeth and expressed her true feelings.

"Although I cannot be certain, from my observation, it must be out of genuine concern. Moreover, the Demon Lord does not like to argue with others, and there is no sign of him intending to exercise tyranny."

Grace's words left Gamal silent for a moment, then he stood up and walked past Grace.

"Is that so... Grace, you're too naive. As a member of the Holy King Council, you can't trust others too easily. The fundamental purpose of establishing the Holy King Council is to prevent the Demon King from tyrannizing and waging war. Rather than simply trusting others, it's more reliable to rely on yourself."

"What does Lord Gamar mean?"

Grace turned her head to look at Gammar who was walking behind her.

"I mean, Grace, are you sure that your concern isn't just for show? Have you ever seen the Demon King in private?"

“That… I don’t have one.”

Grace lowered her head in shame.

"That's right, you should explore deeper things - well, it's almost time to take the first step."

A low hum came from his throat, and Gamal frowned in thought.

"The coronation ceremony is in two days, right?"

"Yes, Lord Gamal."

"After the ceremony, try asking the Demon King about his opinion on the Divine Human Tribe's Holy King Council and gauge his reaction. Of course, be mindful of the timing and atmosphere when initiating the conversation. Ideally, do it when no one else is around, and be especially careful not to arouse the Demon King's suspicion."

"Gamaru-sama, do you want to—?"

"If the Demon King has no resistance to the Holy King Council, then we can use you to subtly change his mind. The Demon King is just a child now, so this task shouldn't be too difficult. If we can implement reforms without violence, we should naturally choose a peaceful solution."

His sight seemed to penetrate the void, and Gamall narrowed his eyes slightly. However, just as he was about to turn around, his leg was tripped by the bamboo basket. If Grace had not supported him in time, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Tsk, Grace, thank you."

"This is what I should do—I brought something better than this."

"nice one?"

Gamal's cloudy purple eyes suddenly lit up. In the past, when Grace said this, it meant that she had brought delicious black bread. Like a conditioned reflex, Gamal looked at Grace's pocket.

"This is a dish called cake that I got in the maze earlier. It not only has honey in it, but also something called cream that only the upper class can afford. I heard that a piece of this costs several gold coins, so I saved it for this."

"Ohhh! Grace, you really are my angel! Ahhh, this sweet smell makes me faint with happiness just by smelling it."

After wiping his hands on his clothes, Gamal carefully took the cake from Grace. Perhaps because it had been kept covered for too long in the summer, the cake had become a little sour, but this did not prevent Gamal from sucking it continuously.

As if remembering something important, Gamal suddenly came to his senses.

"Wait, Grace, where did you get this? Such a valuable item, could it be that the Demon King used it to bribe you?"

"Well."

Grace paused. If she admitted it here, Gammar would probably return the cake to her.

After some inner struggle, Grace spoke seriously.

"This is a farewell gift from Count Gaparis."

"Is that so... Then I'm relieved. I never thought I'd get to eat cake one day."

Afraid of eating it all in one breath, Gamal took out the blackened plate from under the table, divided it into several portions with the bamboo chopsticks at hand, and tasted it one bite at a time.

Looking at this scene, Grace couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This way, Baron Gamar could hold on for a few more days. It would be better for her to accept more charity from the Demon King and help Baron Gamar improve his life.

I hope the Demon King is a wise king...

Grace prayed this in her heart.

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“Huff—”

"Demon Lord, would you like to put on some more clothes? Shouldn't you close the windows?"

Seeing the panic-stricken look on the maid on duty, Ella, who was rehearsing for tomorrow's coronation ceremony, felt a little helpless.

"It's still summer... You're not catching a cold."

“Is that so? I understand…”

After a small sigh, Ella once again focused on how to make the movements natural.

Chapter 41: Eleraya Nott Mistydin

When the sun, representing the day, began to drive away the darkness from the horizon, the tightly wound spring of the Branch of Disaster in the Eastern Demon King's capital was finally loosened, and the gears of the huge machine meshed with each other, and a grand event that must be recorded in the history of the demons began.

The first to start moving were the magic airships outside the city. After Camisia brought the manufacturing method of the magic airship back to the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan's craftsmen began to manufacture them in large quantities and made improvements on the original basis. Now the magic airship is no longer just a means of transportation, but can also be used to subjugate bandits and monsters. Each magic airship is equipped with a large number of magic chanters and small magic cannons. In addition, the defensive magic circle attached to the surface, combined with the advantages of group combat, it is no exaggeration to say that it is an aerial fortress.

However, these magic airships are not used for military purposes now, but act as microphone relays. After complicated modifications, this team of twenty magic airships, with each two carrying a large screen that is more than thirty meters long and wide, flies over the royal city.

Of course, the so-called screen is actually just a piece of cloth with a white background nailed to a wide wooden board. What is really worth noting is the magic casters aboard the magic airship. These magic casters will use recording crystals to amplify everything they see onto the screen with the help of magic furnaces. Combined with "message" and "amplification" magic, not even facial expressions will be missed, and the grand scene of the coronation ceremony will be conveyed to the people outside the royal city.

At the same time, the residents of the royal capital had already changed into the most respectable clothes hidden deep in their wardrobes, opened the doors and walked out to the streets. As citizens living in the royal capital, although they could not enter the inner royal city, this did not prevent them from feeling proud of being able to participate in this sacrament. Many of them were so excited that they stayed up all night. In order to grab the best viewing spot - the location where the magic airship would hover had already been announced to everyone - they even brought benches and waited in the square the night before.

The shops on the street closed one after another, and even the livestock that were supposed to announce the dawn had stopped their noisy calls. The open city gates were still flooded with dense crowds of people, and the ultra-long-distance portal underground was even more crowded. The soldiers' polished armor was particularly eye-catching in the dawn sunlight, and the petals that fell from the sky from time to time emphasized the feeling that something big was about to happen.

Everything held its breath, quietly waiting for something more dazzling than the sunrise to happen. Everyone in the city knew that everything was ready, and all that was left was to wait for that important moment to arrive.

As for the interior of the royal city, it houses the most luxurious lineup since the Demon God era.

The Baiya Stone Square, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, was filled with nobles from the east and west. In addition, there were also personal guards in black armor standing in order under the Demon King. If you look to the side, you can see that the envoys from various countries on the continent were also standing quietly waiting for the Demon King to appear.

Dang——dang——

Almost at the same time, bells rang from several towers in the City of Disaster Branch, and the city gates slowly closed. Except for a few thin clouds floating in the sky, the last sound finally disappeared.

Angelini carefully glanced around at the nobles and envoys from other countries around her and shrank her neck.

“I never thought I’d be in such a good position.”

"Angeline is a close friend of your senior. She should be more confident."

"Even though Fuka-chan said that, I still can't help but feel nervous. This is my first time participating in such a formal event, and I'm in the front row..."

Everyone was standing in the square directly below the throne room's platform, alongside other envoys and nobles, so it was understandable that Angeline felt uneasy.

"Aila-chan must be worrying about the coronation ceremony right now. What a waste of worry."

"No...it would be the same if I were here. Honestly, there wasn't anything like this when His Majesty ascended the throne before."

Mitis hid her wings in her clothes and looked behind her. She could see several huge monsters standing at the back of the crowd. They had black scales that seemed to be able to devour everything, and they exhaled heavy breaths from time to time. Combined with their ferocious appearance, no matter who saw them for the first time, they would be filled with fear - that was the powerful creature standing at the top of all monsters, the black dragon.

Tifarian, who also looked at the dragon, sighed helplessly.

"I didn't expect the dragon to get involved. How did Elelaya do it?"

"I remember that the Black Dragon Mountain Range's leylines were destroyed, and then, at Camisia's suggestion, we went to the nearby Western Demon Territory. His Majesty was furious at the time, but I don't know what happened afterwards."

Mitis shrugged. Like Tifarian, she didn't know what to say about this matter. Although the dragon was very easy to approach from Ella's perspective, for Mitis and Tifarian, the dragon's capriciousness and mood swings made it more difficult to approach than the king. Letting the dragon into the royal city on their own initiative was something they couldn't even think of.

After adjusting her unaccustomed light and flowing long skirt, Angelini put her index finger on her chin and asked.

"Speaking of which, where are Miss Lotte and Teacher Camisia? I haven't seen them since this morning. They can't miss an event like this."

"Louette-sama and Camisia-sama are changing Lady Ella's clothes in the throne room."

The speaker was Tina, the princess of the underwater people and the heir of the Dragon King. Like Eve, she came to the eastern demon territory as a messenger. Her long blue hair, the same color as the sea, and her gorgeous clothes decorated with numerous gems, paired with the blue scales on her forehead, gave her an indescribable charm.

"Tina-chan is now a princess, that's great."

"Isn't Lady Angeline a royal from the elves?"

"Eh? No, no, that's impossible. If someone in the elven royal family fought with a scythe, I'd definitely be laughed at if I told anyone."

Angelini waved her hand in confusion. The elves were most proud of their natural magic and auxiliary magic. A berserker like her was the first to appear in history, and that was why Angelini was nicknamed a useless elf. Just like humans use their wisdom to show that they are superior to other creatures, the elves use auxiliary magic and natural magic as their symbols.

An expression of "I'm sorry" suddenly appeared on Tina's pretty face, and she lowered her head.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, don't worry about it, Tina."

"Angeline-chan, please be quiet for a moment. Ella-chan is about to come out."

"Ahahaha—I'm sorry."

Angeline embarrassedly clasped her hands together and bowed her head to apologize, not to Iris, but to the many nobles who were glaring at her around. To the demon nobles who came to attend the Demon King's coronation ceremony, whispering in such an important occasion was undoubtedly a contempt for Ella. If they hadn't known that Angeline and Ella were close friends, they would have dragged Angeline out of the royal city long ago.

clang--

Unlike the bell that symbolizes dawn, after this short knock, as if with magical power, all creatures present fell silent. Everyone in the entire royal capital knew that the ruler who would rule the entire demon race and bring change to the continent, the Demon King Elelaya, was about to appear.

The demons, who have been silent for thousands of years, will at this moment get rid of the discrimination from other races and stand on equal footing with the gods and humans - this has been proven thousands of years ago. They can fight against all other races on their own. The talents of the demons may be far superior to those of the gods and humans.

"Teacher Camisia is out!"

As if responding to Angelini's soft cry, Camisia, wearing a purple dress and letting her crimson twin ponytails loose, slowly walked out of the hall and finally stood on a high platform that everyone could only look up at.

Seeing this scene, the people around suddenly became noisy.

"So that's Camisia-sama, who can rival Dean-sama?"

"I heard he's from the same era as Master Dean."

"After more than six thousand years, she still maintains her youthful appearance. What secret lies within this?"

"And he's a warrior beyond the realm of heroes. There are surely no more than five people on the continent who could defeat Camisia-sama, right?"

"We'll talk about these things later. Lady Camisia has left us in peace."