The NTR Hero Knelt Before the Demon King – Chapter 64

The Demon King asking about a date.

As she watched this, Beelzebub, despite having no practical experience, began to adopt a serious demeanor to respond to her master’s wishes.

“When you say date… what exactly are you looking for? Like before, having a meal just the two of you with the Hero, or perhaps going for a walk together… or do you mean something like… well, where a man and a woman mix their bodies in the bedroom…?”

Beelzebub used all the knowledge she had to give examples.

During the process, she began to feel as if her face was heating up, but she suppressed those feelings as much as possible to grasp the context of her master’s words.

However, upon hearing Beelzebub’s words, the Demon King surprisingly shook his head slowly with an indifferent expression.

“Well… in a way, one could say it’s somewhat similar, but strictly speaking, it’s a bit different.”

“Yes? Then…”

Beelzebub was slightly taken aback by her master’s calm reaction.

Meanwhile, having finished his words, the Demon King slowly turned to look out the window.

In that moment, her eyes caught sight of her subjects celebrating victory outside, along with the soldiers.

They were the most precious beings for her, those whom she felt obliged to protect.

However, at this moment, they were also the fundamental cause of the concern troubling the Demon King.

“What I am currently ruminating on is the thought that, no matter how I think about it, publicly dating the Hero might cause many problems. Considering my status… at this point, I believe it would lead to controversy, wouldn’t it?”

“Ah…”

Hearing the Demon King’s words filled with anxiety, Beelzebub could clearly understand what her master was worried about.

The ruler of the Demon Kingdom, the strongest among the Demon Races, was aware that despite his equal or surpassing strength, the Hero was, after all, a human.

Although he had indeed made significant contributions for the Demon Races and the Demon Kingdom, all of it had happened in such a short span that the public was hardly aware of it.

In this situation, if the Demon King and the Hero publicly declared their relationship and began dating, it risked causing disputes and controversies among the subjects and high-ranking Demon Races.

Especially since the hatred of Demon Races towards humans had reached its peak right after the war ended.

“Thus, it might be better to keep some distance from the Hero for a while…”

“That’s precisely why I am troubled. If I distance myself from the Hero now, wouldn’t that naturally lead to feelings of betrayal?”

Starting from the forthcoming victory celebration banquet and various official events, the Demon King was expected to participate in many activities.

If, during that process, he intentionally avoided or distanced himself from the Hero, the Hero, who had achieved the greatest feat in this war, would likely feel a sense of betrayal beyond mere disappointment.

Of course, discussing this in advance might ease things a bit. But she also well knew that human emotions weren’t that simple, especially when dealing with someone like the Hero, who had many emotional scars.

“From the Hero’s perspective, having won the war, he might think I am trying to abandon him now. If it were me, I would definitely think that.”

“Hah… Indeed, that is true…”

Beelzebub nodded in agreement with a small sigh at the Demon King’s resolute words.

Then, she began to think more seriously about this matter.

“Certainly… at this point, Your Majesty distancing yourself from the Hero or bringing him closer would both be difficult, and meeting only within the Royal Castle would also have its restrictions. Moreover, rumors tend to spread no matter what…”

While pondering for a moment, Beelzebub earnestly began to strive for a solution to this problem.

A way to not disturb the subjects while also not hurting the Hero.

A method where the Demon King could stabilly capture the Hero’s heart without worrying about the surrounding eyes.

And shortly after, her exceptionally superior mind managed to conceive a rather reasonable idea related to this.

“Um… Your Majesty. What if…”

“!”

*

Inside the vast banquet hall of the Demon King’s Castle.

There was a formal banquet taking place to celebrate the victory of the war, rather than the simple congratulatory gatherings of the past.

The hall was filled with splendid decorations and musicians playing lively tunes.

And the tables, set up to the point of breaking, displayed bountiful and luxurious food, filled with high-ranking officials of the Demon Kingdom.

Among them, I stood amidst the generals of the Demon Kingdom, donning a specially prepared ceremonial attire, raising my glass together with them.

“To the glory of the Demon Kingdom!”

“Cheers!”

With the declaration of the Demon King raising her glass from the throne, the Demon Races clasped their glasses together for a toast.

In sync with that, I downed the drink I had in my hand.

The sweet and fragrant taste of the wine that enveloped my senses was unmatched, as it was from the royal banquet; I had never tasted such exquisite flavor before, and the subsequent meal was of a higher taste and richness than anything I had ever eaten.

“How regal this royal banquet is… especially as it’s a celebration of victory, everything feels so elevated.”

In retrospect, such banquets are undoubtedly places showcasing a nation’s power and dignity, thus it’s only natural to present the best.

Historically, numerous leaders enjoyed lavish banquets not merely for pleasure but also for political purposes.

Regardless, thanks to this, I found myself indulging in luxuries I had never imagined before in my previous life, my gaze slowly shifting towards the Demon King seated on her throne, receiving audiences.

As it was an official event, the Demon King wore a veil to cover her face.

Beside her were numerous individuals who unmistakably bore noble status, engaging in audiences with her.

“Congratulations on your victory, Your Majesty. This is all thanks to your grace.”

“You too, Duke Simeon, have worked hard. I hope you will assist in restoring this nation ravaged by war.”

“Is there any question, Your Majesty? I will do my utmost.”

“If you need anything, just say the word, Your Majesty. I, Issagal, will remain unwaveringly loyal to you.”

“I will not forget your loyalty. I ask for your continued support in the future.”

From elderly men to young Demon Races, countless individuals bowed their heads and expressed their loyalty and praise to the Demon King.

Although she was now connected to me as a lover, in that moment, I couldn’t help but feel the significant distance between us.

“As strong as the Hero may be… I suppose the Demon King is somewhat an excessive match for an ordinary person like me…”

Of course, that did not mean I was considering giving up on the relationship I had finally formed with her. The struggles I had gone through until now were all for her love, so I believed I could endure such burdens.

However, separate from that resolve, in that moment, I distinctly felt the heavy weight of existence that the Demon King held, and frankly, I began to feel a bit overwhelmed.

At that moment…

“Excuse me…”

“…?”

The next moment, I heard a familiar voice whispering near my ear.

I turned my head toward the direction of the sound.

Immediately, a sight of a woman caught my eye.

However.

The moment I saw her face, I instinctively tilted my head in confusion.

Standing there was a female Demon Race with an appearance I had never encountered before.

With blue eyes and golden, braided blonde hair styled in pigtails, she exuded a fresh and vibrant charm complemented by a perfect figure akin to the Demon King.

At that moment, her slightly blushing face, appearing shy, conveyed an entirely different aura compared to the Demon King, who was imposing and cold despite being a beauty.

Yet, beyond these fleeting impressions.

In that moment, I still greeted this unfamiliar Demon Race woman with a slight hint of caution.

“Hello. I apologize, but who are you?”

Although there were many comrades around who shared the blood of battle, I couldn’t help but maintain some tension in a place filled with high-ranking Demon Races.

Especially since among the Demon Races, there were still those who looked unfavorably upon me, a human; it was crucial to stay alert to avoid any troublesome situations.

And as she looked at me, the woman in front of me wore an even more embarrassed expression, seemingly anxious and attempting to say something.

At that time…

“Oh! There you are.”

In the next moment, a familiar woman appeared from behind her and lightly placed her hand on her shoulder.

Immediately, I bowed respectfully as a formality and greeted the familiar figure.

“Greetings, Beelzebub.”

“It’s been a while, Hero.”