7th Demon Prince Jilbagias’ Chronicle of Demon Kingdom Toppling Chapter 133: The Troublesome Oldman, Make His Move

「――What? The horn of the Dios' family boy is broken?!」

The oldman got enraged. He knew for sure that the culprit must be the tyrannical and evil prince. The oldman know not of politic. He was a warrior, he wielded his spear, and made a living by hunting.

Nevertheless, he was really sensitive when he heard young people were breaking the tradition. He received the news that the young prince wreaked havoc during his welco banquet and broke the horn of a man of the Dios family. As if that wasn't shaful enough, he didn't do that with a spear, the prided weapon of the demon race, but with a sword of the human race instead.

「Unforgivable! How can soone who inherited the blood of the Demon King do such an unbecoming act!!」

The day after he heard that, he departed from his house before dusk, crossing the mountain and field before he arrived at the Reiju clan's capital.

Though it's been a long ti since the last ti he visited this place, compared to the inhabitants of the capital who wear neat and tidy attire, the oldman who was only wearing a pelt, and shouldering an obsidian spear, looked shabby, and stood out like a sore thumb.

「――Young people nowadays are too lazy!」

The oldman beca even more enraged upon seeing a pair of n and won wearing uselessly flashy noble outfits walking together while chatting loudly.

「YOU BASTARD OVER THERE! WHAT'S WITH THAT WEAK FACE!」

「WOAH! THAT OLD FOSSIL IS COMING, RUN!」

The pair ran at once upon seeing the troubleso old man running toward them while raising his spear.

「GET YOUR ASSES HERE! I'M GONNA BEAT THAT WEAK ATTITUDE OF YOURS!」

Even when the old man chased after them, the young pair was faster than him. The reason was simply because the young pair was younger and stronger than the old man thanks to their trendous amount of magical power.

On the other hand, since the old man didn't make a pact with a devil even after the 1st Demon King lifted the ban on the dark portal, he was among the 『Old Demon Race』 with a small amount of magical power. And due to his old age, he was even slower than when he was in his pri.

「Huff… Huff… Dammit, they're only fast when it cos to running away!!」

They left him in the dust in no ti, forcing the old man who ran out of breath to the point of using his spear as a crutch to give up in chasing after them.

「… To think that they escaped from instead of facing from the front while saying, 『Co at !』… The younger generation nowadays…」

He forgot his previous anger and felt really miserable instead. The oldman was heaving a sigh with a sad face.

The old man really felt that the younger generation nowadays had been slacking off and had beco weaker.

The old man was one of the famous warriors amoung the demon race who knew the life back in the 『Sanctuary』. He was about to hit the age of 300 in the near future.

Under the leadership of the 1st Demon King, the demons who escaped the 『Sanctuary』 seized fertile lands and indeed beca prosperous. However, it seed that this prosperity was also corrupting the demons, as if it was an inevitable decay.

The demon race in the old days lived by hunting and fighting. Though they were facing a far harsher environnt compared to the present days, their eyes back then were brighter than now.

Yet look at what we have now! This well-organized street! And the demons who are strolling along the street!

Their appearance might look better, but everyone is slacking off…!

「NUOOOOO, UNFORGIVABLE, UNFORGIVABLE!!」

In the middle of the bustling street, the roaring old-tir was being avoided by city-bred demons, as well as by the beastn and night elves who served as attendants. They treated him as if he were a sore spot, carefully steering clear of him.

――Surely, the demon race has beco wealthier. Their magical power had beco stronger due to their pact with devils too.

However, did that an they really have beco 『Strong』?

The oldman doubted regarding this fact.

The Demon King's army was said to be undefeated in battle, but facing off against the weak human race, winning was only natural. Losing would be a strange occurrence.

Undoubtedly, the demon race had beco too complacent since they kept winning.

And that symbol is none other than the prince. To think he would abandon his spear and use a sword instead. He’s probably just an arrogant kid whose magical power has inflated.

「I'll beat that rotten personality out of him!」

The old man resud his step with renewed determination.

「You over there! Where's the prince!?」

However, since he had no idea about the current whereabouts of the said prince, he asked the nearby youth.

「The Prince!? You an, His Highness Jilbagias?」

「Jilbagias! I see, so that's his na!」

「Is this old man getting senile?」 That was what the youth thought as he looked at the old man who was nodding while mumbling on his own.

「… If you're looking for His Highness, you can find him in the patriarch's mansion. He might be training in the training ground right now.」

「I see! Thanks, young man!」

The old man then walked away after he struck the youth's back. After the oldman, who was by no ans clean even as flattery, walked away, the youth quickly took off his jacket and left in a hurry to wash the jacket that had been struck by the oldman's hand.

Along the way to the patriarch's mansion, the oldman noticed that a lot of people were heading in the sa direction as him with a strained face. So were coming from the direction he was heading to, talking to their companion with a cramped face.

「―― That one is dangerous. 」

「――That prince is a monster.」

「――I'm not that suicidal.」

The oldman strained his dulled hearing to eavesdrop the conversation of the people who were walking from the opposite direction.

「… Did that prince do sothing outrageous again!? Unforgivable!!」

The oldman beca more enranged. The prince in his head turned into a tyrant who does everything he wants.

The old man, being soone who knows about the 1st Demon King's character, recalls that the individual was the epito of a demon among demons, a distinguished warrior and the king of demonkind.

Though the current Demon King was also a remarkable figure, he was a bit lacking compared to the 1st Demon King. Though he knew that not all children could surpass their parents, he couldn't help but to feel the cruel reality.

However, it was a different matter if the grandson of the 1st Demon King was a fool.

Capricious prince who used the human race's weapon instead of a spear, and doing whatever he wanted was not suited to beco a prince.

「Ptoeey, now that it has co to this…!!」

The old man, renewing his resolve as he tightens his grip on the spear, vows to beat the rotten guts of the prince even at the cost of his remaining days. For the late Demon King, Raohgias!

Thus, he finally arrived at the patriarch's mansion.

Crowds ford around the training ground.

「OUT OF MY WAY!」

After he pushed the people in front of him and arrived at the front row――

「W-WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?」

He was left dumbfounded.

――Two people fought to the death in the training ground.

On one hand was a woman with translucent arms sprouting from her back deftly wielding three spears, unleashing a relentless barrage of attacks. Her face, strikingly beautiful to the point of being unsettling, showing no trace of leeway. Her face was drenched in her own sweat and her hair disheveled.

On the other hand was a boy in his early teens, wielding a spear with an abnormally long blade, bravely deflecting the attacks while countering whenever he saw an opening. He had the sa silver hair color as the woman, and his face that bore the resemblance of the woman was also showing no leeway. He fought back like a wounded beast.

The sound of clashing blades resounded in the air, sparks flying every ti their weapons clashed against each other. The sheer force of their clash created a shockwave that swept all the way to the spectators. Now the old man knew that the reason why the people were watching from afar was because the clash between the two was so intense to the point that they couldn't afford to watch from the nearby.

And though he noticed it a few monts later, nearby the two was the figure of three young demon race who were piling on top of each other, seemingly passed out.

（If my mory serves right, that guy is… The weak hearted young man of the Auril family.）

He couldn't recall if the young man's na was Alvar or Anvar.

（And that woman… Is Platyfia, right?）

Her beauty remains in that old man's mory. He rembered that Platyfia was a brave woman, a genius warrior of the Reiju clan who was married off to the current Demon King―― Thus, he finally realized who the mother of that prince was.

「Oi, tell what's happening here!?」

「Woa— Oh, it's just the old man.」

The young man who was looking at Platyfia and Jilbagias training gasped for a mont when he turned around, but his shock vanished in the next mont upon realizing the identity of the one who called out to him, looking at the oldman with a face that said "Dammit, this troubleso oldman coming again".

「What the heck are you talking about?! What about that?」

「It's training with a life combat format. For so reason, they had been doing this since the evening(morning)…」

"They went that far just for training!? No amount of human sacrifice is enough to heal the wounds from that kind of training," Thought the old man.

「Guh…!」

Seeing the prince, Jilbagias groaning in pain, the spectators gasped.

The reason being Platyfia's spear pierced the prince's abdon.

「Guh… OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!」

The prince kept swinging his spear despite coughing blood―― The old man had only realized at this mont that the tip of the prince's spear was a sword―― Deflecting the barrage of thrusts that ca to finish him off.

「Guh… Hah…」

With that, the prince fell as he vomited blood and was bleeding heavily from the wound on his abdon.

「What…」

Though the old man was already at a loss for words due to the severity of the wound, the whining cries that rose in the next mont made him even more dumbfounded.

A limbless woman was running toward the prince using her upper limbs that were sealed with tal fittings, then started licking the prince non-stop.

At that mont, a sizzling sound ca from the wound at the rate that could be seen with naked eyes.

「Who in the hell is that woman!?」

「That's the high elf pet of His Highness, old man.」

「Pet!?」

High elf!?

No, wait a second… Now that I think about it, I rember overhearing sothing about him seducing an Elf or a Dragon. I dismissed it in disbelief, thinking it was too soon for soone who had just been born recently to be so flirtatious, but to think it was true….

「Huff, huff. Thanks a lot, Liliana.」

The recovered prince patted the high elf on the head.

「Wo~of.」

A High Elf wiggled her hips and flicked her ears with joy. It was such a bizarre sight…

「Why did that high elf… Act like dog?」

「… According to the story, His Highness destroyed her ego with his magic and made her think that she is his dog…」

Seeing the old man muttering in a daze, the young man, lowering his voice, explained, "Even though she's an enemy, I can't help but feel sorry for them…" He looked on with sympathetic eyes.

「So, old man, did you co to see the prince, too? He's even more incredible than the rumors say, isn't he?」

The old man snapped out of his daze upon hearing the young man's remark.

He rembered that he originally ca to beat the rotten guts of the prince.

「Okay then, have you healed properly, mother?」

「Fufufu, we're not done yet.」

「Sure thing, let's duke it out again!」

The pair of son and mother took a stance again to restart their bloodcurdling training.

「…」

Their fight…

It was sothing that was never seen, even among the old generation demon race…

Though he still couldn't accept the fact that the prince's weapon wasn't a pure spear…

He was strong… Strength is justice… Even his magical power was solid…

The old man knew that he wouldn't even last a few seconds if he challenged the prince; thus he――

「――My back pain is acting up again today.」

The old man muttered quietly as he patted his rear before turning around.

――The old warrior knows when to take a step back.

The old man left that place, leaving the youth looking dumbfoundedly at him.

「Yeah… The youngun' nowadays…」

He muttered sothing incomprehensible as he left.

But the way that prince fought was sothing to behold.

「… The future of the demon race is in safe hands.」

The old man left in a better mood than when he arrived.

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