In A Parallel World With Random Skills, I Reluctantly Become A Mafia Boss?

Chapter 23: Demon

I looked down upon the decapitated head of the 'Demon King' that rolled towards my feet with cold eyes. This time, I'm sure I had killed someone. But even when I was looking at the grief-stricken and angry glare of the stagnant separated head, I felt nothing.

Was this how it felt to wield too much strength?

If this was the case, it seems that the more I use this strength, my human emotions are slowly disappearing. Fear, Guilt, and Regret. These things were only the few I had noticed that I had not felt at this moment.

Even though this guy murdered countless innocent lives all for the sake of strength and consumed them for his measly bloated ego, a normal person would still feel sick when killing someone for the first time, right?

It seems the problems, both outside, and inside myself were still increasing.

After making sure that there was no sign of life from the corpse, I noticed that I had not leveled up nor gained any drops. But, I decided not to mind it, since sometimes these things happen in games. Is what I thought at this time.

Brandishing the sword once, to get rid of the blood sticking to it, then finally sheathing it into the 'Leather Sheath' strapped on my back, I released a tired sigh.

Checking my status for a bit, it still seemed to be rising. Which meant that midnight hadn't even passed yet. It should be expected since I only left the village at sundown, but still it felt as if that battle dragged on for quite a while.

After gathering my thoughts, and putting them in order, I walk back towards the two who were resting under a large tree all this while. After waking up Lode-san, I let him help me put Marielle-san on my back and we slowly returned to the village.

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In the deepest parts of the forest known as 'Izajes Rainforest', was a chaotic scene. The grass was dug, the earth and soil were gouged out, trees were felled, and countless puddles of blood were scattered about. Almost forming a sea of red.

In the center of all this, a lone, stump of a corpse was present.

A small stature of a boy, without any of his legs, and his separated head, only a meter away from his body was seen. A dreadful and gruesome sight to behold for a normal person.

The quiet silence of night overpowered even the noises of the various beasts in the forest.

Even though it was common knowledge that beasts were attracted to the smell of blood, there was a reason that not even one of them had come near.

The presence of their only primary instinct.

'Fear of Danger'

Yes, this is what would be ringing inside of those even without intelligence when they even come within a distance away from this place. The source of this immense fear was not the stump of a corpse laying on the cold ground, but instead...

"....Hey, how long is he going to play dead?"

The first figure that looked like a beautiful girl with short bluish hair, and blood-red eyes asked the other two human-shaped figures that suddenly appeared with her.

"Don't ask me, I was only forced to come here. This is annoying."

The blonde man with a nasty look in his eyes said in annoyance towards the stupid question of the air-headed girl. He slowly looked towards the strangest one out of the group as if to shift the question towards him, with an angry glare.

"Now, now you two, no need to quarrel. He might be waking up any minute now."

Said the strange human-shaped creature that had black wings and a creepy white mask covering his entire face. The strange floating shape on his head didn't seem to match his appearance in the least, as he tried to calm the two impatient figures.

"Really? It sure doesn't seem like it."

"Even though he's a one of the 'Demon Kings' who were given two 'Demon Cores' embedded inside their bodies, not even one of them was broken and he's still sleeping."

"Hmm, you might be right. If we look closer, the two cores seem to be in a dormant state. I wonder what sort of skill the enemy had that pushed him this far without breaking the cores themselves......It sure seems like someone I would like to dominate..."

"As always, you're a creepy one, Kreis. It's better to take that skill instead of controlling him under you, didn't you think of that idea as well, Leasielle?"

"...Well, I'm not sure but I wish I could have at least seen the target before deciding..."

"Lovre, you still don't understand the beauty of dominating others, even after all these years. It seems you're still wet behind the ears."

"Will you shut up, even though I've only just reached [Demon General] status in my own sin in the last 10 years, I still think that I'm stronger than you right now."

"Hou, is that a challenge I hear?"

"Damn right it is. Come at me."

"....You know, this isn't the time for this. We have to get Beelzebub-sama's cores back to the 'Underworld Kingdom' you know? If we fail an order from Umbra-sama, who knows what will happen?"

*Gulp*

*Sweat*

"....Alright, even I want to make Umbra-sama proud of us. Let us make haste."

"Yes, let's save this bout when we arrive. Indeed, we need to return quickly."

The two dangerous beings with pale faces said while sweating profusely, as they immediately ripped apart the two 'Demon Cores' from the flesh body of the little human, and gestured towards the woman with blood-red eyes to do something.

As if responding to them, she immediately took out a shining red spear, and started spinning it rapidly until it grew more sharper and larger than before.

Stopping at the opportune moment, she raised the tip of the red spear, which had grew to a size larger than the three of them combined, and swung it down into empty air.

But almost immediately, a rip in the space itself appeared in front of her.

"No matter how many times I see it, [Envy] top-tier skills are really mind-blowing."

"Indeed, now let us depart before the enemy senses us."

"....I just want to go home and see Xanos-aniki."

"Forget it, that deadbeat of a 'Demon King' won't even come out of his room."

"Wasn't that what his sin pertained to though?"

"Well...you're not wrong. I for one, have only seen him at the battlefield once."

'But, that was a scene of carnage I don't want to remember' is what the [Demon General of Pride] had inwardly thought to himself after recalling a dreadful memory.

With their idle talk disappearing into the distance of the ripped fabric of space itself, the three figures were gone, leaving the stump of a corpse laying in the center, but this time, it was slowly dissolving into thin air.