Chapter 2 (1/2)

Communication General Weiss

Demon Lord Weiss, having escaped from beneath the feet of the White Demon King, used his self-proclaimed high intellect to shake off her pestering, and the little weasel who followed behind him by shuttling between thickets, let out in a large relaxed breath

“B-Boss, we really were in a pinch just then.”

“Yeah. I seriously didn’t think that I, Demon Lord Weiss, would attract a strong Demon King on the first day. It looks like she mistook it for the existence of a similar levelled existence and was only attracted there because my Demonic Aura was too powerful, WUHAHAHAHA!!” Weiss proudly guffawed, yet this type of reaction let the little weasel mutter a few words

“But just then, Boss was obviously begging for mercy.”

“Ah?! What did you say?!”

“Ah, no, Boss, I was thinking, who do we go find so they can serve as that Demon King’s underling? After all, you were conferred the t.i.tle of Communications General.”

“AAAAAA! Don’t call me Communications General, I hate this t.i.tle, and who told you that we’re going to go find people?”

“B-But it’s the orders of the Demon King.”

“Back then, I only promised that so I could stall time, who would naively bow their head and help that kind of squishy little Demon King do some odd jobs? Don’t joke with me.”

“B-but, the orders of a Demon King are absolute.” The little weasel anxiously trembled. Even though the speed at that he shuttled through the woods was still that nimble, but the inherent chubbiness it has only makes it look more like a swaying ball at this time.

Weiss used his Demonic Aura to float above the ground, then used that to move at high speeds. He couldn’t understand why the little weasel was scared, and cleaned his ear with his finger like a human.

“Ah? What ‘absolute’? That kind of stuff isn’t more than what the ancestors said and only exists to scare little guys like you. To me, Demon Lord Weiss, it doesn’t whether it’s the Demon King’s orders or curses, I only need to…” Weiss just only said half of his words, then his expressions suddenly halted. Next, he suddenly hugged his head letting inertia drag him onto the ground and rolled about, all the while letting off a sound that was comparable to slaying pigs.

“Wuaaa. B-Boss, you alright?” The little weasel hurriedly jumps to Weiss’ side, but Weiss who was covered by weeds to the point of being unsightly, was holding his head and heavily wheezing.

“That fellow!!!”

“I said so, the orders of the Demon King are undefiable.”

“Wr-Wrong”

“How’s it wrong?”

In front of the incomprehension of the little Weasel, Weiss showed a wise look. He was silent for a while.

“Even if you use a human expression to show a very smart look, it still can’t fix the reality that Boss’ brain is stupid!”

The little weasel finally couldn’t resist to retort. For Weiss, this was undoubtable a two-fold attack upon his heart and body.