Maou na Ore to Fushihime no Yubiwa:Volume 4 Chapter 5
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Chapter 5: Survival race on the snowy mountain
Three days after arriving to the undead tribe’s lands.
At last the day has come. It’s the day the hundred deaths course is held on.
On the huge three thousands meters tall snowy mountain that had become the race course, we resolutely went to the hundred deaths reception hall at its foot.
Though that’s fairly obvious, right now we have the highlight right before our eyes.
In the reception hall there were gathered monsters of varied looks that came from all of the Netherworld.
According to Zonmi.
Though in the quickly developed Netherworld it’s become customary to live in human form for the purpose of convenience, it seems that that custom has yet to permeate into every nook and cranny of the Netherworld.
For that reason, among the monsters gathered at the reception hall there’s a fair amount that have not adopted human forms. Monsters that look like mummies and monsters that look like vampires… It looks like the core of the participants comes from the undead tribe.
Before the reception hall there are many stalls in a row, there’s a mood like it’s some sort of festival.
“Muu. This…Intoxicatingly mellow fragrance that resembles a forbidden fruit crafted by the devil… Candied apples!?”
“Do candied apples have such an exaggerated smell!?”
“Monster hunter. I have recalled that I had some business to take care of. I shall go wait in line around here.”
Iris slurped the drool that spilled from her mouth while wiping it with her robe’s sleeve.
“… So it seems. Do we need to remain together from here on?”
Nonetheless, Iris being alone leaves me with a dreadful unrest.
She may have that haughty attitude, but a stranger wouldn’t have it difficult to lure her with a piece of candy.
“Chiharu-sama. Rather than worrying for others you should first worry about yourself.
If it’s about Iris-sama, leave it to me. I’ll watch her so that she doesn’t get hurt.”
Lowering her voice so as to not be heard by those around us, Lilith secretly whispered to my ear.
“Lilith-san. Thank you very, very, very much.”
That’s right.
It’s as Lilith-san has said.
I have to attain victory in the race and get my existence as a human acknowledged among the ghoul clan.
It would be unsightly to forget about my main objective because of being worried about others.
It seems that the development of the competition will be broadcasted in real time via monitors and the rest of your group can cheer you from there.
I haven’t told this to Kyouko and Manami, who had disappeared after saying they had issues to attend, though.
“… Chiharu. Let’s go to the tent on the other side of the reception hall.”
Zonmi tugged my sleeve while looking around, worried by the public notice.
Even supposing that she hadn’t come back to the Netherworld in a long time, if word gets out that the country’s princess was at this place, things would get a bit rowdy.
For that reason, today Zonmi was wearing glasses & a hood that covered the upper part of her face so as to disguise herself a little.
How troublesome it is to be famous.
“Now let’s follow the succubus’s words and finish with the inscription asap.”
“Understood.”
This way, Zonmi & I, while feeling grateful for Lilith-san’s actions, set foot on the reception hall.
Having the majority of the monsters finished with their inscription, the inside of the tent was more deserted than I had expected.
Speaking of the most important inscription… It happened so easy that it was even disappointing.
“Hey, Zonmi. Wasn’t the hundred deaths course the biggest event for the ghoul clan?”
“Yes. Didn’t I explain it to you beforehand?”
“… But, isn’t it weird?
They don’t even hold any preliminaries for such an important event… You can participate this easily on the same day.”
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