Demon King Konosuba Novels & Stories

he spoke so fast in a yell, everything all seem insane to me, his eyes were widen in excitement as he envisioned his imaginary future. I rolled my eyes, I'm stronger than all the men here combined and if I had not been dosed with silver, I would have compelled all of them here to eliminate themselves. "And you think the demon king would let you kill his son? What makes you think Magnus would let you go" He laughed like a maniac which he is, "you don't do you homework, Demon are not allowed to meddle with Werewolves affairs, it's against the supernatural world principal, he wouldn't want the gods to strip him of his power"

While he didn’t appreciate the offer, he understood it had been done out of some misplaced sense of empathy. Still, even today, he failed. Demonology was the most boring of all the classes. Drent, the instructor in charge, had them learning everything they could about as many demons as they could. So far, the man had covered only ten demons in detail and roughly twenty in passing. Kilvic, however, found nothing new, and was always forced to battle with a drowsiness born of boredom while the man taught and the risk of whispering answers beyond the instructor’s observation whenever one of his friends was asked a question they couldn’t answer.

Back in The Demon King's Castle (Plug-in, 🎵"Tibiakassé-Stupéfiant"🎵 Back in The Kingdom of Gabhaàr, Bahm invited a few of his trusted girls to his castle. The sound of hardcore music was playing in the second hall and a variety of drugs coated over a long, glass end table. A few vampire chicks were kissing deeply with one another, while the rest few watch The Demon King dance on a wooden table. His drugged filled body was gyrating and jerking to every beat of the music.

The hall is full and people are dancing while the palace is being attacked. "No one should move out of here," orders king Alfred as he moves out in search of King Konan. The outside is dark, yet King Demons has started to attack the entrance of the kingdom. While fighting and killing innocent souls, King Demons tries to pave the way that leads to the gate of the palace where the King Konan, is. He knows that with the death of the King the land will automatically belong to him.

The Hyenas, the mountain Elves, the gnomes, and even humans who have had encounters with demons were there all dressed up. The sun was up as usual and it was even as if nothing has happened. A few months back he had fought with the demon King and erased him from existence. After his defeat, the demons asked for him to assume his throne. He however refused. "I appreciate your willingness to make me your ruler but," he sighed. "I can't." "What?" "Why?" "This isn't right!" They murmured but then he cleared his throat to calm them.

Half of Merkon's body is gone, only leaving his head remaining as he says, "Lord Demir is our true ruler. You will never defeat him." Merkon has finally drifted away with the wind with the last of his words. The wind has blown the dust of Merkon away, and I glance at my closed palm and open it to reveal my pearl. I can feel the magic pulsing inside. "Lippy?" Dominic calls my name. "Are you Lippy? I mean...it's you, you. Turning my head, I smile at him. "Surprise." "But how?" He asks, confused by all that just happened. "That demon said you will be stuck in a dream world forever."

The demon barely casts her a glance before dismissing her presence. Her snout elongates as her canines extend, her claws emerging from her fingers. She launches herself at the Demon King and before I have a chance to stop her he has his hand wrapped around her throat. His eyes obsidian black with flames dancing in their depths, his face contorting into his demon form. She claws at his hands and arms, attempting to free herself from his grasp. I jump from my seat, jump over my desk to save my Beta from the Demon King, Ren pushing towards the surface in a flash. His eyes flash to me, freezing me in mid jump. Ren struggles to fight through the demon’s powers, but to no avail.

The Demon King thought triumphantly to himself. “Ma’oz, meet Dorthy, my best friend. Dorthy, this is the Demon King, slash my temporary husband.” “How can anyone think he is your husband?!!? He looks nothing like Montgomery Lewis!” Her comment caught his attention. Both Journee and Ma’oz spoke at the same time. “You see the real him/me?” “Don’t you see the same?” Dorthy looked from Journee to Ma’oz, and back to the Demon King again. Confused. “How can anyone miss those red eyes, and…and…and that!” She pointed at the whole of the male in the room.

He still have some conscience left in him. Fayes spoke up ,"Greetings Your majesty. There are a few North Demon Lords and the Northern Lord. Jacinda, the fifth demon lord. I heard she's cruel, ruthless and powerful." Daemon noted to himself to remember her name. One day he would visit her. "Lord Seventh, the seventh lord. And Viktor, the ninth Demon Lord. Currently he's fighting a battle against rebels at the borders." Fayes said. Although he feared Daemon, he had some respect for the man. The man had fought and resisted Gregory all the way. No one dares to go against Gregory.