The Regressed Demon Lord is Kind

mm? What are you saying is fine?”

“We don’t need an explanation.
I’ve finished analyzing the situation.”

“What? The epidemic has spread to this place.
Shouldn’t we at least get an explanation?”

The young man glanced at Zich and asked, “Um…who is this person…?”

“He is someone who came to check how far the disease has spread.
Please tell him what’s been happening without skipping any details.”

“Oh, you are a doctor! Of course, we will cooperate for the village.
I will tell you all the details!”

Zich wasn’t a doctor, but Clovey didn’t seem to feel the need to clear the matter up and maintained his silence.

“It’s a bit of a long story, but I don’t think this is a good place to talk.
There’s a room over there.
It’s a bit shabby, but if you don’t mind, I will tell you about it there.”

The young man looked over the area where patients were lying around and pointed at a door.
Clovey nodded.

“I think we should do as the man says.
What do you think…?” Clovey asked Zich for his opinion, but he trailed off because Zich was staring at him intensely.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I was curious.”

“Curious about what? No, but before that, shouldn’t we listen to what this man has to say first? We don’t have much time.
We can deal with personal matters later—”

“I am curious if…” Zich cut off Clovey’s words and smirked, “…You are acting on your own will or if you’ve been blackmailed.”

“What do you mean—”

Clang!

With that sharp sound, Clovey’s words were cut short again.
Ignoring the stunned group of people in his surroundings, Zich moved his unsheathed sword.
He aimed at the young man who they just conversed with.
Zich’s sword moved as if it was about to rip the young man’s head off.

The young man looked at Zich’s sword in shock.
But when he felt the sword’s bloodthirst and realized that Zich was not going to stop until he cut his head off, the man’s face changed. 

Kagagak!

The young man took out a dagger and blocked Zich’s sword.
The speed of Zich’s sword slowed down. 

Crack!

Zich’s sword sliced the dagger and dashed forward.
The young man’s chilly expression turned to shock.

Slice!

Zich sliced the young man’s head off and moved past him.
Everyone in his surroundings didn’t move as if time was frozen, and Zich flicked the blood off his sword with an exaggerated swing.
Then he raised his chin and looked around the temple.
Everyone, whether they were caretakers or patients, looked at him.

“Quit your theatrics and bring it on.
I’m not naïve enough to fall for such a sloppy trap like this one.” Zich smirked again.
“Your trap was so childish that I couldn’t bear to look at it any longer.
You should have paid a bit more attention to the details.”

“What…?” Snoc didn’t understand the situation yet, but he exchanged glances with Hans and pulled out his sword.

“Be careful! They are enemies!”

Hans gave Snoc a warning when—

Bam!

Daggers flew in their direction.
Zich flung them away with his sword like they were flies.
However, he couldn’t treat the sword coming from his side in the same way.

Claaang!

A sword soaked in mana lashed at him, and Clovey glared at Zich with a demon-like face.

“You didn’t answer my question yet.
Are you acting on your own will or were you blackmailed?”

“How did you know?”

“Answering a question with a question is a very bad habit.
Not to mention that I asked the same question twice.” Zich failed to get an answer again, and Clovey gritted his teeth.
The bloodlust flowing in Clovey’s body seemed like it would take shape any moment.

“Kill them!”

At his command, people who were pretending to be caretakers and patients got up from their beds and dashed towards Zich, Hans, and Snoc.
On the other hand, not everyone got up; a lot of people stayed crouched on the ground and screamed. 

Clovey shouted, “If you don’t want to die, move! I will personally kill everyone on the ground!” The rest of the people got up at Clovey’s words.
However, their fearful eyes and hesitant body movements indicated that they were ordinary people who were scared. 

‘They must be the villagers.’ They were probably threatened by Clovey and his allies.
‘They won’t even put up a fight.
Guess I’ll just ignore them for now.’

However, as they began running towards Zich and his company, Zich had to change his mind.
This was because the villagers’ movements and speed were quite formidable.
Of course, it didn’t mean that they were threatening opponents, but Zich couldn’t simply ignore them.

“You guys work together to fight.”

Hans and Snoc hastily turned their backs towards each other at Zich’s command.
Among Zich’s training lessons, there was a method to fight against an opponent or a group through teamwork.
Of course, it was too early for the two to move as one body, but because of Zich’s training, they were able to display an impressive level of cooperative fighting.
After checking their formation, Zich focused his attention on the enemy again.
 

‘Let’s see.
Who prepared this trap: Fest or the assassins? Or even Biyom Dracul?’

Zich listed all the people who wanted him dead.
Ever since Zich revealed the cure and raised Joachim’s reputation, he could confidently put Biyom on the list of people who wanted him dead.

‘It’s probably from Fest or the assassins.’

It looked like a trap, but it was also true that the village was infected.
The person or organization probably planned it like this to make the trap look more realistic.
Judging by the involvement of diseases, Fest seemed like the most likely candidate for this trap, but the movement of his opponents confused him.

All of Zich’s opponents had the same movements as the assassins he met before.