Other World Assassin Life of a Man who was a Shut-in

The man in front of me calls himself the Demon Lambilis Rezom.

It's only my fault, but there's no sign he's lying. Is this the real name?

And you're a demon. I've heard of demons and demon kings, but don't listen to demons for the first time.

As I was thinking about it, the Lambilis in front of me gave me a mixed look of surprise and fright, sighing.

"Ha, in the past, if you saw a demon, you would have been afraid of humans. Is this also the way of the times? Or do you think I'm lying?

"I'm sorry. I can understand that you haven't lied, but I've never heard of a demon before or seen one. If you don't know, you can't be afraid, can you?

Looks like Lambilis convinced me that's the answer to that.

And he spread his hands and smiled as if to show no hostility.

"If that's the case, we don't have to fight for nothing. You are not hostile to demons. I'm not willing to fight you either. I promise I will leave this village soon. What do you think, won't you miss it?

Hmm, it's not a bad suggestion if you subtract the fact that they can't be trusted with anything.

It is true that fighting in a village like this threatens to cause damage to the village building.

And it doesn't mean the villagers won't come either because they heard the noise.

I don't mean it, but I can't help it. Let's just say we stay on board with Lambilis' suggestion here.

"Lambilis, let's accept your suggestion. But let me ask you a few questions."

"Yeah, that's fine with me."

"First off, why didn't you do magic to me? I should have been full of gaps for you. Didn't you have as many chances to do the magic?

"Unfortunately, it doesn't even work that well. Actually, this magic, it has little effect on those with some magic power. That's the flaw."

"I see. So the next time I miss you here, you promise me you won't do anything more to this village? If you are going to do anything more to Mr. Zonga or Thing, I will kill you here."

"You don't have to worry about that. I have no use for this village anymore. Besides, if you use any more magic and move flashy, you could find yourself in trouble. It's been hundreds of years since then, and that half-elf will stand in our way forever."

Unlike his previous classy behavior, Lambilis, who talks like that, is clearly irritating.

Perhaps the half elf Lambilis is talking about is Mr. Minaris.

I don't know what happened between Lambilis and Mr. Minaris, but you seem to have quite a grudge.

Well, it's none of my business now. That's what I think. I'll ask the last question.

"That's the last of it, Lambilis. What brings you to this village?

Lambilis has a creepy smile on my question.

"Hehe, you can't tell a boulder that. Well, eventually you'll see. Sure. So for today, please excuse me."

Yes, at the end of the day, Lambilis turns his back on me and walks to the wall. And just before he hit the wall, he disappeared as if it were fog.

Tens of minutes after one incident with Lambilis.

When I went back to the banquet hall, it was still a big day.

And then Singh, who found out about me, comes running over here.

"Brother, where have you been? My grandfather and I were desperately looking for you."

"Oh, I'm sorry I did that. I have a few errands to attend to. It's worse than that, Singh, but can you tell me where Mr. Zonga is?

"Well, I think Grandpa would be over there."

"Right, thank you Thing. I have a little business with Mr. Zonga, so I'll see you later."

That's what I told Singh. I'll head to Mr. Zonga.

Thing is crying out behind my back for me to take care of myself, but I'm sorry, but I can't right now.

That's how I successfully find Mr. Zonga and talk to him with a serious look.

"Mr. Zonga, I need to talk to you for a minute. Is everything okay?

Speaking to him like that, Mr. Zonga smiled and gave him a stern look as the village chief of Barris Village.

Apparently, you assumed something had happened to me.

"Okay. Let's take you to an unpopular place. Follow me."

Saying so, Mr. Zonga walked out, so I followed him.

A few minutes after I walked out, the place Mr. Zonga brought me is like a vacant lot in the village.

Sure, I wouldn't worry about someone talking to me here.

I'm sure of that. I'll explain everything that happened to Mr. Zonga earlier.

And having heard everything, Mr. Zonga said with a strange look.

"Oh my god. I didn't know there was such a person in this village."

"I probably won't show up in this village again because of his mouth, but I was only going to tell Mr. Zonga. Of course I didn't tell Singh."

"Um, you should keep it a secret from everyone in the village. If it's something to pass on poorly, it won't just cause confusion. Nevertheless, in this day and age we shall hear the name of the devil."

With that said, Mr. Zonga takes a deep breath.

Apparently, he knows about the Demon Man. I was curious, so I asked a question.

"Mr. Zonga, can you tell us about the Demon Man?

"I don't know much about it either, but when the Demon King attacked this continent decades before I was born, it was rumored that the Demons and Demons were in command."

I see, I mean, are demons like the superior beings of the Demons?

I did feel something creepy about that guy named Lambilis. Perhaps you were unconsciously wary that you didn't make the choice to fight Lambilis at that time.

"I see. So why did Mr. Zonga come to this village?

"I have no idea about that. Somehow the demon was supposedly last seen hundreds of years ago than now. Even if it shows up now, I don't know what it's all about."

Mr. Zonga seems to hold his head and desperately think, but he doesn't seem to get an answer.

Is that why the demon came to this village? You think maybe there is something in this village that has the immense power the demon seeks? No, you don't.

If such a thing existed, the village chief, Mr. Zonga, would have some knowledge of it.

You can't, it's useless to think any further with my knowledge.

"Mr. Zonga, I'm going to talk to someone I trust about this. I promise I'll come and tell you if I find out anything about the Devil's purpose."

"Um, if Lord Yuma trusts you, I can believe you too. I leave this matter to Lord Yuma, and we shall live as usual. That would be the best part."

"That's the right answer. If Mr. Zonga feels weird and anxious, it threatens to infect even the villagers. That's all I want to avoid."

Mr. Zonga snorted deeply at my words saying otherwise.

That concludes the story about the Demon Man. Suppose we go back to the banquet?

"So, Mr. Zonga, shall we go back to the banquet? Actually, you ignored Thing and came over here, didn't you? If we don't get back soon, they're going to complain a lot."

When I spoke with such a slightly troubled face, Mr. Zonga broke his serious expression and smiled.

"I really miss you, Lord Yuma. It's certainly not been a few years since I've seen Thing that sounds like fun. It would be cruel to make them wait too long. I'm hungry, too. Time to go back."

That said, Mr. Zonga walked out, so I headed with him to the square.

When I get back to the square, Thing comes close and grabs my hand, as I thought.

Then for a few hours, I enjoyed the banquet so much that Thing didn't have time to take me around and take a rest.