The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

"This kind of world is truly disappointing."

"The year of Holy Light 986."

Driven by the need to make a living, I came to a remote mountainous area to find a medicinal herb to hand over to the Adventurers' Guild for a reward.

On that very day, I officially came into contact with the Demonic Order.

It's amazing that a village could be found in such a remote mountainous area.

Well, at least I don't have to sleep against a tree trunk today.

Find a villager, pay some accommodation fees, and you can stay in... an abandoned stable.

Indeed, to these villagers, I was just a complete stranger, and it's normal to be wary of a stranger.

They dared not let themselves into their homes, fearing they might threaten their lives.

They also dared not live in the livestock's quarters, fearing they would steal things.

These unsophisticated villagers possessed their livestock as the most valuable possessions.

Ridiculous! I wouldn't even look down on these things; they're just ordinary animals, not even Warcraft.

Well, it's still better than sleeping in the wild.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a commotion in the village.

What's going on? I immediately left the stable to check the situation, and when I saw the figure of the gray-robed man, I immediately hid.

This attire belongs to a madman from the Demonic Order.

During my time as a hero, I obtained some information about the Demon Order.

Members of the Demon Order would target people in remote areas, beyond the reach of the kingdom and the church. In this perfect lawless land, they could do as they pleased.

Did he step in to save the villagers?

How could I possibly save these villagers and earn their respect, or receive a meager reward?

If I were still the brave man I once was, I would never stand idly by in the face of such a situation.

But now that life has worn down my edges, I think things through carefully and weigh the pros and cons before doing anything.

The Demonic Order is terrifyingly large. Saving the villagers only resulted in the Demonic Order holding a grudge against them, making the effort and reward completely disproportionate.

Let's sneak away; there's no need to get involved in this troublesome matter.

I intended to slip away unnoticed, but I was stopped by a man in a gray robe as soon as I left the village.

I immediately expressed my unwillingness to be hostile to them, but the man said that he had come to invite me to join them.

I sensed a profound aura emanating from him.

This person is very strong. I'm probably no match for him right now. I should patiently chat with him for a while and see if I can get away unscathed without fighting.

He was the bishop of the Lust and Pleasure faction of the Demonic Order, and that's when I learned that the Demonic Order was actually divided into several factions.

The name of the sect basically reveals the characteristics of its followers and the demons they believe in.

Lust and pleasure—it sounds rather tempting.

So far, he has only been with prostitutes, women who have already been used by many men, and he has never had the chance to come into contact with any high-quality women.

However, this faction would likely share women with their subordinates, and the experience would probably be no better than that of prostitutes.

Finding no reason to join them, I'll just deal with this archbishop casually and leave.

What followed made me unable to move.

He immediately recognized me as a former hero and expressed his admiration for me, hoping that I could join them.

What an irony.

I, a valiant hero, vanquished the Demon King and brought peace to the world.

It's normal that ordinary people don't recognize me, since I haven't appeared in public much.

What's most infuriating is that after they learned of my past as a hero, they were completely indifferent and showed no respect whatsoever for a hero who saved the world.

On the contrary, they felt that heroes should fulfill their duty to defeat the demon king and save the world.

What do you take me for, a saint who lets others bully her without asking for anything in return?

Even legendary goddesses aren't this selfless, are they?

On the contrary, the cult's archbishop recognized me at a glance and gave me the respect due to me.

The archbishop then told me about the benefits of joining the demon cult.

The ability to communicate with demons and draw power from them is a benefit available to all factions within the entire order.

The Lust and Pleasure faction, as its name suggests, believes that simply playing with women can provide the negative emotions of the demons they worship, and even allow them to spend the night with the legendary demon.

Legend has it that succubi are described as having unparalleled beauty, and only the Church of Holy Light persists in resisting them. I admit, I'm somewhat tempted.

In addition, there were the favorable conditions offered by the archbishop.

He said that as a former hero with a magic level of eight, I would receive the greatest preferential treatment after joining.

He became a bishop of the lust and pleasure faction, enjoying the right to have priority access to the women he captured.

That's a good right. It means you won't only get to play with what's left. After you've finished eating the meat, you can decide whether or not to let your subordinates have any soup.

That archbishop was a cunning old fox; he could tell I was interested.

He also gave me a briefing on the main activities of their faction.

They went to various places to capture women—humans, demi-humans, elves, all kinds of races.

For those with a stronger taste, we can also arrange for orcs or dwarves.

I'll pass on that, but I'm really interested in demi-humans, elves, and succubi.

So I accepted his invitation and joined the Demon Cult.

On my first day in office, the Grand Church sent me to carry out the arrest operation.

The location for this event was set in a village, which shared the same characteristics as the village they attacked on the day I joined the demon cult: remote and where no one would care what I did.

Capture the young girls in the village who are still innocent, and you can also have a taste of the mature and charming women. As for the men, just kill them all.

Oh, some believers have rather unusual tastes, they like little boys, so we'll make an exception for them.

After leading the activities of the demon cult and tasting the sweetness of success, they realized what kind of hardship they had endured before.

Even compared to the time I spent as a hero, this isn't as carefree and joyful as it is now.

The morning light shone through the window onto Gray's face, which possessed a fraction of the reader's handsome features.

Before he knew it, he had read the entire contents of the diary in one night.

The following content is entirely about his licentious life after becoming a bishop, giving him a feeling of reading about Liu Bei.

A diary that goes from a hero's autobiography to Liu Bei's imperial uncle—this turn of events is truly unique.

Gray was quite disappointed with the contents of the diary, because the information he wanted was not mentioned at all after the former hero became the bishop of the Demon Order.

Reincarnation, Him.

The fact that this former hero could say these things before his death means he must have known some information, but he didn't write it down in his diary.

Perhaps it's because he's no longer a hero, and has taken to enjoying the wonderful life of a bishop in the Demon Order, no longer caring about heroes or demon kings, or the truth of the world.

But at least, Gray understood.

The Archbishop of the Demon Order possessed a great deal of information, and Gavin Mars must have learned of it from him.

In other words, the information points to the archbishop of the Demonic Order.