I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"But why is there this magical fluctuation? What level of magic is this?!"

"I've never seen magic that covers half the sky!"

As the magic casters fell into panic, Mitis suddenly felt someone say something in her ear.

"If you stubbornly want to become a martyr to save the world, then I will just as stubbornly pull you off the cross! 'Time Stop'!"

In an instant, the world froze at that second.

Then, in the form of Entarosphiel, Ella easily destroyed the sealed prison van and stood in front of Mitis, who couldn't control her tears.

"Let me judge for you."

After saying that, Ella hugged Mitis regardless of the tears on her face.

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The above, the final result will return to the current ending, but Mitis can no longer return to the empire, and the awakening crisis will be solved by Ella (this involves the Dream Kingdom and some other things about her sister, but it seems unnecessary now). Finally, with the help of Mitis, the mission of the next volume is triggered, which is to go to the Eastern Demon Territory and start serving as an incompetent demon king.

Of course, I can give you a sneak peek at the next volume's title: "The Protagonists' Day Off." The title pretty much tells the story: not only Mitis, but also Tina, Tifarian, and Eve will be making an appearance in the Eastern Demon Territory (Ella will naturally discover her statue there, too). Plus, Entarosphiel will be making a splash, too. That's all for now~

As for whether the story lines that were cut above will be supplemented, it depends on whether there is energy to supplement them at the end after the end.

Then we move on to the customary thank you segment.

Thanks to editor Tia for her revisions to the plot, and to teacher "Cc Carrot Seed" for her character design and illustrations. Thank you to all the readers who have read until now, thank you very much!

Above

2019/03/24

Yomi (I was so excited after typing the above paragraph)

This chapter is a setting chapter, does not count words and is free.

Chapter 1 Mistydin

*At 08:36 AM on August 2, 6187, the Western Demon Clan's old king, Mistetin

Mistin, the royal capital located at the westernmost end of the Western Demon Territory, is a large coastal city with a population of 500,000. It has a suitable climate and diverse industries, and coupled with the diligent efforts of successive generations of Camisia, if one were to rank the royal capitals of all the countries on the continent, Mistin would definitely be among the top five based solely on its prosperity.

Although it was only eight o'clock in the morning, the summer sun had already caused the earth to evaporate with heat. The high temperature caused the air to slightly distort, and the pedestrians on the road seemed to be sticking to the eaves to avoid direct sunlight.

In an empty space where no one passed by—or to be more precise, in the corner of the city wall—a portal suddenly appeared that distorted and absorbed all light. A moment later, a woman in a luxurious white dress walked out. The crimson twin ponytails behind her were like dancing flames, strongly attracting people's attention.

As if confirming her position, the woman glanced around, then thrust her hands into the swirling portal of light behind her that distorted her vision.

Not long after, another girl with long, smooth golden hair, who was only as tall as the red-haired woman's chest and wearing a gauze short-sleeved dress, walked out of the portal, holding the woman's hand as she walked back.

After that, four other girls, each with their own unique characteristics, came out one after another.

The light gate gradually closed.

"Huh, is this the demon? They look pretty good. I used all those teleportation scrolls for nothing."

Without her long golden hair used for disguise, Iris put her hands on her forehead and looked around for a moment, with a hint of surprise in her green eyes.

"When I was in the clan, I heard the servants say that the demon tribe was a poor and backward nation. Now it seems that I have been tricked."

Speechless at Iris's mumbling, Fukagan, who was wearing a two-piece short-sleeved top and a short skirt, curled her lips.

"You don't believe it at all."

"Well, of course, but not believing and being deceived are two different things. I'll settle the score with them when I get back."

"Wow, is this the place where little Ella will soon rule? I'm so envious..."

"Angelina, don't use that kind of words. After all, there are still many things that are not clear—"

"Miss Ella is still as stubborn as ever, even though Miss Mitis has already told her the truth."

"But is this true? Damn it! He let that Mitis slip away, saying things like, 'I'll find you in the demon tribe once I resign as Viscount.' It's obvious he's just being too lazy and leaving it to me."

Ella smacked her lips in anger. Because of Camisia's excitement, the day after Mitis said in person that he was the Demon King, her group began to take turns using the teleportation scroll to travel.

Including the rest time at night, it took less than a week to rush from the northern part of the Bruzea Empire to Mistin, the westernmost part of the Demon Clan. If this speed were told to others, it would definitely be jaw-dropping. Of course, ordinary people could not afford the consumption of such teleportation scrolls. Take Camisia as an example. This trip consumed more than half of Camisia's teleportation scroll reserves, which is roughly estimated to be worth at least 100,000 gem coins.

However, only Camisia and Iris, who had made some calculations, knew about this matter. After all, if Ella knew about it, she would probably forbid Camisia to do so. The consequence would be that she would have to slowly return to the Demon Clan by carriage, which was tantamount to torture for Camisia who was eager to return to the Demon Clan.

In addition, because Mitis needs to sell off her property and hand over her position, it will take some time to complete the affairs within the empire. As for how to bring Mitis to the demon clan, according to the plan, I have to go to the empire to find Mitis before the 14th using the identity of Entalosphiel.

"But how did Mitis figure out I was Ntarosfiel? Well, I'm not here, so I'll have to ask her in person after we meet. Nanako seems to want to accompany Mitis, so I'll bring her along when the time comes."

Thinking about this, Ella looked up at Camisia, who was still holding her hand tightly.

"that……"

Camisia was startled when she found that she was still holding Ella's hand, and then she immediately let go.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, Demon Lord. I'm sorry for being so rude."

"No...that's not what I wanted to say."

Since that day, Camisia has been overly enthusiastic, forgetting to let go of my hand even for trivial things. For example, when we were staying at a hotel before, she would suddenly burst into the bathroom and say "Let me serve the Demon Lord", which made me feel at a loss.

"Camisia, our next itinerary is to go to the underground portal first, and then head to the eastern demon territory, right?"

"Yes, but before that, I would like to bring the important nobles in the territory to you for review."

"As for the review... Kamisia can do it. Besides, I've seen it once before, right?"

Ella blinked.

The last time she used the underground labyrinth event to announce herself as the Demon Princess, Camisia brought the nobles to her for an introduction. However, because there were too many of them and everyone acted exactly the same, she didn't remember it clearly.

"It's only been a year, but it feels like ages ago. And come to think of it, Miss Ella's birthday is almost here."

"Ahahaha... whatever I say is fine. Oh, by the way, remember not to tell anyone about this."

While this might sound narcissistic, just by looking at Camisia's expression, which seemed to indicate she was shouldering an important mission, Ella could roughly guess what the consequences would be if ordinary demons knew about her birthday—or rather, a disaster.

"Lord Demon King——"

"It should be the princess, no, it's Ella."

"How could you do such an overreach! The Demon King's ascension to the throne is imminent, and the change of title is a matter of great importance that cannot be ignored."

"You're not the Demon King yet, are you? I prefer the title of Princess-sama."

As a second best option, Ella lowered the difficulty a little. As for the matter that she was the Demon King or the Demon Queen, she temporarily put it aside. Ella was very clear about her life before coming here. Her days on Earth were definitely not something as outrageous as the Demon King, or she had no chance of being a Demon King at all. Now something must have gone wrong.

[I hope this isn't a prank by Mitis...]

"Wow... Since the Demon--Princess-sama likes it... Please forgive me for continuing to use such rude words."

"It's okay, it's okay. And what about what you just said about getting to know the nobles? Has Camisia thought of something?"

"Yes, this is part of strengthening your rule, Princess-sama. The Demon King's bloodline holds an aura that ordinary demons cannot resist. Allowing the nobles to witness you in person will both demonstrate your mercy and strengthen your rule."

Perhaps because she was talking about her area of ​​expertise, Camisia's purple eyes sparkled with dazzling brilliance.

"Furthermore, since learning of your existence, the nobles within the territory who were previously unmotivated have suddenly become energized. Out of respect and admiration for you, they have begun gradually improving the old rules within the territory, intending to leverage the territory's strength to become upper-class nobles and potentially have the opportunity to see you in person. Therefore, I'm thinking that if the nobles are given the opportunity to see you, it might have a positive impact on the future of the demon race and strengthen your voice on the continent."

Camisia's series of explanations left Ella at a loss for words for a moment, and she could only look away and change the topic to another side.

"Uh... the bloodline of the Demon King, that sort of thing, it just feels a little weird. There wasn't anything unusual the first time I came here."

"Perhaps this is related to your level, Princess-sama. The concentration of mana in your blood is promoting the activation of your bloodline. However, there could be other reasons, such as your influence gradually increasing with age, or perhaps you triggered some unknown condition during your journey. In short, your mere presence now has the power to influence the nearby demons. This is undeniable."

"Ah, anyway, it's just a matter of meeting those nobles, right?"

"Yes, if it's too much trouble for you, Princess, you can sit behind the curtain and listen to their reports."

"No, that's too rude anyway..."

Ella couldn't help but feel overwhelmed when she imagined herself sitting behind the curtain without saying a word while the demon opposite her kept praising her.

——After that, I must ask Lotte to prepare a speech for me.

While thinking about this, Angelica's energetic voice suddenly came from the side.

"Look, look, that statue is amazing! It's at least three hundred meters tall, right?"

"ha?"

Ella looked in the direction Angeline pointed, but what she saw made her mouth open wide and her brain instantly shut down.

Chapter 2: Statue of the Lolita Girl Elelaya

In response to Angeline's sigh, Camisia puffed out her chest with pride.

"Oh, Angelina, are you talking about the statue of the princess? That was recently built. Although Dean and I were the initiators, the subsequent work was completed by the people of the territory. Of course, it's not free labor, and they are paid."

Looking at Ella's statue, Iris couldn't help but frown slightly - her originally cute face was modified into a majestic and mature look, and her clothes were changed from ordinary dresses to exaggerated styles that exposed a lot of skin. Combined with her lazy posture sitting on the throne, she gave off a feeling that was more seductive than beautiful, making people want to bow down at her feet.

"This scale...isn't it ridiculous? Three hundred meters? Or even higher? Even from this distance, you can still see the details of the statue clearly. The manpower and money required to build this might even make Aira-chan look like a tyrant, right?"

The last sentence was said purely in a joking tone. Iris knew that Camisia would not discredit Ella.

As expected, Camisia denied it.

"No, regarding manpower, we didn't force labor; it was all done voluntarily by the workers. Furthermore, many demonic people who had previously worked for the Divine Human Tribe, Dragon Island, the Papal States, the Holy Academy, and the Elves also returned to the territory to participate in this project. As for funding, it was supported by the gold coins accumulated over thousands of years to retrieve the Demon King, so it's not a significant amount."

"The only difficulty we encountered was probably figuring out how to build a 300-meter-tall statue. Considering that the statue of the princess could be seen by people outside the city, it had to be built high enough. This presented several issues that required careful consideration. First, how to dig a deep foundation in the rocky city of Mistydin. Then there were the issues of resisting natural disasters, preventing erosion from the sea breeze, daily maintenance, and finally the details of the carving. These were the fruits of countless people's hard work."

"...You, the demon clan, are probably the only ones who have accomplished this without the sovereign's orders."

"Of course, being a subject of the Demon King is an honor."

"Master Camisia's whole body is radiating light..."

"Should I say charm?"

As if Camisia was too dazzling, Angelica and Lotte slightly turned their eyes away.

After the conversation here ended, Ella on the other side gradually restarted her brain.

"Um...Camisia?"

"What can I do for you, Princess?"

"Couldn't this have been built in a year?"

Ella was certain that when she left Mistin, there was no statue of her in the city.

Ella's words made Camisia stiffen for a moment, and she lowered her head slightly with a look of shame.

"My apologies, Princess. We simply cannot produce a statue visible from outside the city in just one year, so we've resorted to some temporary workarounds."

"No, that's not what I wanted to say - but what's that trick Camisia mentioned?"

"Yes, remember when I last left Mistydin, my subordinates reported that the statue was only thirty meters high. Based on the time it's been built, it should be closer to seventy meters now. The reason you can see a three-hundred-meter-high statue is actually the result of the magic circle and the efforts of the hired magic casters. Deep within the city walls and the statue, a magic circle primarily based on illusion, supplemented by light distortion, was buried. A large amount of light stone was then added, and finally, high-level magic casters were hired to maintain the spell, resulting in the result you see now."

"Hmm... so, there's no need to build a real statue?"

Ella averted her gaze from the statue awkwardly. It was too embarrassing to look at her own statue, especially since the "Ella" in the statue was wearing clothes she couldn't wear outside. To Ella herself, the statue was too revealing, and the mature style made it look like someone else.

Ella couldn't help but think that this might be the general impression of her among the demon people.

[I feel like I'm starting to have a headache...]

As for the suggestion to deny Camisia and ask her to demolish the statue, Ella swallowed it back. The people of the demon clan spent countless efforts to build the statue, and she made their achievements invalid with just a few words. No matter how you look at it, it was too much, and she felt a little bit sorry.

Of course, the shame of being worshipped as a great man is another matter.

Iris, who was standing at the front in place of Camisia, turned around.

"If we hire high-level magic casters and consume light stones, the cumulative cost will be too high to bear given the current massive scale of 300 meters. And most importantly, the demons will definitely not want to use false illusions to represent Ella-chan. Furthermore, if it can be established, it will also show the strength of the country. If the people of the territory are willing, it will be a good thing in every sense."

"Yes, and the current illusion doesn't work on rainy days or at night, so it's not a long-term solution. But all of this is entirely up to you, Princess."

“Eh…”

"We'll talk about this later. Let's go fill our stomachs first, shall we?"

Hugging Ella from behind, Angelini's tone contained a hint of pleading. Thinking of saving her stomach for the Demon Clan's capital, Angelini hadn't eaten since she got up. Although it wouldn't be a problem for Angelini to skip a meal with her physical fitness, Ella wasn't yet that cruel.

But this creates another problem.

Ella sniffed the smell on her body with some distress.