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

"I already know the true form, but this still amazes me no matter how many times I see it. This must be even more advanced than the Sword of Disorder the Demon King gave me, right? An item that surpasses divine weapons?"

"That's because you're being modest, Camisia."

Although in fact, as Camisia said, Hela's anti-material rifle, which is at the top of magical technology, has already reached the realm of artifact-level items, Ella simply cannot admit it like that. Because if Camisia delve deeper, the answer will be a very troublesome matter.

Waving to Camisia, Ella squatted down. Since she was only a level 17 healer, her strength wasn't enough to lift Hela, so she could only hold the butt of the gun.

"We can't debug it here. After all, if the subsequent test launch is carried out here, it will be a disaster."

Camisia, who was about to sit down, stood up again, her pure white skirt fluttering.

"Let's stay here. This room can defend against magic below level 4. As long as Lotte-chan doesn't use any penetrating magic test shots, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Hmm... all right then. 'Power Up'."

Ella picked up Hela from the table and examined her. The contrast between her petite figure and the length of the gun was too stark, making it seem a little unreal.

Although she was debugging Hela, Ella was only performing maintenance work according to the magician's memory in the game. She only had a superficial understanding of the actual knowledge about guns. Fortunately, Hela's own structure was not particularly complicated - of course, this matter was only relative to Ella, a resident of the other world.

The index finger of his right hand gently brushed across the magic seal.

"Has Lotte used physical mode recently? Using those magical consumables I initially prepared."

"Well, it's just the level of reloading, not the actual launch."

"That's probably a normal error. Oh, and if Lotte wants to use physical mode, she'll need to relearn it. Hela can't skip the pod-discharging process in physical mode like she can in magic mode."

After saying that, Ella lay prone on the ground, looking through the scope, holding up the Hila.

"Eh?"

Lotte made a sound that didn't quite make sense.

It's normal not to understand. After all, although the languages ​​of the two worlds are the same, the development of knowledge - or rather, the technology tree - is completely different.

Thinking this in her mind, Ella added.

"In physical mode, magic can only play a supporting role. This weakens Hela's magic-based shock absorption effect. Therefore, when creating Hela in physical mode, the rebound damper was set heavier, which will cause pod discharge problems."

Is this still too difficult to understand?

Nodding in agreement, Ella summarized it in a more conclusive way.

"So, in physical mode, after each shot, you need to refill the magic seal with mana to release the pod, and then reload the next bullet—er, no, it's a magic consumable. In fact, it's a double action. Ah, I got off track. Regarding the debugging, I still need to let Lotte try it herself."

“Hmm…”

Lotte still looked confused and gave a vague answer.

"Anyway, just give it a try and you'll know."

At Ella's call, Loti took a step forward, lying prone in the position vacated by Ella, and took over the control of Hela. Then, Ella handed Loti a dark golden shell.

"Miss Ella, what is this—?"

"It's a magical consumable item. There's nothing inside, so feel free to use it."

As if she was very confident in herself, Ella patted her flat chest, making a slightly sticky sound.

"Then... I'll begin."

Just as Ella had said, Luty switched Hela to physical mode, then loaded the dark-gold fake shell into the magazine. Amidst the blue light emitted by Hela, she injected magic power into the magic imprint. Then, while the unknown light metal made a sound of friction, the fake shell flew out with a bang, biting the equally unknown metal wheel.

"I only knew it existed before, but I've never actually used it. It's definitely a little different."

Admiring this ingenious device, Lotte peered into the chamber through the open entrance. After confirming the light coming through the piston hole, she picked up the dummy shell that had fallen out, pulled out the magazine and reloaded it. She then took aim, aiming the dummy shell into the magic chamber, and gently pulled the trigger.

Although Hela was half the height of Lotte, she only made a slight sound of a firing pin, followed by a spring resonance sound that was more intense than expected.

Standing next to Lotte, Ella said to Lotte.

"How's it going? Even though it's in physical mode, it should be debuggable, right?"

"Um... Miss Ella, please lower the scope's mount a bit."

Discovering the problem, Lotte stood up, picked up Hela and handed it to Ella.

"Well, in that case, I just need to adjust the rails."

Taking Hela, Ella skillfully began to dismantle it. Then, as if she thought of something, Ella blinked her purple eyes and looked at Luty.

"Speaking of which, why did Lotte want to participate in this competition?"

"It's for a friend's birthday present?"

The answer, which came with almost no hesitation, drew everyone's attention to Lotte.

"Friend...? Someone I know?"

For some reason, Ella suddenly felt nervous. Normally, the person Lotte would give the gift to would be her, but her birthday was still a long time away, so Ella naturally thought it would be someone else. But Lotte had always been by her side, whether in the Holy Academy or in the Demon Clan. If there was a close friend, she would definitely know.

Lotte entangled her fingers with the ponytail that stretched out in front of her, dodged her gaze for a moment, then blinked at Camisia and answered Ella.

"Hehehe, this... let me keep it a secret~"

So, feeling a little depressed, Ella shook her head, imitating the old man's tone.

"Lotte has grown up and no longer cares about me, her master."

"Princess, you are probably younger than the head maid."

"Ah! Camisia, you don't have to tell me that!"

In this way, Luti passed the first round of assessment with the scores of 1 intermediate mithril, 1 lower mithril, and several white iron levels.

Chapter 50: Night Defense

*At 8:22.33 on the evening of August 8, 6186, the Demon King's capital, Mistetin

The slightly dim moonlight shines on the earth, and everything seems to have fallen into peace with the arrival of night. Mistin, the capital of the Western Demon Territory, is not like the fortress city of Kepa, where the temperature difference between day and night is huge. As a coastal city, Mistin's climate is relatively more suitable for living things.

Camisia leaned the greatsword, the Sword of Disorder, against the wall. She leaned against it, gazing up at the not-so-full moon and feeling the slightly cool summer breeze. She was guarding the noblest being of the entire demon race, Eleraya Nott Mistotin. While many of this princess's thoughts were difficult for her to understand, none of that mattered. The important thing was that she was still standing here.

"That being said, why do you have to live in a small house like this to feel at ease... Isn't the Demon King's room in the royal castle nice?"

If you look down from above Mistin, you can see that the entire Mistin is divided into two circles - the general residential area in the outer circle and the royal city surrounded by the inner city wall. The place where Camisia is currently guarding is a small house close to the royal city wall.

The original arrangement was for Ella to sleep in the royal city, in a room that only the Demon King could live in. However, Ella only stayed on the bed for a few minutes before she screamed to leave. The room was so spacious that it could almost be said to be a hall, making Ella feel uncomfortable. After some selection, Ella chose this empty room that was originally for ordinary demons to live in.

Now, through a small window, she could see that the light in the small room was still on, and Camisia sighed.

"So, why are the demons like this?"

This seemingly peaceful night was actually a restless time for Camisia. This was the reason why she stayed outside instead of guarding the room.

——Now it’s time for Ella to take a bath.

It’s not that the demons are so perverted as to peek, because to the demons, that kind of behavior is blasphemy rather than reverence. Although the impulse of bloodline will make people unable to help but do such behavior, it is absolutely not allowed, so every demon can restrain himself.

Thinking of this, Camisia sighed again.

What kind of existence are the demons? Even I, who am alive—leaving that aside for now—can't comprehend the true nature of the demon race. As I just said, if the demons can resist the toxin-like charm of the demon king's bloodline through their willpower, then why haven't new demons emerged to replace the demon king in all these years without his rule?

For an individual, faith may be something that remains unchangeable throughout one's life, but for a family that has been passed down from generation to generation, faith is less reliable. For example, if a father believes in the oneness of God, his son may not choose to follow his father's path, and may even become someone who strays from the belief in the oneness of God due to the influence of his upbringing.

This principle should also apply to the demons.

Thinking about it this way, it is really strange that after so many years, the demons can still be controlled by the princess like they did when the Demon King was still around.

"Well, this is the only way to show our loyalty, right? If it were a human, they would have changed the flag countless times, right? ——But then again, I noticed you earlier, so you can come out now, right?"

His eyes glanced at the grass beside him seemingly unintentionally, as if he was facing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

However, no figure jumped out of the bushes in the dark corner as expected. Seeing this, Camisia stood up straight, picked up the Sword of Disorder and turned it into a bow and arrow.

"If you don't come out soon, I'm going to take action, okay?"

Still no movement.

"I really can't help you."

Transforming the Sword of Disorder into an ice-blue longbow and aiming the crosshairs at the bushes, Camisia gently pulled the bowstring condensed by magic power, and several green arrows flew out. Then, like a typhoon passing through, the grass was lifted up, and a figure nailed to the ground by arrows appeared in the bushes. Of course, the arrows only hit the outline of the demon and his clothes.

"That's why I'm standing guard outside the princess's room, you guys."

Camisia waved her hands as if she didn't care at all, and the breeze caused by the movement made the ends of her hair behind her flutter.

"Ka, Camisia-sama, I didn't mean to peek at the princess..."

"Alright, alright. I know you weren't trying to peek at the princess. If that were the case, those arrows wouldn't have hit your clothes."

Camisia walked up to the demon who looked very nervous and swung the Sword of Disorder to cut off the arrows.

"So, you, like those others before you, are here to wait for the princess—"

The words stopped abruptly here, and Camisia's expression became a little strange.

—Isn't calling it that blunt a bit too rude? How about calling it "holy water that retains the fragrance of the princess"? That's too long, isn't it? So how about just calling it holy water? Hmm... that could easily lead to misunderstandings.

Without giving Camisia too much time to think, the demon remained lying on his back to rescue her. The quiet moonlight shone on his face, revealing that he looked a little excited.

"I, I understand. Don't worry, Lady Camisia."

Camisia held the Sword of Disorder, which had returned to its greatsword form, in one hand, and placed the other hand on her lips as if thinking. There was no trace of joking in her expression.

"Well, is that so? I'm glad you understand. Although I know that this is something we demons cannot resist, this behavior damages our demon clan's image, so it is forbidden."

"Really? Really?"

The demon slowly got up from the ground, stood up and looked at Camisia with pleading eyes. If Camisia hadn't known that the demons would go crazy because of the unique bloodline of the Demon King, she would have regarded this demon as a pervert and slapped him away with her sword.

Feeling a bit of a headache, Camisia brushed back her red hair that had drifted to the side of her face.

"As the princess's bodyguard within the demon clan's territory, this is extremely difficult for me."

"B-but it's only a small bottle. No, even a drop would be fine."

The demon opened his mouth slightly, revealing the kind of look that only a person in despair would have.

Turning her head away, Camisia didn't want to look at the demon's expression, because she was afraid that she would do something that would be humiliating to Ella out of sympathy. As if she had made up her mind, Camisia put on a stern look and plunged the Sword of Disorder heavily into the ground. The soft soil sank downwards because it could not bear such weight.

"Not a single drop. Please leave, or I will use force."

Faced with Camisia's tough tone, the demon lowered his head and fell silent. Then, as if relieved, he let out a long breath.

"That last one...can I ask you something?"

"Hmm? Ask ahead, as long as it's within the scope of my answer."

"Has Camisia-sama hidden any treasures that the Demon King has touched?"

"Eh?"

The sudden question made Camisia stunned for a second. Then, the demon showed a triumphant look and smashed a ball on the ground. Thick mist spewed out of the ball.

“That’s it! Princess-sama—”

Just like falling into the same dilemma as Camisia before, this demon also stopped talking because he didn't know what to call her.

Hearing the footsteps running towards Ella's hut in the smoke, Camisia's whole body trembled, and even her voice became fierce with anger.

"I say... you guys have really made enough trouble!"

With a swing of the Sword of Disorder, the running demon was blown away into the distant sky by Camisia's attack that surpassed the heroic realm without even making a sound.

"Really? How many times has this happened?"

Waving her hand to disperse the smoke that blocked her vision, Camisia walked back to the door of the room, returned to her original posture of standing against the wall, and let out a long sigh.

"When the princess said the demons were beyond saving, I couldn't understand it. But now it seems like she wasn't joking..."

The night continues.

As for the matter of stealing Ella's bathing water, Ella was the only one in the entire demon clan who was unaware of it.

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* August 9, 6186, 8:9.01 AM, VIP seats in the Demon King's capital, Mistydin

The early morning sun shone into the open-air arena, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

"Camisia, what's going on?"

Looking at the dense crowd of adventurers standing in the arena, Ella sat on the sofa and asked Camisia who was standing next to her.