[You can sense that your life form has undergone a fundamental transformation due to repeatedly consuming demons and seizing their power.]
[Right now, calling you the ultimate life form wouldn't be a big problem.]
You have no idea what changes this kind of evolution would bring if it could be passed down.
"Whatever, I'm alive and well now, and I've already dealt with the Demon King."
The next goal is to return to the capital, complete the final checkpoint of the Hero's Quest, and tell the world that the Demon King is dead.
Finally, I can go back to my hometown and, as I wish, open a monster breeding farm.
In this way, you can enjoy a comfortable retirement without worrying about not being able to get the ingredients you want or not having enough to eat.
Having made up your mind, you begin your journey toward the human realm.
The nightmare of the demon race, the "Gluttonous Demon King" whose true face was never seen by any living demon, existing only in fragments of conversation, and whose information could only be obtained through investigation of the ruins, seems to be coming to an end.
The demons are safe, only temporarily.
On your way back, you used wind element magic to travel and set up an automatic flight function, so you didn't need to exert any effort to control it.
This gives you more free time, and you have the opportunity to complete your own hero record.
In your book, you wrote about the customs and culture of the four major races and the demon realm, as well as some insights into eating demons.
In the final part, you also mentioned the Demon King's Castle that you had renovated, recommending that future heroes give it a try.
(You also mentioned those two tunnels; perhaps they could reduce the difficulty of exploration?)
Oh, right, because of the fully automatic flight mode, you accidentally rear-ended a giant dragon on the road.
You're unharmed, but the dragon has a broken wing. Out of a sense of morality, you cast two healing spells on it and left the scene of the accident while the dragon questioned its very existence.
[In less than a week, you returned to the capital, falling from the sky onto the platform where the king sunbathes.]
"My goodness, hero, could you please let me know when you come back next time?"
Suddenly breaking through the capital's airspace protection magic and falling from the sky was truly terrifying..."
The king wiped his sweat with a handkerchief; his heart was beating very fast and wouldn't slow down anytime soon.
Some time ago, due to the chaos caused by monsters on the border, El killed the Soul King. The good news was sent back to the capital, and the king was finally relieved.
These past few days, he and the chief court mage have been studying the demon cuisine recipes left behind by El, and they've been enjoying their meals quite well.
Just now, after finishing a meal of beef brisket stew with potatoes from Minotaur, I wanted to sunbathe on the platform.
Sun umbrellas, deck chairs, drinks, and everything else were all set up when suddenly the alarm sounded in the capital. An unidentified object was approaching at high speed in the sky.
Relying solely on speed, it bypassed the surveillance magic circle's ability to detect the target's true form, passing through before the defensive counterattack magic circle could be activated.
The invincible airspace protection magic circle, just like the Maginot Line, offered no protection whatsoever.
The king even suspected that his court magicians were receiving salaries without working, and wondered why their magic arrays couldn't do anything.
Fortunately, when he finally saw that the intruder was El, he understood.
"That's not surprising, that's not surprising..."
Wiping the sweat from his forehead again, the king picked up the slime mint lemonade beside him, preparing to calm down.
"I've taken care of the Demon King."
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