The Holy King Is Born

I persuaded my junior disciple (physically)!

“I’m sorry……”

Inside the half-destroyed castle of the Elf King.

Sutherland was kneeling in apology with tears streaming down his face.

Sutherland had been blown away without even ashes remaining by the Artificial Flame Spirit: Spirits Fire.

After that, I restored him to normal using a Revival Potion.

“Seyi-senpai is still insane… bringing a human back from charcoal isn’t something a human should be able to do…”

“Did you say something?”

“Eeeeek! N-no, nothing! I’m sorry, forgive meeeee!”

Sutherland rubbed his head against the ground in apology.

Honestly, good grief.

“If you misuse master’s techniques again, I won’t revive you next time.”

“Of course! I swear to God—no, to Seyi-senpai!”

“Alright. I’ll believe your words.”

“Haah! I am deeply grateful!”

What is this? Well, whatever.

If I hear bad rumors again next time, I really won’t forgive you.

…Maybe my punishment was soft. But he used to be a good kid.

Though he was always easily carried away.

At the end of the day, he’s a fellow disciple, so I couldn’t do something as extreme as killing him.

Well, next time I will though (dark smile).

“Seyi-sama!”

“Big sis!”

“Master!”

The slave girls arrived at the ruined castle bringing other elves with them.

“Sorry for worrying you everyone. I’m fine, not a single scratch.”

“That’s good!”

“We’re glad Master is safe!”

The slave girls hugged me tightly.

Even the mature Zenith clung to me. Oh my, how cute.

Behind us, the robot maid Cherge stood with a calm expression.

“You weren’t worried?”

“Not at all. Rather, I sympathized with the enemy. End of report.”

“That’s mean. If the enemy had been stronger than expected, I might have died.”

“Unless the Demon King or an Evil God revived, there is no way Seyi-sama holding potions could lose. End of report.”

Then Sutherland raised his face and asked.

“Seyi-senpai, you said you were caught in the monster parade, but couldn’t you have wiped them out? You’re unnecessarily strong.”

“Huh? Unnecessarily?”

“Eeeeek! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

Well, it was a fair question.

500 years ago, when facing the monster army that attacked the Royal Capital, I chose hiding instead of fighting.

“My strength depends on potions. If I had enough magic potions, I probably wouldn’t have lost. But back then, I didn’t have enough on hand.”

This time I resupplied at master’s workshop.

That’s why I could create the artificial spirit.

But 500 years ago, monsters attacked suddenly, and due to overwork I couldn’t return home and had run out of potion materials.

With those factors combined, instead of fighting I survived by entering suspended animation.

Well, I’ve resupplied now, so I don’t feel like I could lose to anyone.

“Saintess-sama.”

“You were Robin-san, right?”

“Yes. Saintess-sama… you punished the King of the Forest and saved us.”

“Yes. I think he won’t do bad things anymore, so forgive him.”

He was one of the elves imprisoned together with the slave girls.

Robin smoothly knelt before me. Huh?

“I thank you, savior Saintess. Thanks to you, this country has been saved.”

The other elves also knelt one after another.

They praised me saying “Thank you!” “Thank you Saintess!” “Wonderful Saintess who saved us!”

“Isn’t that a bit exaggerated…?”

“No. For many years we suffered under the rule of the King of the Forest. Many brave youths challenged him, failed to defeat him, and were imprisoned in frustration…”

I see, the elves including Robin had been captured because they defied the King.

“Saintess-sama, please hear the plea of us pitiful ones.”

“Ah well, fine. What is it?”

Probably something about the miasma.

Outside Lala’s village, the air and soil pollution still seemed severe.

I didn’t want to stay long, but since I was already involved, I might as well help purify it.

After all, it was my cute Zenith’s homeland.

“Saintess-sama. Please become the new king of the Elf Nation Anemosgive.”

“Sure sure okay—wait, huh? Whaaaaaaaat!?”

W-what did you just say?

New… king?

No way, spare me from being king!

I don’t want to accept something so troublesome!

“Did you hear, everyone! Here, a new Elf Queen has been born!”

“Woooooo! Your Majesty the Queen!”

Eeeeh…! Somehow it’s been approved!?

“No, um… when I said okay I meant purifying the miasma, not accepting the throne…”

“The Saintess has become queen, therefore! From today we shall call this person the Holy King!”

“Hoooooly King!”

Robin and the elves weren’t listening at all…!

The slave girls stood behind me with arms crossed, nodding.

“Big sis really is amazing!”

“Considering Master’s greatness, becoming queen makes sense!”

“…Indeed, with Seyi-sama, this country will be safe.”

Then Cherge approached and patted my shoulder.

“Don’t mind it. End of report.”

“Why did it turn out like this…!”

“Hint: your usual behavior. End of report.”

And so, somehow, I ended up becoming the Holy King.