Chapter 232
Chapter 232. True Function
Hey there, it’s Zilbagias, here to blow the Demon Lord family’s mind with my dazzling Bon-Dé style.
You know… when I mentioned the High Elf skin, Rubyphia and Spinethia were a bit taken aback, and it was refreshing to realize that even demons have such sensibilities!
On the flip side, it made me confront my own actions, and it was a little awkward… I’m sorry… for being a pervert who turned former comrades into pets and wearing their skin…
“Don’t snap back to sanity, keep your eyes forward.”
Heh… Antendeixis’s encouragement stings my eyes…
That aside, I’ve always thought that the demon men who love to hunt have a different vibe from the women? The women don’t seem as picky about the materials.
It’s not about the High Elf skin? Fair enough.
Kusemon has whipped up something incredible again.
“I’ve dubbed it 【Evarogias】! I can confidently say it’s my masterpiece!!”
Since Kusemon made such a bold claim, it’s an incredibly high-performance piece.
The outrageousness of glowing—especially the ability to shine in seven colors—serves as a great distraction that hides the true performance of 【Evarogias】 in many ways.
Just as I requested, it boasts excellent heat and cold resistance, allowing me to dip my hand into a forge without more than a “Ouch” for damage. When combined with the protective spell on Faravgi’s scale armor, it should come in handy when fighting Aiogias or Rubyphia.
“And regarding the color-changing illumination, it has a slight resistance to magic attributes corresponding to the colors! It can’t emit black light, so there’s no resistance to darkness though.”
And that bonus is amazing. I can’t forget the smug face Kusemon had when she told me. I couldn’t believe my ears.
For some reason, resistance to wind and lightning, excluding darkness, also came with it. I’ve never heard of a magical item with resistance to almost all attributes. When I asked how that was possible—
“I just had a feeling it would work… and it did.”
Maybe the materials were good! She said.
Among the Demon Lord family and higher demons, it seems that High Elf skin is set to become a trend as a Bon-Dé accent… but it doesn’t really affect me. After all, I can only use darkness attribute magic. It doesn’t matter if Rubyphia or Aiogias gain minor resistance to fire or ice.
And in my case, the only lacking resistance to darkness is fully covered by Faravgi’s scale armor. Despite being crafted by different artisans, they perfectly complement each other’s shortcomings. It could be said that it’s an ideal setup for me…
Kusemon = Bon-Dé. I fully understand why other dwarf artisans gaze at her with longing when it comes to enchantments. She is truly a genius—on both good and bad sides, she’s in a realm beyond others’ comprehension.
“Kusemon, can’t you just call yourself a master now?”
“No, I’m really not good with metal! I just can’t seem to get into hammering away at things!”
In response to my praise, Kusemon posed as if she was giving up, without any hint of shyness.
Apparently, in the dwarf society, to be recognized as a master, they must present some kind of weapon—like a battle axe or defense armor—at a contest and gain acknowledgment from five or more dwarf kings or masters.
The idea that a master is associated with smithing work seems to run deep; Kusemon, who specializes in leatherwork, finds it quite tough. This connects to the way of life and identity of the dwarf race, so changing this concept won’t be easy.
However, even being a master is, at extreme, just a title to uphold. It doesn’t change the fact that Kusemon possesses outstanding talent, and everyone recognizes this, so the evaluation of “master-level” is the highest form of compliment.
“As long as I can create what I like, I’m satisfied! Wow, this time I really did great!! Hehehe…!!”
With a bright smile, Kusemon cuddled the remaining High Elf skin she received as payment. Yeah… that’s just how she is…
By the way, regarding my other request for undead resistance, it turned out wonderfully too.
The shiny feature of 【Evarogias】 is powered by absorbing my magic—meaning it’s doing something quite outrageous like “converting darkness attribute magic to light attribute.”
Well, there are records of evil wizards controlling dark magic through cursed items using the corpses of Dark Dragons, so theoretically, it’s the reverse… but it’s crazy that someone from the dark side can even handle light.
And when a high-ranking demon like me pours magic into it seriously, it begins to emit pure light that is harmful even to dark beings, albeit not very efficiently. Night elves would get their skin scorched, and low-level undead would quickly turn to ash. Kusemon advised, “Be careful though; if you use too much, you might get burned yourself.”
If I pour this light magic into a weapon, it will complete an undead-slaying enchantment. By combining this with Adamas and my holy attribute, we might aim for even greater effects, and even if I end up using holy magic in front of demons, I might be able to pass it off as this equipment’s fault.
Of course, if someone sees me, they’d probably need to be dealt with.
In any case, it will be a reassuring ally against undead foes. It should save me from dealing with low-level ones unless Enma gains resistance to light and bestows it upon them.
Also, since Kusemon calls it her “masterpiece,” it also has physical defensive functions. When 【Evarogias】 sustained heavy damage, the dragon scales attached at various points shatter instead.
In other words, these scales from the White Dragon turn into protective charms.
How was such a feat possible? Well, these scales…
Actually, most of them belong to Leila, not just Faravgi…
At her strong request, I personally peeled them off one by one…
It looked incredibly painful, but she seemed satisfied; a bit frightening…
This Bon-Dé style is also a collaboration item between father and daughter.
“That’s the worst, right…?”
I’m sorry…
Finally, regarding the design, I didn’t say a word. It turned out to resemble a skeleton because I thought it would suit me. She shouldn’t know I’m a necromancer, but maybe it naturally led to such a concept since I incorporated undead functions.
Conversely, the Demon Lord, knowing I’m learning necromancy, seemed particularly amused by this design.
“—Now then, Zilbagias. I have something to discuss, so please stay.”
After dinner, just when I was about to take my leave while sipping tea, the Demon Lord called out to me, and I froze.
The other demon princes had mixed expressions of interest and jealousy, you know—last time this led to me getting appointed as a deputy…
However, unlike last time, no one else was allowed to be present, so they cleared the room. The green one shot a glare at me as if to say, “What’s next?” But that was my line.
What’s next, Demon Lord…!?
“Zilbagias. The reason I had you stay is not for nothing…”
The Demon Lord leaned forward, speaking in a whisper. Despite trying to keep his voice down, he didn’t cast a soundproof barrier? Is it not that important? But still—
“Do you remember the notebook I gave you earlier?”
For a moment, I was puzzled, but when he added “the one made from High Elf skin,” I recalled.
—That was the one I received when I visited the Demon Lord’s office, which led me to learn about Liliana’s survival!
“Yes, what about it…?”
“I’m embarrassed to ask, but if you aren’t using it, could you return it…?”
……Huh?
“No, I had received High Elf skin from the Night Elves as well, but I haven’t had a specific use for it, so I just gave it all to my retainers…”
Scratching his cheek awkwardly, the Demon Lord.
Ah…
He’s the one who casually gave me the notebook…
So, I pioneered a new use for the High Elf skin that was out of stock…
But since he gave it to his retainers as a reward, he couldn’t just ask for it back…
If it’s just to use it as an accent for Bon-Dé style decorations, it’s more than enough to use the skin as a cover for the notebook…
“…Is that a no?”
“No, of course, it’s fine. I haven’t used it.”
“Really! That’s great, great!”
The Demon Lord’s anxious expression instantly transformed into a bright smile as he began to ruffle my hair.
“Wow, Zilbagias! You’re so reliable! My pride and joy!”
“Oh, please, it’s nothing grand. It was originally yours, so I’m happy to help.”
In response to the Demon Lord’s playful nature, I smiled back.
—If I can win the Demon Lord’s favor with such trivial things, it’s a good deal!
By the way, that was all the Demon Lord needed. I wondered why he felt the need to clear out the room for such a trivial matter, but he mentioned, “It’s the first time I’m asking for something I gave as a Demon Lord; it’s embarrassing and somewhat relates to my pride, so I wanted to keep it a secret.”
Still, there must have been a more subtle way to bring it up… I gently hinted at this, and he said, “Ah, you’re right. I was so caught up in the notebook that I’ll be more careful next time,” as he nonchalantly dismissed it.
Next time? Who says there’ll be a next time? Plus, how much do you want High Elf skin? Are you a rabid Bon-Dé style fan or something?
I had plenty to say, but at least it was better than being put on the spot like during the Autonomous District meeting…
I promised to send the notebook with one of my demon subordinates and took my leave.
Ah, what a waste of tension for nothing.
Well, now that the dinner gathering passed without incident…
I guess it’s about time to start my task of transporting Enma, who has taken over Claire’s body, to Evaroti…
