Demon Lord's Reincarnation

It was a brand new day and Valdel was about to do his daily routine until he remembered that the people in the academy were trying to get Zwei. It was at this moment Valdel started to think of what to say to make the other students leave him alone. Valdel could say that Zwei has a will of its own, and will choose its owner. If he did that the others might actually try to kill him.

It was also possible that upon knowing of Zwei's sentience, those students would get crazier, making matters even worse. Either way, telling the truth about Zwei wasn't an option. Still, Valdel wondered if showing the ring and telling the noblemen what the king told him to say would actually work. It was during these times that Valdel wishes that Ren was here to give him some advice.

'Wait what am I thinking. The moment things get rough I look for Ren for answers. It's like I'm a kid and Ren's my dad. That's not right I'm the older one yet I always act like I'm the younger one. It does seem that Zwei was right about me, I do rely on Ren far too much.'

Zwei who was listening to her master's thoughts didn't respond since she wasn't asked. There was a certain decorum of those weapons that have a contract needed to somehow follow.

...

Valdel started to think of every possible scenario. This was one of the things Ren tried to teach him back in the day. Yet he was so enamored by swordsmanship that he didn't really get to learn this trick too much. Unlike him, Lisa who was very good at understanding and thinking of all possible scenarios. She was even capable of quickly thinking of solutions to said problems. The only drawback she had was she was too weak. She just couldn't implement the plans she had in her brain, due to her weak body.

'At times like this, Lisa would've been a great help... Damn it! I did it again, I actually wanted to rely on someone else to do my job. What kind of hero always needs someone else's help!'

The heroes of old that Valdel admired were the type of heroes that did everything themselves. They faced insurmountable odds and won, all these feats were done supposedly by their lonesome. Though all these stories were simply stories that the villager elder told, it had quite an impact on him.

Valdel who racked his brain as much as he could, couldn't really think of anything. When thinking of what do next failed, Valdel simply stopped thinking about it.

'Well, I'll just deal with whatever comes, when it happens. I'm not really as smart as Lisa and Ren, but I can still solve my own problems, I'm sure of it.'

Valdel who quit thinking about things too deeply, smiled a confident smile, as he felt refresh. If Ren were here and saw how Valdel was struggling in thinking about what to do, he would've snickered in the inside.

Valdel was a hero, and those heroes no matter who they were, had one basic trait that all of them shared. They were all supernaturally lucky. As long as Valdel wasn't facing someone with overwhelming might like Ren when he was demon lord Kretos, Valdel would easily get the things he needs to win in any situation.

He would coincidentally gain a sudden power-up, or an ally that he didn't know of will appear, an item he needed will be handed to him. As long as there was a chance, Ren noticed that a hero would get what he needed in the most crucial time. The only reason that Ren always won back in his past life, was because there was nothing that could help the hero to actually beat him.

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While Valdel was in his room, getting ready for what's to come a group of people were nearing Grenton. These people were some of the top men of various noble families. They had all gathered in Grenton to acquire Valdel's magic weapon. The only family that had another agenda aside from the magic weapon were the Saulon's, the family of Alastair.

They came here not only to acquire the magic weapon that could absorb mana based attacks, but they also came here to punish Alastair for making their family look bad. They also came to see what kind of person was audacious enough to actually fight one of their own. The man in charge of the people who came today was Alastair's older brother, Sepchel Saulon.

He was a twenty-two-year-old man, who had a great physique making him look bigger than normal. He was the eldest of the Saulon children that were of the main family. Unlike his little brother Alastair who was obsessed with the sword, Sepchel was a more of an all-around type genius. He was good with a sword, magic, bow and arrow, strategy, and other such things that could help him in war.

Sepchel was the youngest knight commander of the kingdom. He had a total of two hundred knights under him, and six hundred soldiers. He is also a part of a group of nobles that sided with the first prince, in favor of his idea of war against all the neighboring countries.

Due to the matter at hand being out of the norm, the Saulon family sent in the best of their younger generation. This was also to train him, and see how he will deal with such a situation. In this mission, the Sepchel brought fifty-nine of his well-trained knights.

Sepchel looked at one of men that was beside him and gave out a order.

"Bring six men with you, and find out everything you can about the person called Ren. Once you're done head straight to the academy."

"Yes, my liege." The man in knight armor saluted at Sepchel. He took six others and led them into the deeper parts of the town. Sepchel looked at the remaining fifty-two men that he brought. He was unsure as to what might happen but he needed to prepare, just in case something unexpected would occur.

'I don't like the feeling I'm getting from the town. Most of the lower nobles have come to take the magic sword away from the boy named Valdel, so that they could elevate their positions. I am sure they would cause trouble, but I feel that there is something more threatening that would take place. Tsk, how troublesome, damn it, this is all because of that stupid little brother acting without thinking things through.'

Sepchel who was thinking about something spoke to his lieutenant.

"Take forty of our men, and separate into two groups, I want you to station yourselves on the northern and southern exits. If you see any suspicious people leaving town, I want you to apprehend them and bring them to me."

"As you wish my liege." The lieutenant did a formal knight salute and took forty men with him.

As Sepchel looked at the leaving forty one men on horses, he sighed. 'Now then, let's go and meet that idiotic brother of mine.' Sepchel with his remaining nine men entered the town of Grenton.