The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

Toshizou Hijikata vs Jeanne d’Arc

Toshizou Hijikata, vice-captain of the Shinsengumi.

Jeanne d’Arc, Maiden of Orleans.

The two of them stood in the center of the colosseum.

When they appeared, the spectators erupted into cheers.

The two Heroes were very popular with the soldiers.

And now that passion had spread to the common folk as well.

“Woah! Go Toshizou! I put money on your victory!”

“He is so beautiful!”

Toshizou was especially liked by women.

“Saint Jeanne! Make me your slave!”

“You look radiant today as well!”

Jeanne was liked by a wide variety of people, but perhaps a little more by young men than others.

They seemed to have an equal amount of support.

The odds seemed to be quite similar as well.

Of course, not many had actually come to place bets, but they just wanted to enjoy the festive atmosphere.

I thought about this as I went to my seat. Loud cheering followed.

“It’s Demon King Ashtaroth!”

“Our king!”

“Thank you for opening the colosseum!”

Words of praise flew from the crowds.

However, I was not the one they were here to see.

And so I raised my hand for silence, and a hush fell over the crowd.

It was almost as if the crowd was used to this, but it turned out that Eve had made a speech prior to my arrival and instructed them.

Really, she always thought of everything.

I glanced over to her and she smiled.

She was happy that things were being carried out very smoothly.

And so I hoped that things would continue to go according to her plans.

And then I began the speech.

“Today, for the entertainment of you, my people, Toshizou Hijikata and Jeanne d’Arc shall resolve their grievances with a battle of swords.”

Toshizou then unsheathed his Izuminokami Kanesada sword.

Jeanne removed the holy blade, Nouvelle Joyeuse, from her back.

Toshizou’s sword shone like a work of art.

The holy blade shone with godly power.

They were very different, but both were blades of masters.

However, this was not a serious fight.

It would be folly to use real blades.

Only an idiot would risk one of his valuable generals being injured in such a fight.

And I gave my goblin orderly the swords that I had made.

The goblin asked me,

“Demon King? What is this?”

“These are bamboo swords. A practice sword made of flexible material.”

“It is very soft. They will not be injured if they use these. Did you invent these, Demon King?”

The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King