Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

This is a dark room.

Even though it was daytime, the curtains were tightly closed, completely blocking outside light. The room was devoid of any decoration except for a huge central mirror. The height of the mirror almost touches the ceiling and its width exceeds the reach of an adult's hands.

The mirror emits a faint purple glow. In front of this mirror that emitted a suspicious light, Rudolf knelt on one knee, lowered his head and said nothing.

"..."

"Yes. As you said, it seems to have been taken away by the Perceived One."

"..."

"Yes, that guy is more cunning and his identity is still unknown..."

"..."

"This is my fault, please forgive me."

An angry voice came from the mirror, and Rudolph bowed his head and apologized again and again.

"...."

"Yes, we are tracking his whereabouts."

"..."

"Okay, I understand. I will inform you as soon as there is news." Rudolph bowed again, and the mirror stopped glowing.

He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

"Is it really okay, Lord Rudolf?"

Rudolph turned back and looked at the owner of the voice behind him, an old man standing upright in front of the door.

"It doesn't matter. I believe 'he' is reliable."

"but--"

"I know. However, if we continue with the status quo and do nothing, nothing will change." Rudolf interrupted the old man and he fell silent.

Rudolf smiled at the old man.

"It's a gamble, but I think he has that value."

"...If it is Lord Rudolph's decision, then I, as an old man, am willing to follow it with all my strength." Following the old man's answer, Rudolph nodded sharply and looked in the direction of what was now just an ordinary mirror.

"Reno, I hope to see you again..." Rudolf murmured softly, as if praying.

The royal capital is located in the center of a vast plain. With a population of over 1000 million, it is a fairly large city-state. The ring-shaped royal capital is surrounded by huge walls, and in emergencies, a magical barrier covers the entire city.

The center is the Royal City. Surrounding the Royal City is a civilian residential area called the Central District, and this area is also surrounded by a ring of walls.

There were no other walls beyond this, but the area was divided into east and west areas, where commerce flourished, near the huge gate, where Renault stood.

He had come here on the wagon board of a carriage: "Excuse me, uncle. It's small, but this is the fee." He tried to hand the money to the coachman, but the man shook his head.

"Don't mind, it's just along the way. And you saved my brother's life, I can't charge you." The reason for the coachman's refusal was simple. During the journey, he was attacked by monsters, but Renault just managed to drive away all the monsters.

"No, because you helped me at the door. This is a little bit of my kindness. Please accept it."

When entering the royal capital, you usually need to go through a gate and either show an "identity certificate" or a simple certification document called a "handbook."

But Reno was not a citizen of this country and he had no such documents. The coachman who learned of this situation helped Renault by taking advantage of the businessman's rule that employees did not need to show "proof of identity" if the person in charge had a "handbook."

Renault was grateful for the help and the coachman reluctantly accepted the money.

"Goodbye brother, don't make trouble." the coachman said jokingly, and Renault smiled and responded: "I won't do that." Then he started walking.

After parting with the coachman, he continued along the road. Although the destination had been determined, since he didn't know the specific location, he asked people on the way many times and finally reached the destination successfully.

"It's so old." In front of Renault, there was a rather old wooden building with a new-looking signboard that read "Gehrman's Magical Tools Shop."

Amidst a creaking sound, Renault slowly opened the door. It was filled with various merchandise and the dust was thick.

"Welcome!" A strange boy who looked younger than Renault appeared energetically from the back of the store.

Renault raised his head slightly and asked, "Is Lao Ge here?"

The young man showed a surprised expression.

"Laoge?"

Perhaps because it was an unfamiliar name, the young man shook his head several times: "Ah, Lao Ge? Lao Ge? Lao Ge?"

Suddenly, the young man replied energetically: "Ah, right?"

"Who is Laoge! I'm going to beat you!" With a loud roar, an old man with shiny hair and a beard walked out of the store. The old man called the boy Ayo Xinan, knocked his head, and then looked at Renault.

"Long time no see, are you still making garbage as always, Mr. Ge?" Renault laughed loudly. The old man frowned and his expression became as if he had seen a dead person.

"It's Renault! Are you still alive! Bastard!" The old man approached Renault with an angry or happy expression and patted him on the back. He is the owner of this shop is German Newliff.

"I heard that your place was engulfed in fire. I thought you were dead!" Then the old man began to cry. He was really a changeable old man.

Renault replied with a wry smile: "I'm lucky." Then, ignoring Gehrman who was crying, he looked around the store.

"I heard that you opened a new store, but it seems that this store is very old."

"Oh? Oh, because I took over an old store. I didn't have money to renovate it, so I continued to use it as it was." Renault understood this. It turned out that only the signboard looked very beautiful.

"That, boss." While speaking in a low voice, Ayo Xinan poked Gehrman who was forgotten aside and looked at his face secretly, as if to ask him to introduce himself.

"Ah, we have met before. He helped me when I was still in the Republic. His name is Renault. Although it looks like this, he is well-known as a businessman over there."

Reno smiled at Gelman's introduction.

"But, I'm sorry to say, there's not much age difference between you and me, right?"

"Well, probably." Although it was a rude question, Renault answered it indifferently.

"By the way, how old are you?"

"Just turned 17 years old." Hearing this sentence, Ayo Xinan was surprised.

"You are one year younger than me! What! You started doing business at that age!?"

"Ah, um. For life." Renault said with a natural smile, while Ayo Xinan showed an expression of disbelief.