The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well

Chapter 86: Succession to the Throne

Swoosh

The Head Butler and his relatives, directly hit by demonic energy, were torn to shreds without even a scream.

Thud

Unable to react to the sudden attack, they met their end.

“The power bestowed by the Demon Lord is truly formidable.”

Elvis let out a small sigh of admiration as he looked down at their fallen bodies.

“With a little more practice, even knights will be no match for me.”

He smiled contentedly, gazing at his hand. Just then,

“Uuuh! Uuuuuh!!!”

Isabel was struggling to speak, her eyes bloodshot.

“You’re being noisy again.”

He wanted to kill Isabel right away, but…

“I’m in a good mood, so I’ll make an exception and hear what you have to say.”

Elvis, in his boundless generosity, removed the gag from Isabel’s mouth.

“You bastard! You promised you’d forgive my sins if I followed your orders!!”

Isabel shouted at Elvis, her words crude and disrespectful.

Elvis chuckled at her outburst.

“Of course. You carried out my orders perfectly, so I pardoned your sins as promised.”

“Then why are you killing me!!!”

Elvis knelt down, meeting Isabel’s gaze.

“I said I’d pardon your sins. I never said I wouldn’t kill you.”

“…What?”

“Exactly as you heard it.”

Isabel’s expression shifted between bewilderment and anger. Finally, she scowled and yelled,

“It’s the same thing, you son of a bitch!!!”

Elvis shook his head at her unreasonable claim.

“No, it’s completely different.”

Elvis stood up and placed his foot on her neck, continuing,

“Logically speaking, there’s no reason to keep you alive, is there?”

“…No reason to keep me alive?”

“The first time is always the hardest. It gets easier after that.”

In other words, once someone betrayed him, they were likely to do it again, so he was eliminating them preemptively.

“Crazy bastard…”

Isabel spat out a curse, her eyes filled with contempt.

“It’s unpleasant to hear that from you.”

“What are you talking about, you murderer!!”

“Have you forgotten that you brought this upon yourself?”

“…”

“It’s disgusting how you blame others for your own actions.”

Indeed.

T h i s was c o p i e d f ro m k i n g mt l. org
If Isabel hadn’t fed Elvis livestock feed and tortured him, this whole situation wouldn’t have happened.

“…”

Isabel knew this too, so she couldn’t refute his words.

“Judging by your defiance, it seems you haven’t reflected on your actions.”

Elvis concentrated demonic energy on his foot.

“Well, that’s why you dared to do such a thing to royalty. Now, I shall send you to your father.”

“W-Wait…!”

Crack

He crushed Isabel’s neck, ending her life.

“Phew, now that I’ve dealt with all the insects, shall we attend the banquet?”

The banquet must have started by now, and the food would be served soon.

‘I must see them die with my own eyes.’

Elvis checked his attire in the mirror.

‘I wonder what expressions they’ll make when they die.’

Leaving the warehouse, he headed towards the banquet hall.

As the sun set,

Murmur, murmur, murmur.

The banquet hall began to fill with royalty and nobles.

When all the invited guests had arrived,

“His Majesty, the King, enters. Show your respect.”

A knight announced the King’s arrival.

Creak

As the doors opened,

Bow

The royalty and nobles bowed deeply in respect.
T h i s w a s c op i ed fr om k i n g m t l. o r g

“Welcome, everyone, to the banquet.”

The Orc, now the King, stepped on the red carpet and waved leisurely at the bowing figures.

However, perhaps due to his declining stamina, he became short of breath after only a few steps.

“Huff, huff, huff.”

Supported by a knight, the King, with his corpulent body, finally managed to reach his throne.

“…Phew.”

The King wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

“I won’t keep you long. Enjoy the banquet and have a pleasant evening.”

With a brief welcoming speech, he declared the banquet open.

The royalty and nobles straightened up and began to fill their plates with the food laid out on the tables.

Gulp

“Now, shall I try some of this?”

The King, drooling, gestured to the knight beside him.

“I shall bring you the food, Your Majesty.”

Other knights brought a table laden with food.

“Ooh, the food looks particularly delicious today. I can tell you’ve put in extra effort.”

The King, filled with admiration, reached for the food, but at that moment,

“Your Majesty, allow me to check for poison before you partake.”

A knight extended his arm, stopping the King from eating.

“Hmph, there’s never been poison in my food before. It’s unnecessary.”

The King glanced at the knight with displeasure.

“However…”

“Didn’t I say it’s fine? Or are you making excuses because you want to taste the food yourself?”

“…No, Your Majesty.”

The knight sighed softly at the King’s illogical reasoning and stepped back.

“That’s more like it.”

The King smiled, satisfied, and picked up the most appetizing-looking steak, cutting a piece and putting it in his mouth. He began to chew, and then,

“Cough!”

The King clutched his throat, gasping for air.

“Your Majesty!!!”

The startled knights rushed towards him, but then,

“This is delicious!”

The King, his face filled with ecstasy, stuffed another piece of steak in his mouth and began chewing vigorously.

“””…”””

The knights, disgusted, retreated again.

The King continued his blissful meal, and then,

“Wow, His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, enters!”

A knight announced Elvis’s entrance, his voice laced with surprise.

“…The Crown Prince? Elvis is here?”

The King stopped eating and frowned.

“How did that good-for-nothing, locked up in the warehouse, manage to get out?”
Th i s w as copi ed f r o m k i n g m t l . o r g

It was puzzling that Elvis, who could barely walk properly, had come to the banquet hall.

Just as he was thinking of questioning Elvis about his presence,

Creak

Thud, thud, thud.

A tall man strode into the banquet hall.

“…Elvis?”

At first, he thought it might be a noble from another territory, but upon closer inspection, he recognized his first son, Elvis.

“…The Crown Prince?”

“Wasn’t the Crown Prince banished to a remote territory?”

“Huh? I thought he died from an illness.”

“Wasn’t it rumored he took his own life, and the royal palace was trying to keep it quiet?”

The nobles were bewildered by the Crown Prince’s appearance, but they couldn’t help but notice,

“But how did he change so much?”

“Doesn’t he look more dignified?”

“Why did his hair and eye color change?”

They were astonished by his completely transformed appearance.

T h i s wa s cop ie d fro m k i n g mtl . org
“Your Majesty, have you been well?”

Elvis, approaching the King with a sly smile, greeted him.

T his w as co p i e d f r o m k i n g m tl . o r g
“…How did you get here?”

Mindful of the nobles’ gazes, the King asked indirectly how Elvis had escaped from the warehouse.

“Haha, it just happened.”

He was annoyed by the vague answer, but he moved on to his next question.

“…And what is with this new look of yours?”

“This look, you ask? I was fortunate enough to achieve enlightenment and undergo a complete transformation.”

“A complete transformation…? What kind of enlightenment did you achieve?”

“You wouldn’t understand even if I explained it, Your Majesty.”

“…You!!!”

The King, enraged by Elvis’s condescending tone, yelled,

“Do you think it’s right to speak to me, your King, with such disrespect?!”

“…”

“Kneel and show me some respect this instant!!!”

Elvis, ignoring the King’s outburst, cleaned his ear with his finger and then turned to a nearby attendant, asking,

“How long has it been since His Majesty started eating?”

The attendant, looking uncomfortable, replied,

T h is w a s c o p i ed f r o m k i n gm t l. o r g
“About four minutes, Your Highness.”

Elvis nodded, a satisfied look on his face, and muttered to himself,

“I see. He should be dying soon.”

“You’ve gone mad after being locked up in the warehouse for years!!!”

The King, hearing the mutterings, exploded in rage and was about to order Elvis’s execution when,

“Cough, cough?”

“Gasp!”

“Ugh?!”

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud
T h is w a s c op i e d f r om k i n g m tl . org

The royalty and nobles in the banquet hall began to collapse to the floor, one after another.

“…What is this?”

The King, sensing something ominous, tried to ask Elvis what he had done, but,

“Gurk?”

Unbearable pain surged through his body, rendering him speechless.

“Cough, cough?”

Thud

He collapsed to the floor, trembling violently.

“””Your Majesty!!!”””

The knights gathered around the King, checking his condition.

“These are the symptoms of Hydra poison!”

The knights paled at the captain’s words.

Hydra poison was a deadly poison that could only be cured by a high priest.

Unfortunately, the Pacon Kingdom did not believe in religion and therefore had no priests.

In other words, there was no way to cure the poison.

“El-Elvis, you…?”

The King glared at Elvis, his cheeks trembling.

“Pfft, hahahahaha!”

Elvis burst into laughter, wiping the tears from his eyes.

T h i s w a s c o p i e d fr om k i n g m tl . o r g
“You look pathetic.”

“Why, why are you doing this…?”

“What a silly question. I’m doing this to succeed to the throne, of course.”

“…Succeed to the throne?”

“Isn’t it time for the Pacon Kingdom to usher in a new era?”

As Elvis walked towards the throne,

Shing

T hi s w as c o p ie d f r o m ki n g m t l . or g
“Stop right there or I’ll strike!”

The knight captain, protecting the King, drew his sword and threatened Elvis.

“That’s a rather sharp sword you have there.”

The sword was at his throat, but Elvis remained unfazed, his expression calm.

“Sir Arnold.”

Elvis turned to the knight captain, a mocking smile on his face.

“When my father passes away, I, the Crown Prince, will inherit the throne.”

“…I know that, Your Highness.”

“And it is the knights’ duty to protect the Crown Prince above all else when the King is in critical condition.”

“…”

“So, why don’t you put away your weapon? In a few seconds, I, no, I, will ascend to the throne.”

“But this is clear treason…”

“Follow your oath!”

Th i s wa s c op i e d f r o m k i n gm t l .o r g
Elvis roared, bringing up the oath.

“…I shall follow my oath, Your Highness.”

The knight captain, Arnold, sighed softly and sheathed his sword.

“That’s more like it.”

Elvis smirked and approached the fallen King.

“I shall gladly accept the throne, Father.”

He forcefully removed the King’s crown and,

“I’ve finally obtained it.”

Placed it upon his own head.

“Y-You…!!”

The King tried to protest, but,

“…Gurk.”

He breathed his last.

It was a disgraceful end for the King of the Pacon Kingdom.

“I’ve always dreamed of sitting on this throne.”

Elvis settled onto the throne, running his hand along the armrest, his eyes gleaming with greed.

“By the law of the kingdom, I shall inherit the throne and rule the Pacon Kingdom.”

At his declaration, the knight captain and the knights reluctantly knelt on one knee.

“Now that I have ascended to the throne, I shall give you your first task.”

“We await your command, Your Majesty.”

At the knight captain’s words, Elvis smiled, one corner of his lips lifting.

“Execute anyone who has defied me, regardless of whether they are royalty or nobility.”

Those who had defied him.

In other words, he was ordering them to kill everyone who had not sided with him when he was the Crown Prince.

‘A massacre as soon as he ascends to the throne…’

The knight captain wondered if the Pacon Kingdom would be alright under such rule, but

“Your command shall be carried out, Your Majesty.”

He was merely a puppet following orders, so he would obey the King’s command.