I have turned into a newborn baby .
No, should I be called a ‘re-born’ baby?
It was so absurd that no words could be spoken, except for my swears .
“Au . ”
No, no matter how the unification of swear words are “Au” is just not going to cut it!
“Master . I think I should cut the umbilical cord and get moving . I’ll explain more about the situation soon . The situation is not looking so good… . ”
“Au . ”
“Ah… . Aren’t you too cute sir? ”
Saintess H looked at me with shining eyes . I don’t hate it, but it was a very troublesome gaze .
I decided to first get this chaotic situation cleared up .
Then after that, I needed strength .
Shortly before, I had managed to instinctively restrain my power . Nobody taught me, but I intuitively realized that using my power would have been dangerous .
Now I know why .
If you use this in the womb space, it would have definitely… .
Not only for me, but also the owner of the mother’s womb would have been at stake .
But now it was fine because I was detached .
I freed my black box .
▷ Race: Chaos Human
▷ Level: 1
Job: Demon King (Hero → Level ↓)
▷ Skill: Dark Energy Z, Divinity Z, Blessed Z, Immortality MAX, Survival MAX…
▷ Status: Holy Sword, Magic Sword
Two unexpected skills were aligned in front of the stats .
It’s also at MAX rank .
My skills seemed to have been raised while I was distracted .
The problem was not that .
“Au… ? ”
Demon King … ?
I thought about it .
Obviously, my job was a Demon King even if I was swept away . The black box seemed to have stored that memory without forgetting it .
Should I say this is good?
The answer was yes .
The Demon King is the best job if you do not encounter a Hero .
Soaaa
The pitch-black Dark Energy that gushed out of my little flesh turned into scissors .
The greatest advantage of the Demon King is that it is the ‘peak of every demon’ . Optimized for dealing with demons and Dark Energy .
Snip .
I cut the umbilical cord with scissors .
The beautiful lifeline that followed a mother was cut off .
Flutter!
I summoned the Devil’s wings to my back .
I could also generate wings of a righteous Hero, but if I did something wrong with the baby’s body that hasn’t been properly formed, I properly gave up on such notion .
“Au ~ ?!”
“Oh my goodness!”
Flying a little with the wings of the devil, I crashed into the soft bosom of Saintess H .
it was because as soon as I flew my shoulders stiffened .
A Demon King with muscular pain… .
Inevitably, I had to rely on Saintess H .
With a stable position in her soft chest and arms, I glanced down briefly .
There was a girl that I saw for the first time .
With body too immature to bear new life .
To make matters worse, she didn’t even look to have enough nutrients in her body . It was not a condition that could give birth to a child .
But I was born like this .
Even though I’m a premature baby .
“Au… . ”
“Sorry, Master . Her level was so low that when she gave birth to Master, I couldn’t help her recover or resurrect . If she had given birth stably she wouldn’t have had to die at least… ”
Saintess H said with a voice full of sadness .
I didn’t think much of it though .
Recovery and resurrections are not free .
It consumes level and experience .
Depending on the level of life and the state of the corpse, the deviation is large, but a human below the average level of 20 will have eternal rest upon death .
If it’s not urgent, when healing a wound with a blessing of healing or magic, taking herbs that will reduce your experience is necessary .
This is The Law of Equivalent exchange in the fantasy world .
Even a Saintess is not an exception .
However,
“Au . ”
I had to pay back somehow for my birth going safely .
Resurrection is definitely a saint’s inherent ability, but saving a person doesn’t have to always require resurrection, no?
Shuwaaaaa
I gently wrapped the drooping girl’s body with a Black Energy .
This is the power that only the Demon King can do .
▷ Race: Daemon
▷ Level: 4
Job: Slave (50% EXP)
▷ Skill: Dark Energy S, Survival E, Constitution F, Patience F
▷ Status: Postnatal, Regeneration
It is to appoint her race as a devil .
The girl died as a human being and was reborn as a pure devil with S-grade Dark Energy .
With the benefits of the innate devil’s constitution .
The strong body that human beings are trying so hard to acquire .
Sururk .
The swelling quickly subsided and the uterus, vagina and vulva contracted . The wounds at birth also quickly healed .
The girl’s expression became calm as her internal organs and fatigue, which had been set to death during childbirth, has remarkably recovered .
It definitely is a devilish resilience .
And she opened her eyes .
“Ah… . I’m alive… ? ”
The girl mumbled, and stroked her body while her legs were spread apart .
Saintess H talked to her with a bright smile .
“Congratulations on being born again . Are you okay?”
“Ms . Hippolia!”
“First, at least wear this skirt . ”
“Better than that… . the baby!”
… I moved over to Saintess H’s to the flat bosom of the girl . This was done because I felt it should be done .
But there was no such thing as an identity crisis for me .
To find the closest expression to this situation in a fantasy-like situation, the girl was like a breast-feeding nanny .
She was still milking .
“Suck*!”