Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 203

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The individualistic dragons had gathered in one place, yet true to their nature, the discussion was careening toward collapse. Each clung to their own argument, unwilling to entertain another dragon’s perspective. Before this clash of unyielding, prideful geniuses, the Dragon King opened his mouth with solemn gravity.
“The crux lies with the Demon Race.”
At their leader’s words, the dragons ceased their wing-tearing struggle. The Dragon King proposed a hypothesis grounded in fact.
“From what I’ve learned, the Heart of Love and the Heart of Flame are of the Demon Race. If the King of Ten Thousand Demons possesses absolute command authority over demons, then Ice Heart alone can resurrect Dekarucha with a single order.”
“Ohhhhh!”
“Such a method!”
The decision came swiftly then. Cast their votes in favor, and once Evan becomes King of Ten Thousand Demons, they’d stage a collective protest demanding Dekarucha’s resurrection. Less than ten hours remained until the deadline.

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Aten Polat, known by the alias Sunbird, awoke from a deep sleep and saw the voting window materialize. His chest flooded with relief. For the first time in ages, his stomach didn’t ache. Now he could face his final moments with Sera as a human.
The man cast his vote in favor with a light heart.

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“Jackpot!”
Evan, back at the Academy after a long absence and attending a lecture on “The Principles of Skill Generation,” suddenly received an inspiration notification mid-class and erupted with excitement.
“Student Evan Laef. What’s the matter?”
“A totally sick middle-school-vibes electronic rock riff just came to me, Professor!”
“Get out.”
“Endless nightmares shall curse us all! Nightmare Chaser!”
“Demerit.”
“I’m leaving.”
Since it was the first day of class and the professor only covered the syllabus, Evan figured he could ask classmates later and confidently left the lecture hall. But with Evan gone, Kanna found no reason to stay and followed him out. Reina, seeing everyone else leave and bored, trailed after them as well.
Evan briefly thought he’d messed up, but decided to stay calm—he could ask another classmate later. He’d noticed the gem-cutter was in the same class.
Sipping coffee, the mages who had spent the break admiring the beautifully maintained sidewalks and tree-lined streets couldn’t find a suitable gathering place and eventually headed to Evan’s dormitory room.
Using the club room would have been ideal, but Evan’s current hostile relationship with Sera made that impossible. A simple rivalry would’ve been manageable, but given the blood feud with Evan Laef—buried in the earth—he couldn’t bring himself to suggest it.
“Man, we need to expand the room or something.”
“Do the construction without raising dust.”
“Create fire that doesn’t burn hot, why don’t you.”
“You can do that, can’t you?”
Hadn’t the lecture they’d just attended covered this in the syllabus? Skill generation requires tremendous effort, and it demands both human imagination and unwavering belief in one’s ability to achieve it.
So the more creatively someone uses skills beyond conventional understanding, the less likely they are to be sane—especially mages. The professor had even said as much, earning considerable glares in the lecture hall packed exclusively with mages as a mandatory Department of Magic elective.
It takes real courage to boldly declare someone insane in a room teeming with insane people. Evan respected the professor’s audacity. That bastard was so unhinged he probably didn’t fear death, so his skills were likely exceptional.
“You just roasted me, didn’t you.”
“I did.”
“Skill! Up!”
“We both have legends. Even if they cancel each other out, the shockwave alone will blow the dormitory building away.”
If the building collapsed, Reina Letem would be dragged to the homeless village right now. When Evan explained this, Reina, who had been about to invoke her skill, pretended she wasn’t going to use magic.
“Meow meow.”
“This lunatic trying to act cute.”
“If you thought I was cute, wouldn’t that make me cute?”
How irritating. I won’t engage with this. With that resolve, Kanna and Evan decided to change the subject.
“S-so, um, E-Evan, how did the v-voting turn out?”
“It said it’s still being tallied.”
“S-so they’re actually t-tallying it…”
Right, as if someone were manually unfolding each ballot one by one.
When Evan, having let everything go, laughed heartily, Kanna patted her friend encouragingly. At that moment, fireworks exploded above Evan’s head. It seemed invisible to her friends’ eyes.

Congratulations on your election. You are now the King of the Ten Thousand Demons. Please strive toward the goal of humanity’s extinction.

Evan Laef’s approval rating for King of the Ten Thousand Demons
In favor: 71%
Against: 18%
Invalid: 11%

“Why is the approval so high!”
I’d suspected I might become the King of the Ten Thousand Demons, but I never imagined I’d become one with support exceeding 70 percent. Evan shouted in outrage.
Reina, checking if the results had appeared to other demons as well, rolled around on the bed laughing, while Kanna joyfully suggested throwing a celebration party as if it were her own achievement.
What Evan was overlooking was who comprised the majority of the demon race. The Machine Race had only thirteen individuals with voting rights—those equipped with artificial intelligence, including the Machine King.
Even if the Machine King Makina had ordered all his subordinates to cast opposition votes, it wouldn’t have amounted to even one percent of the total, so it had no effect on the overall voting results.
Among the citizens of the Underworld, only the Panda Butler possessed intelligence, and from the omniscient perspective of Mother Goddess, Cha Cha was merely a prototype of humanity, not a member of the demon race, despite humans classifying the Underworld King as one of the Four Demon Kings.
The Dragon Tribe, which comprised the second-largest population among all demons, mostly cast their votes in favor, hoping for Dekarucha’s comeback.
What mattered in this election was ultimately numbers. Among all demons, demi-humans and intelligent magical beasts accounted for nearly ninety percent of the population. The demi-humans had been watching Evan’s actions all this time. Even when he was human, Evan had treated demi-humans and humans as equals and implemented policies for demi-humans in his territory.
Even as the Imperial Court branded him a traitor of humanity who colluded with demons, he never abandoned his support base of demi-humans. Even though he could abandon the name Evan Laef and live as Mitchell Neftis, he refused to give up the Ilram Territory.
He even changed his name, publicly revealing to the world that he had once been Evan Laef, and by joining hands with Cecilia, the Crown Princess of the human empire, he protected the demi-humans and Ilram.
As demi-humans, there was no reason not to vote for Evan as their representative. Rather, they hoped for it. They wanted him to become the King of the Ten Thousand Demons and wield even greater authority to create a world where demi-humans could thrive. This collective wish resulted in approval votes far exceeding the majority.
“Ahahaha! King of the Ten Thousand Demons! King of the Ten Thousand Demons! Haha! Hey, I brought this because of you!”
Reina confirmed through her status window that Evan Laef had become the King of the Ten Thousand Demons, and retrieved the crown and cape she had brought to show off her legend when the semester began. As she carefully draped the cape over his shoulders and placed the crown on his head, he took on quite the bearing of a king. The sight of it made Reina laugh so hard she thought she might die.
“Oh my, Your Majesty, how will you manage in such a humble place from now on.”
While Reina made fake sobbing sounds and pretended to wipe away tears with a handkerchief, Kanna’s eyes genuinely glistened with tears. It was the moment her best friend became a king. There was no way it couldn’t be moving.
“C-Congratulations, Evan! I-I voted in favor!”
“Why would you do such a thing!”
“Oh, I voted in favor too.”
“You lunatic!”
A position isn’t given merely to make the recipient feel good. The Serpent King must govern the demi-humans, and the Dragon King must govern the Dragon Tribe—such is their mission. The King of the Ten Thousand Demons would be no different. Clearly, I would have to bear an absurd burden and responsibility, so Evan opened his status window.
“?”
However, there was no mention of “King of Ten Thousand Demons” anywhere on my status window—not in titles, not in status effects, not even in skills. As Evan Laef pondered this oddity, a status window appeared as if summoned by tutorial notification.

Snap both fingers simultaneously.

Ah, so using both hands at once displays that combined status window I saw before? Without hesitation, Evan Laef snapped both fingers. Immediately, the merged status window materialized.

Evan Laef
Title: Demon Race, King of Ten Thousand Demons
Status: Blessing of Ursh, Limited Time (D-305)
L) Authority to Appoint Kings by Domain (Current Subordinate Kings: 0)

Compared to my other status windows, this one was remarkably sparse. The title “King of Ten Thousand Demons” was anything but simple, yet the contents were austere. I examined the detailed description with a mixture of curiosity and dread.

King of Ten Thousand Demons—Details: Sovereign of all Demon Race and supreme commander of the Demon Kings. Tasked with the mission of annihilating humanity and establishing a Demon Race dominion. Possesses command authority and disciplinary power over subordinate kings in pursuit of humanity’s extinction.

So the King of Ten Thousand Demons essentially has the right to order the Demon Kings around? With that thought, I calmly reviewed the Demon Kings’ recent activities. The Machine King ignored his duties and spent his time building and playing in Bunny Land. The Dragon King was absorbed in band fandom, and the Serpent King showed no will to fight humanity.
Clearly, restructuring was needed! Or perhaps a demanding supervisor cracking the whip! But I couldn’t fathom why I had to be the one doing this!
“First things first!”
Since becoming King of Ten Thousand Demons seemed to have rendered all the original Demon Kings unemployed, reappointing them was the urgent priority. I invoked the Appointment Authority skill and listed names without hesitation.
“I appoint Gerth as Serpent King! I appoint Makina as Machine King!”
Notifications were sent to all Demi-humans and the Machine Race, as well as to Gerth and Makina themselves. It was a sound appointment that satisfied everyone. There was no one else capable of leading the Demi-humans and Machine Race.
“I appoint Daily Common Professor as Dragon King.”

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