Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Chapter 140: Monologue of Anna

One day I had a dream where this land became green, overgrown with various foods that could be taken without the need to scramble and everyone could eat full.

After my defeat of the humans I have returned to my own land which means nothing, many people say that it does not matter but honestly I have disappointed them.

In front of me a person who recognized himself as a twilight witch only furrowed his brows over his displeasure.

He was the one who proposed about seizing the human land and now he once again persuaded me to do it again.

"Failure is a delayed success what if we start killing weaker humans."

"No, I'm gonna find another way to turn this land around."

"Not fun. Well already..if that's your wish what you can make. then I'll find my own pleasure."

And that's how I cut my ties with witches.

I sat on the throne empty-footed, few people were still alive and some of the castle workers who took care of this place had taken their retirement early.

"Misela, is that you?"

"Your Majesty the queen, sorry to interrupt but I have something to say."

Misela is my right hand, she looks like a servant in general just has a horn and a heart tail behind her.

He was just like me he was a Succubus, who had shoulder-length black hair with misaligned eyes. His left eye is green while the other eye is red.

"What's that?"

He knelt down at me and began to explain, according to him there was a news that there was a person called the Alchemist God, the god kept moving around to sell various potions and it was eventually said that he had settled back into a village called Huruhara village.

Misela proposes, it is possible that he could save our land if we ask him to.

"Are you sure? He'll probably finish us off because we're from the demon race."

"But at least we can try it first, that's why let me go."

I thought about it in my mind, all this happened because of my defeat so I want to take responsibility for everything, if there is one hope then I will hope for that one.

And finally Misela and I went to the village of Huruhara, in front of me there was a building that served as a house as well as a drug store.

Misela beside me seemed to feel uneasy.

"Your Majesty the queen, I think I'm the better one going in, this might be dangerous."

"No, I'll do it. Please wait a minute."

I let out a long sigh while carrying the suitcase in my hand, this is the plan I have prepared, I will pretend to be the one running away from home, need a place to stay and a job so I'm sure I can trick him a little.

Even though I said that my identity was instantly discovered, I would not give up I offered my body instead but she refused it.

Impossible?

Is he an abnormal man?

After a moment of silence he finally allowed me to work here even offering something I could not imagine.

He will restore the land of the demon race if I work for six months here well, I said that to Misela and she was very happy before finally deciding to return to the land of the demon race.

After six months, Souma said back to me, he purposely visited my room while everyone was fast asleep and then unexpectedly knelt down on me.

"Souma?"

"Sorry Anna, it looks like I need more time to make the potion, is that okay."

Imagining Souma would say something like this surprised me, I knew that he had worked hard to do so, if I just forced my desire on him it was just a form of my selfishness.

"What's wrong Souma, I'll wait.please don't force yourself."

Maybe they will be disappointed but I can't do much, Souma is not a god who creates things easily like what others say, he's just an ordinary man who wants to live his life casually.

I even felt guilty for involving him in this, yet I was so happy to have met him.

I said softly to him.

"Souma wants to spend the night with me?"

"Related."

I slammed the door in front of his face spontaneously.

"Anna, are you angry?"

"Whisper, go there."

"Eh."

This guy is weird, how do you stimulate him? I can't even call myself Succubus anymore.

I subconsciously drowned my face in pillows and blankets in frustration.