"It talked! Millia! The goblin talked!"
"Impossible… How could that be? A new variant of goblin?"
The cute lady looks very happy and surprised at the same time as I saw her eyes spark like stars and grins wildly that I could see her gums and everything inside. The small demon-like character holds her chin and from her thought, she delves deeper into logic and calculations but in the end, it leaves only a giant question mark inside her head.
I grumpily stomped with my leg and restlessly move turbulently, trying to loosen myself to the grip of the white-haired girl. Swimming into the air is my body in a still static displacement in which I can't ever escape.
"PUT ME DOWN DEMONS!"
"I-I'm sorry! Please don't be mad. I will protect you… I promise, heal…"
Suddenly, my body was surrounded by a faint golden light indicating that someone is using some sort of magic into my body. The light sparkles, concentrated areas can be seen like glitters twinkling in equal proportions, and slowly I felt my arm and leg wound getting warmer and warmer.
My flesh grew out bones, rapidly creating the skeleton for my arm and leg after stopping the unnecessary outflow of blood. After the bones are the muscles, nerves, and vessels that instantaneously emerge to be a new part of my body, wriggling like worms and finally coating the white osseous cell by the red meat then soon, by green skin.
My limbs grew back!
I can't believe it. Even the hero of healing, Shiela can't do this. But this girl, she outmatched the skill of a hero that she could even create a new set of destroyed organs like it is nothing.
To check the durability of my newly created limbs, I stand up then hop for a few moments. The lady looked at me with a gentle smile giving some strange looks, probably thinking 'the fuck you doin.' Well, I don't know either.
I squeeze my arms then do some exercise, for example, is an arm circle. Rotating my left arm counterclockwise then finally stretch it as a final act.
It's all well, it seems. My arms look stronger than before, thanks to the power of healing.
"Thanks… And BYE!"
Like it is the most logical action to do, I tried to escape leaving a heartwarming farewell to the lady and her demon friend. I dashed out, gonna go and poof, disappear never to be seen again by these two beings but before I even barely managed to get away, Millia, that's what she was called by the Lady blocked me in my path.
"Wa-wait! Millia, stop him!"
"Understood"
SHE'S FAST! She appeared in front of me like some kind of jet plane. When she stopped, the momentum is enough to create a turbulent force of winds that blew my loincloth wildly, I even need to cover my eyes because of the blinding dust accompanied by it.
"Move any further, and you will be good as dead"
Folding her arms, Millia said it in a rough tone. Glaring to me as if screaming that any move I further make will be the end of me.
Saying that, I can't believe I am being threatened by a little kid! She's a head smaller than me so why the heck would I be scared? In fact, I find it adorable but still I am pissed at the way she treated me, to the way she pretend that she is higher than me. She is just a damn demon!
"Don't belittle me you tiny piece of shit!"
Her ears twitched, she reacted to something in my statement, or rather the most appropriate term to say is an insult. She continues to glare at me and I glare at her back, an eye to an eye as they say.
"What did you just say? Care to repeat it…"
She tightened her fist that a vessel swelled out of her skin. But I am not someone to be intimidated by such a shit, the truth is I am just finding it hilarious and funny. I smile at her face and look at her from above, trying to remind her of how small she is compared to me.
"I said… you are a tiny- gragh"
God damn… MY BODY! No! my head is falling down from my body! Wait… Why the heck I am still alive?? No… I am dying really… everything is… becoming hazy…
In one horizontal swoop of her hands, she breaks the bones in my nape completely separating my body from my head. The far-from-clean cut of my neck is still vivid in my mind, it is just like any water fountain only that it releases a pigment of thick red blood. Because what she used is anything like a blunt ax namely her hands, it doesn't quite fit me well nor does I even want to know how my neck gets whacked.
"Millia! What are you doing?! Why did you kill him?"
"S-sorry Lady Lilith, he called me tiny… it's unforgivable"
"Millia…"
The disgruntled sound of arguments can be heard as my mind slowly turn blank. Everything is fading, I am going to die, again.
"O-okay. We are good right? But try to disobey my Lady again, and I will kill until you choose to die forever. Are we clear?"
"Eh"
I AM ALIVE?! The hell is that? That healing ability is dangerous, don't use it! You are breaking my anticipation.
Before I know it, my torso is affixed once again with my skull. Am I supposed to be happy?
What's more, when I look at my right, along with the splattered blood in the soil is another one of my head! So that must mean… this current head of mine is a new cranium grown on top of my neck. That thought is appalling enough to give me nightmares for the next days to come.
"S-sorry, we hurt you… B-but… umm, err… Millia, help me"
Struggling to find her words is the lady, in an embarrassed blushing state. She was panicking, trying to tell me something while restlessly moving her hands and tapping the floor with the tip of her toes. Her face was getting drenched by sweat as she speaks, not even that but also she rarely look at me in the eye. When she does, it is almost too subtle or too quick before she repels her gaze.
"My lady, if you are trying to introduce yourself, you should tell the listener your name first. Allow me to show you.
GOBLIN! I know you are brainless and a spineless coward but hear me. My name is Millia Gabi, Lady Lilith's guardian, and protector. Hurt my lady and I will destroy your soul tenfold."
The vigor in Millia's word cannot be found in context but the loudness of her voice, it was sharp and high like a cat's making her sound funny when she mold her words with insults and arrogance.
Pointing at me, she introduced herself declaring herself as a guardian. So it must mean she must be a maid or some sort from a rich demon family but looking at her over again, there is no way it could be. She might be strong but it doesn't change the fact she is just a kid, but maybe the difference in culture is hindering my judgment, assuming that the system of living in the demon realm is the same as that of humans… maybe it is natural for maids to work as early as three years old.
"I get it, go-go-goblin! M-my name is Lilith Hibi-bitilia Ammonus Bofurson Sa-Sabriana…"
Stuttering out of nervousness is a common phenomenon but hearing her speak made me realize that her anxiety is just too much!
She was shaking, swelling tears from the corner of her eyes and from time to time, biting her lips as she speaks. Her fist was curled in her dress, twisting and pulling it, finding comfort from the motions of her silk.
When she was done, she looked at Millia with a proud look engraved on her face.
"How's that?!"
"Not impressive my lady. Now tell him your position in the demon realm and make him know his place"
So this must be the rich, high-ranking noble demon lady then. It's already obvious in her appearance but just to be sure, I am still willing to know. If she was kind enough to heal me with generosity, I bet she has a weak heart easy to be manipulated.
"Okay. I am… t-the demon l-lord of the southern border. Please be gentle with me…"
"THE LAST PART IS NOT NEEDED! What are we going to do to you going to do… do you want other demon lords to make fun of you?"
Demon Lord… what? No, this is really impossible, I should escape but if I do the chibi demon will kill me. If they found out I am a hero, I will face a much cruel fate than death. That is, being tortured in an underground, low ventilated facility without food and water, waiting to die due to starvation before getting eaten by rats and centipedes. EW!
"Sorry…"
"DON'T APOLOGIZE!!! You are a fucking demon lord remember?!"
Millia screams to the top of her lungs that it choked her until she ended up coughing painfully. She slumps down on the floor trying to scratch her throat by increasing the integrity of her croak. I feel you little demon, if I could just put my hands directly inside my neck I may have done so a long time ago.
"Umm,... I AM SO SO- I mean... GO FUCK YOUR SELF YOU TINY ELF!!"
Noticing her state, the Demon Lord immediately tries to apologize only to change it halfway as she slaps both sides of her cheeks with her palm and builds up determination in her moist teary eyes. Her expression changes into some sort of a thug while raising her middle finger to Millia.
"Eh?"
With that, Millia remains speechless. Her stagnant state brought silence into everything, a sudden change that increase the pressure into the atmosphere filled with awkwardness, as soon as I knew it, I could hear a sob from someone's mouth.
When I look, I could see Millia covering her eyes with her arm and the Demon Lord trying to consolidate her nervously by embracing her tight.
"No… Millia, please don't cry… I am sorry. I won't do it again. Oh, right, you want to be a grown-up lady right? I have an idea, goblin, please marry Lady Millia"
"NO!"