The Demon King Heather, who was wiped out by an ancient magic from the Great Knight, woke up and found that she was not dead.
It turns out that ancient magic is a sacrificial magic that reshapes the body.
Not only that, she seemed to be treated as an orphan of a hero and sent to the Temple of Light.
In order to return to her hometown, Heather volunteered to join the demon-killing team.
From then on, I began to rebel against myself every day.
Every day I hear from my teammates how ugly, vicious and scary I am, and how ugly, vicious and scary my men are too.
Every day, my old subordinates spare no effort to kill me and avenge me.
I have mixed feelings.
[Warning] Brainless cool writing, my happy product.
Not enough words to speculate.