The Demon King's Face Was Ordinary (1)

Arti's childhood was ordinary.

He was an ordinary country boy.

The countryside he remembered was ordinary, too.

The warm, bountiful south of Gallia.

A place where barley grew in abundance,

known as ‘Barley Village.’

Arti was born and raised there. And, like any other country kid, he muttered the same words.

“Ah, I’m bored.”

There was nothing for children to do in the countryside.

During the busy farming season, it didn’t matter much since all the children had to come out and help anyway. But once the harvest was over and the quiet season arrived, it brought one major problem...