"... what the hell is this...?

It was me looking in the direction of the devil's escape in bitterness, but I looked back at the voice I heard.

... The surgeon must have run out because he ran away. Lie on the floor, prince immobile.

From the flank where the sword remains stabbed, but little blood has been shed, either because it was originally a corpse.

The king was kneeling in front of the wreckage, lifting his transformed own son, and groaning.

Seeing it, the princely soldiers had a look on their faces like they couldn't keep up with the situation anymore and didn't know what it was about, and the rescue troops were also mocking for a few moments, but they soon got to work on their own, disarming the prince marching soldiers and putting them together in one place.

The soldiers realized it was useless to fight back when they saw their top fall, or they were left to exchange without any resistance.

"... your son was being manipulated by someone. That's what I mean."

I will move near the king and tell him so.

"... I've always been manipulated, and...?

Probably not.

Seeing me nod, the king groans, "Well..." and once again lowers his gaze to his own son.

"… even though I have noticed my son's change, I still haven't figured it out until today?... Huh, you're a real father."

"Your Majesty..."

Leaks a voice that makes you feel sinking, Nell.

I want to hang up something for you, but you're not coming out. She looked like that.

"... you were the hardest. I'm sorry, Lute. Sorry......"

With the prince's remains in his chest, just quietly in tears - we just kept quiet and staring at the back of one father.

Then things resolved smoothly.

Well, the prince himself, the head of the prince, is dead. There was no longer a god to blame on them, and the princely nobles who were in the city were captured in the middle of the confusion that the top was dead, and this disturbance, which was on the verge of civil unrest, closed the curtain.

However, many of the nobles who were part of the prince did not come out to the king's capital and were caged in the territory, and they said it would not be a complete solution... well, it seems certain that their necks will fly on a dozen basis in the future. Physically. Woe to you.

As far as the top of the country was concerned, the king who had been imprisoned was to stand again.

For a little while, he was sinking in momentum to kill himself already, but he reconsidered that it was the only way he could stand before his son's grave, such as leaving someone behind without taking responsibility like this, and he decided to continue the king until the turmoil in the country subsided.

I will think about what I will do afterwards.

As far as administration is concerned, many seats have been vacated because of numerous necks flying in this matter, so a small number of people have been sent out of the Church who have made a great effort to rescue the King and become involved in national politics, he said.

Well, if you try it on them, it would be the result of a wish or something. Now their peace of mind has been preserved, and the status of the Church has risen by one step in this country.

Totally... you're in the priesthood, and you're doing great.

Now the noise in this country has come to a halt... blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

I don't think this whole thing was in vain... but I thought killing the prince would solve everything already, and that's where the new demon enemies came from.

Honestly, I need you to give me a break. You boys are new enemy characters every time the chapter ends in a boy comic book! I want to say. And gradually, the ability is inflating. No more trouble.

The only salvation is that it is very unlikely that I will find out who I am because I left my mask on and the race in the status column remains human? It won't be the first thing I'm going to be hostile to soon, so I'll be able to keep the dungeon safe for a while.

Keep it on yourself. I didn't know it would really help. Mask.

- With regard to that demonic man, who seems to be at the heart of this uprising, for now, the race is the 'Devil if anything (Demon)' tribe.... I forgot my name because it was long. As it is, well, because it is a 'demon tribe', it is definitely a demon tribe.

And his skills included "Necromancer" and "Brainwashing," as well as a large number of other well-intentioned men who seemed to be suitable for doing all kinds of snitches.

To hear the story, he says that the demonic man, who was disguised as that ministerial-style, has been serving the prince for several years, and he has been witnessed acting together from time to time.

Perhaps little by little, he brainwashed the prince and went crazy on him, and used necromancy in the stuffing to tailor him to a complete puppet.

If so, it is likely that it was the will of the man, not the prince, who attacked us... but maybe you wanted the humans to get their hands on Leffi?

Thank you. From that demonic man, I can see the intention that was to crumble this country from within as far as policies in the untraceable King's Capital that would bisect the country and cause civil commotion or anger the citizens of the King's Capital.

As part of this, the humans let Lephi break into Lephi's territory, and Lephi, angry with his hands, destroys this country in retribution. Didn't you have such a calculation?

It was all about crushing this country from the inside out.

... Just kidding. Refi is not a machine for killing.

I will definitely remember this debt. I'll pay you back with plenty of interest, so be prepared, demons.

... However, with regard to that enemy, one question remains.

It's about the black bastards I ran into during the zombie noise in the neighborhood.

They were human beings, but this time the Demons. People who use the magic of the same pedigree in spite of it and leap back in the same way.

We have a little something in common.

Also, when it came to the last blackened guy, he said, "Why would the Demons get in the way!?" and absurd my voice against me, "I thought I had been hit with the question," Why would the Demons help to attack a human city? "... If I changed my view, I could also take it by the nuance," Why would the Demons (...) be on my side? "

That's all if they say it's a trick... but there, I'm sure I can feel something hooking me up.

Humans and Demons… there must not appear to be any connection.

Ha... why should I bother my head with such a conspiracy stain already?

Please don't. I like to confront conspiracies in games, but being tired of confronting such conspiracies in real life is superb here,.

I want to go home and devour peace in my beloved dungeon without thinking about anything.

- And when I was thinking about it, around my waist, something came to a pitch.

"Master Yusha!

Turning her face downstairs, there she is perfectly well, the princess pulling on me with a smile with Nico.

"Oh, you're feeling better, this girl. Good for you."

"Um, thanks to you. Thank you."

Now the king will consider that there will be some stories in this room, and he is the only one sitting on the couch opposite me. No guards, no escorts. Well, this kid just walked in.

I know that's all you trust me with...... wouldn't you be a little too careless, Mr. King? I hope it's not inconvenient as far as I'm concerned.

"Master Yusha! Why is Yusha wearing a mask?

"Ah... that's right, princess -"

"About me, call me Ilil!

"Oh, yeah.... Gohon, Ilil, listen carefully. Actually, I'm not a brave man, and I'm a bad demon king. That's why he's wearing a mask so he doesn't find out who he is. Look, look, these wings. Are you scared?"

There are only kings around, so I don't hesitate to make two pairs of wings appear and say so in a tone that scares me.

I don't know, they're gonna miss me. For some reason, my sixth sense whispers that we shouldn't get along any better. There's not supposed to be anything, but I feel cold.

"Wow! That's a cool wing! Really? Was Master Yusha a Master!

but unfortunately underdeveloped. Instead of being scared, for some reason, the princess starts sparkling her eyes.

Gone, failed.

"Then will Master Yusha grab me?

Suddenly, a princess who says that.

"What, why?

"'Cause you're going to grab Hime, aren't you? Be sure to grab me, too!!

"Oh... um, yeah, come on, if you feel like it, let me grab it for you"

"Yes!! Waiting!!

To the princess who replies well, I overflow a bitter laugh in the back of my mask and then turn to the king face to face.

"Hey, King, don't smile at me. Do something. Your daughter's gonna get caught by a bad demon king."

"Huff, that's tough. In doing so, I will cry and celebrate my daughter's departure."

Oi.