"... you really are a mess"
"Your king's request was well answered, wasn't it?
To what Hood said, I praise my shoulders and say so.
"... well, that's right. I'd say you've attracted more attention than that. Enough to say I've done too much. Thanks to your flashy moves like that, the enemy intelligence agents moved in unison. The King will probably consider this a good opportunity."
"That would have been nice."
"Yeah, that's right. I'm sure, with pleasure, the King will give more instructions to those of us who are already understaffed and have a tremendous workload for each and every one. My work companions are all those who think they can die for the king, so they will probably be more pleased... No, I can die for the king, of course, but this is all work..."
"Uh... the... excuse me"
Hood, you're still pretty young. Maybe younger than me.
From that age, I didn't know you were struggling with overwork like this... what to say, this kid has come to look so pitiful.
... Later, I'll plug you in.
"... no, never mind. As an ally, you did your job to the fullest. I'm sorry I said a little stupidity."
"Oh, no, yeah, if anything happens, I'll talk to you about anything, so don't hesitate to tell me. Hey, Leila."
"That's right, Haloria, I, too, will always be there for you to talk to, okay?
"Wu...... thank you, Lady Leila"
Hood gives Leila a thrilled look on her words.
... Leila, 'Dear'?
... Well, yes, we seem to have gotten along more than anything.
After a bitter laugh over how they were getting along before they knew it, I stuck a fork in the gravy-filled dodeca steak in front of me, with a rash.
Next to me, I huff that little mouth, and En is cheeking hard on the steak. Lovely.
- This is an area of the arena audience that Hood and the others were securing.
The expression area, not seat, is because all the seats around here are empty for the great, the VIP seats.
Simply put, that's a seat for the nobles of the demonic world.
So the service is very good, and if you want anything, the resident maids will bring it or buy it, and this delicious steak that we are eating right now was made on the spot by the cooks waiting right behind us.
I'm afraid the tournament's management staff hired some fancy restaurant chefs to bring them here on purpose for this VIP table.
Well, the vicinity of the seats secured for the King of Demons is even more gorgeous than here, but he seemed to secure our seats in this VIP seat for the reason that it's not good for me to go there and find out if I have anything to do with a party of kings, or if I'm sorry to let him sit in the general seat.
"- That's awesome, the masked man earlier. Who the hell are you?
Rumor has it the King hired a mercenary recently.
"Mercenaries... So can I hire them if I pay them too?
"You won't be able to do it for a while. Rumor has it that the king is surrounded."
Sitting a little further away, I look at the demons of the two nobles in chills, and then I turn my face to Hood.
"... Looks like you're doing well."
"There is no pull around it. Because it is possible for a king who once moves out to completely crush his opponent before realizing that he has been set in a trap. From here, the movement will accelerate even further."
Well, most importantly.
"That's how you do all sorts of maneuvers, Mr. King, and you can come over here?
"There was a little bit of a reason for that. The kings will have to come here more than the devils' chiefs will come to this arena."
Oh... I see, for restraint purposes.
Where we're not, we're in trouble if they say something we don't have.
Thank you, as far as the dispute between the demonic and king factions in the demonic realm is concerned, there seems to be something about how much we can crush each other's 'faces'.
It must be very important to come out in a public place like this.
Speaking of which, like a propaganda match?
As this conflict intensifies - it becomes a more direct collision of force and force.
I guess that king wants to decide the battle before it does.
- And we were talking about that, just then.
"- Gentlemen, excuse me during your meal! The two of you that I introduced you to this morning have arrived! Ladies and gentlemen, please applaud!
Encouraged by the words of its host, the applause encompasses the venue.
Then, the monitor of the crystal sphere floating above the arena begins to show the footage, where the king of the demonic realm, Nico the Final's face, is shown as big.
Turning his gaze to Chirali, the King of the Demonic Realm, who was not supposed to have been there until earlier, appeared at some point in the gorgeous area of the corner of the arena reserved just for him.
The moment his figure appears, the yellow cheer of "kah" and the jealousy-mixed booming of the men rise.
Oh...... that's a well understood reaction to what kind of acclaim you're getting.
'Hey, guys. It's the final. Starting today, this festival of the demonic world. Let's all cheer up and go. I sent in only one kid to brag about this festival, too, so make sure you enjoy watching him work!
That's what I said, and I send my gaze over here, and a full grin at the finals.
Thanks for selling me in.
'Thank you, Master Final! The player the king is talking about is the mysterious masked player who ended the game with just the roar of an example. He hasn't even pulled out his weapon yet, so I'm also very curious to see how he's going to work in the future! - Thank you, Master Final, for a big round of applause everyone right now!!
In that word, once again a loud applause wraps the arena.
'Now go on, let the other one appear!! Ladies and gentlemen, please continue to pay attention to the crystal of the photocopy!!
With that word, the next thing the crystal sphere monitor showed - one, man.
Shortly pruned, red hair.
A big mouth like a snake in a sharp eye reminiscent of a raptor.
Its flesh, even from the top of the garment it is wearing, is well known to have muscle buoyancy, and its back-length, which will be two meters, adds up to a very gigantic impression.
"Uh-oh!!
The moment the man showed up, almost all of the men in the venue would raise, a roar that would also sound angry.
You were surprised by that amount of voice, and En, who was eating ham and meat next to me, made me jump bikle and body.
Oi, Temehe and the others, don't scare our kids. I'll kill you.
"- Gentlemen!!
Yes, the moment I say a word, I try to hear a man say, the venue sins, and I quiet back.
"I'm Godzim. Welcome cheer, I appreciate it. - In this festival of power, there is only one thing I ask of you. Enjoy the feast of these warriors!!
Gun, and the man who shook up his fist - responds to Gojim and applauds the bastards in the audience for just sounding louder and louder than they did in the finals.
- Is that the leader of the demons?
The status is... no, I can't see it at all.
I don't know what to say, I'm under the impression that he's got a magic shield in front of him.
Are you activating a very powerful magic instrument of the type that blocks magic, or do you have the skills to play analytical skills in front of you?
... Is he more like a demon king? I can feel something charismatic, and I don't know who I am.
Me and Final, we look honest, far from the way we associate ourselves with the word 'demon king'.
Shit, I feel like I've been significantly invaded by my identity.
... I remember you, you look more like a demon king than me.
I will prove to you that I am the true Demon King.
"- Long time no see, Final. He's still on the wrong side."
"Long time no see, Mr. Godzim. You still look like a retard, like a muscle to a brain miso."
To the words of Godzim, the leader of the mocking devil tribe, the king of the demon kingdom, Final, who so smiles back.
It would surprise anyone close to him to see the King of the Demonic Realm, always smiling, throw up such a hard word.
"Ha, I tell you. You're the only man who can say that to me now."
"Right. You don't have many friends. Everyone around me has a firm opinion of me."
"I don't realize that my men are licking me, poor man. Often people still follow children like you."
"I think it's definitely better than some idiot's men, who mistakenly believe that following promises is loyal."
"Hung...... how long will you have that strength too? Apparently, he hired some horsebone, without shame or outside hearsay, but I'm guessing the guy can win up to how many fights?
"Oh, it's so sweet of you to worry about him, you. But don't worry. He's stronger than your precious pawn."
"You fool my countrymen, kid!
- At that time, the audience's enthusiastic voice dismissed them, and the king of the demonic kingdom and the leader of the demonic tribe, the host, who had not heard the two interchangeable words, turned to them with a smile and hung their words.
"So can we shake hands for both of you, as per the meeting, and the audience?
The moment the MC looks back at them, the leader of the demonic tribe instantly pulls in a fiercely high look, and the two shakes hands as requested.
One, with a miserable grin.
On one side, a derisive smile.
"Okay, Final. Let's wish him a good fight. - I expect to see the unnecessarily distorted side of it."
"You too, Godzim. - At the end of this tournament, it's better not to think that you can stay the same as before."
The audience just didn't know anything about the way the two seemingly soothing people shook hands together -