The demons watching in the faraway wind rushed out to Claude, who had been brought to the carriage by the sleigh.

"Demon King! Demon King!"

"King, king, are you all right! Please don't die, King...... Huh!

"Don't cry. Don't make a scene. Ugly, you'll just be a carriage drunk. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Do you have any

"Uh, there is, yes, this"

One sober Zemes took a step forward like he had deposited his medicine from his backpack and then decided on something. Seeing how it goes, Irene realizes for the first time.

The demons make no noise and nobody tries to get close to Claude. He swallows solitary spit and distance himself as if he knew Claude's rejection.

Only Zemes slowly moves forward.

As Claude noticed the shadow, he raised his face - and looked away.

"O, u...... king...... assistant kel......!

Irene looks back at the monster that rose behind her back.

But by then, the demon had already rushed out, stomping the trolley to squeeze the last force. Is the consciousness still cloudy, incorrectly persist in sight, and fall. The shock rolled Lilia, who passed out in front of the demon.

This one is in trouble if the demon kills you just now. Lilia glanced at me and saw me trying to wave that big hand down, and I tongued Eileen was at the time she kicked the ground.

"No, don't kill me!

To Claude's orders, the demon stopped the movement.

A risen claude rushes over, hugs Lilia, and teases the demons. And without a single flinch, I commanded.

"Don't hurt people. Back off."

A demon lowered his swung hand aside, looking at Claude as bewildered, dropping the twinkle.

"... Deja, who da? Ilanai human...... Wang Nowanmi......"

"- What's this about?

For a moment, Claude's eyes swam so he could threaten.

As I followed that gaze, the demon turned around and looked to Eileen.

"O Mae Ka"

Eileen, who was confronted head-on with gaze and hostility, glances.

"Wang, Wazrawasel"

- Demons reflect the emotions of the Demon King as they are.

"Wang no, get out of the way. consumer porn"

So this is Claude's word as it is.

(Me?

Demons rush in. Eileen couldn't move with both eyes open. Even though there is as much action to be taken.

(Me, the woman you don't want?

Because I lost my memory. Because I don't love you anymore. Because it's one-sided.

I'll be breaking my engagement soon.

"Iri! What are you doing, fool, move!

There is a distorted grin on Eileen's lips at Zemes' scream.

Move, what will it be?

Even though he doesn't even call Irene's name.

"Walt, Kyle! Kill him!

"... no. Kill me."

Still, that's what I say. Even the demons that strike, I want to be merciful.

"Lord Claude will grieve."

'Cause it's the one you love, the one you care about. Even if they don't love you.

- A fool.

With a low voice, it was not until after that moment that the demon sank to the ground.

"I didn't know you misread the order to King Love."

"… Belzevute…"

Letting long hair soak up, Belzevute glances at the same beauty as the Demon King. I saw Eileen with those red eyes, and then immediately distracted her.

"I'm taking this guy. - The King."

Belzevute turned to Claude, kneeling.

"We will, as you wish. If we don't need it, disappear from sight."

Claude looks back with an indescribable face while holding Lilia. Belzevute stood up as he stood, turning his back.

The demons will now return to the task of transporting the unconscious demons to the woods.

(... Belzevute is amazing)

Even if they say they don't want it, they don't moan, they just exhaust it. That's love.

Eileen can't imitate that. Turn around, put your hands together, and raise your voice deliberately bright.

"... Lord Claude.... you only cared so much about me that I wanted the demon to finish you off!

"I don't care about you, etc..."

Come on, laugh.

As usual, even when Cedric pushed me to break my engagement, I could do it.

Not even realizing Claude was breathtaking, he discovers Lilia with Irene's eyes held in her arms.

One thought. I know. I'm out of line. Yet - my hands are up.

The pungent, dry sound echoes in the void.

Hands on slapped cheeks, Claude flashing. I don't know anything. That face is beautiful again, and I'm sexually angry.

"If you're that disturbed. Yeah, I'll disappear for you. I'm not even going to the ball!

- I have a point where when there's blood on my head, I get a pig rush.

But what I had said could not be pulled, and Eileen retreated, glittering at Claude, and gave back the quickness.