I woke up screaming about the Demon King.
He jumped up surprised, but his body didn't move because he was injured. When I was whispering in an unspeakable voice, I told the blonde man to be quiet or something, and he was left in a strangely sturdy iron box.
The Demon King was worried but his body wouldn't move.
Standing still, I realized that it didn't hurt a single thing where I was supposed to be injured. Instead, something embedded in my body was pompous and warm, making it easier and easier just to sit still a little bit. This must be the magic of resurrection or something. So no matter how painful the scream of the Demon King hurt, I stood still.
In doing so, I eventually opened the lid of a heavy iron box.
He asked me if I could tell he was coming for help, and I saw his face.
It was a face I knew. The one who did terrible things to Eileen. But when I was little, it was the one who was crying after the Demon King's back.
Staring back, he disappeared somewhere. The window was unlocked.
Moving gently, the feathers moved. I couldn't stand it anymore when I found out that.
Fly wholeheartedly towards where the Devil King screams.
But when I saw that the building was surrounded by people with a lot of weapons, I thought for a second. Captain, it is strictly forbidden to carry out unannounced assaults. We need an operation. Besides, there were signs of demons in the building. A gentle peek inside through the rooftop skylight found a half-demon, who was often largely human, and a demon king.
The demon king slept on a stone coffin. The escorts are working hard around it. I saw Irene's maid, who thought she was quiet, swinging a frying pan and bathing in blood, and I thought I'd stop taking it as weak next time.
The Demon King doesn't even move tingly while asleep. Looks like the sleep princess from the picture book I read during this time.
Mumble. Aileen's not here. What a handsome wife not to be here at a time like this.
When I thought so, the sky glowed in the exact opposite direction.
What I saw was the power to burn and kill demons. I mean Eileen.
I flew through the sky again as I was relieved.
And my body is light. Excellent. It's like they cured the bad - but this isn't the magic of the Demon King.
So I finally remembered I was shot. But they sucked all the magic into that body, amplified it and returned it.
Good one. But why did you do that? This is why humans don't know.
But I don't hate it.
Along the way, the shockwave of the Holy Sword nearly blew me away. The rubble of a long corridor connecting the castle and the tower flew faintly across the side. This doesn't look good when you get close.
But I have to go.
Even the Demon King should care.
Because all the time, the Demon King asks where Irene is.
But would the Demon King really be okay with having such a scary woman as his wife?
I thought so slightly as I trembled and looked at the corridor where cancer was destroyed and only scaffolding.