Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

To Rachel's words that Master Claude was coming, Eileen, who had just woken up in her room, looked up.

"Now!? Wait a minute, I'll get dressed and makeup and...... I'll get you some tea and sweets, wait in the guest room, and I'll be ready in a minute!

"But Dear Eileen, I still have a slight fever."

"I'm fine!

"And I thought I couldn't do it, so I already took you"

Claude slips his face out of the bedroom door that Rachel opens.

Irene, dressed in her bedtime clothes, turned bright red and exclaimed, wearing a futon from her head.

"So, please leave! It was a violation of manners!

"Then do you prefer to look asleep on the bed or wear it on my lap on a regular basis?

"Welcome, Master Claude. Excuse me for being so ugly, I'm not feeling well."

"Immediate interruption? Don't you like it so much on my lap?"

In a shiny tone, Claude reaches out to Eileen's forehead as she wakes up her upper body on the sleeping table.

The limp hands are comfortable on the hot forehead.

"... oh, the fever is retreating from yesterday. Good."

"Yeah... yesterday?

"Master Eileen came over for the holidays, so I let you through."

Rachel said as she prepared the tea.

I was seen sleeping. No, it's even more so now that I've passed out in Claude's arms, but what I really see when I'm asleep is another different shock.

"It was so adorable"

But when she smiles so sweetly, she fingers the sheets on her lap.

"Cute and cute, I couldn't help but notice"

"... be, it's nothing normal. Besides, you were free, you know..."

"No. I watched it for about an hour. If Keith hadn't yelled, I'd have seen more."

"An hour!? What are you doing, in this busy time...!

The Emperor is still on his way to the Empress and her sanatorium in the North for a week.

With no assorted handovers, Claude was supposed to represent the emperor in his duties. Irene is not feeling well and is in therapy, but I can imagine the turmoil and busyness in the field at a time when her father is not back.

The rebellion should be great against Claude's reign, which began abruptly with the sudden healing of the Emperor and Empress. In it, Claude comes to visit indispensably every day. I'm happy, but not if I'm happy.

Anyway, Claude was promised an emperor in about a year.

I don't know where we talked and how that happened, but politics is already moving as an implicit understanding.

And that also meant Eileen would be queen in a year.

"... I need to be able to help you soon... I'm worried about Master Keith"

I don't think you'll have to worry about it today.

"What can I get you today?"

"That's later. I don't even have to worry so much in the first place. Evidence of the injustice Cedric was letting Serena Gilbert gather is useful. There was no more backlash than I thought."

I squeezed my eyebrows to the limit on the topic of my ex-fiancé.

I understand Claude and Cedric are out-of-the-box half-brothers, but there's nothing I can do because physiological aversion comes first. And I can't help but be wary of Lilia.

She seems quiet now, but there's no coverage for her to stay with Cedric's fiancée like this. Reliably, Cedric sticks around and never takes his eyes off Lilia, but at any rate, the protagonist correction, the maiden of the Holy Sword, varies. I'm also scared to try and help Eileen out and corner her this time, where I have no idea what she's thinking.

(Even Serena doesn't know how far to believe... well, but with Augusto, she seems fine...)

Cedric behaves as a second prince, but with surveillance. Still, Augusto continued to persuade Serena not to give up the seat of her concubine, whether she was ignored or cursed, and in the meantime she was delighted to finally be told, "You can stop when you're born." All I don't realize is who I am, and Walt says, "The one who sleeps next to me when I wake up in the morning" likely has a future ahead of me.

The problem is piling up everywhere.

"Speaking of which, I heard that HR plans to refresh as well. We're talking about retiring once your father has settled down somewhat..."

"Dear Eileen, Dear Claude, It's tea.... Don't push yourself too hard."

That's right, smiling Rachel said politely no to Isaac inviting her to something like a date during this time. I kind of have a feeling about this one too.

(Speaking of which, Elephas, I wonder if he's alive... but I heard that the price of betrayal is the meeting of the almond-recommended "Demon King Ski Dance")

Are you planning on dancing at the impromptu ceremony or something? I deserve it, but I'm worried about my dignity as an Elephas person.

"Oh, speaking of which, about Elephas."

As I could see, Claude came up on the subject.

"You should be relieved. We'll have an individual interview, and your suspicions of infidelity and those around you are completely clear."

"You seriously suspected me, Master Claude, didn't you explain it! Individual interviews, when I'm busy doing that again...!

"Anyway, that's what I thought I had to do. Yeah, so I figured, right now, you can add my magic to the Holy Sword, right?

"Yes, sir"

Irene nods as the topic abruptly flies.

Eileen's holy sword is now capable of evolving magic into a cohesive form. Human beings can also be harmed, a sword that wields the Holy and Devil. There is nothing in that sword that cannot be judged.

Instead, it takes a lot of magic to keep its shape. I hesitated at Elephas and he fell down on the spot and said, "You can't smoke magic from anyone but Lord Claude, the person who was sucked will die".

"Then take this."

Claude, sitting gently beside her bedside, whispers her palm in front of her. When I thought the wind fluttered, there was a small silver ring glowing in its hand.

"Donnie made it for me. My magic is being cast."

"... eh. So, but, uh, this..."

I don't think that's all I meant.

Rachel left the room softly. After the door is closed, Claude takes my left hand.

"I had it double layered with my wedding ring to make it a complete design. Then the first would be fine with me now."

- It's an engagement ring.

Understanding catches up, breathtaking. Then so easily, the ring subsided on the left hand pharmacopoeia. My heart starts pounding out after that.

Slowly Claude mouths at his fingertips, smiling, like a replacement for the words he exchanges. Irene, whose chest was full, rubbed her left hand and blinked again and again.

"Oh, thank you, Master Claude... I'll take care of it, don't lose it."

"I'm fine. Don't worry about losing it."

"... well, what does that mean"

"I want you to marry me, Irene"

I think I heard something kind of disturbing, but if you say that in a sweet voice like you spilled plenty of honey, it boils in my head. Cover your bright red face with your hands and snort small.

Like teasing Irene like that, Claude rains a mouthful on her forehead, nose, eyelids, cheeks. He turned around embarrassed and pushed his chest back.

"K, Dear Claude, please don't, it's still prenup!

"Right, right. Two months to go, let's be patient."

"That's right. - Wait a minute. What did you just say? Two months?"

Claude, who looked back up close, squealed his fingers properly. I thought it was the usual magic, but apparently it's a signal. The door opens and the servants enter with Rachel at the forefront.

And I started packing Irene's room baggage handily.

"What, eh?

"We're having a wedding in two months"

"Huh?"

Confused, a discerning face glanced at this one. Zemes with his arms around Isaac, who is a distant eye, Donnie waving a smile at Belzevute, who looks uncomfortable. Quartz in a backpack on Keith, Walt, Kyle in an august, Jasper over a photo machine, Elephas with an almond over his head - the point is everyone.

Buckwheat and winged almonds scream.

"Getting ready, start!!"

"Duh, what do you mean, Master Claude! weddings, when Lord Claude reigns emperor."

"I told you right now to get married. So the ceremony's in two months. Rest assured, the Duke of Dorthrish's house was well received."

I almost got dizzy. Claude says to strike the chase.

"It's not good to be emperor without a queen."

I can see that.

As the next emperor, Claude will also interact with the royalty of neighboring countries. Being single at that time can easily cause trouble.

"If my wife of the Demon King were human, the people would be relieved."

I can see that, too.

"Most importantly, we need to make a heir soon."

"I know that too, but anything is too steep!

Normally, even a noble wedding takes six months to prepare.

The royal family doesn't have a year. That's just two months. It is not possible to subtract the so-called bridesmaid training in becoming a Crown Princess.

"And you're moving!?"

"If we don't have time, and we live together, I can always see you."

"I don't have time in the first place because two months is so lame! I'm not even convinced of the surroundings, are you, Master Keith?"

"Oh, my lord has been pushing through all kinds of projects if he's going to let me marry Master Irene, so this past week"

Such an idiot.

To Irene, who was stunned, Donnie offered him a design painting saying yes.

The many drawings are clean and beautiful wedding dresses.

"Dear Eileen, if you have any requests, please tell me. We have to hurry."

"I'll also take out the cosmetics. Two months is enough, Irene."

…… Get back in shape first, it's medicinal water. "

I received the medicine water from the quartz while I was stunned.

Belzevute looks around the room.

"Leave the heavy stuff to me. Throw it to the castle."

"No, you don't have to throw it. I'll move it."

It is Elephas who is moving his index finger and magically taking out the furniture on his own.

Augusto puts his neck up.

"If we do that, don't we?

"It's Master Claude who told me to follow you. I think it's to catch up with Eileen."

"Oh, my God. Ha-ha-ha."

"Walt, don't laugh, it's rude. And don't get me wrong, we're escorts."

Zemes, Walt and Kyle look better than I thought.

Oh, good. Oh, my God. What a reality escape, Jasper talks bright.

"Miss Irene. I'll cover it later. Tomorrow's side of the wedding bulletin! Oh, and two shots with the Demon King, please."

…… Isaac. "

For once, I called my name in the outline of my last favor.

Isaac, who kept his back on the wall instead of helping move, says ruthlessly.

"Give it up. It's the individual interview."

"What kind of interview was that?"

"Come on Irene, let's go, in our bedroom. You just need to rest there."

"Hey, wait a minute, I don't think I can do that there yet! I'm still ready."

"Yeah, well, I'll have to decide what day to stare at me alone."

I forgot.

Claude laughs sweetly at Eileen for attracting a loving laugh. The almond said, "Eileen, Ikenai wife!" A crying voice echoed in the emptiness of the royal capital.

Hermeia, Emperor. 666.

The wedding of Crown Prince Claude Jeanne Hermeia and Duke Irene Lauren Dorthrish was held under a cloudless sunny weather. It was an unprecedented ceremony, the wedding of the Demon King, but the festivities continued from early morning to late at night, and there was no noticeable confusion, making it possible that a receptacle had already been made for the reign of the next emperor Claude Jeanne Hermeia.

It is said that it was from this wedding that the surrounding countries rushed out to the fact that "the demon king will be emperor", which has become realistic. Nevertheless, at this stage, the Queen's kingdom, once said to have bestowed the Holy Sword on the maiden, has also not made a pronouncement, and there has been no great anomaly.

The wedding will be over unconnected, and the Crown Prince and his wife will all bless each other and continue on the road to becoming emperors and their wives.

If I were to give you a freak, a sudden storm would have been recorded in the middle of the night. But no damage has been done, and no details have been given.