Alkart, Empire and Imperial Capital of Hermeia. The Imperial Castle, symbol of its richness, is the pride of the people. White staircase, a corridor filled with sunlight made of glass. A blue spire seen from anywhere in the royal capital and a silver bell that informs time. A painting of the Imperial Castle - not behind the Imperial Castle, but behind a creepy forest, the meeting was held.
"It was nothing else that brought you together. 'Cause there's something I need your help with."
Claude, who became the substantial lord of the Imperial Castle but was also the demon king of the ancient castle, told him so by looking around at the faces gathered in the conference room of the round table.
Three men from the Count Narikin family from the right, the president of an intermediate-class newspaper, a junior class pharmacist, botanist, architect and artist - each with a different title, identity and even profession. But they are equal, to the executives of an organization created by his wife, the Oberon Chamber of Commerce.
Representatives are wives, so even though they are husbands, Claude is not in a position to use them. I also think that kind of line drawing should be decent.
I guess you know who you're up against. He looks suspicious.
"Cooperate with us, to the Demon King?
I only have a bad feeling, he added, Isaac, the third son of the Earl of Lombard family. He is a very head turning staff officer with one arm of his wife. Claude nodded.
"That's right. I want to ask Eileen to keep it a secret."
"Oh, okay. There's a lady out there. Now, do you want to surprise her or something?
Raising a bright voice to get rid of the subtle air is a man named Jasper, also president of Variety Newspapers. He is an elderly person who is good at gathering information. Corrected with respect for once.
"Eileen is no longer a lady. My wife."
"Wife, hey. Yeah, formally, right?"
It was Luc who laughed and groaned so thinly that he could hear. He is an excellent pharmacist from the impoverished neighborhood and fifth level of the Imperial Capital but graduated to college. He must be the main culprit who put the unwanted medicine in the first night.
"... to Eileen, if it's not to do harm, let's hear it"
To a lesser extent, I added, Luc and his childhood friend, young botanist quartz, who, like him, graduated from the fifth tier from college. The black eye bands are meaningful, but Claude's interest is not there.
"I'm fun, whatever! Is this the Ice Castle?
Donnie was the one who responded to me with a smile. He's the youngest of all, but he's a genius skinned boy for everything. It's comforting when he's on my side. I look at that face and shake my neck to the side.
"No, it's a more urgent case than Ice Castle. You said a formal couple earlier, right? On the matter."
"Ah, me pass. I don't want to hear it."
"I'd like to ask you to take action for me and Irene's true first night."
"It's a true first night! Oh, I decided not to stick around..."
Isaac held his head as he tried to escape first. Calmly Claude nods.
"Well, will you take it on with pleasure? It helps."
"Where did that happen in my current conversation?!?"
"That's surprising. I didn't know you wanted to waste your time. I've never been with anyone."
"... Isaac boy, I've already decided to help the Demon King."
"That's why it's easy to take on. 'Cause it's a hassle."
In the words of Jasper around the sigh, Isaac puts his arms together to show the set-up of a thorough antiwar. Next to it Luc smiled calmly.
"I can't believe the Demon King and the Rogue are asking us for help. That's a lot of pity."
"Yes, I am the Demon King. I mean, I just ripped off one or two human arms or legs for no reason, don't you think it's merciful enough to let them live?
I didn't hear back.
Satisfied with the pleasant silence, Claude deeply re-sits in his chair and reassembles his legs.
"Let's get down to business. Actually, I haven't been feeling well lately."
"You have a head condition, you know"
The moment Luc said that, the vase at the round table exploded from the inside, making a noise with me.
I sigh after seeing the fragments blur my backpack's cheeks.
"The magic is unstable. This is what happens when you get a little distracted."
"You definitely did that on purpose...?
"No way. By the way, sometimes we run out of room air, so I want you to be very careful what you say"
"No, so that was deliberate!?"
"If we were to touch Eileen at this rate, we would have a major earthquake from time to time. I'm worried about that."
Everyone saw this one at once. Isaac asks with a slightly suspicious face.
"... is that a serious concern? The magic is unstable."
"That's what you're saying."
"That's why I was avoiding Master Eileen, the Demon King."
Be the face that Donnie was good at. So Isaac and the others finally came to terms.
says Jasper while holding a fountain pen.
"Uh... I mean, seriously, the Demon King is not feeling well," he said. With the magical one?
"That's right. I want you to think about pursuing the cause and helping me to put an end to my malaise."
"You think you can make us drugs to restore our magic?
Nodding back at the rounded backpack. Then the quartz crushed with a difficult face.
"... magical stuff is out of specialty. You'd better ask the sorcerer."
"Of course, let the Levi clan, including Elephas, work together. Walt and Kyle can also be used for subjects."
"Don't sell your men... Elephas and the Levi clan have been treated worse than before. I don't know if you've lost your memory after another weird operation."
"Because I'm in trouble."
"Do you have any idea what caused the magic disorder or do you know anything about it?
To Luc's question, Claude shook his head.
"Nothing. It's the effect of losing your magic because of amnesia, that's all."
Isaac looked up to the ceiling after a long sigh.
"The next time you lose your magic due to amnesia, you're having a bad magic..."
"I'm sorry, it bothers me. But if you help me, I'm sure we'll work it out soon."
"No, that's why you still didn't say you'd cooperate, this way. Speak for yourself."
"If magic is a runoff, your body could become a demon. How sad Irene would be if I were no longer human."
It seems interesting to react to each of them with tingling, not funny. Claude demanded pale.
"It is desirable that it is resolved by the time Eileen returns. I don't know what I'll do if she finds out about this."
- I'll do everything I can to agree there.
"Then you can help me."
It is silence that has returned. You can force me, but then I don't know where I'll be betrayed.
It's sincerity that counts. I decided to put my elbows on the table and expose my honest mood.
"I can't help Eileen. This situation is nothing but life and death for me."
"We just want to look at each other, don't we?
"Luc... I'm not feeling well, care a little more..."
"Irene waits for me to finish my work late every night. Sometimes I was trying to tell myself. Whenever I choose to sleep, look soggy."
"Oh, come on, the curse of a young man is tight on Odysan -"
Jasper's ordeal was swallowed by a small sway. Donnie looks around just fine.
"... have you shaken now?
"I want you guys to understand. How hard I try to be rational right now."
Close your eyes. Claude thinks of his beloved new wife. When I was burst asleep in the first night, my grief broke through and I thought about how I'd bully you in the future, but Eileen was bullied enough to blow that thought away, too.
You won't like it. You work hard to invite your husband to the bedroom, and Claude looks worried about how he'll forgive you or touch himself. But right now, it's dangerous to be tied to her. I know. But emotions don't follow.
The world rocks out with the flames. I can't help spitting it out.
"What do you mean the husband can't get any hands on his wife...!?"
"Wow, wow, it's an earthquake! An earthquake!"
"This is the work of the Demon King!?"
"I'm not convinced. Is it my fault that you talk to me like that sometimes? I just love my wife. Not bad anywhere. Or do you think Irene's bad enough to tempt you? She'll just be cute......!
"Calm down, how annoying...!
"... shouldn't we call our squire?
"I can't do this anymore, I can't stand it... every night is hell... if this is the world..."
"Okay! All right, I'll help you cooperate! So don't destroy the world!!"
To Isaac's cry, chairs and tables that were rattling and shaking stopped him from moving. In a conference room where only the chandelier shakes unfortunately, Claude gracefully reassembles her legs and pokes her cheek wand.
"Well, now I'm relieved. The survival of the world depends on your work. [M] Good luck with that."