It was dawn that it came.
Sleeping in a bedroom in the palace of the sea, Eileen jumps up in the ground. The drowsiness was blowing away at the signs of a disgusting demon.
The small pieces sway into small pieces and crumble on the floor. Rachel jumped in from between refrains.
"A, Dear Irene! Are you all right?"
"Yep. Once we get outside, I can't believe it's a natural disaster on a day like this..."
The first shock was huge, but the shake subsided quickly.
Weave the shawl prepared by Rachel over her bedtime clothes and head outside.
(No way, I don't think the operation's gonna stop.)
There are people who want to help out as soon as possible. That's right, even now.
But if you choose that impulsively, you'll waste the feelings between the two of us left on that spot. That's why I endure myself and Baal.
Grab a fist until your nails eat into the debate about whether you really are the Demon King or not when you hurt him.
It's only two days. But I don't want to endure another day. Even Baal would be the same.
The stage is tidy. Eileen understood her mistake the moment she stepped outside thinking that she had to meet her roots so that it couldn't be called off.
It is not a natural disaster.
A morning burning sky like stained with blood.
The darkness twisting black there - is not a remnant of the night.
"A, Dear Eileen... that... move... right?"
The sky of the kingdom of Ashmeil is covered with twitching, like a cloud, or groaning as a temper. And as I retraced my prey, it suddenly opened my eyes.
Countless red eyes.
(- Demon Dragon!
A demon with countless red eyes who hides in the dark with a disgusting temper.
"The demon dragon should let you head to Master Claude, how come it's on the rear palace!?"
"Dear Eileen, something is coming!
Rachel's scream was accompanied by a slight red glow in the eyes of the demon dragon. Attacks come in the sky, trees, buildings, people in a straight line. But the membrane of light began.
It is the kingdom of the holy kings. Floated over the palace, the king of this country confronts him alone. The scream quickly turned into cheer.
"Dear Baal!
"Hey, that's not the same story you were listening to. That must be the dragon body."
It doesn't look as floating as it did around, and Baal, who noticed Eileen, comes down from the universe.
"Probably. But I haven't heard anything either. Something unexpected happens -!"
The roar rang. Now a tremendous amount of magic emanates from a hole in the clouds - probably a mouth.
Baal struck his tongue and shook his right arm off to the side. The magic formation of the multiplicity of unfolding holy powers begins and explodes the rays of the demonic dragon.
(... Surprised, you don't have the Holy King's name)
But hurting a demon dragon is hard to see as the wife of a demon king.
"Dear Baal, could you hold the attack on the dragon until we know what's going on?"
"Don't worry, all you have to do is defend yourself!
They say it out loud and unexpectedly look seriously at the Holy King.
"... is that why you made me your queen?"
"If you can attack, you don't need a godsword or a holy sword."
"What are you doing... for now, I will weaken you!
"Leave the defense alone!
Jen-royal and confidently said, but not now.
Intricately, to the point of only slight scratches so as not to kill them. A holy sword drawing Irene's intentions flies straight from the palm of her right hand to the demon dragon. And as it was, it pierces the body of a cloudy demon dragon - but its power was bounced back plainly.
"... I don't know, why!?"
"Hmm. I mean, that's not the Demon Dragon itself, is it? - Or by the time we've slipped through the rest of the line, isn't that just a demon anymore?"
Ha ha. Irene gives a face. The demon dragon was beginning to cover the skies of the Ashmeil kingdom. It means coming out of the inside of the kingdom of the Holy King, which does not even extend the power of the Demon King, and launching an attack -.
"Someone is manipulating humans and attacking them from there. If it's not a sword, you can't die. - Let's go."
"To where!?"
"Change of plans. Let Sarah repair a real divine sword"
"But then there will be a measure to discredit Master Sarah...!
In Isaac's measures, he had Claude take the demon dragon, and the Divine Sword planned to replace it all with fakes and fail to repair it.
The demon dragon is not resurrected either, and if the daughter of God fails to repair the divine sword, she can restrain Ares. If you find out more about the secret passage with Queen Hausel and the forgery of evidence to Roxanne, Ares will give up too.
It was also Baal's desire to avoid rivalry between the people in civil strife.
"I can't hold Master Ares back. Besides, you will be held accountable for the resurrection of the Demon Dragon!
"I don't mind. If the demon dragon is truly resurrected, the damage is not the ratio of civil unrest"
"... let Master Claude go now! Maybe we can figure that out."
"It's too late. If we find out that that person is the Demon King in this situation, then everyone thinks that the Empire of Hermeia has attacked this country, no matter how much excuse. Everything's gonna be ruined."
Baal walked out to the palace early on, giving instructions for evacuation to the surrounding area.
"Even if Ares' power increases in the future, it's not if he's concerned about it now. Divine swords, the daughters of God, the armies that Ares possesses, the princesses with holy power gathered in the rear palace. With all our strength, we must seal the dragon first. If you don't kill him, you won't have to complain."
But that's what you said.
"Without protecting the people, what is the king"
Eileen, who was chasing Baal on a small run, stops at the words.
When I said this was the time, I had a grin on my lips.
(Dear Mr. Roxanne, your judgment is not wrong)
This man is a king. Same as Claude.
"I'm gonna need your help, too. You're still the queen."
"I'm not kidding about your queen. I refuse."
"You're going to tell me you're not going to cooperate over this period."
"Please call me a neighbor. Or with friends, comrades."
Irene, with her spine stretched out properly, slowly gives a formal thank you.
"My name is Irene Jeanne Hermeia, Crown Princess of the Empire of Hermeia."
Baal was blinded by his sudden name. Look up at that mischievously, I swear.
"I will help you in the name of my husband, the Holy King of the Kingdom of Ashmeil, Dear Baal-Shah Ashmeil. - I'm actually next to the Demon King, aren't I?