Just because you're married, don't be alarmed. That's the same for the Crown Prince and his wife.
Eileen analyzes that the first step in marriage, the failure of the first night, was due to alarm. After that, he was exposed to neighboring countries to become queen of the Holy King, exorcise the demon dragon, make covenants, and make diplomacy, wasting only his time and not being friends with the couple.
But that ends tonight, too.
Back from the Kingdom of Ashmeil, I cleaned up the bulk and chores for about a week. Eileen royally stood in the bedroom of the couple, where she began to take a breather until the Founding Festival began.
"Master Claude! Get ready!?"
Skin, makeup, bedding, ready. To Irene, who was in a good mood, Claude, her husband, nodded back deeply.
"I managed to get the job done. Payment is over. I also talked to the Holy King. Don't get in the way, it's tonight, Eileen."
"Yeah, let's do it tonight!
"But can't we do something about the atmosphere?"
"Is it the atmosphere"
"Yes, for example, can we clean up tools that we don't even need to see how we do it?
Nodded by Claude, Eileen looks behind her back.
Decorating the bedside is a tool devised for couples who are worried about things.
A bunch of candles surrounding the sleeping table on flashy colored pillows for visual effects. Blushing incense is all the way up to the ceiling, and the side table has a nourishing agent with snakes and something on it just in case.
I even made an altar with a magical formation of demon king resurrection at the window where I could get out to the balcony.
I wondered if I was decorating myself. But Claude is the Demon King, and with this kind of magic formation, I've wagered in a relaxing direction.
"Can't you? It's authentic, but this altar. I was wondering if it would help Lord Claude recover."
In tune, I tried to reproduce the ritual of the Resurrection of the Demon King as it was seen in the game, but Claude is the only one.
"No. I don't know what I'm going to recover, but there's just one thing that's going to ruin the atmosphere."
"I don't know what I need, so I've got it all ready for now..."
"Didn't Rachel or the Imperial Castle ladies disagree?
"I did. But Isaac and the others agreed, and it's about the couple. After consulting with Mr. Claude, I thought we should make a decision."
The moment Claude lay her hand aside, the bedroom was back on track. Looks like Claude magically cleaned up some tools for conjugal circles.
"Not at all necessary"
"So what about this! Luc said it was a beverage with recommended alcohol."
"Wait, don't drink. You'd be vulnerable to alcohol or something."
They also took away the bottles and glasses that I had taken out.
"Don't worry, my magic is stable. Thanks to this from the Holy King."
Point to the little ear decorations of purple crystals that Claude is wearing on one of his ears.
The Holy King gave himself the power of holiness. That seems to have a similar effect to the pseudo-kingdom of the Holy King. Against Claude, who has enormous magic, he serves to hold back the unstable magic.
"I'm angry, but I'm the Holy King even if I rot. It's working fine so far."
"... you did. I'm glad you made a good friend, really."
"Stop joking until you do. We're not friends."
"Oh, but Master Keith has set up a special room for Master Baal at the old castle in the woods."
A sighing claude took off her gown and put it on the back of her chair.
"Keith is too much of a same-sex of my age to kill because of my magic."
"I guess that's precious. But apart from that, we have to keep up with the cause of Mr. Claude's malaise..."
I remember Lilia pointing out during the day, and I glance at her face.
"There's got to be something before that, isn't there?
He was then held up with one arm. They head straight to the bedroom, and Eileen panics. The story gave me momentum.
"Oh, oh, uh, let's talk some more! Yes, after boosting the atmosphere..."
"Don't worry about it"
My lips were blocked at the same time as I was grated by a regular sleeping table where I no longer had reliable tools to relieve tension.
"You don't have to do anything. If you'll let me handle it."
"Oh, I don't like that! Wow, me too, Lord Claude."
"Then give me you as you are"
My red eyes gently asked me to, and I lost my strength to resist. But maybe that's okay.
(It's a couple)
Get ready and close your eyes.
Now I can truly be the wife of the Demon King, Claude...
It was then that the noise rang.
Tight Irene opens her eyes. Claude's hand also stopped where he tried to flaunt Eileen's nightwear ribbon.
"... now something, sounds..."
"It's my fault. It's definitely my fault. I won't forgive you if it's not my fault."
"So,"
Hence the sound sounded again. Not outside. It's from inside the bedroom.
"Master Claude."
"Such an idiot to come this far and get in the way... Huh!
The light lit Claude's face in despair from side to side.
Irene, who glanced at the light source, pushes Claude over and wakes her body.
"The altar of the demon king's resurrection!? Oh, why?"
It's just an altar I made with Nori. Even in the game, the ritual of the Resurrection of the Demon King had failed.
The Demon King is here in the first place.
But there was a blast of magic blowing around the altar. The key flies and the balcony door opens from the inside. The curtains were bulky and loud, shaking up to the furniture.
Irene, don't leave me.
Claude holding one ear holds Eileen. The purple crystal of the earrings was stained white. The Holy Power is revealing itself.
"No way, is it a runoff of magic?
"No, that way. I'm responding to the magic on that altar over there."
A ray of magical light burst. The room is wrapped in silver and blinded.
"- Oh, it's been a long time. The human world. Hey, there's an affordable way out, thanks."
Step on the shattered and scattered altar, and one shadow stretches.
Irene glanced as Claude laid her arms around her.
The shaped silver hair flows saggily and reveals its shape. The beauty was like a perfectly crafted piece of art. Sleek nosebumps, thin lips, cheek contours, even the tip of the lashes, are as beautiful as they were made with God's hand.
Violent beauty that takes away all the hearts and minds of those who see it. It's like Claude.
(Ugh, sooo...)
I didn't know, I grabbed Claude's clothes hem hard.
The eyes are red. A testament to those who possess magic. Its bloody eyes slowly creep - moisturizing.
"Claude, whoa, whoa, whoa. Dad, I missed you. Ooh!
As he advanced and hugged Claude, the man who suddenly appeared thrust Eileen.
"You've grown up, I don't know what it was like to be a baby! Yeah, yeah, but he's my son. Hey, he's cute. You know what, it's your father!
"I have no idea!
Irene regains a hug to Claude, who is in perfect shape on the sleeping table.
Then all of a sudden a suspicious man appeared from the altar to mock him.
"What, you, who? What can I do for our Claude?"
"Our? I am Lord Claude's wife!
"Ugh, Dad, I didn't agree! When did you get married? I'm so angry... even your father won't forgive me!
"There's nothing to forgive or not to forgive, because we're already married!
"Well, then get a divorce."
"What are you doing to Master Claude!
Eileen protruded the holy sword she summoned to her right hand, aiming at the man. I can't be human.
But if it's a demon.
Then make a little noise and the man's hand flies off Claude's shoulder.
"Holy sword, I miss you. A lot of magic has been cut off."
I had a response. But that was it.
With a face of nothing, the man laughs.
"Besides, ear decorations are getting in the way. - Impossible to forcibly return to the demonic world?"
When the man sighs, Claude puts his hand on the bedroom and exhales.
I've been tied to this man's magic all my life.
Eileen hurriedly turned her hands around Claude's body, supporting her.
"Dear Claude, are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?
"No... just a little. I just couldn't move."
"I see, that's the extent to which you can be a girl. But I knew it wasn't a good pledge. The body's already sealed... you know what I mean, Claude?
Trying to look down from the top, the man twinkled his red eyes. The cruelty and beauty of the grin floating from its lips are just like Claude's.
No, not exactly.
Claude is the same.
"Your father would have warned you many times, too, to come back because it's tidal time. But you don't give a shit, so I'm just gonna have to pick you up directly."
Eileen knows this man's face.
"... you... what's your name"
"Every human being asks God his name? - Nah! In this way, your wife will piss you off..."
The game isn't always over. Words I hear during the day come back to my ears.
"My name is Luchel."
The name is the same.
"Claude, it's your father."
"... I don't remember at all"
"Then let me rephrase it. - Of this world, the first demon king. He's the devil's God."
Same setup. Irene chewed her lips.
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"Go back to the demon world, Claude. You don't want to be a real monster, do you?
That said, Luchel laughed mercifully and beautifully as she saw through everything.