The mayor of Pecona, who had been summoned, was silent and overheard.

"So I need a place to evacuate. I was wondering if you could hide everyone in Pecona town?

"If it's a request from the Demon King, I'll accept anything. It's in existence. But the Demon King alone seems reckless, including a party of brave men, plus dealing with a herd of dragons. It's thick to say this, but I don't think the Demon King is trying to save the people at the expense of their own lives."

The mayor answered with a more accomplished arm than he still did.

Lucille was of the same opinion about what the mayor said. I wonder if Merle is trying to save the people one last time at the expense of their lives.

"No, I still don't want to die. I still have a lot to do."

"The Demon King has saved our town. We have heard that we have since regenerated numerous towns. Your deeds lead us in a good direction around this city. It's still too soon for that life to end. There are still towns that need you."

"So if you don't die,"

"… is it the left? Ok. Our town was just expanding the land, and residents of less power were building houses at its divergence. There is if you have an empty house. Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"Thank you. That'll help. If the mayor's such a jerk, we'll all be like bodybuilders by now."

"This makes me proud, but I've never seen anyone more reliable than the men in our town"

"I'm extra relieved. Everybody, please."

"Yes, sir."

Upon obtaining the consent of the mayor of Pecona, the inhabitants packed their bags and began their journey distracted by the dark night.

The young men sent by Pecona guided the people, the demons and the monsters, and the line went for Pecona.

From above the walls Merle was looking down at a town without lights.

Normally, lights lit private houses, taverns, etc. and even in the middle of the night it was a town that felt vibrant, but all this time the darkness spread and was silent like the tranquility before the storm.

"Dear Merle... it seems that all the inhabitants have left the capital. We're the only ones left."

"Well, thank you, Lucille."

Why are you laughing?

Lucille has a painful chest when she sees Merle laughing in the dark.

I couldn't help but wonder how Merle was laughing when he said he was going to fight alone.

Would that smile envelop you in the dark and just disappear?

Her tear glands loosened naturally when she held both hands and placed them against her chest.

"Don't leave me"

When I meditated on my eyes, I cried zero.

I'm sure Merle will leave me. It goes a long way somewhere. Anxiety opens his big mouth, turning his fangs and eating Lucille from the inside.

Merle mouthed gently on his tearful face.

The mouthpiece that usually feels sweet and happy makes me feel soggy and uncut.

"Don't cry, Lucille. I won't leave you. But..."

"Neither should I... nor should I be here..."

I said it myself before they cut me out of Merle.

I didn't want to hear it. I didn't want Merle to tell me to leave here.

Then by saying it yourself, let's kill the words, that's what I thought.

"I'm sure... if Lucille were next to me, the braves would relentlessly point their blades at Lucille. I'll never be able to look at that."

"I... still..."

I want to be by your side.

"Don't tell me from there."

A kiss that makes you swallow words.

If I tell you, Merle wants me next door, too. If you choose such an option, it can be considered the worst.

Merle was sure he was witnessing Dorothy's viciousness.

"Master Merle is... sloppy. That's how you talk and you take my word for it."

"Do I look like a man? I thought sloppy men were hotter."

Laughing deceptively, Lucille couldn't say any more words when she saw Merle's eyes moistened as well.

"Hey, Lucille"

"... Yes"

"Let's get married when this is over. Let's both wear wedding dresses."

"Is that true?

He smiled without deception. A grain of tears from Merle's eyes seemed to say that the words were trustworthy.

Merle hugged Lucille forcefully.

Embrace Merle with a trembling hand, remembering the feeling of brittle and fragile. Even though it smells like Merle, I don't feel at ease as usual.

"Yeah, constraint."