Civilization Game

"By the way, Your Majesty."

Eve clears her expression, then comes back serious.

"Why?"

"Do you have any idea who this raid was?"

"Almost certainly not a guess."

Rod laughs bitterly.

"You don't have to think hard. The last place I went was the guards. I went to see him about the service. Well, then, who in the Abyss would be unhappy with me approaching it?"

"… is this Martin…?"

Lord nods.

"Yes. But considering the professional assassins and the gangsters who aren't his Mafia, I don't think he really meant to kill them. Maybe it's a warning."

All of a sudden, Lord Murmuring! I burst into laughter.

"…… Your Majesty?"

"Oh? That's funny. It gets more and more exciting. Even a scarecrow is named the king, but he simply ordered an assassination... He's no ordinary opponent."

Eve says, relieved to see Lord looking good.

"Don't overdo it from now on. You just wandered around and got a bad thing... What if you didn't have a makeup?"

"You're right. It's too dangerous to move when Martin's here. Next time there's a serious assassination attempt, there should be nothing wrong with it."

Rod crosses his arms and speaks.

"So let's send Martin somewhere else."

"…… Yes?"

Eve takes a deep breath.

"Is that even possible?"

"Nothing is impossible."

Rod smiles slightly and looks at the bandages wrapped around his body.

"Well, okay. Now that we've been hit hard, it's our turn to fight back!"

*

Heave-ho.

"A strong and strong morning! I'm at work, Eve!"

Lord opens the door to the Oval Office and says, Eve, sitting at her desk reviewing the documents, turns her head.

"Welcome. You're five minutes late."

"First thing in the morning, hot!"

As soon as he enters the office, he leaps forward, rolling the floor once and then jumps onto the couch, as if avoiding a bomb flying head-on. Then he crouches down and covers himself with a blanket beside him.

'Good.'

Even when I came to this world, I also felt that human nature does not change easily. Lord was feeling perfectly cozy and comfortable as he was now in his mother's womb. I lie on the couch in the morning and during the morning with my body just washed and dry. This is not happiness. What is it?

"……."

Eve, however, stares at Lord with an incredibly disdainful eye. It was a familiar look to Lord.

It is common for a woman to gaze pathetically at a man lying idle in the daytime. No, it seemed to be universal.

"Oh, I feel like I'm missing something...."

Rod was muttering like that. I opened the commander's spear, spitting out the elastic. Then I entered a public chat room. Like Lord, I see some idle players chatting from the morning. Lord also left a light greeting and tucked his arm back into the blanket.

Yeah, that's it! There was nothing to see when I was empty. '

Now the real complete lung mode is complete. Lord laughs when he sees someone casting a joke in his chat window.

Eve's expression becomes sharper.

"If you don't get up straight right now, I'll show you the human miracle of kissing your lips and back."

"... Tsk."

Rod, who had briefly imagined himself kissing his lips and back, got up off the couch without a word and sat down with his back flat.

"Your Majesty, did you have breakfast?"

Lord shakes his head.

"I haven't eaten yet."

"Please join me. I asked my maids to bring me breakfast."

"Aha, you didn't eat, did you? The type who sleeps as much as I do?"

"I stayed up all night."

"…… hmm."

Lord bows his head with a wrinkled face. Somehow Eve felt uncomfortable, and the reason she stayed up all night was because of Lord's work. I didn't realize I'd gone into closed mode so quickly... I'm sorry, but I lowered my head even more.

"…… but…"

"Huh?"

"It might be better to be as busy as I am today."

Eve smiles sadly somewhere.

"Nothing happened before, so I was just looking at the wall at work."

"Oh yeah……."

The atmosphere subsided.

At that moment, the door opens nicely and the maiden comes in with a serving cart. Today's menu was sandwiches. She explains the cooking with a tense face, as if the meat of a dungeon rat was Patti's sandwich.

"Oh, a dungeon rat is like my work. '

Maid finishes her description and bows politely. However, I stopped the serving cart and hit my head. The impact causes the cart to slide and the cup of tea to spill.

"I'm sorry! Sorry!"

She wipes the floor with a mop in a hurry. It seemed cute, so Lord suddenly wanted to play a prank. I felt like I needed to loosen up.

"Hey, it's Maid."

"…… Yes, four?"

Lord says prankingly with his arms outstretched.

"There you are!"

"Gaaaaaah!"

She is stunned, and in the short amount of time, she vomits her facial muscles, moving about twenty times. At the same time, I was too distracted and hit the cart with my butt. This time, the teapot fell over.

'… Huh?'

"I'll get more mops!"

Maid exits the Oval Office at the same speed as the missile. Lord scratches his head with a shrugged expression.

"Yi, I didn't mean to startle you like this."

"You're mean."

Eve crouches and mutters as she finishes wiping the wet floor.

"Actually, there's a play that's popular with the mothers these days."

"... What?"

Lord feels ominous and asks.

"Someone's here 'while I'm working! If you say," Stop what everyone is doing and run. "

"… Mi, crazy!"

There's no such thing as black history to destabilize time and space! Rod's face became pale with extreme embarrassment.

"But how can you be surprised that it actually happened? Hoho."

"…… I want to kill myself."

Lord nods, his head bowing.

"Anyway, go ahead and eat."

The two of them sat at the table in the middle of the office. Rod asked for a sandwich first.

"Ooh, that tastes better than I thought. '

Rat meat was the first time I had it, but it tasted like roasted chicken. I was chewing because I was fat and thick. If it can be supplied properly to the people, it will greatly help to resolve the food problem. If things go well, we may increase our facilities later.

Eve, on the other hand, opened up a sandwich to remove the contents.

"What are you missing?"

"Worm."

"Aha, since you don't have any fennel with vegetables, you're replacing them with worms. Rat instead of pork. I can't help it... since it's Abyss... Oh, wait!"

Lord looks at her with sharp eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"Why don't you like it?"

"Yes."

"Garlic?"

"I hate it the most."

"Oh, my God!"

Lord covers his forehead with a sad expression.

"Take back your identity, Eve. You hate worms and garlic... The cute bear on your head apologizes to your ear."

"... Sometimes you don't know what you're talking about."

Eve is covered in honey on a shredded rat patty. When Lord sees that, he nods in obedience. Still, the bear seemed to be a bear. It's just not this way.

After finishing all the meals, Eve drags the cart out of the office by herself, with the maiden rarely coming to retrieve the bowl. Rod lies on the couch alone, thinking for a moment.

At that moment,

The road seems to protrude past the lying wall, and someone appears through the wall. Lord screams in fury.

"Huff! An ear, a ghost?"

"…… Master."

Beatrice. She bows.

"Ah, it was Bear."

"… Bear?"

"Beatrice is too long."

Lord said, calming his trembling heart. Her unique ability: immortalization skills. If I had seen this at night, it might have been difficult.

"But what is it? What about that outfit?"

Beatrice was wearing a funky winter coat, rather than the usual assassin outfit.

"... Lord. Friday, he told me to dress like this."

She opened her coat with both hands.

"……!"

Lord almost drove his mind straight up into the sky. What seemed to be between the coats looked less naked.

Smooth black stockings wrapped around white legs. And Garter was connected to panties of the same color, resulting in an irregular sexiness. Panties were also so narrow that their skin was exposed to the left and right sides, and it was a type of country that only covered important areas. It was covered with a dangerous flower ornament that the wind blew away on its not so big chest, and the shape of the plump peak was so hostile that it seemed to show the harmony that the shape behind the petals was naturally imagined.

"Ow! Ow! Aaahhhh!"

The rod rushes at an incredible speed and wraps around her coat again. I was so shocked that it was like thunder in my head. His face turned red like Magma, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead and back of his head like a flood. And in the middle of this, the feeling of ferocity did not leave my mouth.

"…… Master?"

She tilts her head with a naïve face. So I was more conscienced and hurt.

"What the hell! That look!"

Lord gasps.

"That's right..."

"Me, did I tell you to do this?"

"At least once a week, I'll punish you if you don't sneak in your master's collection..."

"Stop! Gmaan!"

Lord thrashes into the air and grabs her by the shoulder.

She was still a modern-day intellectual, and she was a minor. Of course, it wasn't common in this world, but it was a little sister! His remaining male instinct suddenly shoves his head, but he hardly restrains himself.

"You don't have to dress like this from now on. Do you understand?"

"…… why…"

"Do you understand?"

"…… Yes. My Lord."

Lord takes a deep breath. His male instinct was, "You idiot! Take it off right now! 'Even though I said that, I could barely keep my head together.

It didn't have to be that way. If Eve or any of her other maids find out, it's not a big deal, but she swore she wouldn't do anything mean to Beatrice just yesterday, and the next day she broke her vow, she's a piece of shit!

"Your Majesty? What's the commotion?"

Eve returns to the Oval Office with a tray of snacks for Lord. And I saw just that.

"……"

She drops the tray onto the floor. Men and women close to each other. Lord was grasping Beatrice's shoulder, and what appeared between her coats was pale and pale.

"…… lungs. Huh?"

She speaks in a voice with a gush of cold. Suddenly, the temperature of the office dropped, and I felt like I was going to be frozen.

"Oh, this, this is what I mean. That's..."

A red glare flashes into Eve's eyes.

"Get out of here. Right now!"