Demon King of Phantom Thief – a Betrayed Thief Stole the Stats and Skills of the Hero Party Then Reigned Over the World

"It's time for lunch..."

Deanna's voice echoes into the sky aboard Aleira's magic [Voice].

"Yahoo wow!!

The Aldberg Bandits, who have completed the fort, are completely out of time.

So lately, I've often been running around on Deanna's summoned giant wolf.

Parents say this is a special training too.

By skill [tactics], the Kobolds are with us who have found the cavalry to be fit.

They had a wolf face, which somehow went very well with a giant wolf.

"He's a wonderful wolf, Lord Deanna."

said the head of Kobold.

"It's my summons, of course."

When Deanna wrapped her palms around her, Zuzuzuzuzuzu - and the table and chair - appeared from the ground.

He seems to have a taste for lunch outside today.

The Aldberg Bandits to the Four Heavens King, and the Kobolds will also take their seats today as guests.

After a while, the maids often brought the dishes.

Baked foil with wings and various mushrooms and mountain vegetables, in boar bacon potov, freshly baked bread.

It's a menu full of fun, worthy of eating outside.

The Kobolds shatter to the winged bones.

Wild enough to watch and be full.

Everyone in the Bandits also scratches losers and ballsy bones.

"How's the army training going, Ginroe?"

Ginroe is seated by Keith in the General of the Demon King's Army.

"Yes, a great army is being completed that will kick the humans outnumbered by the demon king by dividing them into skills and stats, and even more suited to their characteristics…"

Keith listened to Ginroe as he poured hot bread.

"But there are challenges to making it a complete standing army. It's food."

Skills [Strategy] makes Keith understand everything.

"Sure, there's nothing we can do about it unless we clear it."

"I thought you were right..."

The Land of the Demon King is severely skinny, but there are some ingredients in the woods.

Therefore, the Demon King's people (though) were engaged in nature and hunting and gathering life.

But - when it comes to equipping the Standing Army, all we need is food that will be stably supplied.

As long as they rely on their current lives, the soldiers must spend their training time collecting food.

Of course, reducing training time is not the only problem.

The important thing is that it is almost impossible to convene an emergency.

This is not in a very state of being called a standing army, a militia.

(I knew when it comes to the military, it's always something that bothers me with food...)

What Skills [Strategy] shows in the back of his brain are a number of military trends that Lord Thunder has been haunting.

(Food reform is not possible on this land. then……)

Keith grabbed the boar bacon and turned to Deanna next.

"Can we find out how many resources are being produced in Demon King's Land? In about a month, if possible."

"I'm in awe, Demon King. But a month is."

"Is it just too short"

"No… it may be by human standards, but it's only a little longer for us."

As Deanna spread her palm into the void, parchment (scrolling) appeared as she drifted out of the tiny darkness.

Looking lightly at it, Deanna handed it to Keith.

"I have the skills of a [secretary] … From what I've seen, most of the ore that Dwarves produce"

Nagan fruit.

Human Quiuo.

Iron ore.

Adamantite.

Mithrill......

Others, ranging from nuts that can be harvested in large quantities to rare minerals, line up with the unevenness and describe their monthly collection and expected reserves.

What still stands out is the minerals, as Deanna said.

In this regard, the Lord of Demons may be called a mountain of treasure.

………………

Keith's [governance] and [strategy] immediately derive those requisites and surpluses.

"... All right, let's make it tea time after dinner, and then we'll go out for a bit"

Grasping his wings, Keith said.

"Going out, is it?

"Oh, I'll go with the Four Heavens King anyway"

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"Did they send you back to congratulate you for your defeat!

Castle of the Kingdom of Tristram, meeting room.

The one who pronounced the anger was the Goldrew Borderline Uncle.

When a neighbour is at war, the status of a peripheral uncle with territory near the border increases naturally.

The king, who is supposed to stand on it, is now shelling one day out into the border.

Hence the Goldleuf Borderline Uncle, also known as the Vice King, was a substantial leader of the current Tristram kingdom.

"Yep... the new Demon King has a very strong power. He wasn't a very fat person."

Marie replied on behalf of Germ, Zotto and Melarda, who were standing close to each other and weeping.

"... so only one of us came home safe. A priest seems to be good at shielding people. Or is being good begging for your life?

Marie, just shut up and bowed her head.

There's nothing else I can do.

"Do we still have to send troops in..."

"That won't happen, Borderline Uncle!

The deputy general pinched the word.

The general, like the king, is a loose shell.

"There's an example of a“ battle ”about 50 years ago, when we lost 10,000 soldiers looking at the same thing. The Demon King is only able to crusade by a brave man chosen as a star!

"But isn't this the brave man at heart!

The Germs, deprived of all their skills and left with only a minimum status as people in town, chewed their teeth in tears.

"Unless you do something about the Demon King's Land, you won't get the ore you need. The Kingdom of Tristram is an agricultural country. I want you to think there."

"That place got me thinking about it."

………………

All of a sudden, in a corner of the conference room, a black mass appeared.

Five shadows walked out of there.

"Doesn't it look like we're having a blast talking about the Demon King? He's here now."

Two tunas grown from my head.

Black cloak like a shaped darkness.

Its presence, which showed up with four subordinates, is undoubtedly a legend only the Brave Party saw - the Demon King.

The meeting room panicked.

"Eh, call the guards!

And, before the Goldrew Border Uncle screams, the “meeting” is ready.

"Caged birds are unspoken birds - [Jail]"

When a beautiful woman with a disastrous cane and in a purple dress whispered, the conference room wall was covered in silver light.

"Now I can't hear you outside, and no one can answer!

To the beauty's words, the demon king nodded.

Those people who are deaf to such interaction desperately cling to the door.

But the door was as hard as it was poured in iron, and it was not frightening.

"Hiya! Hey, hey, hey!

Approximately the screams rising from the people, the Demon King and his subordinates sat loosely in their empty seats.

The big man with the silver body seemed rather cramped.

"Humans are really noisy creatures."

"It'll be quiet in time."

That's how the panic gradually healed while the Demon King talked to the girl.

"It's going to take a long time for your adult to be quiet."

In addition to his thoughts, the Demon King gave him a flamboyant grin.

"Look, you guys sit in the chair, too. I'm not a dog."

The aristocrat, who entered before the door, heard it and rushed back to Iss.

"I hear you're ready now."

The demon king put his feet together on the table and said:

"Wouldn't it be the first time the King and the Demon King have discussed it this way? Personally, I think it's more meaningful than being sent an assassin."

"Demon King Scared... Demon King Scared..."

The king and general are trembling with each other in their arms.

The Germs stare at the Demon King with all their strength - but there is nothing to say.

Goldlewf Borderline Uncle just does a critical toothpick, too.

Marie - she was just staring down on the floor.

"So, Demon King, it's time"

The girl whispers.

"Right. Well, let's get started."

Reassembling his legs, the Demon King slapped his hands on bread.

"It's our first summit to remember."

This talks, which began with fear, will eventually greatly shape the destiny of the Kingdom of Tristram.