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

King Tristram has completely lost his intelligence on the border one day.

Instead, the Goldrew Borderline Uncle, known as the Deputy King, is coming to the office.

"Excuse me! Borderline uncle, we have a problem with the demon kingdom!

"What's up..."

Running a pen on the gully and the paperwork, Goldrew Borderline Uncle answers.

The gray hair, which was always carefully groomed with a hair conditioner, is pinched and has creases popping up everywhere.

"We don't have enough cereals for export for the ore we've received. Apparently there was a mistake..."

"Turn the army's reserves. Right...... I don't mind giving it up to 30%. Possible march abroad at this stage, but more than that, I'd like to take in a little bit of resources now"

"I understand!

"Excuse me! Uncle Borderline, I have something to report to you!

One report after the other is brought to the office for consultation.

The Goldrewf Borderline uncle was completely exhausted by his intense duties.

He is a capable man.

I am clearly more capable of executive duty than I was of a former king.

That's why I couldn't properly wave my work to others and make myself easier.

Because if the work you leave to people ends up failing, it's you who regrets it.

And now the Tristram Kingdom Centre is extremely busy.

External policy of foreign cooperation against civil unrest in the Republic of Astland, dealing with the demonic kingdom that has just begun.

And domestically, we have to politically contain the Colden Republicans who were trying to fly the anti-demon king's flag.

I don't even have time to cut my hair and my back hair takes a long time on my collar.

But the more problematic thing for him is...

(Emily......)

Emily is the beloved daughter of the Goldrew Borderline Uncle.

I turn 10 this year.

She's a daughter born after she's old, so I can't help but be cute.

She lives in a separate mansion near the castle, with her mother.

Recently, however, the Goldrew Border uncle has stayed in the castle for intense duties.

He himself forgot how long he hadn't seen him since.

And Emily's 10th birthday was a week later.

Adult children are also scheduled to gather at the separate residence for a long family reunion.

But his father, Uncle Goldrew Borderline, was unlikely to be able to participate at this rate.

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The moment I hold my eyebrows and try to catch my breath, the report comes again.

I don't even have time to sigh.

"Excuse me! Report!

"What's up..."

With his blood-running eyes, Uncle Goldrewf fronted at the officials.

The situation doesn't improve where you stare, it just shrinks your opponent.

But there was a lot of room to care for my men, and so on.

Officials report frightened.

"That... is that His Majesty the Demon King and the Virgin are married! What can I do for you?

"Mmm...... Mmm!?

Goldrewf Borderline Uncle opened his eyes, falling in fatigue.

It should have been just before the war with the Colden Republic with the Virgin and the Demonic Kingdom.

As the kingdom of Tristram, an ally of the demonic kingdom, we were also supposed to have a hand in issuing a condemnation statement to the Republic of Colden.

(We must hurry and destroy it!

Lift up the forehead that fell on your sparkling forehead.

(No, it's a factual confirmation before that. We need to get in touch with the diplomatic community. If you know it's true on top of that, congratulations. That's good, but the problem is it's a gift...)

The treasure trove at Tristram Castle was almost calla by the onslaught of former thieves.

It is a country rich in food resources, but when it is a gift, there is no other way to sort it from the museums in the country.

Some hands are left to the curator, but it is best to choose a gift of your own by the Goldrew Borderline uncle, who is bright in art, if possible.

Even at times like this, I can't leave the Goldrew Border Uncle to manpower.

He said, holding down a pile of documents that were about to collapse.

"Recall the ambassadors of the Colden Republic! I need to hear more about it. Then get the carriage ready. To the Oldbourg Museum…"

At that moment the Goldrewf Borderline Uncle tried to get up...

"Borderline uncle!

- The world flipped around.

I hear the voice of an official calling himself, far away.

Eventually, his vision was covered in darkness, and at last the Goldrewf Borderline uncle lost his mind because of overwork.

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When the Goldrew Borderline Uncle woke up, there was an unfamiliar ceiling.

"Mmm..."

On the bed.

I tried to wake up my body, but it's slightly heavy.

(Apparently my body is dull...)

He is unbeatable in age and from day to day he is indispensable for the training of his sword.

Most recently, I was chased by the executive, and I couldn't afford it at all.

"Mr. Borderline, you seem to have noticed!

In the voice of the nurse, Uncle Goldleuf Borderline finally realized his situation.

"Yeah, I hear you got a little standing glare... gotta get back to work"

"Uncle Borderline, there's no such thing as standing glare!

The whole fat nurse gently held down the goldrew border uncle trying to get up.

"Anyway, he's been asleep for a week."

The Goldrewf Borderline uncle spoke out for that terrible reward.

"A week!?

He coughed hard because it was something he screamed at with a blurred throat.

Even so, I try to get up.

"Look, I'll make it impossible..."

"Sometimes I can't help but!

Anyway, I'm a week behind on my errands.

There is no man in Tristram Castle who can do his job better than he.

But there is no force in the body, besides glaring eyes.

"I need you to get me some medicine, I need you to check it out right away!

"But before that, you can't even eat bread porridge on your body..."

"Later on that!

Goldrew Borderline uncle rose momentously from the bed as he poured the bitter breathing pills available into his throat with a smoke and drink.

That's the medicine the doctor with the castle prepared, it works very well.

Wearing a slipper in her sleeping clothes and with a twist on her, Uncle Goldrew's Borderline headed toward the king's office.

Even when it comes to the king's office, now there is nothing to sit in that chair other than the Goldrew Borderline Uncle.

- It should have been.

I was imagining the sight of a massive pile of paperwork in a deserted room, but things are a little strange.

Like when I was working, I'm an official and a mess.

"King, I need to report to you ASAP!

"What's going on?

"Nah..................!

Goldrewf Borderline Uncle almost lost his hips over too much.

That king - and the cakera of intelligence should be gone, that king is in charge.

"... Beckett, do you have Beckett!?

Beckett is near the king.

The most recent task was to ask the King for pudding or to become a playmate for building blocks.

"This is Goldrew Borderline Uncle, you've woken me up!

Beckett smiles happily.

But the Goldrewf Border Uncle wanted to get a grip on the situation first.

"I should have left my job like a mountain! What's going on with that!

"Yes, in circumstances such as His Majesty the King has managed to do"

Apparently my own eyes are not lying.

Goldrew Borderline Uncle asked in detail.

"We should have recalled the ambassador of the Colden Republic, have we received the report?

"Yes, the war between the demon kingdom and the republic of Colden was averted by the marriage of His Majesty the Demon King and the Virgin."

"Then there must be something like a mountain to prepare!

Goldrewf Borderline Uncle ran his eyes bloody and stuffed them in Beckett.

"I'm not worried about that. His Majesty the King has already sent a parent book. Plus, I got a gift for you."

"You let the curator choose?

"No, His Majesty the King himself went out to the Ornier Museum and" The Demon King probably likes to be cool, "so he chose Couscoir's congregation map. It's by Ode Lyon."

Couscoir's meeting refers to the battle between the Duchy of Laden, which was at the time an enemy nation, when Colden was once a kingdom, and near the demonic kingdom border.

At that time, Colden fought behind the borders of the demonic kingdom.

There will be no more items to celebrate the alliance between the Demonic Kingdom and the Republic of Colden.

"I see that's lucky...... no, that's the wise eye of His Majesty the King"

Goldrewf Borderline uncle breathed more.

"But that's not all I want to hear. There must have been a problem dealing with the demon kingdom..."

"His Majesty the King said," I'm going to ask one of you. "So I invited the great merchant who gave the housekeeper to my son as his advisor. He seems to be working well for me."

Others asked about different things, but things are going well all the time.

A former Coldenist nobleman, who was about to start a civil unrest, even followed Omake, who lost and disintegrated Church aid and became a territorial hostage.

According to the story, the king himself went out to the confused Church of the Stars.

A closer look in the crowd revealed the bishop of the church, who had been drained of poison, lined up with candy.

"That king..."

That king, who walks the castle with potatoes every day and plays with the building blocks and eats all the pudding, performs his duties well.

Goldrewf Borderline Uncle almost wept a little.

"Uncle Borderline, don't push the sickness further. Why don't you just go back to your private room?

Beckett laughed.

"Oh, let me do that"

Beckett added one thing when the Goldrewf Borderline uncle tried to return the Biz.

"Yes, yes. It's your daughter's birthday."

"............... right. Thanks."

Exactly, I can't afford to go back to the other mansion now.

Hasn't my daughter forgotten my father's face yet?

That's something I can't help.

With that in mind, Uncle Goldrew's Borderline returned to his private room.

When I opened the door - I wondered if he had seen an illusion.

"Father!

It was indisputably Emily, my beloved daughter, who had hugged me to the waist of my Goldrew Borderline uncle.

"You've come to celebrate my birthday!

Emily's full grin engulfed the hearts of the endless Goldrew Borderline Uncle.

I caressed my daughter's soft hair gently.

"You, lose weight completely..."

My wife and the adult children were also in the room.

And the prepared table is lined with plenty of food.

"Joanna, what the hell is this..."

"His Majesty the King has invited you to the castle.“ Goldrew can't come back to us, so come and get him. "

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Goldleuf Borderline Uncle wiped his eyes with sleeping sleeves.

"Father, are you crying? You're gonna cry, aren't you?

"Right... my father is glad you got one step closer to a lovely lady"

"Look, you"

My wife, Joanna, looked out the window.

How noisy.

When the Goldrew Borderline uncle peered outside, the people were festive there.

The stalls are out or impromptu beer halls are made.

"Everybody's celebrating Emily's birthday."

"This also belongs to His Majesty the King..."

"Yes, that's a nice trick. Let us also celebrate. Don't let the people outside beat you. The food's gonna get cold."

"... right"

For the first time in a long time, the family reunion gently melted the hearts of the rugged Goldrew Borderline Uncle.

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The next day, completely rejuvenated, the Goldrewf Borderline Uncle took over the King's job.

"Goldrew, are you done yet? Aren't you kidding?

"Yeah, thanks to you, we had a good holiday. Your Majesty."

"Then the rest will come. Beckett, come on!

The Goldlewf Border Uncle arrives at the executive desk and checks out the King's work.

Awkward words, but a number of documents had been processed.

".............................. hmm?

But in the meantime, I realize I'm scared.

The King approved the people's petitions from what to what.

"Again... the king is the king..."

My stomach, which was well nourished yesterday, seemed to sting and ache.

The purity of the king, to think of it, has never been easier to cling to for something malicious.

- But if you look closely.

"This is..."

Goldrewf Borderline uncle took a piece of paper.

It was noted there that notorious aristocrats and merchants would make substantial donations to make additional renovations to the Poverty Salvation Home.

He said it would increase the number of people working and also significantly improve their diet.

The Goldrew Border Uncle immediately called Beckett, the king's sidekick.

"His Majesty's opponent, the busy man, what the hell is this..."

When he saw the documents he was given, Beckett laughed happily.

"At first I was worried too. They're not even Locke. They're pushing us from next."

Return the paperwork to the Goldrew Border Reverend and continue.

"But it seems that His Majesty the King has completely attested to his purity… and they have spoken for themselves about the improvement of the Sanctuary."

When you can stare with those unspoilt eyes, no one will lie.

The purity of the king had always come to show so much power.

"Oh, Beckett, there he is!

It was the king of the day who opened the door and appeared.

"I'm dying for pudding the rest. Hey, Goldrew, the rest is a good thing."

The king smiles with the same poisonless smile.

"I gave the Demon King a painting of Oi, and he said I should be more Oi Oi. That's why I wanted to give you the pudding."

"The pudding will be damaged, so choose another product"

"Oh well. Yeah, okay!

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A king who is more innocent than anyone else, and as unclean as a child.

He was considered the most beloved exchanger in the history of the Kingdom of Tristrum by the people.

Its cloudless eyes can discern the essence of things.

Therefore, for the first time in his history, he gave an English break that he would have a national relationship with the demonic kingdom, a king among kings.

In the history of the Tristram kingdom, he said, it was to be so engraved.