Demon Lord, Retry!

One large “building” was blasting through the streets.

It was led by as many as ten horses - a "giant chair”.

There were several huge wheels under the chair, and they were approaching the city of Yahoo at a tremendous rate as they trampled and crushed pebbles.

Its surroundings are solidified by a selection of 108 horsemen, sent out by the Knights of the Diocese, in an atmosphere that goes somewhere and in war.

The men of the Knights, too, wear armor is the one that is united and sacred, but their heads are full of skinheads and Mohicans, and they do not seem to be a group that is very but believes in angels.

Virgin - an army led by Killer Queen.

If the stranger sees it, it will only look like a group of bandits at the end of the century.

But it was the army she led that was the group most relied upon in this country, collecting together the love and respect from the people.

The reason is simple - if you look at evil, you see the enemy's special, so to speak.

No matter what scoundrel the opponent is or who is in power, there is not a single grass tree left after she goes through.

It's easy to understand justice, it's violence.

The violence was unfortunately unleashed when other countries invaded, and if she showed up on the battlefield, it would have destroyed the enemy and even escaped.

Sister, we're almost to the city.

A big man, who can only seem to be a big rock, calls out to the Lord, who loves and never stops.

The man's name is - Mount Fuji.

He was an untouchable bandit who vandalized the neighborhood, but now he doesn't quit jumping into water fires for the Lord.

He is a man who has been beaten down many times, finally revamped, and now works splendidly as a knight of the Knights of the Diocese.

The older man's mother rejoiced in tears and offered thanks to the Virgin.

She had so many beauty stories of this hand that even the violence up to its mercilessness was all considered a rarity.

"That“ shit "... it's gonna take a lot of work"

Feet high on a giant chair, Killer Queen swaddles wine.

The chair hasn't even swayed a little when it comes to being on the road. Wind and earth demon stones are being used in vain to make her uncomfortable.

"Isn't it ambitious to crusade the Demon King? I'm impressed that Boulder is your sister."

"This“ dabo ”... that shit just wants to stand out. By the way, are you the Demon King, you idiot?"

The sisters are all extremely mouthless.

I no longer know what the presence of the Virgin is, but all the overflowing passions of the knights are dedicated to her alone.

His mouth was bad, but his beauty was also of a different kind than his youngest.

On long straight blonde hair, is that body forged in battle or thin and tight, and the feet peeking from the large slit in the monastic garment are terribly glossy.

Only the eyes were pink, as were the youngest, but the sharpness of their light was not even comparable to that of the youngest. To the point of being told that any villain would beg for his life with a leak of piss if exposed to her eyes.

The part that hit the hat of the monastic garment was also jumped back, and it looked almost like a breaking monk, but its beautiful appearance made it all.

Absolutely - a beauty will be forgiven for doing whatever it takes.

But there are stories of demon kings being murdered.

To the words of the big man, Queen distorts his face.

One important thing, the resurrection of the demon king, is the information that did not reach her.

They turned their hands around from behind and were crafted to keep that information out of reach.

(My sister's guy...... what are you going to do)

Queen thinks of someone who prevents information from reaching beneath her, and tongues.

Because I somehow guessed what the other person had in mind and did so.

(You thought I'd lose... fuck you)

In fact, in her - she couldn't have beaten that being.

No matter how weak you were, there are few to despair in this world, such as being able to do damage to that monster opponent.

(Demon King, or...)

Such an ambiguous thing floats on Queen's head.

Such a presence is nothing but inheritance and gambling.

Back in history, no one has ever seen anything like it. Normally, it was entirely the presence of eyebrow saliva and a product of fantasy.

"Fuji, you don't believe me - do it with the Demon King."

To Queen's such voice, Fuji opens his eyes as surprised.

When she calls someone, it's mostly fucking dabbling, abalone usnoro, and rarely by name.

That's all - it must have been a serious question.

"I don't have an opinion. What my sister believes is what I believe."

"Davo's got a muscle stuck in his head? You maggots."

Fuji was made to curse like that, but he laughed happily. Seeing that, the faces of the knights around them are distorted with jealousy.

Cursing from Queen is a reward above all for them.

At the earliest possible time, I'd rather be subordinate than...

It would be quicker to say, "The Queen and his servants".

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Meanwhile, the rumored demon king...

"Beyond the city state, beyond the sea…"

"Yeah, it's the right Tea Vessel. In my country, not just territory or gold or silver, but tea utensils are rewarded."

To the merchant opponent, he had turned himself into a fraud with all his might...

The merchant's name is Nanden Mannen.

He's a major art dealer, dealing with art for a long time in this city.

"Not territory or gold or silver, but this vessel will be rewarded......?

"The elegant men want better tea utensils than the territory, etc. Gold and silver won't swell your belly, but moisturizing your throat with a tea bowl comparable to a large territory, etc. - Oh, my God. Well, isn't that a rigid story"

The Demon King opens his hands and speaks eloquently.

Maybe this man is more of a con man of nature than a demon king. However, this man has not told any lies at all.

Indeed, tea utensils have been honored over gold and silver and land in warring countries.

This man can be so grand because it's not all a lie and the truth is a mix.

"I see..."

The grand attitude of the Demon King and his identity, as well as his reputation as a millionaire, now form the backdrop, giving the word a heavy weight.

In addition to that, it is an extremely intimate pattern with the Virgin - with the Omake.

Once all the conditions have been met, there can be no one who thinks this person's products are crap.

"This is my first deal. This time - let's sell it for one large gold coin."

"So it's a big gold coin!?

The Demon King demands a grand gold coin.

As a matter of fact, the Demon King knows little about the value of the currency of this country, as opposed to large gold coins.

I just said the biggest piece of gold the Virgin had. Ignorance and fucking courage overlapped, and harmonies were played until miraculous.

"A specialty is something that gets even more radiant with the value it's given - don't you know that well enough?

"That's true, you're right"

Mannen snorts deeply at the words of the Demon King.

He was also a man who set up shops in the city of trade and handled many works of art. There would have been something convincing about the word.

Now, Mannen has never seen or heard of what is called this Tea Vessel.

And there shall be as many things, and as many as they desire, which the Virgin and her most intimate men have brought from beyond the sea.

"However, when selling this to others - I would like to have the value of at least five large gold coins attached. If that's not possible, there's no such thing as a story."

"Five large gold coins, is it..."

From the words, there was overwhelming confidence and pride in this product.

Below that value - you don't even allow it to be sold.

Mannen finally braced his stomach against that confidence.

"I understand. I'll make sure to keep that condition."

"That's a quick and helpful story. As a service, let's get this out too."

It was one of GAME's items, Honey, that the Demon King placed on the table.

It is an excellent way to restore 60 Health and Atmospheric Strength and was created by consuming 20 SPs as well. Did his lack of conscience make him put this out or what?

It was only a consuming item that disappeared if used in GAME, but in this world, it restores strength and energy at the same time - its dramatic effect is hard to put to the brush.

It was close to an "elixir," also referred to in one theory as God's tears. Adventurers from all over the world are a miracle the royal nobility never stops hoping for.

"Is this... honey?

"The Great Emperor... No, my country's things are special. For the weak, etc."

"Thank goodness... my wife has been suffering for a long time."

"Was I? Then be sure to go to your wife."

The Demon King and Mannen exchange hands and the business talks are concluded safely.

The deal made the Demon King a lot of money, but the millionaires who had no eyes for rare things in tea utensils quickly bought it, and Mannen made a lot of money.

He merely moved the item from right to left, making four large gold coins of borrowed money.

Besides, he regained his energy the moment he drank honey up to his wife, who was sick and weak, and looked like he was rejuvenated up to that skin.

This makes Mannen more and more trustworthy of what the Demon King brings.

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"Ha ha! You can do it if you want, me too!

Out on an unpopular street, the Demon King laughs.

He concealed his inner fright and behaved with even grandeur. That sense of liberation was awesome.

"Well, the money's in there, too - I don't know what to do next."

The demon king smiles and looks at the sky...

Miscellaneous shaped clouds were relaxing and what an idyllic sight.

"But you really don't rain..."

This man - he hates "rain”.

In that regard, I can say that the culture of this country suits him very well. But from the people who live here, I wondered if there would be all sorts of hardships.

Sometimes the sun dries - so does a person's heart.

- Luna, come out!

An idyllic moment was broken by such a voice.

It rarely rains in this country.

But on this day, there was a lot of bloody rain in the city.