Demon Lord, Retry!

The Demon King was blind to the vibrancy of the village of Rabbi, which he had not seen in a few days.

A large number of humans carry soil and lumber, rushing back and forth. Some of them were crushing sandy shells they had in their hands in the labyrinth, mixing them with dirt and pinching them.

(It's fast to form…)

Even in modern Japan, architectural speed is tremendous, but because there is a cheat called magic in this world, it is never inferior in terms of speed. If you're a wizard used to working in the field, that's why you work like a heavy machine.

"Welcome home, Demon King!

"Ak, how have you been?

He holds the AK that the Demon King has run over and attracts its little body. Ac was rubbing her cheeks with joy, too. He was like a cat marking unconsciously.

"This place has changed a lot."

"Ha, I knew the Demon King was amazing!

I didn't do anything.

The demon king laughs bitterly. From this man, he only gave Tahara an overview and then he was just throwing round. I am also very excited about my arm in the hospital, and I have the feeling that it is the proximity and not myself that deserves praise.

Regardless, this is an understatement of the Demon King.

Without this man, there was no way that the two sides would have appeared in this world in the first place, and there was no way that many bases would have been created.

It was also this man who collected funds to move large numbers of humans.

"This time I'm in a hurry and I don't have any souvenirs, but this time I'll bring home some good stuff"

"If only you would return safely... that would be fine"

Ac's red eyes look straight at the Demon King.

Hidden in his forehead, his blue eyes were sparkling as well. To the eyes that emit different light on this left and right, the Demon King feels something mysterious and doesn't hate to see it.

Reach down and do AK's forehead to the side.

"Demon King......?

"Yeah, still beautiful eyes"

"... I don't really like my eyes."

Yes, Ak doesn't like his own eyes.

Because of these eyes, they were the subject of persecution in the village, and they finally lived trying to hide half their faces. The demon king who actually saw how Ak was treated in the village knows about it, but this man is true to his will.

"I like you, don't I? Don't calm down when you watch."

"Ugh..."

Ak blushes and hugs him to the neck of the demon king to hide it. Nothing. This man is not dictating or anything, he's saying it with the feeling that he's watching even some mysterious gem, but it would be illuminating from the ac.

"The errands in the north will soon be over. We'll go on vacation when we get back."

"Vacation, is...?

"It's hot in this country. As serious as I thought I'd make it in the pool."

"... pu ru??

"Well, don't worry about it now"

You wouldn't even imagine it from AK.

In this country, where water bathing is the best luxury, putting precious water into the eye, swimming in it, etc. There's nothing productive about it, it's just getting temporary pleasure.

I don't drink, I don't grow any crops, I just consume tons of water, etc., which is a clear and futile extreme. From the inhabitants of this world, the very notion of swimming in water does not exist.

"Well, I'll get the job done first. See you at night."

"Yes."

Gently stroking Ac's golden hair, the Demon King heads to the Hot Springs Inn.

In front of the inn Yu greeted him with a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

"Good day, sir."

"Um, good luck. Is this the flower you were talking about?"

Red, yellow, purple or pink - brightly colored flowers are at your disposal.

It was a beautiful flower that seemed horrible to touch, and the Demon King was surprised by this too.

This man has absolutely nothing to do with flowers, but I can see that these flowers have an unusual beauty.

"This is more splendid than I thought... thanks"

"Yes… I repeated" Variety Improvement ”to please the Secretary"

"Well, isn't that a great hobby"

Yu laughs joyfully, and so does the Demon King's face.

From the Demon King, he would have been happy and helpless, such as Yu, who set up hell on earth to start such a cute hobby.

I'm going to say something extra.

"Especially if this purple is good - it has so much beauty that it trembles"

A flower in the head of a demon king is only typical of a tulip or something.

I didn't remember anything else like purple in the flower shop, so I kind of said it.

"Again, is that right -"

For some reason, Yu smiles with a full face when he hears it.

It was such a pity that when an immortal beauty smiled innocently, she was impressed with how cute she was going to be. Regardless, if you imagine what that “purple” came from, that smile would mean something else.

"Good hobby. It's like going on for long."

The Demon King's "it” was as if it were a prayer.

Getting it, those feelings of seriousness are communicated to them - they are communicated.

"Ha, ha! I would like to continue to invest in varietal improvement."

Yu joins hands and looks up at the Demon King from below.

If you just look at him, he doesn't even look like he's giving a bouquet of flowers to a long-awaited senior.

Yu is tall as a woman, but when he stood in front of this demon king on a boulder, his height difference was historical, and he was just two picturesque people in line.

"Okay, let's keep going. - I need someone from the hospital."

He gently slapped Yu on his shoulder as the demon king labored, and left the spot behind.

(Huh... kuh... ooh)

The leftover Yu was shaking for a while, but touched his touched shoulder many times, eventually bending his mouth crooked.

"A lot, ripped by those kids... I have to bloom. Purple was electricity and swelling."

Its eyes emitted a shitty light and an unexpected disastrous appearance of the person to be dressed in white. In the private room today, further varietal improvements must begin.

But there is no one to sympathize with, and no one to help. It is only a story that has returned to itself, suffering hundreds of millions of times as much as it did to the young girls.

The Demon King enters the Hot Springs Inn and enters the office behind the employee space. Tahara is already waiting there, and without greeting or locking, the opening is the best, the genius opens his mouth.

"Lord Secretary, isn't it time to make an inn?

"Hmm -"

The Demon King puts his long coat on the wall and sits on a luxurious chair full of genuine leather. There is a heavy desk in front of it, and the figure just looks like a dictator or a boss that binds a huge group of mafias.

"I guess it's about time I finished my first review, and I think it would be more efficient to cut it up and let it live nearby. The city of Kanto and Yaho will need to have publicity personnel."

"Right, I was just thinking so too"

The Demon King lights a cigarette with strict hands and looks up at the ceiling. Tahara takes out one plan on a piece of paper after another and gives a detailed list of how to advertise it in the big city.

It was sticky paper in a liquor store, something to make the bard laugh at in the square, and even included a proposal to show it to children in a paper play.

The costs and personnel required there, the number of accommodations needed from the quota of the number of people who would visit, their grade, the number of carriages to and from, etc. were noted, and the Demon King felt a severe dizziness in those figures.

"The area should be processed sequentially, if necessary. I'm pretty sure it's your call."

"Oh well...?

"You're taking a long way more than that."

"Because you're going to need at least two lanes. I thought it would be more convenient to separate the“ driveway ”through which the carriage passes and the sidewalk entirely by iron fence. I'm going to need an intersection in the future, so I'm going to plant a flag signal."

The Demon King secretly sweated cold at the modern sound of driveways and intersections.

The face says, "What the hell is this guy trying to make?" When the Demon King spewed out smoke, the door of the room was knocked and Kyung peered into his face.

He is a cute figure, with only Pyokon, Usa ears and half his face.

"Tahara-san, Piong told me she wanted more water buckets and barrels"

"Well, are we missing it? Wow, I'll ask the artisans for extra."

"Please...... Piong"

Usa ears pulled in and the door shut quietly.

The Demon King whines as if it were a "bucket of water -" The field compartment has only shaped wells and pulleys set there to pump water out, but the other compartments have water coming out of the spa inn and carrying it in buckets and barrels.

You can get as much clean water and water as you want.

It was unlikely in this world, but it was extremely inconvenient just because there was no water supply from the Demon King.

"Well, it's not a bad idea to install the Fountain of Recovery in a major part of the village."

"Huh ~"

To the words of the Demon King, Tahara whistles.

The Fountain of Recovery is one of the evolutionary bases, as is the field hospital. If you fight at that base, it will automatically restore the health of the installer.

For some reason palm trees and such grew around the fountain, and there was a tropical atmosphere, which seemed to suit this country hot all year round.

"My Lord Secretary, can you ask for anything else from the Healing Forest? The hospital is going to get flat if we keep going. That won't break the landscape, and I think it'll save you a lot of trouble."

"Well, if we get back from the north, we'll install it."

Hearing that, Tahara writes something on the map and goes with something like an annotation with a red pencil. Perhaps “something” must be spreading in the fields one after the other.

"At this minute, it will be one of the biggest spots where people gather from all over the continent, Na"

"Well, then we'll be one step closer to our purpose."

"It's going to be a capital, over and over. As you were aiming, the surrounding villages are making a scene. Sooner or later, our village will come and ask you to“ invade ”us."

"I don't have such an evil idea. I'm only thinking about getting a lot of money and a lot of reputation."

To hide his agitation, the Demon King gently strokes the flowers he receives. I would have gotten the money and tried to improve my reputation because at some point it was an act of aggression and, to quote, a construction plan for the new capital, etc., so if I had included something in my mouth, it would have blown out flashy.

But from Tahara, who knows what the flowers are, it's just the demon king himself who sips the blood of life and blooms the great circle of flowers.

"Kah! Well, that's good. Well, you can have a white dialogue in your mouth. What happened to the thickness of the skin on your face..."

Naturally, this is what happens to the reaction.

It's like reading all the chemical reactions, striking one hand at a time, and implanting one mine after another that can blow a hundred lights without the other being aware of it.

This doesn't even make me laugh, such as I don't have an evil idea.

"By the way, about a nobleman named Donna Donna..."

The Demon King puts the outline of the matter in his ear again and slowly breathes out smoke. The appearance seemed to be plotting something, and Tahara looked at it and mumbled.

Naturally, there are no shards of plotting against the Demon King. Because I'm noble I've never met.

"If you want Orgol, if you tell me, I sold him."

With it, the Demon King speaks as he thinks. But every circumstance so far doesn't make you take it as you say.

From the listening side, it's just a black joke.

"Ha ha! You're gonna pay for his mine, all of it?

Naturally, this is what happens to the reaction.

It's like putting a fishing rod on a plate, saying that I only did the bait if I wanted it so much, against the fish that hung on the bait.

From what I hear, it would only be a sarcasm of poor nature.

"Whatever, I'll deal with that nobility later. I have an idea."

"Ri ~ Ugh. I don't know if I need it, but Yo's compiling files about the guy named Donna Donna. I hear you're digging for roots and leaves."

"Hmm. Let's wait and see what happens."

The Demon King's conclusion is - postpone.

It must have been painful to think about it any more because my head was hooting. Well, at the point where the man's name was Donna Donna, I felt like he was going to be transported somewhere even if left alone. Normally, it was a really rude story.

"Hmm, I got it from Madam that I'm lining up over there... I just got the first batch back, but I hear a battle's already broken out. Sounds like a lot of sorting."

"Ho, isn't that an upscale slip"

The demon king takes the beautifully arranged jaws and paintings and crawls his sharp gaze.

Because the appearance only looks like a mafia boss, it was a real picture, but naturally this man has no aesthetic eyes or other shards.

"By the way, they're going to have five big gold coins. You said there were seven paintings."

"Ho, ho..."

After hearing it, the Demon King puts it on the floor with a careful hand. Gradually, the "Item File" shaped like a scroll was removed from the nostalgia and quickly stored in it.

I guess you thought it would be tough if you cracked or defiled it. The names in the file were "Adan's" and "Portrait of Baroness Drill".

There were other cashes lined up, but the Demon King deposits them all with Tahara. I thought I would use it much more effectively than I would use it. Afterwards, there will be a meeting with the store to open the store.

"Hmm - I have a little idea of the store. Let's pull some strings."

"The Secretary's number eighteen. I'll make you wait like you're on a big boat. If you say so already, you're chronically understaffed... blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I want to build an inn and keep my workforce under roots."

"I'll take care of that, too. You concentrate on the work of the village."

With that said, the Demon King rises and sits on the couch opposite Tahara. The crate was then removed from the item file and placed in front of Tahara. When I saw what looked like a gun sitting in it, Tahara's eyes glowed blue only for a moment.

"I found this in the northern labyrinth. What do you think of this guy?

"... guns, right"

Tahara takes the gun and closes his eyes.

"Hmm...? The name is SUN-F. Attack is 13. Energize the sunlight, shoot 16 rounds, so... huh?

"You're lower than I thought."

The Demon King muttered so, but he was heartily surprised at the part about energizing the sunlight. Such technology would not even be available in modern Japan.

That's the world of cartoons and comics.

"What the hell... do you mean firearms exist in this world?

"Not exactly, I guess. There's some secret in this world."

"Prehistoric civilization? If Cedar was around, it would be the Au Parts. I don't know what the fuss is, Na."

"I intend to continue my activities in the north for the time being, including around there. Continue, ask for the village"

The demon king rises and leaves the office behind.

Tahara looked at the gun with surprise eyes, but eventually the gun floated into the universe fluffy and rubbed its barrel against his face.

This man has a body that every firearm loves, no matter the world.

"Prehistoric civilization, huh? How far ahead are you... you're hard, you are! It's cold! No, get away from me!

Swayed by the accompanying gun, Tahara also hurried to throw the gun into different spaces.

He is a subordinate with some similarity.