Demon Lord Wants to Laze

"First compartment work completed, transported!

"Second compartment work completed, no transport in between!

"The third compartment is incomplete, resistance is fiercely difficult to navigate!

"Completing fourth compartment work, commencing conveyance work, transferring captors!

Suburbs of the city of Registria.

Outside the walls, the voices of the inflexible men echo as they break the silence of the dark night.

Tolkin was listening to the report without hiding his frustration.

"Turn the personnel of the first compartment toward the third! The captors have all been killed on the spot, give priority to transport operations!

He yells at his subordinates, biting his nails and rebuffing what has happened so far.

Those nails are also rattled with fear and haste and don't make you feel any calm.

hours before going back.

A newly appointed assistant consul came under Tolkin, who was enjoying an evening dinner.

It's important, please come to the office as soon as possible, and I told him with a faded face.

Absolutely, you should change this aide's firing too...

I was greatly upset when I was grounded in a precious time to forget the annoyance of my daily routine, but I stopped listening to reports or not.

The fangs of a rabid dog are back.

in unusual conditions.

I try to see if the crusade was possible, but not a single conversation.

Who makes bubbles in his mouth?

Perhaps they completely destroyed their personality.

A bitter look at the figure suddenly echoed a voice from the leader Dustin's mouth.

That was a strangely non-billy voice.

"Mm-hmm. Is this recorded? Oh, it's recorded. It's recorded.

Uh, Cohon. Excuse me for the sudden message, Baron.

My husband would like to tell His Excellency.

How dare you destroy our peace of mind this time?

You came at us unilaterally for good.

I'm sorry I lost my temper.

Fucking garbage worms like your Excellency don't look forward to it because I'm going to slice it into thin meat.

That's it.

Hope you continue to win well.

Sister Rita, I don't see a change of tea.

Oh, the replacement is in a new bag...... wait a minute?.

Rattling.

Butun. "

I thought what the hell was this joke?

But after that, whatever you ask, you won't get the answer back.

Just in case I let you do some healing magic, but you never show any signs of getting better.

At first I thought it was a handful of jokes, but there's no need or benefit to doing so far in mind.

The moment I thought so, a tremor struck me from the bottom of my body.

That mysterious message is real.

The strongest bills are not the earliest to use.

That guy says he's gonna cut me to pieces... ru!

It has been fast since my thoughts got there by then.

Full force build-up in the neighborhood.

Packaging of accumulated movable property, ready for transfer.

Arrangements for carriages for transport.

And to this day.

I can't stay here because I've been blinded by such a monster.

Have them hide in the center with whatever wealth they can.

And he builds up his strength again, and he comes back here in full swing.

Then he shall destroy the demon king, and he shall have the forest of abundance.

To tell the truth, I want to get out of here right now, but I can't just run away.

We have to collect a little more money for the future.

I gathered everything I could move at my disposal.

All you have to do is "retrieve" the stuff from the guys who were making rough money with me.

It's my arm and my power, and it's the money of fat people.

It's only natural that it belongs to me.

Other than that, they should have been able to live indirectly because of me.

"recovered" factions and other irrelevant.

Well, in a nutshell.

Give me your money without a mess.

is.

The more time passes, the more resistance seems to have intensified, the third compartment that has fallen behind, etc., the work has not progressed more than expected.

I may not be able to help because it's an area with a lot of my breathless people, like mercenaries and vagabonds.

But that will be over soon, too.

Once the collection is complete, they are supposed to set fire to all parts of the city.

After you've escaped, you can hustle and tell that the Demon King did it all.

No problem if you add some money to the rumor.

In the first place, the tragedy in front of this, the looting play, the beheading and the arson would all be the fault of the Demon King.

Because it wouldn't have happened if he hadn't threatened me.

Humans. Everyone panics once, it becomes difficult to make a decent decision.

He was one of them, and now he was just in the middle of an outrage.

If you calculated "only birth" in the future, maybe it's not a bad hand.

But there is one fatal problem with this means. It's

I can't escape the Demon King.

"Yes, yes, I'm in the way. Get out of the way."

Dogon! Doon!

"Step aside, Ningens. Ah, don't flock anymore, you creep."

Do-o-o-on! Duhhhhh!

There was a sudden commotion some distance away.

Half the soldiers were placed around for escorts, but there appeared two young men and winged women.

That's as if it came down from the sky and gushed.

The two come this way as they walk through a deserted field, grinding away the soldiers.

Tolkin is convinced.

Finally, the demon king arrived.

And knowing that I wasn't ready in time, biting my teeth.

Thus in the middle of the night escape, the night of despair began.