Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Two, sixty-six. Love for all.

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 66: Love for All

As soon as I became queen, I got very busy.

They rarely show me the paperwork, show my face in various places, and make me remember my name and terrain.

Not only that, but I even needed to deal with the visitors.

Honestly, I want another body.

"Dear Sylvia, today is the last of the following"

"Enough is enough. Let's turn it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow we have another case tomorrow, so let's get this done today"

"Oh, I want to rest my heart..."

Administration, talks, administration, talks.

Only eat bread while you're on the move and meet the head of the facility.

I thought it was stupid.

I didn't hear you were so busy.

"Looks like you're tired, but good luck with another job"

"Yeah, yeah. It's okay, 'cause I just changed my mind."

"That's above all. Now, I'm going to meet a diplomat from a Grania country called Istiana."

"You're a country that doesn't ask. Where is it?

"On the eastern edge of the continent, the border is only Grania and the coastline."

Um, I don't know.

Maybe it's not really the kind of country that goes on the table stage.

They call it a lonely island on land.

"Though it will soon be engraved. Dear Sylvia, don't be short tempered."

"Don't be angry, okay? I'll be careful. Are you a bad person?

"Let's see. It's such a national pattern that you inherited only the negative parts of the Gran, like you were lost a hundred years ago."

Oh... I lost my temper to meet you at the last reputation.

No, well, I'll do it right.

When I walked into the reception room, someone from Istiana was already waiting inside.

He looks at the decorated dishes and touches them with his fingertips, and wipes his fingers with a handkerchief.

You sure don't feel good.

"My apostle, thank you for waiting. My name is Chris, the consul."

"Uh, nice to meet you. My name is Sylvia......"

"Hmm. I thought it was country, but I didn't know it was so ugly. Stinky and hostile."

"Smells? I wonder"

"There's the stench of something cheap. I don't think you know what it's like to be missed."

Someone named a diplomat sent a meaningful gaze.

What I once was, a young man, kept bathing all alone.

A mixed mix of complex emotions, and abandoned all of the good emotions, eyes that were just demeaning.

That slowly shot me in both eyes.

Like a wild animal that has found its prey, with a guillary glow.

"Your Emissary. You don't seem to be feeling very well. Why don't you take a break in the separate room for a while?

"I refuse. I am not willing to stay in such a muddy and painful place"

"… so let's get down to business. What can I do for you today?

"Don't you understand if you say so? I heard you were a wise man, but are you talking on a barbarian level?"

"Can I help you?"

"Needless to say, take charge of the beast man and others to the king. Is there a country that allows it! That's it for the diagram!

"The forgiving country, but before this..."

"Don't let the filthy beast open its mouth!

Even spit flies a curse that seems to fly.

I don't know what you're mad about, but that's enough.

I'll leave this to my uncle.

You're going to be stubborn when I talk.

"Look, this is a declaration of war. Both Prinisia and the Grania Empire are angry. I've eaten the Grand Prix, I've served the Beast Man."

"Well, that's"

"Do you know what this means? Three countries alone will gather more than 10,000 troops. How far can less than a thousand registrars fight?

"I see, I see"

"My Istiana is ahead of the line. Let's take your wealth, your territory, your women, your history, your culture! Not one chili left, everything!

My spine is getting cold.

"The beast kid there won't let you die easily! After I let the slaves scatter me, I'll kill you with a wrinkle of torture!

"That's enough, please pick it up"

My uncle salarily recieved intense intimidation like a carnivore.

I feel like the conversation isn't engaging because of it.

That's probably because of the temperature difference.

There is a difference between a child who wants to play and a tired adult.

"How long will you have that leeway too? I see the bravery of Emperor Arnault as ignorance of Her Majesty Queen Ellis' strategy. Look, I'll tell you what I know."

Pick it up.

"... hun, well good. Apologize and I won't listen to you!

- Batang!

Dust dances through the cluttered closed door.

You just called out and left.

Whether I was poisoned or tired of shouting, I didn't feel like moving for a while.

"Hey, uncle"

"What is it"

"What was that?

"Right. It's accurate to compare a cheap bait with a small fish."

Yeah, I don't know.

Please chew it up and talk to me soon.

"You made a request from me to Plenicia the other day. If any country is likely to rebel about this reign, I want you to fan..."

"But now people, Grania and Plenicia are attacking."

"Of course it's bullshit. Inside, we've already got approval from both countries, so it's impossible for both countries to attack."

"Right, you got a lot of celebratory stuff from Mr. Arnault and Mr. Ellis, didn't you? That's why I thought it was weird."

"If it was something thoughtful or cautious, you would have done an investigation. There seems to be a lot of haste in his country."

My uncle answered quietly and clearly.

With enough cookies stuffed in my mouth.

I guess it's just futile to wonder why the words aren't disturbed.

"It's the result of training," he says.

"My uncle asked me to, but why did you do that?

"One is the broiling of the rebels. The other is to let you know that the current Registry is also a powerful country."

"I know the first, but what does the second mean?

"It's very dangerous for countries to think it's weakened. Once you are insulted, you will just become non-cooperative, or you will be stripped of your fangs. The more remote countries in particular, the more pronounced that attitude will be"

I mean, I'm willing to sacrifice Istiana.

For the stability of our country, to the sacrifice to show strength.

I can feel you cheating, but I also didn't like to leave that vivid discriminationism behind.

"Even if you're at war, the soldiers are tired, aren't they? The sun has been shallow since the previous battle. You want Corona or something to help you?

"Ooh, ooh. You still don't understand. How loved by the people."

That's what my uncle said, he put paper on the table and wrote the letters with him.

As it flows sluggishly.

When I finished writing, I rang the ringing bell at hand.

People will be here soon.

"Make an urgent announcement. The contents are on paper."

"Yes, sir."

"Uncle, what are you doing now?

"Please wait and you'll see. Until then, enjoy the sweetness."

Tea began to be prepared at the table this time.

Tea treats are butter cookies, lots of anchovies and raw cream.

My uncle puts them on a pile of cookies and carries them to his mouth without overflowing.

It's full of art or cursive level eating.

I had heartburn just watching, so I kept drinking only sugar-free tea.

Whoa, whoa!

After a while, I heard a cry from the side of the street.

Surprisingly, I almost accidentally drop the cup.

"Hmm, here we go."

"Uncle. What did you let everyone know?

"I didn't write a little difficult story. Only that Master Sylvia was directed to death by the men of Istiana."

"What announces it..."

"Ow, ow, ow!!

The cry keeps swelling.

That's enough to make me want to block my ears to that size.

"Istiana, don't perish!

"To our queen! Never forgive me!

"I'll do it! Punish them!

Shredded.

Don't perish.

Such a great chorus engulfed the city.

Looks like there's a lot of noise going on everywhere.

"What do you think? The love of the people who do not take a streak of war for nothing."

"It's heavy."

"But it's better than being hated, right?

"That's right, but come on"

My imaginary way of being loved and the status quo is a great separation.

Somehow, I said to a strange girl, "Joao, I'll give it to you!" What a way to get familiar, like getting a tampon.

Like smashing such pale hopes, the wild cry resonated greatly.

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Don't perish.

Mr. Ali.

You think those voices kept getting screamed all night?

I know how you feel so painfully, so sleep properly at night.