Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Maura the 3rd

Lesson 41: Changes in the Situation

Chris called me to the office.

I hear you have some business to attend to, but it stinks.

I was wondering what it was like to cut your precious time with Cindy.

If this isn't going down, I'm going to make that son of a bitch a gutter.

"Thank you, Lord, for coming today"

"Ouch. What can I do for you?"

"I hear you went to the frozen lake the other day."

"No, I didn't go that far back. By the fountain."

"Is it Master Left? Well, it doesn't matter either way."

"Hey, what imitation is that hand?

Chris offered me both hands.

To the point where it is even more delicate, repeat holding hands and opening them.

"If they had gone all the way to the land, they would naturally have gotten Twa grapes. That is a very good one. I received a room as an information fee..."

"You mean the fruit. Mm-hmm. I just met the Spirit and listened."

"What... is that... oh!?

Chris' disappointment was sobering.

I broke my knees first, laid my hands on them, and then lay (f) down on the ground.

Then the outer skin and skeleton became unwacky and unwacky creatures.

If I arranged the water spirits next to each other, they would be two melons.

The thickness and gloss don't look bad either.

"Damn, I can take care of you"

The unopened sugar bag was barely opened and poured over the liquid.

Then it's stirring.

I'm serious enough.

Then what do you think?

Didn't a bloodier consul show up in front of you earlier?

... Why not.

"Excuse me. I was so shocked that I lost my identity in the detour."

"Right. That's not a metaphor."

"Well, let me tell you something…"

"Don't get serious with this flow."

A map was spread over a cup of tabletop.

It's a big one describing the whole continent.

Shiny nails pointed to Prinisia.

"Reports have been received from people at the border. Looks like we got reinforcements from the Gran side to Plenicia."

"Reinforcements. That's a thousand or two, but I'm not scared."

"There is little reinforcement of the soldiers themselves this time. The latest weapon has been sent instead. As always, we can't always win."

"A weapon? What kind of stuff is that?

"I'm sorry. Details are unknown. Because people who see things aren't bright enough for cutting-edge technology."

"Oh well. Well, there's no choice."

"The only specific words were that it was like an iron carriage,"

That's not usually a hint.

With more power than Black Iron Soldiers, carriage hey.

I don't know if I'll come with a pin, but should I just be vigilant?

"Then what am I supposed to do? You're not telling me to come ahead and take control of Plenicia, are you?

"No way. It would be very helpful if you could destroy me, but you just can't."

"That's right, Ah-ha."

"I managed to infiltrate and sabotage..."

"You're kidding me, you son of a bitch"

"Oh, can't you? I think I'll just have to go daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-da

"Don't make plans with phonetic sounds. So you don't have a muscle in you, do you?

"Discover. That's great."

"Right. Are you tired of living?"

Whatever the destruction itself, it seemed impossible to infiltrate and leave.

I don't mind if the weapon and the dogs are haribote or hazy, but the more clumsy they are, the more dangerous the infiltrator is.

Ashley can cover it up with secrets, but he can't leave the woods.

In other words, scratch, destroy and safely evacuate numerous security nets on your own.

... You'll never make it.

"Let me talk to you. What is the neck"

"There's no consultation, no shit. You'll be found and destroyed for sure. Your demon king's gonna die, isn't he?

"So that's in Gusher, Ballyburied"

"That sounded different earlier."

"Hmm. So, something light...... is it possible with a specialist?

"I am, though. There's no one who specializes in infiltration..."

That's when the hallway got noisy.

Some butterflies and a run.

There's also a set of voices to stop the guards.

Without healing, the office door was opened.

There's a young man there, about twenty years old, who made him wear only clothes.

The two guards are grabbing on, but not even freaking out like stone statues.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Alan. Dana the Demon King, hire me!

"What the hell, you. We're taking it in."

"Because Dana can only sell in when she's in the register, and this is how I let her get in the way. Why don't you hire me?

"Well, well, just go home"

"I can't get along. Even if it looks like this, it's gonna help, right? Arthur and the others hired me, too."

"What are you. You know Arthur or Mia?

I think I heard that name every now and again in Arthur's conversation with Mia.

You think it was just for my brother as a homeless kid?

"You finally ate me, didn't you? I've been feeding them till now. You can stick your neck in the rough, infiltrate the mansion and fix your problems!

"Ho, infiltration? I'd like to know more about Alan."

Chris' eyes glow like a cat at night.

You bastard... show up at the worst possible time.

If the mission is accomplished, be prepared because I will drag you around a dead place called Dead Place.