Demon Lord Wants to Laze

3-60, counterattack under water.

A young man named Growe loves chess.

Not good at skill.

It is always undefeated, even though it is.

That, of course, was because, instead of being beneficial in beating him, if he was in a bad mood, he would suffer the worry of the annihilation of the clan.

The nascent Gran Empire, the first emperor Glow.

Nothing fearless of its immense power exists as one under his control.

"How is Plenicia?"

Growe asked quietly.

Everyone was reluctant to raise a report that was not fragrant, but the prime minister was pushed slightly back and was to stand on the arrow.

"I'm afraid I do. Instead of rewarding His Majesty, the men of this land spit upon the heavens and even follow the path of self-destruction."

Hearing the words, Growe proceeded with the hand of the plate.

This time it's not the opposite station.

I don't see anyone to challenge, so it is common for me to hit one or two characters.

The Chancellor wondered that he had not replied and gave him a slight head lowered.

Seeing with his eyes that the Lord remains smiling, he relieves himself small.

Don't let anyone understand, of course.

"Is the example still incomplete?"

I changed the subject and again I had a lower question.

At that moment something cold runs in the prime minister's belly.

Being the chief officer, he was forced to cross a more dangerous line.

"There is currently a completion. If you've had a respite for a while now, you must...!

"Hurry up. We must not tolerate the lawlessness of outsiders any more."

"Ha ha! I will dare you on an insomnia break"

Somehow the Chancellor was pardoned.

Cold sweat conveys cheeks.

But I didn't wipe it.

Because I don't know what to buy anger for hanging up.

- What kind of mouth says "out-of-the-way"?

A lot of ministers on the spot would have thought.

Anyway, this young emperor, his appearance hasn't changed in decades.

The Chancellor's man is also fifty years old, but he serves the first emperor more than he did when he was an apprentice.

How is the difference between him plugged into an old man and a man sitting on the throne?

Wrinkle-free skin.

Rich, glossy hair.

Clear and clear voice.

I can't feel any old age on them.

On the contrary, if it is true history, the emperor is well over 100 years old.

Everyone is wondering about this.

And some said in the shadows, He is like a subhuman; and some said, He hath made an alteration unto thee.

Numerous speculations have flown, but the truth is not known and is over.

Whatever the prying, we just talked about the secrets of birth, because they neglect to disappear from the world.

And when the truth spread, they held their mouths together.

"Prime Minister, I asked for you! With your weapons, the liberation of the continent will be swift."

"General…. Give up your place."

"Your Majesty! At dawn when the Aerial Fortress is cleared, please be ahead of me..."

At that moment, a sharp, tall sound sounded.

The ministers see the throne in unison.

Then the chess version was crushed on both the pedestals.

And the face of the Emperor Grow.

You look like you're smiling, but those eyes are horribly cold.

Everyone took more distance than the General's man, as he refused to wind up.

Having grasped things late, he panicked and knelt on the spot, begging for forgiveness.

"Also, I'm sorry! It was frivolous!

"... I don't know where the ears and eyes of other countries are. Beware what you say and do."

"Ha ha! I'll carve it in my skeleton!

"Failure should be rewarded by results. Are you ready for that?

"... Ha! Tell me what it is!

"The fools occupying the West are hiding something interesting. They say 'Fat Ancient God of Destruction' for everything. Unleash the seal and turn your attention to them."

"I understand! Now, the enemy is a difficult opponent to insult even with a soldier. Let me lend you the National Army."

"You don't need to take a lot of people. Come with a handful of the heartless. The enemy is already proud, and it's not uncommon to leave the territory in total."

"I understand the commission! Please wait for the good news!

The General leaves with exasperation.

He thinks it's an opportunity to turn away from the predicament, to set up a handle, and to be born.

But we're the only ones who think so.

Everyone in the line of ministers dropped off 'It's a soldier going to die'.

Because the Demon King's Army, which has so much power, has no hassle in taking any measures.

When it comes to the emperor, he doesn't seem particularly concerned.

Speaking of what I ordered after that, with a constant smile, I merely prepared a replacement chessboard and pedestal.