Demon Noble Girl ~Story of a Careless Demon~

I, Eurcia, defeated Silbertal to become queen in the world of men and to be worshipped as a goddess.

Decades or hundreds of years from now we will be at war with the demonic lords of the demon kingdom, but now maybe we can relax.... I can't believe it, but the queen is busy showing off.

There are hiccups and sightings from the surrounding countries, most of them throwing round Noah and Rose, but still they won't return until they show their faces, and I'm afraid that the country will be in a hell of a state at some point if I leave it all to the biological demons.

That's why I don't really care if I frequently go back to my parents' house to distract them from reality.

Even when they are worshipped as goddesses, the faithful are all hairy men or women with thin breasts, so honestly I'm afraid of their faces because the demands they ask for are quite true or they are prayed for with glaring eyes that are stuffed with cuts.

That's why I decided to exude stress by sneaking out the eyes of my squire because I had acquired power (physics) beyond God.

Though I have gained various attributes, my basics are [Demon (Devil)], who travels through numerous worlds in numerous dimensions to gather souls, not delightful criminals who make noise......

Well, 90% of high-ranking beings are delightful people, so if you give them a proper good reaction, they'll be happy to go home, so give it a try when you get a chance.

Like that, when I popped out into the right dimension with a feeling like pulling a scratch, I felt signs of a “demon” from a certain direction.

But a little different? What is different from Satan, our spiritual life-form? (ambiguous)

I and my servants have bodies in three dimensions, but the basics are mental bodies, parasitic, or “dependent" with three-dimensional matter at their core.

But the signs of “demons” I felt from that direction were closer to the material world, or biological species, existentially closer to demons like me, but something more... yes, I felt 'vivid'.

So I tentatively called that being a 'raw demon' and decided to interrupt that 'otherworldly' to see what that interested being was.

The world that descended was one that resembled the Earth's "Japan”.

... you mean Earth? No, no, not at all. Somehow, the "air” is different, and it smells like showa at any rate.

It's a time when there's TV, there's a phone, but there's no information device you can carry.

In such a place, if you were walking like a mid ten Patsukingosloli girl, it would be a conspicuous undertaking. So I decided to delude my employees with a cold mask and sunglasses, which I was making them wonder if this would happen.

... My suspicions are exploding. But when I exposed my face, the faint man would lose his soul, so it was better than none.

The signs of 'raw demons' in the example are not one and the same. I mean, there are tens of thousands of these. Most of them seem to be pretending to be people, but they aren't subtly hiding because of the cruelty that is the devil's sex.

If our employees do the same, they'll be turning to the department that removes the tiny prawns and crabs mixed with dried walnuts in a pinset for three years.

Regardless of the fact that such a very small shrimp crab can also be packed and sold for a pretty good price or something, I found two boys with a strange presence in this world.

Somehow an eye-catching pair. If it's a story, is it a place called the protagonist and his partner?

A boy who looks like a weak high school boy and a beautiful boy with a dangerous eye.

The beautiful boy has a hunting gun or something under his trench coat, which is probably not the same as Japan I know after all because he normally drives an automobile.

The two of them drove around, so I start stalking too. On foot.

Demons are also health first. Made of fresh souls and fine walnuts to pick in the morning, there's no reason for my body to follow the automobile on foot.

But the two boys went unhealthily into a clubbing place. It is not a club of clubs, but an array of young adults drinking and dancing around.

I shouldn't do this. It's still early for a seriously sickly boy. So when I was soaring to decide that there was no "one shot" in my mood for each of the buildings, the beautiful boy was more annoyed by the people around him at the beginning of the violence.

They need to 'lose reason to summon the devil' for everything.

... Are you also a high school student and have a second illness?

I had no choice, so I snuck in and stepped on the heels of a beautiful boy who was stuck.

When I noticed, the weak boy became "the devil" and everyone was corny around him.

Oh, cool. I honestly admire the design that feels like an orthodox demon. The next time I train a demon, I'll imitate it.

The weak boy returned to the human form and began to look for the cook two beautiful boys, so I too rushed to hide, and the weak boy held the worn out cook two beautiful boys, leaving me and not dying, crying in a targeted way.

Oh, I'm sorry... I think I stepped too far.

Apparently, the purpose of the two is to protect humanity by demonizing people while leaving their egos behind in order to counter the demons that are hiding.

What a splendid reason...... I get a little ashamed of myself for just being a hit and being a demon and still picking up and eating the souls of the wild killers I've duly pruned. But I can't stop. 'Cause it's not about appetite. Picking and eating souls, Umar.

But I guess I could have left myself, but the weak boy started wearing a flashy t-shirt with "A” in red lettering on the primary color bright yellow because of his increased violence.

Such a feeble boy stares at the dangerous sight of a chef Ermei boy who has failed to demonize him in love. Shit.

In the meantime, I decided to tentatively refer to the weak boy as the 'A boy'.

A few days later, an A boy was pinching in a slightly gazed gap.

I don't stalk them every day either. He was sitting in a shrine, giving salvation to people whose bodies were "thin," and doing an important job of getting “offerings” such as rice noodles and dough.

Arriving at the scene with an unhuggable spa bun, the A boy was battling an eclectic sister demon, winged from his head.

Yeah, it's horny. You can fight decently in a healthy one-way A boy. I can magically put a little strength in my right hand to try to lend you a hand if I have to.... maybe a little too much in there and the mountain will disappear, but it's unfounded but probably fine. Probably.

While I was thrilled to see if I was really okay with shooting this magic, I was over with an A-boy victory. Good. Even a hard win is a win.

Chef Two Fallen Beautiful boy was picking up the arm of a thousand chopped A boys and sticking it together. The sight of a chef two fallen beautiful boy staring at a fainted a boy sucks.

... Can we see a scene that shouldn't stay like this? I don't have a hobby for that hand, but if I videotape it, I might be able to sell it to my aristocratic children for a high price.

... there was nothing.

Apparently, the demons that were hiding everywhere started rumbling, and there's a “demon hunt” that's not a “witch hunt” among humans.

You have the guts. What would you do if you were a real demon?

But they can't fight or kill people to be the devil who left people's egos behind.... Oh, that? I also leave people self but I feel like I was fucking them laughing normally......

Oh, I don't care about that. The problem is with the world over here.

Apparently, the A-boy gathers together those who left such a self to build an army against the demons.

Then a little while later, there was some misfortune around the A boy, but I'm fine.

Two kinds of demons were fighting the world in two.

What a surprise, it turns out that nasty cook two fallen beautiful boys were the Devil's best balls.

What a nasty Chef Two Fallen Beautiful Boy was doing all sorts of things to save the 'Raw Devil' abandoned by God.

... Really, God is selfish.

I hadn't seen much of it either because I was crushing nuclear weapons around the world, but there seems to be very little decent mankind left.

... maybe I've shredded mankind's power?

But if they use nuclear, they won't be able to catch seafood offshore.

The seafood I summon is summoned from the oceans of every age in every world, so the contaminated stuff doesn't become a commodity, so I'm in trouble. (True)

After a while, if I had squashed my time by sprinkling dried walnuts as fish bait on an isolated island in the South Sea, apparently the demons' battle would be over.

... They're almost all gone, aren't they?

Something's wrong with winged, nasty kitchen two. Beautiful boy talks a lot to an A boy just for his upper body. Me staring at it from afar at the taco sulme.

Then came down from above the sky, like a sparkling god.

Huh... you're where you are. A real looking god.

Oh, shit. God found me on the edge if I was appropriate.

I have no choice but to instantly move, turn behind that god and snap my neck as I decide on a chalk sleeper. I'm confident that if you decide to “break” me now, whether I have an entity or not, I can even break the octopus bone.

But that made a hole in God's line. This is bad.

Even though the gods came down dressed up because of it, this makes my mind heavier from the heavy duty of not dressing up and making fun of them.

So instead of God I broke that neck, I glowed about its position.

Phew... I managed to mislead him.

Humanity in this world has almost disappeared.

I didn't get awkward from that place and run, but... I didn't get awkward and run, but I stand alone on the coastline and think seriously about where this world is going.

For once, using the power of the Spirit King, dead souls circulate to the world after a little picking and eating. But no man can give birth without humanity as a species.

But a number of figures emerged from the ocean to encourage me to think about it.

Ubo......

Oh, my God, those were the dried walruses I was sprinkling in the ocean.

Was this how Silvertal felt when he played the world...

Linked to their circulating souls, the walnuts who became new humans slapped their chests to inspire themselves to 'leave this world to us' and went back to the sea.

Seeing that, I decided to go home to Atra, my world, in peace.

... I didn't get awkward and run away.

"... Lord, where have you been?

"A little to the other world, to regenerate the world..."

I turned a quiet blind eye to two deacons, Noah and Gears, who dared to intimidate me with paperwork.