Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"So, you're falling east of this, right? I think I'm about to break it."

"You can hold it to the foot of the Spiritual Mountain. That's about all I see and make. I was just a little quick to peel my money off, and I was just shocked by it. - Don't be ridiculous! The power of gold! Don't be ridiculous!!"

"Yes, no, even if I'm pressed... BE, I'm not making fun of you..."

Shaw was approaching Salman the Fist Emperor with a genuine look.

The interior of the golden ship, which was scattered until just now, is also settling a lot.

As we approached the foot, this arrangement became sloppy, so the velocity dropped, and the irregularities on the slopes were much quieter.

The golden ship descends while renting the twin water icing ceremonies again, feeling that the rest can be reached.

"- So, what are we gonna do after we get down east? The Mooseg Army's main unit just pushed through well, but if we go straight east, we'll have the mainland of the Mooseg Kingdom. There will be some near-field Nymuseg allies..."

Shortly after Salman said so himself, he was adding words as he remembered.

"- No, some forces are separated from the" Three Kingdoms ". But the Three Kingdoms are even deeper into the Mooseg... what's next to each other..."

"Besides, even though each of the Three Kingdoms is independent of the Mooseg, I have driven the Demon King to war in a somewhat forceful way in the past, causing him to die in quotes. There is also the geographical problem of being adjacent across the plain with the Mooseg, but more importantly, there is a past of dyed hands on something similar to the Demon King hunt, which is a necklace."

In response to Salman's words, Shaw was trying to add.

That's a flippant, serious look.

"Mmm......, all directions look alike, but it turns out the east is pretty messy in the east. - Are you some decent toko..."

Salman exhaled loudly like he had lost his mind around.

The other demon kings are roaring at each other with a thoughtful look on their face.

Shaw, who watched the situation, naturally had his own 'testimony' as the party who decided to flee to the east, but first left it to other demon kings to come up with their opinions, turning to the side of inquisitiveness.

If, after that inquisition, I had a better idea than what I thought, I would also choose it without getting lost.

"You basically can't be alarmed by a nation involved in a war, can you? If things get worse, I'm going to say," Give me some help. "I'd rather 'lend it to you', but as soon as I said no, I turned it into 'give it to me' and went back to shaking it out again, something I hate to predict but that's actually going to happen.

- I wonder if you could at least get me a decent body of business. "

Fu, Lilium (Flame Emperor) was joining the story as she scratched up her red hair.

He seems to have woken up a lot of drunkenness, and his voice is flustered.

Such Lilium's words were mixed with the sound of accepting that he was the Demon King himself.

To be precise, it is a far-fetched suggestion that 'you may not escape the battle'.

It is an unacceptable fact, but on the other hand its objective view was rational.

Whether we squeeze our own waste or not, Lettere, the Demon King, will not disappear.

Ultimately, when it comes down to it, it may be necessary to make this power as Demon King a consideration as well.

To gain a 'place' where demons' hands from outside are blocked (whispered).

At the very least, it is a condition sought by the demon kings that if they are there they will not be exposed to a unilateral robbery of life.

The ideal, of course, is to find a place where you don't fight, where you don't risk death, and where you can let yourself live in peace and fulfill your wishes, but that is too dreamy in the present circumstances.

To be confused by such a dreamy desire, it would be more likely to survive if you kept a firm and objective view of your standing without colored glasses than to be confused by yourself and hit poorly at the quote.

In that regard, Lilium was sensible.

……

Lilium's words disperse empty desires from behind the brains of other demon kings. At once we are drawn back to a brutal reality.

From the demon kings who were about to lean on their somewhat unfounded aspirations like that, Lilium's words could have been as the devil's spear.

The comfortable escape of the mind was shot through by its spear.

Still, it was Lilium's sensible language that was right in this situation.

If the 'anticipation' sees at all the brilliance of possibilities, it is still true that the 'dream', which is only a convenient aspiration, was close to evil at this time in the sense that it would increase the likelihood of endangering the lives of all twenty-two.

"Well, it's still better to deal than to be threatened."

Salman guesses exactly what Lilium implies and endorses it while accepting it.

"Instead of using the name of the state to block the hands of demons from the outside world, lend me that power when you need it - is it reasonable that this area could be drawn from the state side? - In the end, helping while you're being helped is the biggest result you'll ever need."

"Right."

If you don't betray me.

If a nation truly penetrates that word is its opponent, then that would be the best.

Lilium wanted to add that, but she sensed that even her own words just contained heavy meanings, and she decided to weigh herself in, wondering if it was morally counterproductive to make her any more pessimistic.

Instead, shrugging his shoulders, he spins words sarcastically across the world.

"- I don't know if there's a nation that can say something as stupid as' If you don't want to fight something else, you don't have to. I can't even tell a lie these days. Glitch your eyes before you talk."

"Not at all. Lots of stuff."

"Especially the moozeg. It depends on the woman over there, the woman over here, the allowance."

Salman smiled back in bitterness at Lilium's analogy.

Then,

"... well, not much time"

I say, looking out the window.

The view outside, visible through the window, was gradually becoming clearer.

It's slowing down.

"Saloo, I may not slip anymore -" "Saloo"

The twins, who were exercising the procedure while riding themselves out the window, were turning their long blue and silver hair in the same motion and looking back at Salman.

"Hey, stop calling me that"

"Because, Saloo," "Saloo, Saloo,"

"... ha"

Salman sighs again without having the strength to be angry on the spot.

I was going to scold him later, but first I thought I'd have to decide where to go first before this ship stopped, so I shredded my preaching thoughts on the twins.

Then again, each of them began to think about where they were going, and Shaw finally turned to the side of his opinion, inside.

- Is it about time?

and floated.

Without a particular opinion on this, the propulsion of ships is also losing power.

Then he was about to open his mouth, saying it was time to launch his own opinion.

But there, an unexpected person pinches his mouth.

Merea, who seemed most oblivious to the world, was pounding her neck in suppression of whimpering.

In Merea's memory, there was only one name for a country that was concerned.

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"If you have trouble getting where you're going, go first for the Kingdom of Lemuse"

In Merea's memory, such words emitted a faint light.

Heavenly Dragon Kurtista Hence the story heard, but it seems Flander said so.

- I guess I knew I'd be certified as the Demon King.

I guess that's why I left those words behind.

In that regard, Merea was convinced.

It also seemed unquestionable because it was something that had actually gone through a situation like that earlier.

Anyway, Merea remembered those words, so she decided never to say her intentions.

"Hey, how about" The Kingdom of Lemuse "?

The demon kings haunt Melea's words.

"Speaking of which, you had a country like that," he sharpened his expression, as if he remembered what he had forgotten.

But soon, a shade shades their faces.

Almost at the same time, the expression of most demon kings clouded.

"Uh......, Remusse? Lemuse is... tight. No, it's better than completely unlikely at this time."

Merea's first voice to the question was spun from Salman's mouth.

"Indeed, until a while ago, it was a 'foolish and sweet country' about to anonymous (Kakuma) the demon king who had fled. - But that's what it used to be. I hear King Remusse is terrible right now."

"Terrible?"

Melea snaps her neck.

"Oh. I'm not that excited about the East either, but I hear a lot about how even I suck at King Remusse's political skill right now. Rumor has it that he's finally trying to get under Mooseg's door. Rumor is, around the time that rumors like that come up in the first place, I just want you to guess what's going on with Lemuse right now."

"But are you still alive, Remusee?"

"It's too much. I mean, I'm dying."

We sighed together, as we agreed with Salman's words.

When Merea saw their reaction, she floated to her heart, "I knew it wouldn't work," but, uh, there was a voice in it trying to push Merea's proposal back.

"But if you don't have anywhere else to go, it might be a good idea to head to Lemuse first"

It was Mariza.

He has a crisp voice with his hands on his knees, spines pinned, and no appearance of cowering (scowling) at returning a different reaction from the other demon kings.

"Lemuse is south of Mouseg, and shallower than the Three Kingdoms. A big detour might also help you escape the demon hand of Mooseg. Also, if you go into Lemuse and 'this doesn't look like it's going to work', you can also take a way through Lemuse and lurk in the back trinity. For one thing ahead, Remusee still remains faintly hopeful, and isn't it appropriate?

- And at least if you're a Remusee now, even if you've been working tyranny about 'Give Me Your Power' - because I think I can crush it. Unlike Mooseg, there is room to resist, which would be a good reason for us to make a choice. It'll suck, but it'll buy you time. "

Marisa's clear voice pierced through the precipitated air.

The shivering voices of Marisa, such as "Well, the best reason is at the end..." and "I can see this maid..." were pounding.

Next, Shaw spun the words to further back those Marisa words.

In the end, besides all the destinations Shaw himself had in mind, it was also a boost because he didn't have those nasty proposals.

"I feel quite possibilities for Remusee, though. I can't say for sure that it contains no aspirations at all there, but - it's still better. It is possible that you will accept the Demon King more than a nation that is still actively coming hunting for him. The old story that it used to be, compared to a nation that doesn't even have it, will also be a basis for choice. - Barely."

In fact, it is undeniable that the choice was erasure.

So Shaw himself, on the summit of Spiritual Mountain, sent a grin of irony at his choice, but on the other hand he didn't even think that choice was a mistake.

This is better than some other options. I did make a decision, but it is also a choice.

That's why Shaw was going to put it in his mouth if Merea hadn't told him about Remusse.

As a result, Merea said earlier, so now she's turning to that supporter.

I don't know if Marisa had that intention either, but Shaw was still expecting that maybe she was trying to discourage the divergence of opinions from arising here.

"Right - right. Outreach. That's not bad either. As the Golden Deceased put it, there is also, once and for all, the merit of the past. It's not like you can't expect anything at all. Marisa's story about how she might be able to resist if she had to."

After Salman showed him a trick to think about for a few seconds, he was showing a snort.

And soon, add an acting gesture and continue like a joke.

"- Damn, I wonder if the king will change, whether it's a revolution or a royal coup while we're on our way to Lemuse. Best if you come back to the old Lemuse at last."

"Pretty convenient forecast, Salman"

Lilium says with a smiley face.

"But home affairs are breaking down, huh? It wouldn't be weird if there was a revolution."

"That's true, too. If Mooseg crosses the Three Kingdoms where the revolution happened, they're going to end up eating him up. It's not so much a 'place to eat' as a state of confusion after the revolution or even this. Well, if there's a foolish, sweet, noble king like King Remusse who still won't give up, maybe something will change."

"You're quite an imaginative thought circuit, too."

- Ugh.

"So it feels like we're headed to Lemuse for now?

Around Salman and Lillium began arguing, and while he smiled at it, Merea judged in doubt.

The demon kings snort back at the voice of Merea.

Apparently, we put our own convincing on Marisa and Shaw's backing words.

"Yeah. - Okay, then let's head to Lemuse"

Merea takes their gaze and snort, sums it up in itself and sums it up.

I didn't have the overriding intention to lead the whole thing to Merea, etc., but that's what it turned out to be.

"Oh, my God, you're starting to look a little like the Lord of Demons."

"Lord of the Demon King?

And Salman said unto Melea, From the hook unto the stick.

That was the word I used to cut up my argument with Lilium along the way.

The opposing Merea puts her neck up.

Once again, Salman let go of his words to a trick that he had just said wouldn't stick around.

"You're looking at the Lord. That's when we left it up to you to make your final decision. You may not think so, but we've put a load on your shoulders. But even if you think it's bad, you still think it's necessary to delegate the power of decision."

It's probably the worst case scenario where demon kings get into trouble with each other.

We would still be observing each other.

So we can work together in this way, because we must be consciously putting the last 'judgment' on hold.

If I ever had a 'decisive objection' to someone in this, it would show gibberish.

That spreads, and at the end of the day, we all fall apart.

Perhaps this connection with the Demon King is not strong enough to make up for its insignificance yet.

As the "one on the hunting side," I have such empathy as the "Demon King".

That's a very strong empathy, but I rarely associate with you as an 'individual'.

- Don't think about it.

Until we can escape.

If you fall apart here, all you have to do is hang around, hunted down by the forces of whether it's Mooseg or Sisalis - and just die.

Salman consciously pushed his worst expectations out of his mind.

"Until we get to a safe place, we need to delegate decisions and decisions. - Plus, you see, there's your maid, so she seems extra predominant, right?

"That's a terrible name."

"Lilium, you're gonna be pretty tough, too."

"'Cause it's true."

The two of them started arguing again, and the subject became obnoxious.

- No way 'Demon King Lord'......

In Merea's head, the letters once depicted on the Future Stone she gripped were remembered all the more.