Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Demon King...? Did you just say Demon King?

"Yes."

"- Huff."

Kirisika was smiling.

A wicked smile at such beauty.

The expression "rose with thorns" fits well when the belligerent colors that are nowhere else are hidden from the eyes.

"That too, with twenty people"

"Definitely"

"- Where?

"- On hand."

……

The eyes of Kirishika's evil light were shooting through Harsim's eyes.

It is as if the shaking of Harsim's eyes were searching for the color of agitation.

Harsim never lost sight of that demonic gaze.

Beautiful eyes of aqua blue, shooting back through Kirishika's eyes.

It also seemed like a romantic situation where lovers stared at each other without words if they turned away, but what was between the two of those fruits was a more slaughterful 'dead line' exchange.

Especially for Harsim, it was exactly where Kirishika's gaze could be directly linked to death.

If we can't conclude an alliance here, Lemuse will probably die.

That was synonymous with death for Harsim.

"- Do you have proof?

"I just want to show you, but I can't show you"

"Well, I don't know what that means"

"I've already sent them out to discuss a moozeg"

"You're fast, Harsim. Are you ready for that before you make an alliance? Normally, shouldn't we sign an alliance and then the four of us work out our tactics again and let that demon king go?

"-Ha."

To Kirishika's licking inquiry, Harsim laughed back with her nose.

Mulan and Fasalis, who were annoyed next door, noticed that Kirishika was a little annoyed.

"I don't need it"

"What?

"- You don't have to, Kirishika. Have you ever beaten that 'Blood' before?

"Huh...!

That was Harsim's provocative word. No, it's no longer a complete provocation.

Kirisika, suddenly unleashed a belligerent word, was in the mood like she had been slammed into the void at a turn.

I was observing Harsim wondering where I might poke my suspicious sword, and it was in an unexpected counterattack from the other side.

Kirishika's breath caught on that unexpected counterattack just because she thought she was the 'attacking side'.

And to the next word - I'm stuck.

I didn't miss the moment, Harsim's eyes.

Before Kirishika spins the next word, line up the words to sag.

"I never beat Brad in that school. Do you really need your tactics?

Harsim was expanding his arms and questioning Kirishika as he made a big appearance of his insignificant presence.

"- No. No, Kirishika."

Spinning like that is just a disgraceful (fuzzy) weighting.

It is the incarnation of arrogance.

It is true, however, that Kirishika was unable to blame Harsim at all.

Harsim's strength seemed rampant, but based on solid facts.

Brad.

In other words, only Harsim in front of you has soiled that Celias-Blood-Mouseg in tactics.

The fact was heavily over Kirishika's lips.

I tried to say something, but the weight of it was a lid (lid) on my mouth.

"Do you have a plan we can work with? - No, that's not what tactics are for.

It is naturally useful to come up with a proposal. The compromise is also great. - "But", that's because each is a "possible proposal" and that's what it means. It would be foolish to hear an unlikely proposal from the end and incorporate it into tactics. It's an act of denigrating success to failure. "

"Yes, you can say whatever you want......! Speaking of which, you've always been good at sarcasm and spicy things!

That's Kirishika, too, accidentally puts evil words on her mouth when she hears Harsim's not much words.

Anger rode over beauty, and that anger took away the weight of his lips first.

The opposing Harsim still didn't break a good grin. It's a sarcastic ride, a grin I'm really good at.

……

But in one turn, Harsim didn't say anything.

"Say something," but all I'm saying is, I'm looking into Kirishika's eyes and waiting for words.

Kirishika fell into a strange sensation of being rushed on one hand and relieved on the other.

Above all, I had started to get irritated by the feeling that I was leading the conversation.

"... Damn! I've never been more angry with myself than I can tell you back!

But in the end, Kirishika can't let Harsim's spicy rhetoric fly bad words, but she can't fly denial to its content.

Instead, he turned his gaze on Hershey, like he was shooting again.

"... really, do you have a plan? With the power of the Demon King, you can really fight Mooseg and that Celias."

That's what I was asking.

I had to get on that premise more than I could say back to Harsim's earlier words.

The pair of harsims

"I can"

It is an instant answer.

Harsim does not miss that Kirisika tilted her heart's balance to the alliance endorsement.

As soon as I missed the shake, I sounded the unrelenting voice again.

"So I hit my hand early. - Well, I never deny all your tactics. I just didn't have much time to implement my plan. Therefore, even though I thought it was bad, I made you a priority."

Now Hersim 'pulls'.

While (based on) the rationale that I prioritized my measures because I didn't have time.

Harsim, however, was pulling that way, but he was coming straight through where he should be.

"- Right."

When this happens, Kirishika doesn't go any further.

Harsim had made himself a good ally at the end of the day, then filled the gap where the sword of suspicion seemed to pierce him first.

Filled in that gap is iron named hard hard 'empirical facts'.

If I tried to calm down, I realized that this negotiation had such an appearance of offense.

As Kirishika and one of the three kings, we had that much wisdom together.

But...

By the time I realized it was over.

While I was avoiding the first massacre that was poked at a moment's void and swung to provoke, on the other hand, I was hardened by the armor.

When I finally decided to take that slaughter and say, "Now is the time," there was a heavy armored soldier with a robust - and then somewhat frivolous - theoretical arm in front of me.

Still, in the end, my sword wasn't going to pierce that armor.

All you have to do is keep it that way and come across the border named Alliance to compete.

- They cleverly did it.

I even feel like I was manipulated to do well by words, expressions, voices, tricks, and different things.

When I finished, it was such a sense of defeat that floated in Kirisika's chest.

This wasn't a win-loss battle in the first place, and as a whole, friendly thoughts were at the foundation, but there was still some 'lost' thought in Kirishika.

But you can't keep quiet forever because you regret it.

Kirishika was never willing and finally opened her mouth.

"- Okay.... Absolutely. Museg's gonna blow a bubble."

"Oh, of course. Don't just let them blow a bubble. Use this as an opportunity to assemble forces against Mooseg from the Eastern Continent. If we forgive that tyranny, the eastern continent will eventually perish. Now is the time to win the first battle to save each nation."

Fluently, loosely, but powerfully.

said Harsim in perfect voice tone.

At that moment, Kirisika reiterated that the battle had been decided.

"... ok. Let's endorse Zuria's accession to Lemuse, too."

Kirisika said to Harsim with a little puffiness.

The appearance of a thorny rose until just now disappears, and her complexion is like that of a stubborn girl.

Harsim, who saw it, laughed loudly with an uncontrolled grin this time.

"Ha ha, what a kirishika. Do you regret losing again to me for arguing? You still look like such a beauty, but the contents remain childish."

"Ugh, loud! We're still working on this every day! It's a lot of noise when your subjects say," Be tougher, "" Don't bend your navel like such a wasting child "and so on! That's why I'm trying!

"Oh, oh, okay, okay,"

"Oh, you! You're not serious!? You always are! Even then..."

"Okay, I'll ask you later. Later."

Harsim was watching the last one to stay as he single-handedly adorned Kirishika, who had begun to cry out after him.

immovable giant mountain, King of Philalphia - is Fasalis.

◆ ◆ ◆

"You're the one who stays, Fassaris."

"... oh"

To Harsim's gaze and words, Fasalis answered with a low voice that also resembled the roaring voice of the beast.

"Well, they can't make you snort at Mulan and Kirishika."

"It's a big endorsement. But I'm more discreet than you two are."

"With you, maybe the Tri-Kings Alliance can stay together. These two are brilliant, but somewhat impatient."

"You too, Cood. - No, Hersim."

Fassaris looked straight at Harsim without breaking the loose look.

I feel more walled than Kirishika for what I stand with my arms together.

"All I care about is after the victory"

"After the victory?

"Yes."

Fassaris began to speak in full.

"Win. Yeah, with enough demon stone cannon room and your tactics, I might beat that moozeg. But it's not" Win and End. "

"What do you mean?

To Harsim's question, Fassalis pinches one nod before answering.

"... First of all, Mooseg is not a small country enough to perish in just one battle"

"I guess."

"No matter how powerful the Demon Stone Cannon is, it is impossible to stop Mooseg's breath with a single blow if you consider the difference in his power. Of course, winning these local fights will definitely favor the political strategy against Mooseg, and that would be the right opportunity to fight back. But in the end, we survive each other."

"Oh."

"That's the problem, Harsim. Let's say we won by a marginal margin. Exactly. In local power, the other side is winning. That's not a strategic tactical force. This is the local power we saw in The Whole Nation. I mean, in short, 'Resilience from the Wounds of War' is up there. That's all the power there is in Mooseg."

"Right. Right."

Harsim and I know that.

The territory, resources and, more importantly, the supreme wealth of man of the nation are present in Mooseg in many ways.

I don't even know if we'll be mutually reinforcing, paired with the Three Kingdoms and the Lemuses.

In its current progression, Mouzeg extends its territory so far north and west of the continent.

"When you win by a marginal margin, well, probably this one will get hurt, too. I guess this one has smaller scratches when it comes to winning, but which is faster to go back from there to full health"

……

"Overall, it's eighty-nine moozegs. Even though we are close, we are independent states. More importantly, we would all be the same because we are kings who want to give priority to our own country."

Mulan has the kingdom of Kushana.

Kirisika will take the Kingdom of Zuria.

Fassaris took the kingdom of Philalphia.

And Hersim - the kingdom of Lemuse.

I'm thinking first.

You have to think first.

That is the king's duty.

"So when I do, above all, I strive to restore the state of my country to its fullness. But then we're inferior to Mooseg in local power, and we can't keep up with them. And adjacent to Mooseg, we are exactly subject to 'retaliation'. If the wounds of war are retaliated against before they heal, they can't stand it."

"What are you trying to say?

In response to Harsim's direct question, Fassalis put aside a beat before answering.

A big mouth spins words with slightly intimidating tones.

"- I want a 'guarantee'. Lemuse is in the depths. We can wall the Three Kingdoms."

"Oh, yeah"

Harsim does not deny that. Geography makes sense.

"I want assurances for my country, Hersim, that I will receive your country's assistance intensively"

"... be, I see"

Harsim smiled slightly at the words of Fasalis.

That wasn't a grin coming from funny, it was like floating naturally as a precursor to a samurai tremor - a belligerent grin.

Perhaps Fasalis was the most negotiator among the three kings.

Mulan has secured a benefit that will take precedence over his country once and for all in terms of mounting an influx of demonic stones.

Kirishika took the whole of the Three Kingdoms only as her mother, and drew her vows from Harsim.

However, that is not a right restricted to the Kingdom of Zuria.

If you change your view, Kirishika is losing the most. - Because I couldn't pull a benefit from Harsim that would highlight my country.

Looking at it the same way, Fasalis was the best.

Harsim was deeply convinced of it.

Fassaris tried to pull that 'reconstruction priority' out of Harsim, so to speak, a guarantee to protect his country first.

Only the three countries are in alliance.

That is never 'homogeneous'.

The deciding material whether or not it was the most correct choice as a king was probably there.

That's why Harsim laughed.

I was delighted to find my recognizable king's talent shining inside the other person that I was about to take hands with.

And naturally, I was ready for such a hersim.

"Fine, Fassaris. -" I'll give it to you ""

What?

"The Remuse of the Present and -" The Remuse of the Future "."

That day, in the sight of the Three Kings, one "Mad King" was about to be born.

The man, who is extremely divided among future generations of historians, spins words that will be the first cliff of that assessment on this day.

The appreciation of the word was divided among historians, as mentioned, but there was only one point on which the two parties spoke with their mouths shut.

"Either way, it's crazy in different ways"

◆ ◆ ◆

"Future Lemuse?

Fassaris leaned his neck unintentionally to Harsim's words, which he did not anticipate.

"That's right. Future Lemuse, too."

"Let's hear it."

"What, that's not a hard story"

Harsim said pale.

"If you can only fit a 'unconvincing victory' on your Mooseg opponent, do all of the Remusse. -" Everything. "Lemuse now, and -"

◆ ◆ ◆

"and all the Lemuse talent that would come to be born."

◆ ◆ ◆

"... stupid"

Fasalis realized earlier than anyone what Harsim meant by words.

At the same time, I saw some strange shadow in Harsim, who opens his arms in front of me and proclaims them high.

"All of it, Fassaris. Now Lemuse entrusts all hope to me. It would be an achievement that I have made my father's eyes squeeze and administer. Lately I have made him slightly refrain from hiding from the eyes of Mooseg because he is less conspicuous, but I am nevertheless spoken of as hope to the people of Lemuse today. Perhaps even if I hadn't come here, the information would have leaked from somewhere in a while. That is how I am an unstoppable light for the people."

It was like Harsim's talk was like an old evil demon king.

The power of mighty and incomparable power that puts oneself at the top and dominates others.

Talk about making it an incarnation of arrogance and absolutely justifying Mizu.

It was such an overwhelming manifestation of confidence that I wanted to give myself up to that too much strength, even without any basis there.

If we were to call it charisma, Harsim let go of the atmosphere that made us want to say it was exactly that.

"I am not enlightened to do so by the people of Lemuse, and I can manipulate them as I please. That's all I have for a small worker, and I'm good at acting. So let the people not understand, and let them do their best to show you. As if it were a way to think of Lemuse, I don't think about the future of Lemuse at all, free of charge, and supreme service - I'll give it to you."

'It's crazy'.

For a moment Fasalis almost got those words out of his mouth.

To Hersim, who behaves as if it were his heart, Fasalis, as a man on the same ruler's side, remembered a mighty fear.

"I will enslave Remusse as long as I live. That way your country can use all the talent in one country, even if it's small, for its own good. It's like taking over another country after a war."

Illusion.

I get anxious if the man in front of me is the same person.

Isn't this man another 'something' that isn't human?

"What do you say, this is a guarantee. As long as I live, I don't have to worry about being betrayed. I'll do anything with a surgical pledge. I'll give you all the lemusees."

A voice with a demonic sound tickles through my ears.

to that voice, which even brings a kind of comfort, but Fasalis feared from the bottom of his heart.

――

The Demon King.

Those words came to the back of Fasalis' brain.

- Here is that evil demon king exaggerated and described in the old book.

No, maybe it's not even an exaggeration to be present in front of you.

- Isn't this the real demon king?

Fasalis, Mulan, and Kirishika were all carrying the same words in their hearts in the wake of Harsim's high proclamation of laughter.

"... Ugh, they'll resent you, Harsim. Will you crush the Lemuse, which has accumulated over a long history, with all its pride and all? - Shall I crush it..."

It puts a lot of pressure on the brush tongue.

Only one person completely crushes the existence of a nation that his forefathers have built.

If that happens, Harsim will be able to reach Heavenly Sea of Souls safely.

It is not even allowed to ascend to the heavenly sea, and it continues to suffer without being cursed, struck, and saved, even if it dies, by the souls of all the people of Lemuse, tens, hundreds, millions, tens of millions.

Isolated from all dimensions, supreme solitude. Such an incomparable darkness that you can't even tell if you can describe it with just two letters: loneliness.

- I can't.

There's no way a single person can do that.

There is no way a single human being can break the crystal built by time and labor with a vast array of people.

"Human beings don't have that much strength".

If it's enough to do that, it's better to die.

When he replaced Harsim's position with his own, Fassaris thought so, not kidding.

"Let's do it. I'll do it, Fassaris."

But Aqua Blue's eyes were shooting through Fassaris, as if he had spotted such a upset inside Fassaris.

I had a terrible eye.

It was roughly straightforward and - honest.

"Shit, it's crazy, Harsim. That is a word the king should never say. Do you make my people slaves?"

"If you lose, it's over. Then I will give you a false peace. What, 'Happy if you don't notice'? If we can only win Mooseg here, Lemuse will eventually crumble. Then finally, I'll give you a false peace of mind.

If you lose, you die. A slave of ignorance even in a half-way victory. This is what the leeward formation is all about. - Ha ha! "

I laughed.

Harsim was laughing.

And those eyes...

Trying to see, Fassaris stopped.

If his eyes aren't laughing, Harsim is' impossible '. That's the kind of anticipation I can make.

But...

Had I laughed with a lot of glory in my eyes.

You may never see this friend as a friend again.

So Fassalis hesitated to find an answer in Harsim's eyes.

And

"- So, what do you say, Fassaris? Satisfied?"

At last Harsim's voice reverted and Fasalis raised his face.

When I saw Harsim, his face was filled with a look of pity from some time ago. I couldn't see the shadow of madness as much as I did earlier.

So Fassaris returned the answer.

"... oh. The answer to my request is,"

Leaving aside whether that was right or not, the Kingdom of Philalphia, reasonably speaking, gained only a priority right to reconstruction.

So it's a success as a diplomatic negotiation.

It was a story that would have ended if I had laughed and nodded at the point of the first suggestion in the first place.

But Fasalis was so close to Harsim that he cared the other way around.

- Is it just me being sweet?

It's about Harsim, so maybe he said something like that after foreseeing everything.

Rather, I wanted to believe that Fassaris was more so.

Intimidation, fear, madness, sweetness.

I'm sure it was all a calculated measure to round myself up as a prudent man.

-... whatever that is.

Fasalis' thoughts swayed quietly in his chest.

"All right, then write me. Let's just sign the Four Kings Alliance and get back to the war."

After leaving such a fassaris, at some point Harsim took a larger mark from his pocket and stamped it on the paper he had received from Aisha, who had refrained behind him. It looked like a contract or something.

I'm telling you this story now, and I'm looking right at the next one.

It was like a giant dragon just looking ahead and pushing on.

This man would easily do such things as a coup against the fool king.

The Three Kings no longer complained about Harsim, who went on to say, "So far, as expected."