Hyaku Ma No Aruji

The kingdom of Lemuse was a country full of visual richness, behind Merea's expectations that she had heard of her previous reputation as being in decline.

Star Tree Country.

That was the common name for Remusse.

It was the day after the fierce war that we reached such an eastern country.

"I used to not be ashamed of that common name. It's a little dry right now."

Merea was riding her horse around the western gate of Lemuse.

Next door is Harsim.

By the way, Dragon Noel, the land of black scales, meant he left a message outside today. Harsim said he would hand wrestle for us later, but the people would be surprised if we just pulled dragons into the city without any preparation.

At first Merea felt drawn to leaving Noel outside, turning around and trying to apologize in dragon language,

- I lost it attentively...

At the time, Noel was being caught drooling over many of the bait that Lemuse's stables (Umaya) guards had placed in his hands. The apologetic faces of the demon kings and so on.

As it was, Noel entered a makeshift dragon house built rapidly outside the kingdom and began to cheek up the bait at a sudden rate as he looked around for a moment.

- It's a long time ago. Actually, he's probably the most mentally tough one.

With that in mind, Melea sighed loudly.

A while later came a great multitude of the people of Lemuse who would welcome the Mereas under their eyes.

In response to their enthusiasm, Merea asked Harsim about the common name of Lemuse.

"I know what a tree is, but what do you mean by a star?

Trees. Indeed, the streets of Lemuse are full of treacherous trees and plants.

White stone civilized streets and harmonious nature there.

"There is a harmony between civilization and nature, and the stars appear clear in the night sky"

"Is that all?

"- And there's a big tree called the Great Star Tree in the heart of the king's capital of Lemuse. That's it, you see that?

Ahead of Harsim pointing from the horse, there was a strange great tree that stood up the blue and green glowing particles.

The tree, which is also well visible from the National Gate, no longer presented a size that was not an exaggeration when it came to castles in itself.

"Nature in the city was withering because of the predecessor, but that was all I and the people tried to do to protect it somehow"

It was beautiful.

Where the hell is that blue and green glow leaking from?

"When the season comes, there's a golden grain of light added over there"

"What principle?

"I don't know. It's a spiritual tree that's been there since ancient times. Probably sucking up geodynamics from the ground, or absorbing them from heaven at that tall height, but I haven't grabbed the full volume"

"A tree is using a surgical formula?

"A surgical ceremony is a ceremonial representation of events in the world in the first place. As humans can see. Then it will never be surprising that a spiritual tree can be used as a natural incarnation."

- You're right.

Merea was in love with the brilliance of the great star tree.

"Sooner or later, restore all nature in the city. I've just become king, too. If we do not advance not only foreign affairs, but also internal affairs"

"You look busy."

"I'll have you hang out with me sometimes, too. Of course, with the right deal."

"I know."

Merea shrugged her shoulders and laughed.

"Well, other than that, you can do whatever you want over there. I guess you got something to do, too, huh?

"- Oh."

"Let's adjust to each other around that. - So. That being said, first of all, we can't afford to live in the same place. I have a great credit for this battle, so let's just pay the price. The treasury has become anxious because of the unexpected effects of the war from the beginning."

"Force majeure."

"I guess it's true..."

Harsim held his forehead by his hand and sighed deliberately, "Ha..." Time had passed since the battle, and Harsim's expression had become more diverse.

Merea watched it in a fun way.

"Actually, there's a big residence next to that big star tree"

"Huh?"

"I'll give it to you there"

"You're fat."

"There are twenty-two of us, so that's how much we have to estimate, right?

"Finally, I think there will be more."

"- I see."

In response to Melea's proclamation, Harsim realized something.

And I nodded loudly.

"I don't mind, we still have room"

"How big is it, that residence"

"You'll see"

That's how Harsim speeded up the horse's legs.

The inhabitants of Lemuse were dropping by, so they were cautious, but they were still in a hurry.

Merea and the Demon Kings. Row and Hersim proceeded through the city of the star tree, receiving the words' Long live King Remusse 'and the welcome words' Welcome to Remusse ', which are thrown from around.

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He comes to the foot of the great star tree and is overwhelmed by its size once again.

And soon I found out which big residence Harsim was talking about.

There was no way I didn't know.

……

Unexpectedly, Merea was stunned and next turned her blameworthy Zito eyes to Hershem.

"Of this, where, the 'residence'?

"If you lived there, you wouldn't be mistaken in describing it as a residence, would you?

Castle. Exactly that was a castle.

Plus, it's pretty big.

On the other hand, it might have been easier to react even if it had been prepared in a dimpled cabin.

The accusations in this case are:

"Ya 're doing too much..."

For once, expectations were shaken off in a good direction, but it was also therefore an accusation.

Merea glanced back from Harsim and looked up at the castle again.

Turning to the back, there was another large castle in the control position, centered on the great star tree. It is a great castle, of the great star tree, seen from the gap of the branches as if it were also one great tree in itself.

"Over there is Castle Remusse."

"... I see"

Apparently, that's Lemuse's royal castle over there.

"... I don't know which one to twitch anymore."

"Anyway, nobody uses this castle right now. Someone used it a long time ago."

Harsim was smiling and looking up at the castle.

The panoramic view of the castle is worthy of being next to a great star tree, a beautiful building that, while in harmony with nature, shows off its strange fantasy due to light.

By the way, the white stone is sprinkled with sparkling stones of pale and green, reflecting the light of the great star tree.

There was also a hierarchy surrounded by large branches of the great star tree, and, by the way, there were glowing plants that closely resembled the great star tree.

"Ask again, do we live here?

That's what I asked her again, as Merea slapped her neck.

Next to that, Shaw was looking up at the castle with a straight face saying, "This, how much would it cost to sell," and the demon kings around him were waiting for Hershem's answer to Merea's question while he managed to keep in his mind the thought that he might "seriously sell this one".

"That's right. Well, not much, but this is also a building built 'for you'. - Get inside and you'll see."

Leaving a profound word, Harsim was returning his heel.

Merea didn't miss that her body fluttered slightly.

And Harsim turned again to Merea, as he remembered, and added:

"I'll do my stuff again tomorrow, so let's talk about the details after tomorrow. It's pretty neat inside, so use it on your own. That's yours from today on. - I'm a little tired, too."

Shaking his bright brown hair, Harsim leaves.

Soon a woman in black came from somewhere beside it, supporting Hershem's shoulder.

Apparently I was really tired.

"I thought I said..."

"And, hey, come in... Want to see?

Next to Fu Melea, Eyes walked in a small stride and looked up at Melea with his neck around him like a small animal.

"We're tired, too. It's time to go to the limit. Sleeping outside is not the first thing you need to do."

Elma came the other way and said so.

"That's right."

Merea nodded her shoulders.

"Well, let's go"

I finally took a step forward.

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He crept through the majestic castle gate and walked in the courtyard.

There was maintenance in the courtyard as well, which was a lot prettier instead of not being used for many years.

"Hey, Melea."

That's how the Lord of the Voices, accustomed to hearing, comes to Melea, who was putting his gaze of observation in the courtyard.

"Hmm?"

It was Salman who came forward in a light foothold out of a row of demon kings walking in sparse rows with Merea at the head.

Salman continued his words with a cool face with his hands behind his head as he reached next to Merea.

"Somehow, I know what you're going to do, but you still have to say it clearly. I don't mean to disagree, but let me ask you something."

"Oh."

Merea shifted her gaze toward Salman toward the castle again.

After a few thoughtful expressions, Merea spinned her words.

"- I'm going to gather the Demon King."

"I knew it."

Salman laughed small.

"I want to save the Demon King if anyone is being unreasonably abused with the Demon King's rettel affixed to them. To do this, we need to know how many demon kings there are in this day and age, and what thoughts they have, that sort of thing. Of course, not all demon kings are in tune with my thoughts. It could be that some of them do whatever they want, like the once evil demon king, all over the complicated two-sided nature of the name Demon King."

"Right."

"But to judge that, first of all, I can't decide not to look at it with my own eyes"

In response to Melea's words, Salman exhaled in a small, hoarded breath. It was also a worrying breath, released from a thoughtful look.

"It is reasonable on the word, but on the other hand it is also ideal. Probably great. It'll take a lot of work."

"I know. But especially in this day and age, 'we know' how useless someone else's sticky rettel is. - Hassle?... I'll spend as much as I want. That's why I'm here."

"... right. Then I'll stick with yours, too. I was saved by you, and I said this in front of you, but I agree with that idea of yours myself. I just thought I'd have to give my opinion from these aspects."

Salman's intentions, Melea also knew.

So I laughed small and slapped Salman on the shoulder.

"I'm gonna go through a lot of trouble."

"Don't worry about it. I said it then, but I can't help it. I'll do anything I can."

Salman laughed joyfully and slapped Merea back on her shoulder.

In tune with the move, several other demon kings walked over and slapped Merea on the shoulder and back, saying deliberate words of sarcasm and endorsement in his mouth.

"Still, I wonder how many demon kings there are in this world right now"

Melea raised her voice like that as she watched the women walking happily as she raised her yellow voice in front.

"I don't know. There will be demon kings not only on this eastern continent, but on other continents as well. The one who's running, the one who's fighting, the one who's being respectful, maybe, a lot."

"... oh"

On top of that, there will likely be more to come.

I felt like everything in the world was slowly blocked before Merea.

Still,

"I'll reach out there. Everywhere, I'll reach out. Where this hand reaches, where your feet reach, where your voice can reach you. - What I'm trying to do is very dangerous, so don't compromise."

Merea knew that what she was trying to do was synonymous with crossing over a roughly thin outline.

For someone, hero.

For someone, Demon King.

It also seems like a balance that never equalizes or anything else.

Full harmony may not be possible.

But...

"I'm not giving up. Even if someone gives up, I'm the only one. Keep thinking to the end, no matter how thin the line. - That's what I decided."

Melea goes there.

Always explore and continue along the path that you feel is right.

In a way, Merea could have been as stubborn as Flander in that regard.

"Well don't feel that way. If you're wrong, there's us on the side and behind you. Even if you're too mean and crazy, I'll punch you and put you back in your sanity. You can lean over without worrying when you're about to fall. I'll support you as much as I want. So, please... don't fall in front of me, okay?

Salman was laughing again.

The other demon kings were laughing.

"Oh, I know,"

Merea grinned back at them as well and finally crept through the entrance to the castle.

That step over gave a hunch about the beginning of a new path.