Hyaku Ma No Aruji

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There was a lot of silence going up.

It's outrageous.

There was a reason.

"Hey, why was the interior so beautiful when the exterior surface matched the big star tree..."

Salman's words stood for everything.

"Duh, that's poisonous..."

Lilium was floating around with words like that.

"I have good taste"

Mariza looked around at its interior with cold jitty eyes.

Quite the opposite.

If the exterior of the castle is to be called fantastic, beautiful, this interior is

"Stupid, nasty"

"I don't know what to say anymore, so maybe that's the most comprehensive way to put it."

It was colored with purple and black colors, as if it had fallen into a poisonous swamp.

It's an exquisitely spine-running shade.

It was the red carpeted hall that spread right into such a place.

There's a huge gate open, a red carpet stretching straight in front of me, and that goes all the way back. It is a long carpet as if it were sucked into the throne as it were.

And as Merea and the others proceeded on the carpet,

"Hey, eh! That's an absolute throne! And one way or the other, it's the bad guys!!"

"Oh... yeah... definitely..."

I pointed to the big chair that was in the back with a big gesture just because Merea couldn't stand it anymore.

Salman held his eyes by his hand and looked up at the ceiling.

Melea's finger was followed by a decorative "throne" that was temporarily decorated.

How dare you describe it, it is a 'demon-like' chair.

The throne was placed on a staircase of about twenty steps, which still presented majesty.

"You got a position in the first place! I'm not looking down!

Merea couldn't stop scratching yet.

"Definitely the one sitting in this chair. Leg it together and say, 'Join my men and I'll give you half the world, how about that' - or something!!"

"If I say no, I say, 'If you... die!' And you're going to come down gently flirting with your cape..."

Elma was holding her forehead and sighing, too.

After one was impressed with his mouth, one row first climbed its stairs and stood at the same height as the throne.

"And it's huge, how many people are going in there?

"Definitely don't let a hundred people in"

Salman answers Elma's simple question.

Meanwhile, Merea wandered around feeling restless.

It was then that Merea remembered that there was.

It is an 'unpleasant memory'.

"That... I don't recognize this..."

As I was climbing the stairs, I noticed (c) about it all the time.

My heart rattled and immediately denied the prospect.

But the more I ascended the stairs, the more my mind took the liberty of being convinced of that.

"Oh, there's also a staircase to the top floor over there. The other rooms seem to be upstairs and beyond. - Well, it's good to have a place to live first. Let's hope it's a decent upholstery after upstairs."

"Don't be disgusted if it's all this..."

I shrugged my shoulders like Salman and Elma were nothing, but apparently I've gotten used to this interior a lot.

Only Merea was still half-assed with views from near the throne.

and

"- Ha ha, but, hey, why don't you just look like a demon king? Our Lord is the man who tolerated being the Demon King, and we agree with that intent. Besides, it's a fancy castle, isn't it dignified? - Though majestic as Lord of the Demon King."

"I guess so. Melea looks pretty good if she keeps her mouth shut, but when she talks out, she can be like a child. Then perhaps it would be more dignified to sit here in silence. - Oh, it's majestic as a demon king."

Other demon kings began to laugh and make noise at Salman and Elma's words. Apparently they were blown out.

Then,

"Hey! Melea!

"Ugh!

Merea, who was stunned, jumped her shoulder in surprise at Salman's loud voice.

Looking for Salman as a matter of fact, he was taking a step down the stairs and inviting Merea.

"You, just sit here and watch"

So Salman pointed out, what was to be hidden, its most exquisite and flamboyant throne.

"... wow, I'm sorry, Salman. I have a terrible feeling right now. You might not be able to sit in that chair."

"Well, don't say that. - Bastards! Let Melea sit on the throne!

At the same time as Salman's signal, the demon kings rushed and restrained Merea's body.

"Yes, I don't like it! I've seen this sight before! Wow, I've seen it before!

At that moment, the memories that were in Melea were clearly remembered.

In doing so, Merea is taken to the throne by her companions.

Further forced to sit on the throne as it was,

"Dear Melea, in times like this, you put your legs together. - Yes, it is."

Marisa grabbed Merea's leg, sitting powerless on the throne, and made her cross by trying to mold it on the doll.

"Merea, here's your elbow."

Eyes puts Melea's elbow on the elbow of the throne, adjusting the angle and putting his hands together.

"Merea, here's the look on your face"

I pinched Melea's cheeks with both hands, where Elma was flashing, and fixed that look to a grin. It's a faint grin that makes you feel like you've got nowhere to go.

That's how they saw Merea sitting on the throne from where she left off, and the three of them nodded "OK" at the same time.

While doing so, the other demon kings line up one by one by each side of the stairs.

Next to the red carpet laid down to the throne, he stood correctly in his posture, as if as a squire guarding the throne.

Twenty-one in total.

The sight from below would have been quite compelling.

And

"Hey, can anybody use a recording ceremony? Keep this footage for the memorial."

Salman raised his voice.

Then one of the demon kings raises his hand vigorously and causes the procedure to unfold immediately in the air.

Say hello in about five seconds.

When Salman leaned up and gave him a thumb up, he returned a motion from that demon king that gave him an equally powerful thumb up.

"Me, I've seen this..."

It was then that Merea finally regained consciousness.

But the face solidified with the look that Elma had set up and just stayed somewhat dull.

And the recording ceremony, which one of the demon kings let unfold, became a white light and floated,

"Three seconds."

Fluffy and light pictured the mirror.

"Two seconds."

The mirrors glow hard,

"One second."

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"I've seen this in Future Stone (Funas)!!"

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A moment before Merea's scream sounded, the light of the record was dropped.

From the white light that floated in the universe, now a piece of paper fell and drew a picture there.

It's like transcribing the current sight onto a piece of paper.

The demon kings all stopped by the paper and gave a pleasant voice.

"Ha ha, look at this. This Merea face, it's too giddy!

"Don't still lack some majesty"

"No, no, I think Lady Melea has the best face of any kind"

"Melea-kun, hey, tired?

"This won't be for sale, will it? Cheapness is all over the place. It's a photograph that won't be money."

"Melea's terrible too, but we're terrible too... we've just been at war and we suck at ourselves"

In addition, voices such as "Next time Noel will come in and take it with me, you'll be compelled" and "I hope you dress properly" and "I need to practice making expressions" were raised by the Demon Kings, and the Throne Room was colored with pleasant voices.

Melea sat on the throne and watched such a sight, so she hung herself elbowed on the throne, throwing her legs out - I said.

"Ha... did you end up in the street of 'That'..."

I remember clearly.

When I was hiding in Flander and using Future Stone.

A 'painting (eh)' was only seen once in a futuristic stone that usually offered its potential in such terms as being a demon king or a demon king lord.

I slapped him with a knife like any other futuristic stone, but the unspoiled face on the throne that appeared on the surface of the stone at that time was firmly burned to the retina. Um, my own face with a nasty villain face when I did.

This extraordinary interior and throne is also unlike the painting that was shown there now.

I mean, that seems to be the case.

"I feel like the Future Stone is going to tease me until the end of the day... it's going to cost me too much of a median..."

Merea's carefree voice, released with a sigh, fluttered up the hall and bounced with pleasure.

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"So it's time to explore upstairs."

The demon kings, who were laughing when they saw a glimpse of the photo, nodded to Salman's voice and walked all the way to the stairs to the second floor.

Merea finally rises from the throne with her hips up to follow suit.

Finally, I appropriately looked around to see if there was anything I had dropped due to as much noise as I had just made - and Fumi Melea found something there.

When I turned to the back of the throne, I found something engraved on the lower part of the throne.

"Hmm?"

Merea stared.

"Hey, Melea"

"- Oh! I'm coming!

Melea crouched down and put her face even closer, answering Salman's voice heard from afar.

Read the engraved letters.

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"Look, Flander! What do you say! A good castle!! I made it for you guys! I'm perfect!! '

'Nah, my interior taste is too bad...... Leilas...... At least keep it decent upstairs by the next time you get here... they won't want to come...'

"Oh, no!

"Ko, you're not a child... ha..."

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Below the big, clearly carved words, the words of the answer were modestly carved.

Handwriting I've seen. - It was Flander's handwriting.

If so, the bouncing letters carved on it -

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Merea opened her eyes and glanced at the letters.

At my fingertips, I felt a strange warmth.

"Ha ha, I guess you'll be fine upstairs - Leilas"

Merea accidentally spilled a laugh at the pleasure gushing from the bottom of her heart.

"Melea? Did you find anything?

"No, it's not a big deal. A little -" Memories. "

Looking at the letter only one last time, Merea followed the backs of her companions.

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Two butterflies came in from somewhere gleaming over the remaining throne.

Flying like two people dancing, it was a jade - beautiful butterfly.