Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Having escaped from the kitchen, Merea had returned from another entrance into the castle once she had left the vast courtyard of Startree Castle.

"Well, let's continue the decryption in the room"

Begin walking down the road to your room so that you can spend the rest of your bedtime deciphering the procedure again.

Merea's room was on the upper floor of Startree Castle - its fifth floor.

Apart from the office I use as the head of the Demon King's Union (Meer-Nesaia).

Melea herself doesn't mind staying in the clerk's office - unless she has a bunch of paper prepared by Mariza - but given what happened later when this group grew up, apparently it's better that way.

For the sake of good health as an organization.

Marisa and Shaw were taking the initiative to give you that reason.

Melea also understood the meaning of the word after a while.

Because, as of now, there was already a disciplined demon king who avoided building his own room upstairs above Merea.

"This makes it so hard to get up to the fifth floor... I don't feel like I need to insist on being a leader to this point..."

After all the events so far, he felt greatly grateful for Melea.

It's nothing unpleasant to be thankful for, but in the first place, from melea, which is neglected by those so-called customs of the world in general, there are times when you want to think "it's okay".

But in them, they want to do so because of the place of birth and the ethnic customs and customs that have been taught.

Even as Merea, I didn't want to reject it until I put my elbow up, so I ended up respecting their feelings.

"Well, there may be more born demon kings to come. Why don't you just keep throwing 'cause I'm a pain in the ass?"

Instead, they made me reaffirm that there was such a thing, and my thoughts revolved around how delicate a group was the Union of Demon Kings (Meer-Nesaiah), created by the first twenty-two of us.

"I can't all of a sudden...!

Whatever it is, I can't do it from the beginning.

Let's think gradually, conscious not to forget.

"-Okay."

Upon such intensification, Merea reached the poking hit of 'Upstairs Hallway'.

In front of me there are windows that open and close up and down.

Now it was open, and I could see ahead with a window plate fitted with a light stained glass that raised my gaze a little.

Point your gaze out the window.

I saw a branch of a tree just below.

The branch of the great star tree - so thick it is almost a giant tree.

"... nobody"

Merea checked the 'scaffold' and looked around for a moment next.

It's a hassle to use the stairs to the fifth floor.

Merea had often rushed up to the fifth floor in recent times, conveying the great star tree that was reaching out to be tangled up in the star tree castle.

Especially at night, the glittering particles of the Big Star tree are beautiful, and the streets of Lemuse, which have recently become more vibrant, can be seen well.

It's a little bit of a distance, but that's how I'm more excited to be in touch with the outside air than just going up the stairs to the fifth floor.

When I come to the thought of my nature, I can't help but think that somehow the experience I've had so far in an almost always outward place called Lindholm Spiritual Mountain may be affecting me as a foundation for good and evil.

- I wonder if you have an obsession with the outside.

At the same time, I thought that another obsession with the outside in raw that I once carved might be carved into my soul.

Even if that were the case, because I thought they were both of a loving nature for Melea.

"I mean, it's justice for me to go up to the fifth floor without using the stairs..."

If Marisa finds out, she can get mad at you for behaving badly, but the point is, I hope she doesn't find out.

If we don't find out...

"Melea, kun"

"Huh!?"

but around never letting his feet out of the window, his voice accidentally hung from the rear, and Melea nearly hooked his opposite foot to the window frame.

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Instead of falling, she rubbed her bumped tibia (shin) and roughly Merea looked backwards.

From the way I called my name, while I was almost certain that the Lord of that voice was not Mariza, I didn't fail to be vigilant, thinking that maybe I was deliberately imitating 'her' to alarm this one.

"- Eyes"

"Oh, hey, something, I'm sorry?

Merea puts the Lord of her voice in her sight and reassures herself for a moment.

I was there to apologize in a slightly troubled way with my little neck over it - it was the "Tenjin" Eyes.

Having a confusing color on her silver eyes, and worried easily that it would have been better not to stop her, Sasa presents an adorability that invites her to seek refuge like a small animal.

Having a particularly luxurious body among the demon kings, she stood in the hallway grabbing a single elbow as she wrapped those thin arms around her body.

"No, it's okay, it's okay"

Melea laughed and said so, finally pointing to this situation by reviewing it depicted in masterful letters with 'library' on the sign board in the room where Eyes came out.

Eyes apparently was still reading and fishing for the material in the library.

- I forgot to check that far.

I'll try to be that careful from next, but I'll switch right away.

Now I was more concerned about what Eyes was doing.

"Eyes, were you still at work?

"Yeah, yeah, no, I'm not. Now, my studies"

"I'm keen."

And, Melea frowned, realizing that a book was held in Eyes' hand.

"That?"

"Oh, yeah."

Merea pulled one leg out of the window and returned her heel and walked toward Eyes.

Red eyes shine with curiosity.

"Which one..."

Walk over to the side of Eyes and peek into the cover of the book she had.

At the time, Eyes looked a little 'sorry'.

――

And shortly afterwards, seeing Merea's words jammed, Eyes had a lowered frown butt look, as if to say 'I knew it'.

After a few moments, Merea notices such a change in her expression.

At the same time I realized that the change represented her inner self as it were.

There was plenty of use of the word 'tactical theory' on the cover of the book she had.

Different pieces of information go around in Merea about why she has such a book, but it's easy (yawning), and it converges into one answer.

Merea looked up at Eyes' face from a crouched state.

Eyes lay down his face and was off the silver gaze from Melea.

On that face, there was still a color that seemed sorry.

"- Oh, shit."

Merea's words were spun after anticipating many conversations that would have been in between.

Why were you reading a book like this?

Why, you look sorry.

Why, still don't you spin excuses?

All - I thought I figured it out.

And after her short voice of Merea, she glanced back like a hack, and looked back into those red eyes.

When Merea realized that herself, she was still so convinced that the anticipation in herself had not been missed.

"I'm not going to tie Eyes' will that far. So you don't have to look like that."

"So, but..."

"Eyes, on top of being gentle, are very responsible. What am I supposed to say like this? - 'I know how you feel.'"

I'm not lying, I'm not resting.

Melea knows that.

Melea knew "the twistiness of those who wanted to move but could not move".

Now is the time to be blessed with vessels, as I say myself, but it was not once.

So, on top of that, it also came to my mind that she was desperate to find what she could do - nature.

"I..., the" Heavenly Devil ", so. Your body is twice as weak because your ancestors made sure that one day..."

Eyes put his strength into his elbow-grabbing arm.

It also looked like Merea had just a few muscles floating around her fine arms.

"To tell you that there is no harm."

――

The moment Eyes spun those words, I felt that Merea looked directly at the cause of the too deep hatred that the clan of the "Tendemons" had carried.

The hour stopped with my mouth open.

The first thing that leaked first when I returned from frozen thinking was:

"... did you get that far"

That was the word.

The fact that Eyes' body was twice as luxurious was also due to his blood muscles.

That's what I did to tell them I was weak.

Perhaps the clan of Eyes, neglected by having a special eye called "The Devil's Eye", tried to inform them around that they were not threatened except by the eyes, since they were persecuted by people.

"I stopped talking at first to tell him that my mouth was strong."

Still neglected.

Just because you don't talk about what you see doesn't mean you haven't seen it.

Did they think you knew?

"But I couldn't, so next thing I know, I weakened my body. To tell him that even if he knew, he couldn't do anything."

We don't tell anyone what we've seen, and we don't do anything ourselves, even if we know it. I can't.

For that reason, I placed restrictions on my body.

The skull is reaching Eyes, a descendant.

An unspoken emotion arose in Merea.

"Maybe, at the end of the day, I have to smash my eyes, I don't think so. I thought, when your father and mother were gone, I would do it again."

Eyes did not weep.

My eyes were moist, but I didn't cry.

Conversely, he saw Merea, smiling with a flamboyant and thus untouchable beauty, and continued his words.

"But at the end of the day, in that spiritual mountain I climbed that way, because I met the Merea ladies...... that, I stopped. These eyes, but they say it helps someone, because I get it. Besides, this eye is a connection to the family of the Tenjin. I don't want to lose the connection, 'cause now I can. It's okay now."

"- Right."

Merea smiled back at Eyes' smile and gently put her hands on her head.

She narrows her eyes with joy and then looks up to Merea again and continues.

"So, Merea, maybe I feel a little... disgusted - but I want to do what I can."

Eyes searched for a way to treat the demon eye for everyone.

That must have been the first thing I followed in that book.

Even during that escape, there were a number of situations where minutes would have been bad if it hadn't been for Eyes eyes.

"Yeah, if Eyes thinks so, I won't be forced to stop you. Besides, even if there's another big battle going on, and Eyes is for it - well, tactical theory makes it to the front line, but then me and the other demon kings will protect it. Nothing to worry about."

You don't have to let him touch you.

No,

- Never let the blade touch you.

Such immense will was sprouting in Merea.

"I can't either, because I won't. properly, help everyone or luggage, so that you can make your own decisions,"

And even in Eyes, there was a tough will to have a calm and objective view of himself, indeed budding.

Oddly enough, Eyes had not yet realized for himself that the path to the 'military master' that Eyes had tried to follow was linked to the result of the so-called 'ancestor Erie'.

That was a long time ago.

In a time when it hadn't even been called The Devil's Eye, her ancestors...

"I stood on the battlefield as a rare military master".

"It's too late, and don't push too hard. It's my real experience that falling down will take a lot of extra effort."

"Hehe, Melea-kun, I think I'm going down a lot"

"Precisely defeated..."

Merea smiles bitterly as she remembers her days in the Spiritual Mountains.

That's how I cut the story off there, and I told Eyes.

"Well, I'll be back in my room."

"- Yeah."

Melea turns her soft lighted red eyes towards Eyes again.

"Oh, shut up Mariza that she's up on the fifth floor using a big star tree!? Shh, because she's already pissed me off once... the second time sucks..."

"But even if you get mad twice, you climb, right?

Merea was a little surprised when a word of light tone accidentally flew in from Eyes.

Her face has a bright color.

To the fact that she said herself that she was a lousy mouth because of its birth, spinning such a light mouth as the other demon kings in good shape would say - rather, Melea felt something of joy.

"Yes, I climb! This course has the best view......!

"Yeah. Well, I'll keep my mouth shut,"

Melea fell in love with it unexpectedly when Eyes gave her a glare.

But soon he put one foot by the window to deceive the matter, and now it's time to try to cover the window frame.

And finally, I wondered if there was still any Eyes in there, so I turned my gaze behind me.

……

At the same time that Eyes was still standing there...

- What the hell is that...

On the other side of the hallway, I was noticing that there was a 'mysterious object' with only a scratch out of my neck.

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Eyes staring at Merea, who suddenly stopped moving, with her neck hanging and a question mark over her head.

But Melea is not the other way around.

Above all, I could only care less about the mysterious object further behind the Eyes.

From the hall with the stairs, he's only got his neck out to see what's going on here.

The same goes for being like that crook, but the most problematic thing is...

"Armor helmet..."

The whole head is covered in a silver 'helmet'.

- Hey, this sight is horror at first...

I accidentally called him a crook, but he looks familiar. - Speaking of the truth, I still don't know if it's really 'him', but from his tall height, I made it him for the first time.

Let's hide what, he was a 'buddy' of the same League of Demon Kings.

During the battle against the Mooseg-style soldiers in the Spiritual Mountains. When I fought with that Lemuse. I remember him coming forward and putting himself up there before anyone else.

I also remember thinking, "What is that?" when I was making a tomb at the top of the mountain, I had the feeling that I could stand the tomb cleverly in full armor.

Anyway, the perception of being one of us is never a lie.

I've had some conversational moves (body language).

However, I had not yet seen that 'face'.

"Hey, how are you?"

Melea raises her hand towards him behind such a hallway in a teasing motion.

……

Then he also returned his greetings with one hand wrapped in thick armor from the shadow in the hallway, rocking the pepper and its helmet (armet).

……

……

Merea who solidifies, Eyes who shakes his neck, and him who only shamefully takes his neck out of the hallway.

The mysterious space spread in an instant.