Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Speaking of which, Syrah, you've come to tell me something, haven't you, Melea?

"... ah"

After Merea and Marisa left, Eyes and Siladis, who remained on the spot, had a conversation for a while.

As there was an exchange like earlier, to tell you the truth, Eyes and Siladis have had conversations before.

He wore a helmet, armor, and was a Siladis who didn't even speak very often, but he actually had a slight slip of mouth in an oasis he stopped by after leaving that Duchy of Neus-Gaus.

I personally wanted to think that there was no greater significance than not speaking out, but maybe there was a braking (braking) hanging on such a fine point that someone would know my nature.

But then too, Eyes, it was special.

She de-alerts people.

Perhaps one end of the reason is that she herself is unarmed or that if she had said it very - she would have been weak.

- No. Eyes, more...

Siladis rethought.

Perhaps the best reason lies in her character.

No malice.

I also have the impression that, rather than being pure, 'I am accustomed to malice, but therefore', I can handle malice.

I'm used to it, so I can do it.

That's how she's letting her body purify something called unpleasant malice.

- It works, I can't tell you.

Eyes had 'inclusiveness' that could not be expressed in a word.

So much so that even Siladis, the same woman, thinks so strongly.

I don't know if that's motherhood.

Instead, it even seemed more like something in the upper dimension, but it didn't even seem to make much sense to clarify there.

"Eh."

The shock was enormous when I met her like that.

I only exchanged a few words when I was an oasis, but my heart was healed.

Then little by little, we started having conversations.

"Yes, it is. I thought I'd follow Merea, too."

"City of art?

"- Yes."

Siladis returned his thoughts as he covered his face with both hands.

I've noticed so far, but I missed the opportunity beautifully.

Even if they just came after Melea this way, I wanted to praise her myself, but it still doesn't make sense that she couldn't do it for the heart.

I did it, and I almost cried at my impudence.

"Mmmm......, it doesn't work"

"It's okay, right? Melea will be here tomorrow."

"Yeah......"

Siladis also found that the luxurious body eyes that only reach around his waist are slapping him on the back to snuggle.

I'm sorry it's over armor.

"Tomorrow, I'll take this armor off, too. - Only in the castle."

It is still ridiculous to go outside without armor.

But...

"I don't want to hide much from everyone."

It also seemed that way.

So in this Star Tree Castle, where only the Demon Kings are allies, you might want to take off all the gear you're wearing to hide the ears and 'tails' of the beast.

It's been a long time since I wore regular clothes outside my room, but I also bought clothes for a dime once paid by Shaw.

I don't know if it's feminine, but I think it's okay for one second.

"So, one more time tomorrow, you're going to Melea-kun's?

"... yeah"

Eyes peered from the side and looked up.

Siladis looked into her silver eyes and tied her mouth together, nodding as if she had strengthened her mind.

The sight of a tall brown beauty with even cherry blossom hair and a luxurious, little silver-eyed girl walking shoulder-to-shoulder down the hallway of Startree Castle was a strange and soothing sight, although uneven.

The two of them, who know they don't like each other, will walk shoulder to shoulder again and again, just as they often do to cover up all the cancer of the day.

It wasn't until a little while before they found out that it was actually one of the other Demon Kings' "Healing Hundreds of Landscapes" in Startree Castle.

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The next morning.

Merea had finished devouring her sleep, which was somewhat shorter than a man's, performing her routine morning physical exercises, and exiting to the courtyard of Startree Castle.

The courtyard opened to the side of the great star tree is large enough for me to run around.

You might even call it an athletic field if you force it a little.

Like the son of a great star tree, he turned his attention to the star trees circling the outer edge of the courtyard, simmering clear air into his lungs before vomiting heavily.

"- Ugh."

That's how I start walking on the outer edge of the courtyard somehow.

The wind was blowing and there was a strange feeling over my head.

Probably a sleeping habit.

The wind strokes the strange sleeping area, so it feels different.

"This is common in every world."

The world, rather than the body, should I say?

Either way, I'm no different than I was before not fixing my sleeping habits.

I feel like some weird intimacy there.

"Ha, it's weird to be close to yourself"

Spill a bitter smile on the words that came out with your own mouth,

"-So."

Merea switched her mind.

Even for a morning walk like this, it makes sense.

When you think, you have to walk.

Nothing. You don't have to walk fast.

However, I always get better around my head when I walk as I please in a place where I can walk without caring around like this.

It's empirical, so to speak, because I don't have as much access to medicine, but Melea doesn't ignore her own experiences like that.

"Sometimes I put too much emphasis on it."

Still, I tried to take care of my body's senses.

Maybe that's because of 'experience'.

"Who to take"

Rumor of the 'Queen of Enchantment' in the City of Arts.

I actually care, and I've decided to go see how it goes myself.

If the art city of Virgilia brings together different human beings, it also means gathering information.

Sometimes that's about all the information that seems to be relevant to the Demon King, but there was also a desire to move on my own.

"Mariza followed me."

Even if you shut up, you'll follow me.

There is also the "Riot Empire Period".

But then,

"Eyes are..."

Melea noticed her presence and scratched the side of her head with her fingertips several times.

My hair gets tangled up in my fingers, and then I let them know again about the existence of sleeping habits.

"Hmm."

I don't want to take you if possible.

That would be the same for Mariza.

But since Mariza is particularly concerned about Eyes as her second husband, she may also have a desire to keep him in the near field.

- I don't know.

That Mariza has recently confirmed her bond with other demon kings, or let her go.

Being her, if it's too sticky or bad, I guess she's trying to balance it.

It's a matter of her being a maid around, so I don't know.

Either way, thinking about it, maybe Mariza will try to leave Eyes in the castle if she retains a solid defensive line power in Startree Castle?

"In the end, is it by the will of Eyes"

If Eyes says he wants to go, that's fine.

As long as I have myself, I am ready enough to say aloud that I will never let Eyes scratch me.

"That's up to Eyes," he said.

Thoughts began to roam in grandeur, so I decided to leave it there.

"And then... Shaw"

Probably, they'll come.

Sometimes there was a rare fever in the story of Sisalis.

It's quite unusual for Shaw to rap that far when talking about something other than money.

In addition, it flows into the city of art - some verses were of interest to the so-called 'art products' as merchants.

"In the end, that's going to increase quite a bit. But there's a castle in the castle, and I need to leave enough of the Sword."

I'm going to let Hershem know that I'm going to vacate the castle around the time of the letter, but I'm going to have to be sure to leave my defense in the Union of Demon Kings (Meer-Nesaia).

"It's hard to manage an organization."

Melea accidentally spilled such stupidity as she turned her attention to different things.

That's how yeah. Around the courtyard roaring around, Merea's ears inadvertently pick up sounds she's unfamiliar with.

Something sounds like a wind cut.

The origin of the sound seemed to be from a forest on the outer edge densely populated by a single star tree.

Merea stepped into the green space where the leaking day plunged in so that she could follow the sound.

The sharp sound that gradually grows and the sound of exhalation mixed in there from time to time.

It's a sign of people.

- Is there someone there?

In the morning before everyone moves out, the Demon King, who performs their daily routine, also sees a little lately.

There doesn't seem to be a line called the crook because the signs don't mix with anything unpleasant.

Merea climbed a large star tree that was in the nearby field in a lightweight motion, then made sure to sew the leaf gap of the tree to see the direction of the sound.

Then, from the gap between its branches, the sand colour was visible for a moment.

Shortly after she saw it, Merea was speaking up almost reflexively.

"- Salman?"

"Hmm? Oh, Merea."

Merea flies further from the star tree to the star tree and moves to the source of her voice.

And finally, from the top of the tree, I captured his appearance.

It is the figure of that friend, who lived with sandy hair.

"You'll be fine in the morning."

Salman was there, wiping his forehead sweat with his arms, releasing a refreshing, lukewarm air.

"What are you doing?

"What, just like you in the morning?"

Salman colored his neat eyebrows into a pranky grin, pointing pi at Melea, who flies his words questionably from above the branches of the tree.

"It's a workout, workout. Completely unlike the sorcerers, fighters who often rely on their bodies, like us, are important for their daily workouts, right? It doesn't work when you have to. We can't talk about it."

"Shall we go out?

Second, I said it like Melea flashed.

Merea laughs joyfully and jumps down from the branches of the star tree.

That's how I walked up to Salman's sight,

- I thought you'd say.

"No manoeuvres, better get on the ground and lose."

Say no, like a child who could be a brother, he was setting up a foot payment on Salman with a refined move when he did it.

The opposing Salman similarly laughed with pleasure and avoided jumping the lower foot payment that flew in like a spinning kick.