Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"The Enchanter and the Light Demon? The Enchanter was still a blind spot."

"We weren't as prominent in those days."

"You mean dragged by the luxury of the machine"

"Dragged out, that's closer. - Really, Mooseg is greedy."

Harsim almost threw out soldiers for security from the sight, and let him bring a chair inside instead to sit there with the demon kings.

While sitting in a similarly simple chair, I listen to the story of Zarath-Minailas.

"Let me ask you something for your reference, is it actually possible to use that" light demon circuit "to fuel the operating machine at high speeds?

"Depends, but you'd do better than a somewhat talented magician anyway"

"Hmm."

"You want to use it?

"As the king of Lemuse."

"Ha, be honest with me"

At the beginning of the discussion, Harsim introduced the monkeys to Mizu.

I told him how I had become king of Lemuse and what kind of policy I was going to adopt.

Hearing the story, it seemed rather that Zaras had a crush on Hershem.

"Better than a fragile bird who spends his days in a cage and is crushed," says Zaras.

"But I won't impose it. That's the deal."

Harsim scratched the side of her head like she was in trouble and looked at Melea.

"How the hell can I make a loan to turn the king of a country so badly?"

Zaras also sees Merea as Hershem's gaze moves.

Merea at the time, leaning deeply against the back of the chair, laughed with pleasure.

"It's not a big deal - but, well, a lot."

"I'm not gonna let you just say that saving the country isn't a big deal, Melea."

"That's why I told you, Harsim"

Harsim sighed loudly and nodded loudly once.

Then I give him a face and say it with a slightly more serious look.

"I know what happened to a lot of people. - Miss Juliana."

"Oh, yes - Your Majesty"

"It doesn't have to be. I'm not the king to you."

"No, that's not how it works"

Harsim shifted his gaze from the window between his glances to Juliana, who looked out.

Juliana looks open into her rainbow-colored eyes like a gem and turns to Hershem.

"I heard from that golden deceased. You were talking about playing a play in Lemuse."

"- Yes. May I have your forgiveness?"

To Juliana's plea, Harsim immediately gave her a nod.

"Absolutely. I hear your play is amazing enough to make the artists of the city of art easier. If people come from the other side to see your play, it will also be for Lemuse"

"Maybe everything is, not a good customer"

"I don't mind. Not at all. Whoever comes, whether it be with it or without it, will come."

Harsim continued, touching on the current situation, where there are numerous demon kings in the dark.

"We'll take care of it as much as possible. Let's crack down on personnel to guard the play."

"Nothing, that's it"

"No, I need it. - That's what Melea's eyes say."

Harsim, who saw this one and Merea, immediately returned her gaze to Juliana.

"Let's get you ready so you can showcase that drilled art in full swing."

Having heard that far, Juliana draped her head wide, covering her mouth with her hands to impress.

"Thank you, thank you"

"Say thank you to Melea. Most of the good I do is because this guy is responsible for a lot of things."

"Harsim, that sounds just as ironic when you say it."

"What, did you just notice? I have been sarcastic from the beginning."

"I see you've got some poor sarcasm training while you're in Lemuse, too"

I exhaled like Melea was sick of it.

Then Merea corrects her collar and turns back to Harsim.

"I diminished the security between glances at once, but are you okay?

Merea said, looking up at the ceiling between the glances.

"No problem. You guys are inside. And outside..."

Harsim pointed her sea blue eyes at the ceiling, just like Merea, and continued in a relaxed manner.

There's Aisha.

"Outside?

"Well, it's an indescribable position to be exact. Outside, inside, between"

"No way, behind that ceiling?

"Your Answer"

Harsim stops looking at the ceiling and sighs loudly again.

"Lemuse also has a covert organization. It's Aisha who heads it."

"I heard you talking, but you're a really capable lady"

"Sometimes it's too good to be flawed."

"I know how you feel"

"Dear Merea,"

"Liar, joke, joke"

Merea responded as most to Marisa's profound voice, which came undisturbed.

"Whatever it is, I've been putting enough effort into it since then, too. I've often been behind Mouzeg in information."

"Yes, speaking of information, do you know the Pirate City between the Eastern and Northern continents?

"Oh, of course. I was going to talk about it."

And Harsim, who showed a nod, saw the Zaras again, and opened his mouth.

"From here on in, it becomes a story. There will also be fatigue in the journey. For one thing, the rest of you should go back to Starwood Castle."

The demon kings, prompted to do so, stood up from their chairs in turn, whispering, "I'm absolutely saying this guy is deliberate".

"Then we shall return."

It was Mariza who said so.

"I thought I'd wait for Lady Merea, but I have some things to hurry up with, such as a room clerk at Starwood Castle."

"Right. The management of StarTree Castle can't begin without Mariza, and that's better."

"Though, don't let Lady Merea be too late"

"Okay."

Mariza stared at Melea for a few seconds, unfortunately, as she heard the response.

"Because it's true. It's okay, it's okay."

"This is how I worry because your okay is hard to trust for better or worse"

While chilling, Marisa showed Merea her moistened eyes for just a moment, turning back on her heels like she had finally stepped on.

"Mariza."

Then, this time, on the contrary, Melea stops Mariza.

"Come here."

"Yes?"

To the words Marisa looks back again and walks a few steps to Merea as she is invited.

"What is it?"

"Stand there."

As they say, Marisa, standing next to Melea, sees with surprise what Melea does.

But as Melea rose out of her chair out of sight and turned diagonally behind herself, she couldn't see what was going on.

When she waits a few seconds wondering what she will be doing, Mariza unexpectedly feels her transverse hair hanging in her ear.

"This, a gift"

"Huh?"

I felt it in my left earlobe.

It's a soft, ear-punching feeling.

"It's amazing what surgical craftsmanship is in this day and age. They also make it easy for these little craftsmen to hang them in the hands of artisans"

Mariza searched for the mirror at the rate of Alankiri, feeling the heartbeat of her irresistible chest.

Then,

"Hey, something's coming down from the top."

Zarath points to the ceiling.

For a moment, I saw one of the stone boards on that ceiling moving. motion as if it had been removed once and closed again.

Further down the ceiling, we all noticed an object falling straight.

An object that reflects bright sunlight - a hand mirror.

"You're too creepy."

"I would. My lady's got no loopholes in every way."

Harsim held his head wide and said with a sigh.

……

The hand mirror falling from the top fits beautifully into Marisa's hand.

When Marisa brought it in front of her face at the approximate speed, her ears reflected beautifully on that hand mirror, which was spotless.

"This is-"

"I couldn't buy anything very expensive, but I got what I thought was the prettiest. Small, but earrings with gems. It's surgically processed so that it won't fall even if it moves big. And time will change the color of the gem. - I went to the City of Arts because of it, so I thought I'd buy one that looked like it."

Melea smiled and told Marisa.

"I hope you like it"

……

Mariza had stopped completely for a few seconds.

He seemed to be in love with the earrings in his ears in the mirror.

"Ugh, I want to"

"Really?

"True,"

Marisa was aware that her voice was trembling.

I tried to disguise myself as calm so that I could not understand it as much as possible.

Still...

――

I couldn't take my eyes off the earrings that showed a diamond-like glow in my ear for a while.

"Well, if you're in the way when you move, you can have it removed at all."

Are you sure you want to take it off?

There was such a strong determination in Mariza.

"Because Mariza always takes care of me. I'll probably take care of you a lot in the future."

"And naturally. Merea still has a lot to learn."

"Haha, I'm scared when I get back to the castle."

"Be prepared"

Marisa said to Melea with perseverance, feeling the red tide on her cheeks.

Melea spills "You're in trouble" at ease, whether she realizes it or not inside Mariza like that.

"So, we're going back to the castle first"

"Yeah, be careful"

Laughing softly, Marisa blamed Melea a little inside, waving with pleasure.

- It's too sudden.

Marisa was a little, awed at Melea, who always followed precisely the gap in her heart, saying what it was.