Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Alchemy King", as its name implies, is grasped by those who smelt gold.

"This is also a metaphor for the height of a merchant's arm, which is good at making gold, and it is literally used in the sense of someone who creates gold through a special technique."

Shaw then removes the stone spot he picks up on his way up to the hill from his pocket.

"Thus"

When I wondered if a complex surgical ceremony had run on the stone surface, Pika, and for a moment it glowed gold, and eventually it turned into a seldom golden ore.

"... you're less hesitant to grab that technique than you used to be."

Caesar, who was watching how it was, said with a serious look when he saw Shaw, who had unnecessarily performed the alchemy ceremony, not surprisingly or much more.

"... indeed, if you ask me"

"Once upon a time, you wouldn't have caught it easily, even if it was a pastime to get the story going."

Shaw doesn't originally like this alchemy ceremony.

That's also what took my 'normal life' away from me, and it's still a direct reason to be targeted for my life.

But ever since I met the Meleas at that Lindholm Spiritual Mountain, I've had more to grasp.

- Precisely, more situations I have to grasp, is it?

Blurring his head like a puffy, Shaw eventually howls the gold ore in his hand off the hill.

"Ah, it's a waste..."

"That's okay. Because it's a trick."

The glittering, moonlighted gold ore falls in a bowing orbit against the background of the night sky and eventually disappears down the slope to the foot.

"If my sperm runs out, I'll go back to normal stone again. - Yes, the alchemy ceremony. It doesn't make complete gold from scratch."

"If there were a magician who makes complete natural objects from scratch, that would already be synonymous with God. Just like the hero who made" Shinto "said," Clear-Lilith. "

Caesar laughs bitterly.

"From what I hear from Melea, that Shinto is not a completely permanent natural thing either. Anyway, if there was such a thing as Alchemy, I'm sure the Demon King with that issue would make money from scratch."

"If there were such a person, the world's economy would collapse once in a while."

"Business is up."

Still, would I still be in business?

- That's what we talked about.

Shaw cut the thought that was going to go deep and wants to get his hands on it so he can re-compartmentalize it.

"Caesar, let's start with what's going on."

"Can we talk about Gard-Rim-Windsor?

"Because I don't have much to remember"

Besides, Shaw continued.

"I'll be out any minute."

Somehow, I had a feeling about that.

◆ ◆ ◆

Events in the art city of Virgilia follow the back of Shaw's brain.

- Melea saw it, his parents.

The English spirits who were once called heroes and also demon kings.

There is a Necromancer (Mao) who brings such monsters to this world to serve.

- Now, I still seem to be quiet.

Maybe if the big battle stage is going to be this Sisalis, the one will come out.

This is close to certainty.

And then, I'm sure, that infamous King of Alchemy will come out as well.

The English Spirit of "Heavenly Sea of Souls" is not all about Merea.

- Rather, the English spirits who did not become the parents of Merea had more (...) of (...) chi (...) evil (...).

"Caesar, how is' she 'now?

Shaw asked Caesar once he shook off the predictions behind his brain.

"For better or worse, I teach (...) the Emperor (...) and (...) ku (...). I've been getting too close lately. Honestly, when I confess, I'm like," Here I am. "

Caesar smiled bitterly and dropped his shoulder.

"There are people in her who are intelligent. Probably a golden victim."

"Ho."

Shaw can't be unresponsive to hear that description either.

"What's worse is that the type of person who doesn't even want to use 'violence' to collect money"

"I see."

"That's a little different than you."

"Ha, what do you think"

Shaw shrugs his shoulders deliberately.

"'The Pope' has been face-to-face with several demon kings. Because she was trying to hide the Demon King in her country before that White Lemuse"

"Hmm."

"But one time, the golden deceased came and did it differently. I think she was in a hurry."

Caesar takes his pocket watch out of his costume chest pocket and checks the time once.

"Is it Mooseg"

"Exactly."

Caesar nods with his pocket watch in his chest pocket again.

"She was anxious that the (...) demon (...) king (...) of the eye (...) would be killed by Mooseg. So I sought strength and eventually began to use her own 'secret' without getting lost"

……

"By the time I got back from Virginia, that was already happening. Now I think maybe it was that 'Golden Deceased' sawdust who wanted to use her that sent me on an expedition to Virginia."

"... but you will also buy a loss if you don't leave her."

"If I leave her, she'll be alone. Because someone left her side and ran off to collect the money"

At that time, Caesar's eyes toward Shaw had a slightly blameworthy color.

Now, it's like asking for a little help...

"I have my purpose. Well, you still think this is just a little bad, don't you?

"Liar."

Shaw doesn't flicker when he gets Caesar's gaze like that.

I rather said so openly.

"Even I told her properly, 'Don't do it'." Because you can't do it. "

"I'm not saying it in a good way. So you thought she'd honestly say 'yeah'?

"That's right, because I didn't have the measure to fool her inside that much, either."

Caesar sighs back at Shaw, who said it with a twinkly look anyway.

"... liar"

"I'm not lying."

No, you're lying.

"Have you forgotten that my country's doomed factor is also in her parents"

Shaw, turn your gaze toward Caesar.

But Caesar didn't flinch.

"You wouldn't be the type of person to tie that kind of cause to the next generation."

"Hey, look at me like this, 'cause I'm pretty much the type to hold on to roots"

"That's impossible."

Caesar strongly denied it.

"Because you, too, are the Demon King."

Tingling, and Chau's eyebrows react.

"You think it's cheating or something to use that right now?

"... no"

"If you hadn't gotten sentimental and boring, I wouldn't have told you this. - Whatever it is, you can't hate her for the same motives that are wearing the skin of a demon named the Demon King from the world. Of course I'm not saying you don't have any emotions there, but you're a person who can see individuals by separating those things. Otherwise, I can't do a decent business."

Even if you ever use your opponent's backbone as a bargaining thought material, you can't live a world of harsh merchants with the willingness to kick delicious commerce for it.

The head of an organization that is about to become a continental grand chamber of commerce called the Sherwood Chamber of Commerce could not have come this far in such a brittle (...) weak (...) spirit.

"I can't be honest. Let me give you a magical word that I can be honest with."

Two, Caesar set his posture right and upright in front of Shaw.

That's like a clown stating his mouth before the stage.

But...

"- also wow (...) and (...) can't save her"

Caesar suddenly collapsed into Shaw's chest at the front of his head just because he couldn't get over it.

"Ever since she became pope - all the time...! I've been telling you next door...... Huh!" Let's not do this anymore, "" It's more dangerous than this, "" Save the Demon King in a different way. "

……

Shaw kept his head on his chest and cried down Caesar, just looking down quietly.

"But she didn't shake her head vertically! 'I have to protect that man'. That's what she always says!

Caesar fisted Shaw's chest.

Though it was not a strong force, it contained something that made Shaw's body feel a stiff weight.

"Evans! It's your fault!

……

Shaw takes Caesar.

But I will not gently labor that body.

If I could just do that - I would have done that a long time ago.

"I know, sir"

Shaw-Jules Sherwood has a purpose.

I met the heroes of the demon kings named Merea-Mere, and although there has been a slight increase in what they are intended for, their first purpose is still unchanged and in their breasts.

"Surely she might not have been pope if I had stayed beside her just like you and kept saying 'let's live in detail' together"

"That's how it's decided."

"But when it did, the three of us were dead."

"Oh, I don't know if I should......!

"No."

Shaw doesn't shake his head vertically.

"I decided to defend myself the way I did. She decided to protect us the way she did. There was a difference there. That's all we're talking about."

"Why didn't we both try to work together more..."

"I thought so. Didn't I tell you? 'Be quiet because you can't do it,' he told her. But she couldn't wait."

"Besides, I guess you say you bent your navel..."

"I'm not that much of a child."

Shaw looked up at the night sky.

Countless stars were glittering.

"But the way she thought of doing it in the first place isn't much different than that moozeg. That doesn't make any sense."

Shaw has a glance at Merea.

I don't know if you call that respect, but at least I remember being shocked to say, "I've never seen such an idiot".

An indomitable monster who chases his ideals and tries to stand up even when he is beaten by reality.

The spirit is not transcendent at all.

Some of them are oddly ambitious, while others are still appropriate for the year.

Sometimes I get swept up by emotions.

"Forced to gather strength and confront the hostiles. This is how you do moozegs."

"But that's the quickest way to protect yourself."

I know that too.

"On the other hand, a different way to do things than with Mooseg is a very cute road. so-called (...) be (...) y (...) and (...). But we decided to take that path"

And...

"Old me, too, decided to take a different path than Mooseg"

So I needed money.

"I wanted to rebuild the country built by the evil demon king, Gard-Lim-Windsor, and live this world in a different way from her - and from him, too"

As Demon King.

That's Shaw-Jules Sherwood's dream.

"You're a lot of kids too..."

"... I will not deny it"

Still, I've been chasing you.

We need a base to protect ourselves.

The Windsor merchant kingdom has perished, but it has not sunk the earth.

Shaw was going to buy back the former territory, which still remains part of the Scythian nation, with the 'power of gold'.

- How much money do you need in the world?

The same goes for money as a negotiating material, and we need funds to run the state anew.

Will we be able to gather only one former hand to support national finances?

No, no, no.

- I (...) na (...) et (...) so (...) ki (...) ru (...).

I really thought so. - Or I still think.

I've gathered as much power as I can think of, this one, even this one.

"If it weren't for Melea, I would probably have made something similar to the Baldra Coalition of Armed Merchants at some point"

A monster named Merea-Mere.

And several demon kings gathered under him.

If it weren't for an organization called the League of Demon Kings that was born eventually, I probably would have made something like that.

"... you can't do this."

"Well, it might be there"

I don't think I could do it the same way Melea did.

I put a glance at him because I think so.

"But on the contrary, Merea broke me through the gates that I would not have been able to cross"

The purpose has not changed.

I got an unexpected by-product called Remusse.

It will spread with the "Three Kingdoms" and perhaps add a few more.

"What shall I call this without calling it an opportunity"

Secondly, Shaw's wording returns to what it once was.

"I haven't given up yet"

Retrieving Windsor or regaining the dignity of the Demon King in a different way than Mooseg or Sisalis.

"If you ever name Evans-Lynn Windsor again, that's when I'm going to flip the anti-flag."

Someone made it, and the world spread it - to the meaning of this word 'demon king'.