Retrospectively, one winter day.

mountain huts, or at the stronghold of the human army while infiltrating Demon King's territory.

"- So your job isn't to kill the Demon King. Gathering information."

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A human man with a beard and a flattering young demonic woman were discussing their future policies.

"At least give me a reply. Got it? Or do you have any questions?

"... I don't like it"

Note that occasional conversations are not concluded.

"Kill the Demon King. This is a decision."

"Nma, it will happen in the future... do you have the math to defeat the Demon King? How to defeat the Demon King, who is not responsible for a massive attack by the human army."

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"If not, listen to me."

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"Any reply?

"... ok"

It was a gin plagued by Colette's lack of communication.

A mountain hut halfway between the Devil's Capital and the front line, out of town, is their stronghold.

Jin's homeland, the United Kingdom of the North, is far from home, with no physical support whatsoever. In addition, Jin is a human being and can be judged an enemy in one shot if other demons see him.

But even in such an environment, Jin was doing his job as an intelligence officer first class.

It was his job to get information as well as supplies and money due to the movement of supplies running down the street, the situation in the town and occasional raids on empty nests and carriages.

It was a small, and fine-grained task, which was thought to have no effect whatsoever on the big picture.

But with the information he had, the human army could have detected the attack beforehand, or had succeeded in identifying defenseless points.

"That said, there are limits to that, too. That's why I contacted my home country and called you. A handful of demonic collaborators."

……

While Ginn explains with a nagging laugh, Colette listens only to the information she needs, without any emotions floating around.

In between, I was thinking about how to defeat the Demon King.

"... that I am passionate about my work"

Jin, who saw it, leaked that sentiment in disdain.

Even a good leader with charisma always has someone to rebel against and knows Jin well enough to be the target of the worst assassination.

That's what people are like, and the Demons are no exception to it again.

But even so, Colette's intention to kill the Demon King is extraordinary.

How did that happen, Jin was beginning to be interested in the inside of such a collet.

"... gin. I have a question."

When I was thinking about that, Jin interrupted his thinking by the fact that Colette, who was keen to work, had spoken.

Having taken the paper cigarette out of his nose, he urges him to speak only with gestures as he lights it.

"How do you communicate with your home country?"

"Use the machine behind me. The transmission is encrypted, Morse, and the reception is more or less random. I'm sure the country should be transmitting in Morse, but there must be a lot of problems."

"Random number broadcast...?

"What? Didn't the country even teach you that? Damn, they're useless."

Say, Jin looks at the clock.

There are two types of clocks in the cabin. Both are pendulum clocks, but the time indicated by the clock needle is completely different. And on the other hand, it was about to be 14: 00.

"... about time"

When Jin said that, I turned on the radio. Prepare the pen and paper and wait for it to come.

And fourteen o'clock United Kingdom Standard Time Just. It was strangely light and strangely ominous music that played repeatedly via the speakers on the radio.

After it lasted for about a minute, with a pale woman's voice,

"63820, 63820"

And even began to flow the numbers.

Jin writes down the numbers and decrypts them in one hand after the broadcast ends with a cryptographic random number table.

It is a laborious task, but this is one of the few tasks that can be called Jin's daily routine, so it is a familiar one.

A few minutes later, that meaningless number became a meaningful sentence.

"Be glad, Colette."

Jin then conveys orders from his home country to his new partner with a smiling face.

"I have your favorite assassination order. By all means, no deadline is set."

……

Colette's face has obviously changed. My eyes are filled with intent to kill, and my heart only gives me a candle look.

Gin, who enjoyed the change, added a floating word.

"Except I'm not the Demon King"

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Colette's face changed again. My eyes will be filled with disappointment, and I will only have a frightened look in my heart.

Jin thinks she's an emotional woman.

"Well, don't look like that. Even if he's not the Demon King, he seems to be close to the Demon King."

That said, he shows Colette the decrypted ciphertext.

It was there, the name of the target...

"Same as me - no, it feels just like you, this guy"

Colette speaks of that name written in dirty letters.

The only human name in the Demon King's army.

"Akitsu Akira"