I Become a Staff Officer in the Demon Army, but I Can Only Do Office Work!

The combination of Jin and Colette, who do not know what their presence is in the Devil's Capital, has been engaged in intelligence since the infiltration of the Devil's Capital.

The mandate given by the country is the assassination of the traitor "Akitsu Akira" of mankind.

It has only been found that this person has now become an executive of the Demon King's Army and is carrying out reforms within the Demon King's Army as the station director.

That was stated in interrogations or torture of prisoners, in materials collected on the battlefield.

But the key qualities, faces, and people are completely unknown.

Only being of imperial descent can be discerned by name, so the intelligence services of the United Kingdom are investigating it.

However, the anomaly is that no public records or kinship relatives can be found at all.

Therefore, Zinn and Colette must assassinate dignitaries at all.

"I mean, it's just me"

"You don't have a choice. The only place where fake Akira passes is in the country. Better than Rondor. If you walk to Grouse Stadt, you'll have one shot."

Gin is human.

It is easy to distinguish between human beings and demons.

In fact, Akitsu Akira has to walk through the Devil's Capital with his fingers pointed at by the devils who go to the city.

Still, in the Devil's Capital, spies are no longer treated because they are named there as "the only person in the Demon King's Army"...

"You don't know if you're happy or unhappy for me. It's easy to say it's easy to gather information because I'm a celebrity, and I can say it's hard to gather information because I can't move."

"Ha... It's useless."

"You have no choice, do you? I'm communicating with my own country here, so you're gathering information all over the city. And then I'll make it too."

They found a place in a mountain hut on the outskirts of the Devil's Capital.

An old man from Dwarf was hiding in that mountain hut, but by the sudden hand of a visitor he has already finished his old age life and life itself.

So Jin set up an impromptu antenna, tried to communicate with the country, and succeeded.

This is a hard task to do with this, but it doesn't look like it to the Demons unfamiliar with machine operation.

"... to envy with an easy-going job"

"It's not as easy as it looks."

Colette flaunts her shoulder at Gin's answer as she responds floating smoking and opens the door just saying she doesn't want to get involved any more.

A dark smell of nostalgic and hateful magic sticks to Colette's nose.

Jin says when he tries to close the door and start the activity.

"Anyway, please. If you have the strength to kill Akira, you can also kill the Hate Demon King."

Colette did not respond to Jin's words, but closed the door, and looked back to heaven.

She shrugs at the sun looking down at people from far heavenly heights.

"I'm gonna do better than that."

and.

Decades as a general citizen who had pledged allegiance to the Demon King, and decades of humiliating living as a prisoner of the human army, and as an intelligence agent who hates the Demon King, for the next few months or so.

Such Colette has returned to the Devil's Capital, Groth Stadt.

"... how many years... no, it's been decades, I guess"

To and from the heavens, the streets of the Devil's Capital, Groth Stadt, coincided with a slight memory deep inside Colette's brain.

Nothing has changed here so much that even Colette, who was not originally born in the Devil's Capital, can tell.

The city of mankind changes a lot in decades, as you can see from the small iron lattice over the prison.

A skyscraper likely to reach heaven, a huge bridge across the strait can be built.

In contrast, the Devil's Capital is unchanged.

Like fossils left over from the times, nothing has changed.

No, is there a change? The castle where the demon king lives has a crack in it. The brick building begins to see a breakdown, and it's not strange whenever it collapses.

Doesn't it seem to symbolize the current state of the Demon King's Army?

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In a hundred years, the Demon King's Army print shrunk to less than half.

In a hundred years, demon kings and demons will only be spoken of in history textbooks.

Isn't such an end for everyone to admit?

Nobody sees reality?

Or do the Demons feel alive and worthy of turning away from the tragic battlefield?

So that's how you can walk the city with a smile on your face?

In Colette's head, the question arises.

Through doubt, resentment, seemed to be leaking into words.

It could have been lucky for her to see her talking bumps and suspicious words and not report anyone.

Speaking of events that took its place,

"Wow!"

"Geez."

It's just that I bumped into a kid jumping out of an alley. Thanks to you, I was able to get back to my sanity.

On the other hand, if you are a child, you have a huge buttocks due to physical differences.

"~ ~ ~ ~"

"Oh, I'm sorry? Are you okay?"

Reach out your left hand to the child that Colette has hit.

Then the "boy," who would be the same birdman as Colette, with wings on his back, smiled,

"It's okay, sister!

I said, without taking Colette's hand, I stayed up.

What a healthy child, would a normal person think?

But to Colette, who's not normal, I didn't care about that.

Seeing the boy's, age-appropriate smile, Colette opens her eyes and fears.

"What's wrong, sister? And... and what?

What am I doing now?

No, to put it in more detail, "Why is my right hand pointing a pistol in my nostalgia, and why is it pointing at a boy?" It is a question that comes from fear.

The boy stares seriously at that black pistol that Colette put out of his nostalgia.

Peek into the muzzle and sometimes touch with the tungtung.

It is a picture that seems like it would fall off if humans saw it, but luckily most of those who live in the Devil's Capital don't understand what it is.

And luckier than that, the pistol I carry was being forcibly replaced by one with a safety device by a gin.

Her index finger was touching the trigger.

If I hadn't traded it for gin's, I'm pretty sure the boy would have had a huge blossom on his head by now.

"... nothing. More than that, aren't you in a hurry?

"Oh, I did. Your mother scolds you. Bye, sister! Sorry!"

"Yeah. It's okay, now be careful"

Returning to normalcy, following with his eyes the back of a boy with wings on his back, Colette remembered what had just happened in her chilled head, and was chilled by that memory.

No matter how much you hate demon kings, no matter how many agents you fight for mankind,

Why did I instinctively try to shoot a stranger, an innocent boy?