Instant Messiah

… As it stands, Ista was staffed, but therefore too short of personnel to respond flexibly.

For, there are basically two options you can take.

Abandon the hostages and ignore the demands?

Do you not abandon hostages and swallow demands?

"... Mr. Gallon. Which would you choose?

"It's settled. Wolves don't abandon their people, but it's human business to imitate them. Impossible."

"I agree. But I'm not putting Your Majesty in danger. And I really don't think humans would do this."

"... you think your daughter's gonna lose? Something human."

"Absolutely not in this world. That's why we couldn't imagine them working such an outer road...... no I should have imagined but I neglected it......!

……

Aroma broke her expression there for the first time.

Regrettably, just like the gallon earlier, there were even tears.

Seeing Aroma's face stretched harder than usual and his trembling right hand, the gallon's head also cooled a little.

"Yes, it is my responsibility in this case. My, my incompetence, this time..."

But she was a strong participant in Diabolo's decisions. If you're going to cry, you won't need her.

Gu, and ramblingly not even like her, wipe the droplets floating on her sleeve. After that, there were no traces of tears at all.

"... we can't forget the cause. Our ideal is to create a world where innocent people can live happily ever after. Diabolo helps those kids. Your Majesty thinks the same."

"I agree. I don't want to abandon those kids, even though Lily's got them all over my head."

"... as before, it may have been good if His Majesty's figure had not been known. Because I was able to be a shadow fighter. But in Leviathan the other day, His Majesty is engaged with Ninina and others."

"... then it's settled"

"Yes, but naturally, we will also be escorting His Majesty."

"... do you think they're bringing all the hostages over here in this operation?

"There's no reason for that.... If I were in the same position, I wouldn't imitate teaching them the number of hostages, and as long as the same strategy is effective, I'd keep a spare"

"That said, the kids in the corner are right in front of us. You can't help me... you can't."

So one of the messengers headed to the human side returned.

"Dear Aroma! Hostage exchange was unacceptable!

Aroma sighs.

"... well, naturally. For them, the fact that the people we own are worthless... is more than not in the bargaining terms from the edge... we have no choice. Let's ask Elle to rescue the hostages. Contacting them is not included in the terms, and if it's possible to recapture it's best."

... did you dare not include it in the terms? I'm sure you will. This may also be part of the human measure, but I can't even look at it with my misty fingers around.

"... okay? Not just your daughter, you didn't like using Elle, did you?

"I can't say anything long. Pa......"

"Pa?"

"... I wish Nine could have used it for a negotiator, but it's too dangerous... and there's no such respite. We'll put Puria on Elle and get her out of here if there's any danger."

…… Mm-hmm. If I were to let them do it, it would be after the apostles came into the castle. Otherwise, he doesn't know what he's gonna do. "

"It's settled. Then let's go tell His Majesty."

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"... if you don't have any other hands, do so"

Cristella turned to the aroma and gallon in front of her when she came to talk about her future moves, and she answered that as she hung out.

"Yes. But, Your Majesty, it won't bother you. They'll kill me and Mr. Gallon."

"They're human beings while taking hostages, shamelessly bargaining bodies. Your daughter, laugh at their mouths with her nose. Let's tear eight of them apart the moment they're done talking."

That's right. To two of her bosomy men, Cristella gave it back without expression.

"... no, you guys don't get your hands on it. It's rare, and if you're a guest on a long way, you can have the rest."

When they heard the words questioning the sanity of the Demon King, they panicked at the boulder.

"Is...? Yes, it won't! It won't, Your Majesty!

"Wait! To the boulders... can't we trust them!?

Not so, Kristella waves one hand and continues.

"Without a weapon, etc.... you humans, I guess it's a small measure anyway... for the rest everything is trivial. Their hands will never reach this body first. I say let's play boring... guide the humans to the rest of us. Don't get your hands on me after that."

"Rethink, Your Majesty!

"Shut up, Aroma. It's a good game to clear up your recent depression."

Gallon also opened his mouth to embarrass Cristella following Aroma.

"Not even like a lady, no... Aroma is right!

"... you too, won't obey the rest. Aren't you too influenced by Nine's idiots?... Hey Gallon. What's left for you is that much of a relief...?

"Yes, no. But..."

"But what? If you don't care about the rest of the orders, do you want that status back?

... pale, but they notice Cristella's words that can even seep through hostility.

I thought you were concerned about the human visit, but no. I even understood that this was a more deep-rooted, manifestation of the Demon King's emotions.

But we have to keep all this short notice. They believed it was something they had to do even on their own status, which they once worshipped from Christella herself.

... That said, communicating your will as hard as it is will definitely not accept Cristella. There are few left until the deadline indicated by man.

Honestly, Christella responds to this one with strong words so far is unusual. Above all, you should be aware that this is a time of crisis.

Whatever it is, Aroma opens her mouth once and for all.

"... By the way, where is Nine? It's a corner opportunity, and I thought it would be nice to talk to someone who's human."

I heard Cristella just scratched Nine the other day, but I guess it's not more lethal than keeping her around.

Most importantly, I'm pretty sure she's obsessed with Nine. If only slightly the Demon King could inspire him to change his mind... and Aroma thought so.

But the choice of that topic was clearly a failure.

"... what do you mean to ask that mountain monkey? What does he have to do with us here and now? Aroma, you... said the Demon King should ask for human opinion. Progress to that effect, is that it? Hmm?"

I notice that the tone of my voice dropped even more than earlier, but it's already too late.

The words of the Demon King, even mixed with disgust, continue.

"Hey, my Chancellor. I still think that your role in this situation is to present yourself with the best possible measures… I don't know."

Shit, and rising from the throne, Cristella proceeded to walk to Aroma's sight.

"Is that what your opinion is about when you ask people to dictate what they say in crusading humans? By the time you're so foolish... if you're not conscious enough to be king, I'd really like to ask for your guidance."

"Hey, what...! That's not what I'm saying, it's just that I can't risk you, Chris...!

To be honest, it was a shock.

Because I didn't think I could be so malicious, etc.

There was no such thing as an opportunity in Aroma's life to be struck with such distorted, maliciously painted words by a being that is not about the words ahead of him, but about a being that is his boss, a being that guides the people, and also his best friend, Christella.

"Don't do it, lady, it's too much of a twist on anything! We just can't let Diabolo lose you, so...!

The gallon you see recruits Cristella by forgetting even the salutation you were protecting at the very least.

Aroma, who was still upset, forgot her position and even floated a moment of gratitude for the gallon that had been biting herself from time to time opening her mouth to protect herself.

But it also disappears quickly. Undoubtedly, such a statement to Christella today would be counterproductive.

As Aroma expected, Cristella hoisted its willow brow more.

The expression is in a position to be described as furious.

"Get lost, Gallon. Are you still not reflecting enough on just returning you to your parents' house?

"... Huh! I say this out of loyalty. I thought it would be wise to follow the Prime Minister's opinion this time!

To the gallon that reached the earliest step of disrespect, the Demon King turns a cold gaze.

We both understood that it was not the late expression that made us calm.

"Wise. It's necessary. Wise, wise. Yeah, it matters."

I said that deliberately, yeah, nodding, and now I turned to the gallon, and Cristella returned the deadly word.

The expression is filled with anger emotions.

"What's wise! Think in the hip, you have a febrile bitch!

"Become!"

"Don't turn your back on the rest of your teeth, you waving your tail to a human male! It makes me nauseous to be loyal from your mouth!

"Oh... no... Lies, I suppose, my lady..."

"… there is no place left for you to be protected. Enough is enough. If you still have some loyalty and loyalty, just follow the rest of your life."

Looking at Chris' back as he turned his back and returned to his seat, Aroma gave up on Chris' persuasion, looking sideways at a gallon that was clear and tearful.

He leaves the room with a bow of grace, pulling the arm of a gallon that is falling short of strength.

... Her originally sober thoughts set priorities for herself here and for the Demons.

(... We need to protect Chris no matter what. As long as she survives, it is possible to create a world of demons. There must be no king defeat, lethal despair spreads to the folk grass as well. Only Chris' death must be avoided......)

(After guiding the Apostle, that moment I invite him into this room. Stab him in the back with a gap...... no isn't that sweet on the boulder? In case you ever avoid His Majesty's first blow, even if you have been blamed, it is only then...)

(... Mr. Gallon, at least now you'd better consider it useless. But when it comes to fighting, gallons have to get involved too...... I don't have time to keep fighting longer than this one is going around the back. At least one of you is sure I'll be the one to tailor)

(... I'm not putting up a SS chief on Dada, she's good too, and a quick spiritual comeback if she's in a state of combat... I can't help but be depressed right now, but please when you're in trouble...)

(Let Selfi be put behind His Majesty. If she also served as an escort to His Majesty the Demon King in past generations, in case anything happens, I'm sure... yes, she will protect me. My predecessor, Your Majesty... your father also told me to rely on her.... in case there is no such thing. Believe me, it's okay. I need to give instructions to my men...)

(Tell Elle and Puria too, in rescuing the hostages, directions that will not be discovered until just before......)

(The time to tell the messenger... oh, too much time, good to be on time...)

One by one, I organize things in my head that need to be done.

Above all, even at this point, when Chris definitely refused to make a wrong decision, Aroma put her faith in its strength alone.

Her magic power is overwhelming, just infinite.

Polarity, even if pressured by the castle's own weight, she can only suffer from abrasive injuries.

In a demon clan that prefers peace, the demon king Christella, who is said to be the strongest in history, lies in a king whose strength alone is required to preserve that peace.

… that in strength in that battle, man's measures do not extend.

In the end, Aroma's own reason led to a common sense decision.

However, she understands to some extent.

that, by nature, the spirit of Christella is weak as though it were inversely proportional to the benefits of flesh and magic.

(... Dad. Your Majesty, please...)

And she didn't assume.

… for example, when you lose them. How weak she becomes.