I dreamed I was overlooking a vast meadow. I realized that was someone else's dream because it was still a landscape I had never been to or seen.
The calmness of the wind I feel on my skin feels good. I guess whoever keeps this memory liked to see this view.
The gaze flows at will. What caught my eye was a giant tree.
Many huge objects were also seen among the trees that inhabit Tayz, but this size is likely to leak an exclamation breath.
A huge tree stretching thirty metres in length stands only one in a vast meadow.
Put your hands gently on the trunk. It's not my own hand. Somebody, is it a woman's hand?
"-, I knew you were here"
I hear a gentle man. A familiar voice, I can't remember who it was in the vague state of my dreams.
But the Lord of this body slowly turns back, and puts the person in sight...
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"... does this feel good at last?"
I had a dream that wasn't bad as a wake-up call. But honest thoughts, being able to show people their memories, are not very good.
Recently I've had more chances to dream of places I don't know. At least there are no such big trees in Japan. Is it true that the world Guinness tree was about that?
The cause is largely, but I suspect. Its credibility has increased in one Hark Dock case.
"It's time for him to move decently, and experiment a little"
Wake up and get better.
A series of disturbances in Quama also ended, and I've been back in Tays for over a dozen days.
In each country, adjustments are largely made to the armaments prepared for the Scarlet Demon King.
This one does not offer cooperation here, but at the same time we must proceed with the development of the Kuama demonic world, which we are entrusting to the Jestuffs.
Originally, the Kuama demonic world was a land where grass trees do not live satisfactorily, and in that regard it is very easy to get hold of.
Once some equipment is in place, purification will begin there on the axis, allowing the production of agricultural products.
The promise, the pioneering of Quama, has also been successfully persuaded around by King Zenotta, and so far, it is not a problem.
Show us this prepared development plan and King Zenotta will put in the adjustment. Later, give instructions to the demons of "Purple" to begin the work.
Tens of millions of demons are cutting trees together. If we do too much, Moriyama will be further ground.
Even if we proceed too quickly, the demand hurdle may rise, so some of them are trying to thoroughly monitor the surroundings.
The reclaimed trees, soil, stones, etc. are processed so that they can be built straight on the road.
Sneak the extra minutes and turn to developing the Kuama demon world as well.
Even if wood is difficult, stones and soil are relatively easy to excess. It's a simple task to separate, so the devils can take care of it.
Clay objects should be made up for in bricks, others in earthbags, and shortages in magic and all sorts. I have been consulting with 'Purple' about how to build a building out of demons, but they politely refused to do so.
Its "purple," but he's been punished for letting one of the laitis, Ritial-Zentry, escape, who was plotting with Larheit.
To be honest, the change comes even if I strike it off with the merit of halving Raitis' operative, but it's the very existence I gave him because he says he can handle it.
By the way, in doing so, the great devil Duvreoli, the faithful butler of 'Purple', also didn't ask, saying 'Punish me too because I am responsible', so he gave the punishment that makes me think of the punishment to be inflicted on 'Purple'.
At first 'Purple' looked just a little dissatisfied, but I was just a little concerned about Nori when I saw Duvleoli's face, which looked more hopeless than that.
Duvreoli suffered from the troubles, which led to the imposition of the manufacture of 'magic equipment' on 'purple'.
A peculiar weapon supposedly made by the Black Demon King to his own demonic tribe, some of which also flowed into the human world.
One of them is Girista, she owns the Devil's Sword.
Gillista's performance is not good because of his substandard presence, Ilias or Wolfe, or because he's a good opponent of a guy named Harkdock.
However, it is strong to the extent avoidable among adventurers, and in some countries it is also a celebrity treated as a no-go.
The strength of the Devil's Sword would also contribute less to its activity.
Whatever it is, more people will be in favor of future battles if 'magic tools' can be built.
By the way, at this stage, Ilias, Wolfe refuses to equip the 'Devil'. Lachra was originally called a bareback situation.
It is likely that it will be around Ekdoyk or Harkdock or Mix to handle the finished prototype.
"Ooh, you're up!
……
When I went down to the ground floor to wash my face, a hark dock dressed as a housekeeper was cleaning.
He was kicked out of Jestuffs, who remain in Kuama and continue to pioneer, and is currently being used as a choreographer here.
But I'm not going to push cleaning or anything like that for real chores. This is the discretion of the Harkdock individual.
I am currently allowed to reside in Mr. Van's mansion. Accepting the Hark Dock through the muscles was an easy story from Mr. Bang, who is tolerant of accepting Gradona.
"How did you get in? It must have been locked."
That's because Ilyas's wife gave me the key.
"Mister... weren't you older?
"That's the best ancient ginseng of my brothers' men, and I'm the head of this house. You have to show the greatest respect, don't you?
In fact, the best reason would be to say that he was killed seconds after the injury was fully healed.
Jestaff's right arm, which parasitized and transplanted the demon, is honestly subtle. The weapon is ready to grip, but the magic enhancement is not working, so it is halfway through the attack and defense.
Still, it can already be used if it is about everyday life. The shady effort is a wolfe.
Most importantly, it is difficult to tell the difference because the Jestuffs themselves have deployed the demons and have put their right arms in two to carry out the work.
Oh, yeah. When it comes to the biggest change, it's like it's okay to look at this face.
The reason for this lies in the sunglasses that Hark Dock is now equipped with.
It's nothing. If I had a bad vision, I'd have been fine. I'm not such a dick. Rather clearer than regular sunglasses.
These sunglasses speculate on why Hark Dock faints and are a special order that he made Nora make as a countermeasure.
As soon as I was fine, Harkdock's attitude changed and it feels like it is now.
"Looks like your sunglasses are doing well too."
"Ouch! My brothers, my face is perfect! Hey, it feels a lot less harmless if you can even take care of it!
"Whoa, take that off once and then say it?
"Come on, brother, have you been caring for a man since before breakfast? Me and the girl are hugging me."
"I don't give a hug. I'll roll it outside."
"That's not a response to a guy with a special winning concern coming to clean!?
Harkdock's emotions are very easy to read. Harkdock is now trying to have a good relationship with this one.
I guess he's trying to be shameless as the right arm of Jestuffs in the future.
To do this, I want to learn everything I can from here, and I want to make the environment better if I'm in the corner.
The speed of switching is close to talent in a way. Until a while ago, I had a face full of anxiety...... one pair of sunglasses changes me.
"Fair enough. I'm here because of you, help me get ready for dinner."
"Oh, like! Tell me about Yugra's star dish, let my brother eat it."
"It is the mountain of Sekiyama that reproduces it in close proximity due to the ingredients. Well, you can steal as much as you can."
"Whoa, let me steal more and more, huh? I don't care if you tell me to give it back later."
"If I erased your memory, wouldn't I have had it returned?
"Brother, is it a gift to come up with that naturally sweet idea?
Harkdock can do it to a high standard if it's a common chore. I guess it's the result of not being able to satisfy Jestaff's assistant from time to time and continuing to do it looking for what I can do.
It might come in surprisingly handy if you ask Gods to let you learn how to cook. No, even if it's good for Hark Doc to use it that way, I feel drawn to Jestuffs.
Ilias appears as he is cooking. With a slightly sleepy face, I don't give a shit about Hark Doc being there for granted.
"Good morning, Mr. Tsubaki!
"Oh, good morning. You've been here all morning to help... you're a maid."
"Well, I'm going to help you put it on a better breakfast."
"I see. When you have your share, it's very simple."
"I'm sure Mr. Van would have prepared a better meal."
"I'm letting you live for free, and you can't dress up like your brother if you even let me serve you a meal. That mansion doesn't have an atmosphere where you can help."
Mr. Van's mansion naturally has a servant. A guest would refuse to let me cook.
Perhaps Mr. Van's mansion is a little breathless for Harkdock, who had an outlaw life.
"Good morning, sir! Ah, Hark Doc."
"Hey Wolfe. We're almost ready for breakfast."
"... mmm"
Oh, Wolfe looks subtly dissatisfied. It's usually a little more time to prepare breakfast.
Wolfe surprisingly likes to help. Do you even think that if I wanted to help, I'd already been helped first and my position would have been taken away?
"Wolfe can you wake up Lachra?
"Shit, Lachra wasn't here anymore"
"What, again"
Lachra started going out alone in the early morning and in the middle of the night, something like that when she got back to Tayz.
Probably more time to train because of the fatigue you can get when you get back.
I have nothing to say about losing to Hark Dock, being made a difference to Ekdoik, factors will vary, but if you're going to make an effort to fill it.
I measure Lachra's sleep intervals just in case, but not so much as a lame special training.
I also take frequent naps, etc., so I won't have any problems with self-management.
With that in mind, Lachra showed up from the front door.
"I'm hungry -. Oh, Mr. Harkdock."
"Hey, Lachra, special training in the morning? You're going to be fine."
"I'm just choosing a few people's time slots so it's easy to concentrate. I'll take another little nap after dinner."
"Oh, I do get to concentrate early in the morning with only a few percent more. But why don't you come to my stomach when I eat and get some sleep?
"It's okay. I've been drinking and sleeping for a long time."
"You're not saying that's okay, are you? Even Jestuffed's brother is getting off the hook."
"It feels good to sleep in the mood of ho ho ho, doesn't it? Hey, Master Promissory?
"Sometimes it's not bad. It's out of the question to show the face of a hangover every time."
"Dumb. 'Cause all of Mr. Gods' drinks are delicious..."
Should I tell the Gods guy to restrict it? But it's gonna be his sale, right?
That's how we all surround the table, and it's breakfast time.
Until a while ago, I was alone with Ilyas, and now that's breakfast for five?
I'm sorry to make too much noise, but it's not as bad as this. The look on Ilias's face also seems somewhat delightful.
After breakfast, Ilias went to his room to get dressed and Lachra went to take a nap as declared.
The three of us left clean up breakfast, and honestly it's a little narrow being in the kitchen for the three of us.
"Brother, where are you going today?
"You're at a magic study today."
"Oh, no, you've never seen me do magic research. I knew it was unusual.
"If you say it's changed, yes. And then we're gonna go see how 'purple' looks."
"Purple Demon King... No, you've never met the Demon King in person..."
Ever since Harkdock became one of us, the Demon King trio and Harkdock had an exquisite near miss.
"Purple" hangs on the manufacture of "magic equipment," and "gold" keeps Ghane busy in his internal affairs.
"Ethereal" and Ekdoik collect eye-catching demons in the Kuama demon kingdom.
Low-level demons make it possible to manipulate with one will, but many don't listen to what they say will also be a unique class.
The three undead, who used to protect the 'Ethereal', are the ones who originally manipulated humans with necromancy. It can no longer be used to show hostility to humans.
Well, because we said, "I don't even want to see my face anymore," we're supposed to have all the demons of natural occurrence.
"Well, don't worry. All three of us have a hard time with our personalities, but suddenly we won't antagonize you personally. There's no denying the possibility that some kind of applause will be handled in a colorful way."
"Wow, I don't feel safe about one thing. But, well, these sunglasses? Because if there is, instinct runoff seems to grow up too! That's not a problem!
"No, those sunglasses - oh, you're a visitor?
I can hear you knocking on the front door. Only three people on the ground floor right now, including Wolfe and Hark Dock.
When I was about to head there, Hark Dock headed to the front door with us.
"Brother, I'm coming. Even if it looks like this, I know how to handle visitors!
"I don't think that's how they come to respect each other that much. Maybe it's Mix."
No, when I think calmly, I was a princess with a mix of frequent faces.
Marito's going to be here forever. Well, I lived with Hark Dock and the guild's advisor, and sometimes I make fatal customer service mistakes.
"Shit, Wolfe can handle it well too!
"Oops. Wolfe is well tapped into courtesy by Mr. Marya. There's no question."
"Heh!
I just have to wonder if Mr. Marya has taught me anything that's not good.
I wonder if that guy is flying somewhere with that guy too. I can't talk about people, though.
"Oh? Were you cleaning up your meal?
"Mm, 'purple'? That was unexpected."
It was' Purple 'and Duvreoli who showed their faces in the kitchen.
It's quite a rare sight for a princess and a butler defending it to show his face in the kitchen, isn't it?
"I'm here to talk to you a little bit about the 'Devil' thing, should I have put it back out?
"No, I'm fine. I was going to show my face today, too. I thought I'd introduce you to a blacksmith."
"Oh? You get it, don't you?
"There's nothing you can say about magic technology. But 'Purple' isn't very familiar with weapons, is it?
"Yeah, when you think calmly, you don't even know how you make a sword, do you?
"Man, the 'devil' created by the Lord will need a corresponding weapon. I'm not going to question your point of view, but is it something that you can prepare so easily?
"I'm a blacksmith who made the sword of Ilias that slashed you. Wouldn't that be a problem?
"I see. Then there's no problem."
Duvreoli knows with his own hands the sharpness of Ilias' sword. Then maybe the hardness of the sheath.
Mr. Tolluid, who built Wolfe's bespoke gauntlet, would also accommodate a special shape for 'The Device'.
... One thing I wondered by the way.
"Hey, a guy named Hark Doc went to the front door to pick you up."
"That guy, you say Hark Doc? When you look at people's faces, they fall, so you put them next to the front door, right?
Ahhh, I knew I saw the Demon King direct, and Hark Doc's instincts went wild.
Hark Doc's instincts are so hypersensitive that his superiority has passed. The stronger the opponent is a threat, the stronger his instincts convey his vigilance, and if he is too harsh, he loses his mind due to the strength of that vigilance.
Normally, the Demon King can be the greatest enemy to mankind, a natural enemy.
I can't do it to the extent of that sunglasses trick. Well, okay.
"It's only natural if you think your heart is broken by the Lord's glory, but I'm just worried if I should forgive you if I look at the Lord's face and think of him as faint"
"You should think you lost your mind because you're too beautiful, right?
"I see. Then let's just say I'll hang it with a blanket."
Oh, Duvreoli is kinder than I expected. The Hark Doc guy, how pathetic he felt to lose his mind.
"It's terrible to be too beautiful, isn't it?
"Isn't that a compliment?
"I care about my appearance, but you think I deserve it? You miss being too much, don't you?
"That's a pretty complicated mood. But we're talking about Hark Doc's position, right?
"Do you want to be worthy of your words?
"I see, with greed. I never thought of" purple "as a flower in Gaoling."
"Is that a roadside stone?
"Don't make me extremes."
"Pfft, are you kidding me?
Anyway, 'Purple' is in a good mood. I may have liked the stun art of the outgoing hark dock.
"But Shige is treasuring stones!
"Oh, really?
"Well, I pick it up as a souvenir."
- Well, I wouldn't mind a stone.
"Shall we go there?
Back in the living room, a blanket-hung hark dock slept peacefully on the bench.
It was a joke to say it was peaceful, and the expression was "such an idiot".
"Yeah, well, yesterday was the day of the Demon King's regular meeting, right? I was just about to tell you about that, wasn't I?
"That was a full moon. But I guess last time it ended without any reports?
Only consciousness is invoked on a full moon night in the special space reserved by the Black Demon Kings.
We were reporting back to each other there.
A little trouble had also arisen before through it, but the last time a colorless demon king spoke for the first time, there was no longer any exchange of information between us.
From the Scarlet Demon King trying to invade the human world, the Bea Demon King leaving me alone, there can be no information to give to the Demon Kings who have fallen back on the human side.
"That's a little bit, isn't it? To put it bluntly," no color "did it to you?
"Again, that colorless"
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Time goes back to the night before.
The huge round table is lined with eight colored crystals as usual, with gold, blue, pale, scarlet, purple and colourless sparkling.
"Hmm, is everyone still around this time?
"Aren't you? Aside from Bea, there's nothing Scarlet wants to tell us, is there?
"Right? Then when it's time, it's over, okay?
"..." Scarlet. "Is what your Lord asks still the same?
- That's a stupid question.
The low voice of the Scarlet Demon King sounds. The voice was not the usual pale voice, but contained a strong will without stray.
"Oh? You're gonna give me a response?
"If you can throw words that will test my readiness, it will scratch the name of the Scarlet Demon King who fails to respond to it"
"Gahne is more than a battlefield, no doubt. As a concubine, I want you to stop."
"I'm not going to say no to your choosing to coexist with people. But I'm not going to let you block my path."
"Even if I used" Curse of Sequence "?
In the discussion place, the demon kings are given the curse of sequence so that they can have influence in the order in which they were born.
Though it is the mighty restraint that does not hold, if you go against it, you will experience unpleasant feelings.
The sequence of the Scarlet Demon King is fifth, second and fourth, if the Golden Demon King and the Ethereal Demon King, they can also work verbal coercion.
"Whatever. That degree of discomfort, if you want to fulfill my wish, take it spoilt."
"Oh yeah? Then I can attack you. Let me use it on your stomach. Let's do 'gold' too. It's just right for the nuisance fee."
"" The Lord has changed a lot, "he said... Well, yeah. As a concubine, it would be your word if the Lord could make more or less mistakes in judgment because of this discomfort. If..."
"Yes, sir. - You want me to give you a minute?
Interrupted voice, it was emanating from colorless crystals.
Yugra, the white demon king, his demon tribe but man with the demon king's name, the colorless demon king, has interrupted the conversation.
"What are you talking about, 'no color', a neutral lord interrupting?
"I have that." Curse of Sequence "is only a lubricant for smooth discussion in this setting. Isn't it fair to use that in harassment?
"If you're going to say that, why don't you also say it when 'Purple' was trying to attack Ghane? What now?"
"Ma, that's a joke, so I don't care? What matters is the Scarlet Beast, your will. You're already going to tell the rest of the demon kings, aren't you?
"... yes"
"Then this place is no longer necessary. This was prepared by Yugra as a place where we could discuss it in peace so that we did not have to contend with each other. We don't even have to discuss this if we're hostile to each other, do we?
"- Huh!?
The demon kings are each transferring their will to the crystal. I can feel the space without eyes or ears just as it is on the spot.
All those demon kings reacted to the changes in that space.
There was one man standing in the space.
Black hair, black eyes. Feathered over light black skin is an invisible hood assimilated to the scenery.
The colorless demon king himself appeared in that space.
The colorless demon king rides on the round table with his earthfoot and turns with pleasure.
"What are you surprised about? I was given your surveillance by Yugra, right? I'm sure you have every right to visit this place. Well, you guys cleared up and became enemies. The long-lasting licking of defects also ended. Yeah, yeah, I'm glad you're watching the chicks nest, huh?
"Treat your concubines like chicks, or your real age will change a lot."
"From my black sister's point of view, it's your contention. It's a prank. I have to be neutral, because I'm getting caught up. I'll give you a tour, but make it an interesting spectacle, okay?
A colorless demon king lays his hands on the void. Then a giant sickle existed in its hand as if it had been gripped from the beginning.
The colorless demon king gently turns and wields a huge weapon that far surpasses the colorless demon king's body by the size of the blade alone.
"Come on, the times have moved on to the next phase. To change the world, do your best, demon kings."
A colorless demon king waves a sickle on the round table, all crystals smashing at the same time.
The will of the demon kings left in the crystal is still spicy.
And what the remaining senses felt even more was the sight of the space itself being torn apart and extinguished by its swing.