It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

"Chi, Father. Why are you here? Weren't you in Wangdu? Or I shouldn't have told you about this..."

(Informal is also unofficial within you!

Emilia says with faces like Aww and Unbelievable. I'm stuck in her heart like that.

"That's sweet, Emilia. You can't hide anything else. As long as you have this muscle!

The demon king who poses strangely again and proclaims himself high. "Is that happening ~ I" stumbled and I bit my lip and stomped.

"Yes, Father."

I swallow my gokuli and spit, and unfortunately I look at the silly kid who truly took what he says. When I looked around, they all had the same look. Probably with what you're thinking. Slightly one, Master Solos's Classmaster, was just as stunned as Emilia, but let's not see it.

"Hmm, Princess Emilia"

The prince coughs up because he can't get on with it and urges Emilia to introduce him.

"Oh, yeah. I suddenly messed up, I'm sorry. This is my concubine's father, the king of this country, Vram Lelirex."

"Hmm, nothing hard is good for you. Hmm, welcome."

That's right, there's only a princess and she's quick to change her mind. It quickly takes away the prince's will and moves on with the conversation. but the introduced demon king changed his pose every time he talked, and because of the enormity of his impact, the words didn't come to mind. Everyone just stands there with a poka face. Only a few of them had their eyes shining...

"Now, what are we standing here talking about, and shall we go into the room? My daughter's guests are welcome to show off their muscles."

"Howe, you were here"

From those of us who fought against the Demon King, who had said terrible things with a refreshing smile, this again sounded cold to the bottom with cold air.

At the same time, the expression hardens and the movement stops, the Demon King. Then, for some reason, Emilia is also stopped.

I looked back in horror and one woman stood there arm-wrapped how long she had been there.

Straight hair, long and beautiful enough that it might even be underfoot, was black purple and peachy toward the tip of her hair, as was Emilia. The dress perfect for her body exaggerated her luscious figure, and from its brewing intense aura, she was the style she deserved as a king, so much so that at first glance I would mistake her for a queen. Compared to the king of bread thighs......

"Ah, ah, sister...... how come, here. It must have been classified that the rest of us were here."

Kind of a demon king who talks the same thing Emilia said a few minutes ago. Are you nervous or sweaty?

"That's sweet, fool. Ten million years early to hide something from me."

I couldn't help but be dismayed by the development of this earlier interaction being replayed again. I mean, I feel like I've just been stunned.

"Trouble with my cute bell that remained in the King's capital with unsolicited behavior, to name but a few, this ugliness in front of guests from other countries..."

She approaches us with a chilly tone. I felt like the temperature had dropped without my heart or around me. No, it's falling back. Her underfoot is a little frozen in the evidence.

If you look at the Demon King, he is a leg cracker of sweat. This is not what I found out which is the king. Finally, Emilia is in the same condition for some reason.

When the woman came before us, her bottom cold aura instantly misted and gracefully let her thank the lady.

"Ladies and gentlemen, nice to meet you. My name is Elizabeth. I apologize for showing the First Prince of the Kingdom of Aldia, His Royal Highness the Rayforth and his friends a very ugly place. It's very rude of you, but would you all please come into the hall and wait a moment now? I'll be done in a minute."

Aura stings as she cools to the bottom again on the last word. We were taken to the Sphere, with or without mention, and went into the room. I don't have any fine dust, such as the desire to speak differently, so it remains flushed.

"Elizabeth" - a demon tribe who is entrusted with all his diplomacy in the kingdom of Lelirex and who is also known as the "Witch of Ice Blood" who comes out before my master tribe, and who is afraid.

This is the first time I've actually seen it just because I was taught in class, but when it comes to the Lelirex kingdom, she appears more within our kingdom of Ardia than the Demon King. By the way, I later learned that Belle was the name of the Queen, the wife of the Demon King, abbreviated as Beltochica.

"Well, now the concubine... farewell, Father, Mother."

Following us, Emilia also tried to walk away, and I could see her head being eagled.

"You too, Emilia. Master Elisha wants to tell you about this incident. Good thing I wasn't there... you did whatever you wanted."

"Oh, no, the concubine... Ahhh!"

The doors are closed by the maids to block Emilia from screaming.

The screams of Emilia and the voice begging for the mercy of the Demon King went away. I didn't want to imagine what was going on over there, so I decided not to look at the door.

After a while, I don't know what happened, but Emilia's the tension. Back off. Apparently, the demon king was forcibly returned to the king's capital by Elizabeth.

(Damn, what are you doing here...)

Thus, the distracted front seat ended, and finally our eating party began.

"Ah, it's over... the freedom of the concubine has come to an end... from now on, we're going to have to be shut down as a caged bird... every day watched on that horrible aunt..."

During the supper party, which was supposed to be busy, Emilia, sitting in a chair placed between the walls, leaning over with her head deposited on the wall, was quite sad. I can't help but feel the clothes are still frozen.

Seeing where usually tense kids have sunk, somehow it's what people say they want to encourage. I approach her and try to call her a voice of encouragement.

"Your Highness... be so pessimistic"

"Forget it. Why don't we enjoy the dinner party? Everyone's. Drink and eat.

"Besides, you're switching fast!

Speaking to Emilia, she stood up with a cherooked face and stared with shitty eyes at the place where the food was lined up. Me not knowing how fast to switch and not being able to give up the place.

"Oh, and now my aunt has stabbed me with a nail... this time to solve the case ahead, it was brilliant. Thank you."

I really feel more like it now, but it's like I was originally invited for it, so I bowed down with everyone after one bitter laugh.

"Oh, you did what you had to do! Everyone's stuff, we'll drink, we'll eat. Ooh! Wahaha!

"It's not waha, Emilia. I don't know."

and realizes the presence of the person that Emilia has been speaking to and solidifies it as frozen again.

"Hey, why isn't Auntie here... you left with your father?"

"Howe, is there anything inconvenient about me being here?

"Yes, no... that's not true... bye"

Elizabeth's sharp eyes narrow and stare at Emilia, a strange tribute that remains solidified. I'd like to think it's my fault that those eyes only seem to glow red in my heart.

(Honestly, I'm scared to even look at third parties, Master Elizabeth. Exactly the Queen's Piercing Lock. Well, I'm not the queen)

Afterwards, thanks to Elizabeth's presence, the dinner party went on fine, and I was able to taste a delicious treat, too.

I was slightly interested in what was going on with the demonic food culture, but when I opened the lid, it was normal. However, do you mean the South? Seafood looks mainstream.

(Well, I'm glad it didn't turn out to be a bug dish or a gete thing dish)

While I decided to enjoy the food in peace, I noticed.

That's Elizabeth's behavior.

She was in a cool, dignified position, bickering with the grownups, but when she saw the gap, she seemed to come to us and care about something. Well, I didn't care because I thought it was normal to worry about our guests, but it's perfect for us after we're done dating the obvious adults.

In particular, it was perfect for the adorable safina, which is still shrinking like a small animal due to tension. That makes me think of a certain hypothesis.

(Oh such a scary looking sister is surprising...)

"Unsurprisingly, Master Elizabeth loves small, cute things and pretentious things"

I have spoken of my thoughts in a far-fetched way. And the worst is when the person is there with everyone.

The prince and Magilka look at me with a groggy face, and I put my hand on my mouth that I'm gone. If you look at the fearful Elizabeth, isn't her movement somehow solidifying?

"Hey, Auntie, what's going on? Auntie, it's been a while since you've hardened. Could it be a picture star? You're called the Ice Blood Witch, and you're afraid of it. Actually, it's a cute thing - my favorite maiden! I wonder if the room is decorated with cute nuigurumi and pretentious decorations."

Emilia says it's funny that you should stop. It stirs up Elizabeth.

"Shut up"

Elizabeth tightens Emilia with an iron claw in a low, bottom-cold voice.

"Ah, right. So, it's a star or a star! Wow haha! My aunt and Nuigurumi, the crease of fear, even yep."

Elizabeth drags cheats and her to the nearby door as Emilia stirs up a state of iron claw to clear the resentment of her years. And, in good time, the maids opened the door and threw Emilia out to throw the poison away from it. Then Elizabeth stands in front of the door and unleashes Blizzard-like icing magic in the direction Emilia is in.

"Ugh, don't! Hey, Auntie, how cowardly of you to exercise your strength. Ahhh!

(That's the Demon Clan. I guess it's okay to that extent because it's magically resistant, but it's powerful for a long time even though it just shuts you up......)

Emilia's scream is empty, and the door is gracefully closed by the maids. For once, even though I'm a princess in this country, I only came out laughing empty-handed. and Elizabeth returns with a clear face as if nothing had happened to us now.

"I couldn't hear you. I'm sorry, did I say something?

"Hiya, though!

And Elizabeth, who stood in front of me, was so scared from the bottom of her heart that I had to rub my voice up and shake my neck to the side fast. I don't have any other options right now.

"... nevertheless, that observational eye that spots the person in just a few moments. Surely, during the festival, you must have noticed the presence of the intermediate as soon as possible. Huh, I'm getting very interested."

Elizabeth narrows her eyes and smiles with her hands in her mouth, telling her to only hear me in one breath.

(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no It's not like there was ever any evidence. Don't raise your rating weirdly! Scary, like Queen Dos who found her prey. Very, very scary. Ooh)

I was the only one who blued in a different way as everyone looked at Emilia's disappeared door. Is it true that the mouth is the source of the disaster?