Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

I thought I would tell the Demon King about the divine word.

If it's true, it must be muscle to report it before contact, but I forgot to blah blah blah.

You have no choice, do you?

I've been acting on my own until now.

However, this time the opponent is the biggest force in the people, and he's not the one who says he can handle failure like he's ever done.

If the boulders fail to negotiate, I can't follow them alone.

No, there's nothing I can't do, but I'll kill anyone who gets in my way - so...

If you do that, people will be in big trouble.

Hmm, and when that happens, the black will putz.

I don't want to be oranged.

That's why we'll throw a round at the Demon King for the follow up when we fail.

It's okay, it's okay.

Because there's just going to be a bit more hostile forces in the people.

Come on, come on.

You can do it!

Yeah.

Success or failure will do me no harm.

It's Subara.

That's about the demon king's stomach wall.

So I came to the Demon King, but it wasn't a good time.

Just about a moment before I entered, it looks like a foreman was visiting the Demon King's room.

When I entered the Demon King's room without a knock, there was a demon king with his legs on his desk and two people standing upright immobilized before him.

There is no Baltic.

Must be running around being pushed to work by the Demon King again.

"Ah, White, in a good place. Come in."

The demon king prompts me to enter the room.

Shit, if there are people out there, you should have missed time.

The demon king called me to run away.

I have no choice but to go beside the Demon King who invites me.

"Listen to me there with you."

I don't know what's going on, but I understand.

"Well, shall we hear the report?"

Said the Demon King as he nicked.

Yeah?

No heart or in a bad mood?

You're guessing the demon king's bad mood, the look on the faces of the two characters is hard.

Two people, one a colorful sister.

The other is Shota.

Your sister is the leader of the Second Army Corps, and Shota is the leader of the Sixth Army Corps.

It has a colorful appearance, but it was a big, clean demon tribe.

"Yes. This time, our Sixth Army, with the cooperation of the Second Army, succeeded in hunting down the brave. But it was backfired in one more step, with the result of losing valuable combat power. I'm sorry."

What?

Have you hunted down the brave?

Unexpectedly look at the Demon King.

Even though I said I'd see it, my eyes remained closed.

Has the Demon King noticed my gaze, too, nodding with a grumpy face?

The brave are preparing to erase their very existence from the system.

So I told him not to give a bad hand until he was ready for that.

'Cause I hear these guys got their hands on the brave guys.

"Apologize from me, too. It wouldn't have turned out this way if my unit's had been able to serve lethal amounts of poison on schedule."

Hmm.

I mean, I kind of poisoned the brave guy for being a spy at your sister's, but he said it didn't all go away.

Shota's troops were attacked by a brave man weakened by poison, but it was payback.

Is that the place?

Sure, it's a big breakdown if you normally think about it, but rather well done.

You don't have to kill a brave man badly.

You were so incompetent and helpful that you couldn't kill a brave man.

"Lord Demon, Lord Sarnatoria has only helped. The Sixth Army leads the operation, so I'm responsible for everything."

Oh, good for you, Shota!

But you guys are fundamentally mistaken.

"Hey, what's wrong with you guys?

The Demon King speaks the same thing as I think.

There's a grin on that face.

An abusive, evil grin.

"Me. Come on, you must have given us a proper circular, right? Don't touch the brave."

Yeah, it doesn't matter if the operation fails or something.

Losing your power, but it doesn't hurt or itch for the Demon King.

I'd rather lose you.

The problem is that I gave a little bit to the brave guy I thought I told you not to get your hands on.

It was a problem from the beginning.

"Why did you ignore the orders and put your hands on the brave?

I'm laughing, but anger in my eyes.

And intimidation that fills the room.

How are the two of you in that mood?

Don't you even have to ask?

If your face turns pale and you're trembling in small pieces, you'll know the inside of it so you can take it.

You're not gonna shut up, are you? Or didn't you hear me? How dare you miss the words of the Demon King? "

You couldn't have heard me, but you're mean.

Shota rushes to open her mouth, but the words don't seem to come out well, she just opens her mouth like a pak and a goldfish and repeats the tightness.

"Sorry, I didn't"

The words finally squeezed out are apologies without any twist.

I guess that was the best I could do.

"Hmm? What's that apology for? Because I made a mistake in the operation? Because you moved on your own? Because you didn't listen to me?

Word blame of the Demon King even more relentless to a shota full of them already.

In contrast, your sister can afford some.

"The wrath of the Demon King is most appropriate. But we are also worried about the power of the brave. This time I ended up failing, but it's also true that I chased him down to just one more step. I'm sure you'll succeed next."

Oh, I did it.

A deafening noise called Gori sounded.

Then, the sound as if chewing through a gorilla and something hard.

Red liquid descends on Shota's face.

Shota doesn't seem to know what that is.

With a Kyoton face, he looks up at the source of the liquid.

So I see eye to eye with my sister, who is also a Kyotong face, who has lost her arm.

Screaming.

Your sister and Shota screamed at the same time.

The demon king stares at it with cold eyes that he doesn't seem interested in, chewing his sister's arms.

Is it the power of bulimia, that obviously can't fit into the little mouth of the demon king?

"That's what I told the brave man not to put his hands on it, isn't it?

As I may say, the Demon King tells you so by separating words briefly.

Your sister listens to the words as she holds the root of her lost arm.

If you don't ask, they'll kill you.

"I don't care about the power of the brave or anything. Because it's important that brave men live as brave men. Yeah, because you don't have to understand that, do you? Because it's your job to fight and die."

Shota groans.

"What? I thought maybe we were special about ourselves? Nothing. As far as I'm concerned, disposing of it on this spot right now doesn't hurt or itch, you piece of garbage scum? I don't have a lot of thoughts."

The demon king waves his head with the expression of heartbreaking.

Actually, I'd mean it more than half of the time.

"It's time to remember. You guys don't deserve it. If there is, it kills enemies full of them, and only at the end of the day when they die and are restored to the world. If you don't like it, kill your enemies more than you deserve. Die if you can't. If you can't hear me, die soon. Come on, die. Die. Die. Die."

Both my physically bleeding sister and Shota look blue.

Because I can see the Demon King is serious.

Well, shall we give you a helping boat here?

"Baltic, overworked death"

Squeeze bossy.

Once these two are in quite a position, and when they're gone, that's all the mess of work comes.

The damage definitely goes to Baltic.

If it gets any worse, Baltic dies.

"That's troublesome. I can't help it. I'll forgive you this time."

The two were taken aback by the Demon King, who lightly returned his palm, but when I turned my gaze back to sanity, leaving in a gracious hurry.

See how it goes, I shrug my shoulders.

The Demon King does the same.

"So, what did White come here to do?

Oh, yeah.

Afterwards, when I talked about divine discourse, the Demon King stumbled on me.