Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

Revealed in the previous chapter

Catfish headed east carrying Patia on his backpack.

When he comes to the collection point of the Demon Stone, Cat Human travels with Tart to Lehum, promising Patia he will buy him a new instrument.

Also on the road, he encountered killer mercenaries moving northeast from Cascade Hill. A major top-secret operation is about to begin, including the hated Migo.

Upon arrival in Lehm, Cathuman relied on Heather, the florist.

Liseri's boyfriend is asked the perfect handsome, that and the wedding story Gucci, and somehow gets a crossing with the Holt priest in the diocese.

In the attic of the diocese awaited Priest Holt and Batavia of Triwhite-eyed, an investigator from the sealed province who came from El Riana's own country.

As a result of the exchange of information with her, Nekohuman reveals himself in the hood and finds out who he is, at the cost of information on Patia's father Edward's end of the line.

Sir Edward Pattington is a researcher belonging to the Sealed Ministry.

And he was studying creating demon kings as human beings. If cat human speculation is correct, Patia is the result of that research.

Starting the day after that, investigator Batavia accompanied me on an expedition to the East.

At the end of the long journey, in one of the free cities of the east, the collaboration of Batavia confirms the relics of the Demon King to be kept by the House of the Holy King. But it was fake.

Nekocht nearly lost sight of the shock's much purpose, but Batavia's suggestion would leave him to another Holy King family, which is no good and east.

On that road, he conquered the bandits and reached a giant manor house just like the Holy King. The relics of the late Demon King, Brooch and Li Cruz, existed there.

His lord discerns and says that the identity of Electrum is a cat human in an oral tradition from his ancestors.

bandit exorcism and returning it to the cat human at the cost of the truth of his ancestors.

Cat Humans returned that they had already crushed the bandits, and for the sake of the descendants of the Holy King, who had hated them furiously, they spoke of the Holy King as seen from the cat playing the whistle.

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Unspoken Chapter

Spoiled by the Demon King, A Cat Human Seen History - Ruin -

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27-1 Back when the Absolutes of the Demonic Realm were still lazy.

Some things are visible because it's after it's all over.

A series of events that happened 300 years ago were all orchestrated by someone.

After everything was too late, I finally realized again, too.

This is a recap. It is the story of the demon king who lost his tenderness, his foolish servant Beretotto, and his immortal hero.

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"Demon King, the humans are in Tsu's Great Wall (...) again..."

"Um, well, but... today is a bad day... We'll talk about it later..."

"But now the enemy is so far away...!

"It's tough, if the scene like that does something about it... The wobble never moves from here... and then (...) and others make blinking a hassle..."

It began with a repetition of minor events that incited total war.

The fall of the Pope in the human world and the consequent birth of the new Pope are one opportunity.

Now I think the papal election then is also a dubious one, how far it was fair.

Well, anyway, this led to their crusaders marching intermittently, from the Gigas line to this side.

It's very unthinkable in today's world.

But another day, when I was about to enter around autumn, there was a major incident that shook the demon kingdom as a group of its crusaders passed through the Tsu forest and tragically slaughtered the heir to the then most moderate Demon Marquis family.

"Dear Jeremiah, we are already at the limit of patience! So far, why don't you order them to conquer!

"You are our king! I've never doubted my loyalty or anything. but... the people are not convinced that the demon marquis was murdered!

A series of noisy people pushed him to the castle of the Demon King.

From morning to evening, I say with my mouth shut. Trying to crush the Gigas line, terrorizing the humans.

"I'm tired of you... but I have one conclusion to make. Dahl, trouble, I don't want to work..."

"Isn't that three, Demon King?

The Demon King did not respond to the direct complaint.

My personal theory? No, I'm just me, you don't have to look at me personally.

Besides, the Demon King had already suspected it before.

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By that time, Master Ispa and the Devil Duke of Ispa Armado frequented us to the Castle of the Demon King.

He said it couldn't be called a close distance from the territory, but he was passing me by with a prosperous leg.

"Well done, Ispa, this spicy castle glorifies when you come. And because of them, my kids are scared..."

"This is what's happening. Everybody's killing me."

It's called the Demon King's Castle, but its fruit was like an abandoned zoo.

It was a fine dog-cat mansion with 60% cats, 30% dogs, and 10% more.

"So, have you checked...?

"Yes, definitely. There are those who have guided their enemies inside the Rosenline to manipulate public opinion in the demonic realm. But not until the mastermind..."

"Ha... well, that's been a hassle again..."

"Absolutely. Published the facts and executed the executioner, they will no longer be convinced."

"Cute strawberry bellet tote. Rub your hips with that soft meatball..."

"Yes, Demon King. Excuse me, Master Ispa."

Yeah, it is.

The king who binds the demons still didn't try to fight.

He's the one who hangs up all the time and has a bad posture.

When I rubbed my hips on that ass lying in bed, the spa always looked at the catfish he had raised with envy.

"Mm-hmm... ooh... meatballs are the best, this works..."

"Your Majesty, when you can raise a very colorful voice... I was wondering if we would be under any suspicion"

As the demon kingdoms were stained with belligerents, Ispa still believed in lazy demon kings.

And it was. This is what the Demon King said then.

"Phew...... Fight, fight, fight... what will that be... I'm not asking you to keep your hands together with humans. But... to successfully extinguish them, whoa... ♪ Success... where it happened, nothing will change..."

"Huh...... but the incited will say:...... why. They're trying to destroy us. Such a ferocious creature should, on the contrary, be wiped out from here than from the ground."

I, foolishly, will eventually have been stained with the idea.

I left myself to anger to belong to the slaughtermen and tried to take the revenge of the Demon King.

It would not have been very much what I am, as the Demon King and the Ispa want it to be.

The Demon King turned it into a lateral sleep, now he showed his arms and let his favorite cat human rub it there in a meatball, white and beautiful.

"It's no use, nothing changes... Ispa, the woe prophesies, if man perishes, now the demonic tribe of demon seeds and the demonic tribe close to men and beasts will begin to kill each other..."

It is the supreme pleasure of the demon kings to be me.

Even if it were a beast frame, I was loved by its demon king. It is also natural for the spa to envy you.

"Destroying it just changes the actor, it doesn't matter... Then rather than killing each other, we'll deal with a virtual enemy called a human being... You don't think the present form of solidarity is better yet..."

"So you're a hassle, a dahl, and you don't want to work."

If the results are the same, it just moves wasted. Well, there would certainly have been a lot of those parts.

"Um, you understand. Above all."

"Then can you clean up the paperwork that's behind you?

"... um. It's a bad day, let's do that tomorrow. Oh, yeah, well, I don't mind if you do that. Huh?

"As you wish..."

No, sir... let's defend this place from me.

The Demon King is an absolute man who can win any opponent if he wants to.

Therefore, the Demon King has a weak obsession with victory.

Trying to get something or breaking the status quo and getting better was a special creature that I wouldn't even think about.

Lord Jeremiah, the Demon King, was absolute.