Makai Hongi

"Be glad I'm back in town!

I just wanted to say somehow. Doesn't make sense.

"We've already made a heads-up. Let's continue to the castle."

"... ooh, ooh. I'm ready."

I got through to the rig.

"We're all set. I told him to wait in front of the castle."

"Oh well."

What a hand-wrestling deputy.

The last time I came, they waited for days.

You waited at the inn for the order of sight to arrive.

This is what happens when it comes to the rig.

When you go into town, it's awesome because you're ready.

I know I was rushing out of town in front of one, but apart from that and this.

If I was moving to match the day I got to this town, it would be too much.

Let's call it too much rigging next time.

But is that it? Don't let that get you into the movies.

"You got a souvenir to hand over?

"My men are well transported. I also checked yesterday. I've already given you the inventory, so no problem."

"Right. Then don't worry."

"Yes."

When the Messenger of the Demon King Tralzard came to our country, he brought a great deal of souvenirs.

The souvenir included the meaning "Regards,"

If it's a relationship between a country and a country, it's a big country over there and a small country over here.

If you just get it and return nothing, you owe me one.

This is how we came to deliver the gift, because I have trouble "paying back what I owe you now" later.

Externally, he said, "Now you don't owe me anything."

Most likely, we delivered a gift, and they thought, "The gift is back," or, "Now I owe you back. I'll see you on the battlefield next" is unknown.

It's about Tralzard, so I don't think it's going to be a big deal because I'm supposed to be giving you a gift in the sense of "don't be hostile."

It would be the non-combat races in this country that are overseeing these diplomacy.

You're supposed to be drawing the will of the Demon King, so I don't think it's a problem... no?

I hope you'll take it peacefully.

It's new to my memory that the Encounters let go of their magic... but let's forget that.

We walk down the town avenue. The town is large and the castle is still a distance away.

"You've rebuilt a lot. This whole place must have been pretty bad."

This is where the inhabitants of heaven raved around.

At that time, the junction was stretched, so there was no big deal outside, and it was only badly damaged inside.

Reconstruction is progressing in good shape.

Proof of a workforce and tight control.

Well, this expedition.

Members are more or less the same as usual.

Many have died in the war, so we are replenishing them for that matter.

And the Lamia, who joined my men, are the new members.

The Lamian tribe is also strong enough to be caught in the upper race.

I feel like a civilian type, but I'm tough and strong, so it would be awesome if I fought.

On second thought, my unit is a pretty fancy formation.

Brain muscle group called Vampires of the upper race to a well trained Auga tribe......

There are also Reapers and Lamias who are intelligent and powerful.

With special evolutionary me and stupid brothers and sisters, Tyman has no problem either.

"Hey, Rig. Wouldn't this member be able to drop one country?

"... Dear Goran, I have a loud voice"

I was going to talk to the rig in the back, but was it loud?

My body is big. The voice goes through well.

And so on and so on, the surrounding townspeople looked at this one with a bright blue face.

I also saw some running towards the castle and the garrison.

"You're not here for another war, are you, us?"

"So he said he had a loud voice. Please refrain from saying war."

Said it with a sassy face.

The rig has been cold lately.

He went straight down the avenue without a thing, surrounded by the sight of the castle.

"Where did you come to drop the country... Golan?

Standing arm in arm under the castle gate was General Meralda, a longtime reunion.

"Long time no see, General Melarda"

"Do you wish to fight my Lord, Lord Melvis the Little Demon?"

General Melarda spits out so remorsefully.

"No, no, no... that's not true."

There has been a misunderstanding.

For some reason, I began to misunderstand at the entrance to the castle.

"Still causing all the commotion, Golan is"

This is the castle's holding room, and now we're alone with Melarda.

We managed to solve the misunderstanding, so we were allowed inside the castle.

My men are in another big room.

I'm supposed to see Tralzard as Melvis' messenger now.

"As always? I don't recall any disturbances."

My presence is calm.

It should be rare for anyone to think as intelligently as I do in the demonic world.

You can nickname it Goran the cat you borrowed.

"... well, if that's what the Lord says, is that okay?"

For some reason, General Melarda had a very bad tooth cut.

"You were coming back this way more than that."

"The west is not yet stable, but there will be no more damage to our country."

Even if the little demon kingdom of the west is united, it no longer seems possible to sell fights to the great powers.

Little Demon King, what's the matter? It looks like it's worn out too much.

As a result, General Melarda apparently could afford to return to the castle.

"Originally the general was fighting in the south and on his way back east... he was headed towards someone with our country"

"Bye. I fought in the west. I don't work in a castle for a while."

I see.

Then is it normal for General Melarda to be here?

"And that's what I just did. It's my bullshit, but don't you overreact to hypersensitivity?

The big countries will be too gable.

"Are you hypersensitive?

"I feel that way, don't I? The whole castle is tingling."

"Hmm... do you still get it? Looks like Rieguard's been serious lately. I put a lot of independent troops on it."

"Are you an Independent... that's tough"

General Melarda's story is that the Rieguard army secretly crossed the border, and since the damage occurred in Tralzard territory, they have noticed the fact.

He said he was currently investigating the purpose and size of the enemy.

They're contacting not only this town, but other towns as well, calling for more information.

That's why the townspeople and the castle soldiers are tingling.

From the inhabitants of this town, we are unconnected foreigners in the orb of domination.

That's what comes in a group, and the battle race dresses as a whole.

In addition, it was a noisy thing to say, so someone distracted them and went to the injection.

Yeah, the residents aren't acting wrong either.

I just thought about it a little bit.

"I hear you sent a messenger of friendship to the kingdom of little demon king Melvis. So I've solved my misunderstandings, and there's no problem."

So it seems that the matter just now was already handled.

"Thank you"

I wanted to come as a messenger and avoid breaking out in the castle.

Besides, if you're a current member, you can't drop the country. But I'm afraid you're going to be able to get to a really good place.

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry... Your Majesty is here to see you."

People are here. He's ready to take a look.

"Then I'll go"

"Um, me too."

General Melada stood up with me.