Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

"I think you look great"

That was Satie's first voice when she saw my outfit.

Well, you can't guess.

Because this girl probably says the same dialogue no matter what I dress up for.

But what a uncomfortable and bad hobby a nobleman wears at a ball.

In modern times, you could wear it in a suit, but not in this world.

I don't feel comfortable dressed in overdecorated clothes and enjoying a ball with the nobles and the big merchants.

Because I've never been in such a magnificent place.

In previous life, of course, there was no connection to what would be a party, nor in any other world.

The Demons basically don't do such pointless things.

I would have a banquet, but I don't have the idea of having a ball or anything, having a small conversation, etc.

"Satie, is it a classic thing to say in these seats, even in a small party joke?

For once, I'll ask Sati.

She's a girl who used to be a maid of honor for a city lord named Arsenum.

Somewhat, I may have the knowledge of that hand.

I thought so.

Satti answers.

"We were talking about something that Sati didn't quite understand."

Says there are many topics spoken of at parties, mainly about politics, economics, and war, but more than that, they say, is the shady mouth of nobles and big merchants.

"No world changes people's rumors or bad tastes."

I guess that happens naturally when people get together.

That grand nobleman looks like a gentleman, but makes a woman slave peel off every night.

That princess receives the envy of a woman all by herself, but she's actually gay.

That lady is in unjust contact with a miserable male slave.

I don't know which is true and which is innocent, but maybe, we're whispering about that to each other.

I feel like I'm going to go to a place like that now.

Because I was confident that they would surely be turned into rumors.

For once, the name of this ball is to celebrate my engagement with Julia.

Eltoria was tearing up, "I need convenience," and I guess that's the kind of name I need, but I'm sure I'll be the target of attention.

The invited aristocrats and the big merchants should look at me and whisper.

"I wonder how that young man got into the Octave family"

and -.

It was troublesome explaining the situation, and I can't be honest with you in the first place.

I guess I wish I was speaking to the nobles and the big merchants in unmistakable terms, even with a loving laugh, but I get gennalised when I think its pointless time extends to hours.

Leaks a sigh of sigh before the event, but to distract him, looks at Sati.

She was dressed up, too.

"Because I have nothing to do with it, and I'm only your husband's maid," Satti said, admonishing that Eltoria,

"You are the benefactor who took my daughter's place. I want you to join me."

And, because I strongly recommended it, it became this participation.

Plus, it would be huge that I suggested you join me.

Before this, Sati's outfit was quite something when she took the place of Julia.

Normally simple made-up clothes also looked great, but originally, they are beautiful.

The kind of dress worn by the nobleman's maid suited me well.

Plus, Satie's a girl, too.

Even though he says "I'm afraid" in his mouth, he should be delighted in his heart.

- Probably.

Maybe it's a man's unsolicited imagination, but a guy named Girl should love a ball or a dress.

We may not have such an opportunity in the future if we return to Ivaris.

It would also be the Lord's endeavor to indulge you here for the first glance.

That's how much Sati takes care of me.

With that in mind, Satti and I headed to the party venue.

The party will be held at a reception hotel in the heart of Zenobia, not at the Eltoria Hall.

That means that this party is officially held by the Zenobian allies.

first thoughts when I saw the Zenobia reception hotel, it was

"There's money everywhere."

It was.

Sculptures have been set up in vain everywhere, in a creation reminiscent of the Gothic construction of the Middle Ages.

Although there are many sculptures imitating the gods of each sect, this may be characterized by many sculptures with the merchant country, the commercial god Amenica.

Ammenica is a female god in the first place, and it may be easy to carve sculptures.

Even sculptors are men.

It is decided that carving a sculpture of a beautiful woman is more fun than carving a sculpture of a mu-sa-painful man.

With that in mind, I saw the names of the authors who carved the sculptures, but they were all famous Dwarf sculptors.

"Zenobia still has enough money"

Once again, when I divulged that feeling, I entered the hotel.

The reception hotel was splendid not only on the outside, but also inside.

Arts and crafts are everywhere.

The painting standing there belonged to a famous master, and the pot Satti was touching indescribably was a precious one brought from an exotic country on a distant eastern continent called 'Seika'.

Perhaps that alone would cost enough to allow civilians to live for a few years.

So keep your mouth shut.

If I tell you the price, it's about Satie. My hands trembled suddenly and there was a good chance I would drop that pot.

Eltoria would laugh and forgive me, but this one makes me feel sorry.

Whether you are a deputy commander of the Demon King's Army or a nobleman, you cannot escape the feeling of the common people.

- Thinking, for example, Hans, the butler of the Octave family, appeared, and he drowned with respect.

"Dear Ike, the ball is ready. Heavy towns are gathering from every country and city."

"... a ball or do I have to dance"

There is no such concept as social dance in the Raw Hate and Demon Nation.

Goblins, oaks, etc. show cheerful dancing if booze is put in, but they are all appropriate without moulds. It changes each time.

Will it be subject to mockery, such as dancing, to the devil tribe?

Although Sephiro and others like to dance and are looking forward to inviting one of the travelers to watch dancers dance these days.

Anyway, I don't have the skills or experience to dance, including in my previous life. I didn't have a hobby for watching and enjoying the dance like Cephiro did.

What should such a person do at a ball?

"By the way, Mr. Hans, I can't dance, what can I do?

The answer to that was Julia in a bright red dress.

"I will lead you through this."

"No, not on that level, I've never danced since I was born. You may be trampling Miss Julia's foot."

"That's what I did the other day to the neighboring city, isn't it? But no problem. I don't care how many times Ike stomps on me, I don't hate Ike."

I'm assured so, but saying so doesn't lighten my heart.

I can feel you exposing the crowd to lousy dancing, and I can feel more comfortable stepping on a girl's feet.

If I'm seriously worried about something I can't handle, Miss Julia will pull my hand.

"Come on, Master Ike, I'm sorry to keep your guests waiting. We're the stars of today's party, so we need to get to the venue."

And they pulled my hand.