Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

Troop leader, no, when I said goodbye to the Liliths who came out to the brigade leader, I went back to my own office.

When I sat in the chair, not to say anything, it was Satti the boulder that came out with the beverage I wanted. Her attention heals my heart after running around the battlefield.

The smell of coffee she prepared fills the room.

This coffee was given to Eltoria, the leader of the Trade Union, when she went to Zenobia the other day.

I'm not sure how good or bad the beans are, but originally, I'm a coffee party, so it makes me feel better when I'm wrapped up in this scent.

And the amount of caffeine in the coffee is also appreciated.

I've been even busier since I came out as Legion Leader.

Ivaris, of course, receives one important document after another from the ruling city.

It was one of my important tasks to look at them and make a ruling.

Looking right through them, Satie drips her head with respect.

"Congratulations, sir, on your birth"

When I looked up, she was smiling at Nico.

I'm as happy as I am, that face.

Actually, I guess so. This is already the third time I have heard this dialogue today.

"Are you so happy about my birth?

"Yes."

And the maid Satti nods.

"You might get busy and spend less time on Sati, huh?

"I don't mind that."

And, Satti assures me, he immediately changes his expression.

"Oh, no, I miss you a little, but I'm still happy to win"

Satti supplements.

"Because if your husband becomes Legion Leader and you work hard, peaceful times will come soon. Then you'll be in the office forever."

"Right. Free from the war, I could be a lord of some part of the world and live in peace."

The Demon King Army and the Allied Kings are still in the middle of a battle.

Is the battlefield almost mutual, something like that?

I still don't see the end of the battle, but in time, the days may come when I'm just drinking Sati's coffee and tea for me.

That makes me feel better when I'm free, but I don't think I need to go to a bloody battlefield anymore.

"It's just that peaceful world equals boring days await you"

I have a busy day as Legion Leader now, but I can't imagine myself blurring out without doing anything.

I don't like getting busy with my job, but I also have trouble getting rid of what I do. Human beings, moderation is important to everything.

Thinking about it, maybe I should make a hobby now.

I thought so.

Except this is a medieval different world.

There is limited work to be done.

Do you even read or write a book?

Or see it in theatre, or even invite it in a bender.

In previous life, Brad Zepesi, famous for his role as a model for Dracula, said he was immersed in knitting in late life, and Marie Antoinette's husband, Louis XVI, said locksmithing was his hobby.

I thought you had a hobby for that, and someone came to my hall who seemed to be good at making those locks.

Satti tells modestly.

"Master Gunter seems to be here."

"Lord Gunter? Unusual."

The king of Dwarves is oligarchy and modest.

I don't visit for nothing like Giron or Lilith.

"Did something go wrong, or do you have extra time?"

"I don't know about that, but he had a slightly more serious look. May I escort you to your room?

The answer is "Of course I don't mind."

I respected Gunter, king of Dwarves.

There is no reason to close the door against him.

When I say so, Satti puts the Unlock talisman at the door of the office.

Shit, and the magic powered door made by Sephiro opens.

The king of Dwarves gives a thank you when he enters the room and comes to me and asks if I can sit in the chair.

I don't mind, of course, but for once, it represented the character of this Dwarf to get permission.

Gunter, king of Dwarves, is king of the diaspora.

Format would be the same as the Demon King.

Yet he neither asks for a great gesture nor a corresponding position.

I try to behave only as one of my men.

several times, or rather cautioned, that this king,

"I am now only Lord Ike's minister. Treat me as one of your men."

It only returns the word.

As for this one, he thinks he's an 'ally', not a subordinate, but still Gunter was a stiff, "Something called organization doesn't go around unless it clarity up and down relationships".

Truly Dwarf is a stubborn creature.

No matter how many times I persuaded him, it didn't change, so I just had to do what he said, even this one.

"Please take your seats. Lord Gunter."

When I say so, he sits on the couch facing each other.

And don the barrel you were holding, and put it on the table.

"Congratulations on your promotion to Legion Leader, this is a celebration of that"

Says it's a Dwarf secret liquor called "Fire Dragon's Breath," which is unlimited close to 100% alcohol.

It's become a tradition to behave like this in celebratory seats, and.

When I repay you, I'll have Satie get me a glass.

And water and lemon juice.

Honestly, I don't like drinking.

I was confident that if I drank distilled liquor of such purity, I would be instantly unconscious back and forth.

Waiting for Satie to bring a glass, I magically make ice and add water and lemon juice to it. If you replace the water with carbonated water, it's the completion of lemon sour, but there's no magic that convenient in boulders.

I'll put my mouth to it. As can be seen from the water content, the alcohol concentration should have been reduced to about 20%, but still there was something quite tight.

Meanwhile, the king of Dwarves is pouring liquor directly into his mouth from the barrel.

The strength of the liquor of a creature named Dwarf deserves special mention, but this king seems special among them.

Instead of dyeing his face in a pearlescent color, he doesn't show any change at all.

Satti looked at the sight in dismay, but I spoke to him when I made sure the king of Dwarves was finished drinking.

"Lord Gunter, there's something you need to do, and you're here, aren't you?

As mentioned, this Dwarf king is not the type of person to visit this Hall without meaning.

I can assume that something like this came up.

…………

- Apparently, that presumption was a hit.

The king of Dwarves slowly shook his head vertically and took a note out of his nostrils.

Fine paper with sealed wax.

I can tell at a glance that it was sent by a human being of that status.

"What about that note?

"It was sent to me by my enemy."

"Hostile, is it?

"Is the enemy saying too much? I just don't like each other for a long time. I've never been at war, but I hate to see your face and face, it's a letter from someone who says publicly"

"Well, I like and dislike humans."

"Um, inheritance says Dwarf was born with the beard of the mineral god Gustav falling out. Meanwhile, they were supposedly born from the tears of the forest goddess Sharris. They said the two gods weren't close, either. There's no reason to hate each other."

"I see, that means that the letter was sent by the king of the elves,"

"Uhm."

And Gunter nods.

Dwarves and elves are unfamiliar, in the story of every world, but apparently in this world it's all together.

A creature named Dwarf, as you can see, is a stubborn, lavish man.

Meanwhile, a creature called Elf, he hears, arrogant and whimsical. They don't drink a drop of alcohol, and I don't suppose it's too good not to feel right.

I was purely interested in what letters had been sent by such an opponent.

"May I ask what it is?

Gunter nods. I came to convey the contents in the first place, he added, telling me concisely about the contents of the letter.

"In short, it seems that the Elf King, no, the Elf Queen, is now standing in a predicament"

"Distressed? Is it?

"Oh, yeah. Apparently with humans. No, I hear the King's Alliance has stuck me with a final notice."

"Last call, is it?"

"Oh, I mean, we seem to be pressing for two choices: to be on our side, or to be destroyed by the Alliance of Kings"

"I see."

"It's their way of doing things, but this is also Lord Ike's responsibility."

"Is it my fault?

Surprised by unexpected words.

"Lord Ike hunted down the King's Alliance too much. I guess they're in a hurry right now. We're not gonna lose like this."

"Well, that's likely."

The Kings Alliance's forces are still alive. A little bit of the battlefield that has been dominant so far, but the Demon King's Army side is booming.

There's no reason for them to rush.

"Besides, they also seem to feel threatened by the story that the Dwarves have begun to side with the Demons. The kingdom of the Dwarves has perished, but the Dwarves are dotted all over the place, and they will feel threatened if it starts to rebel together, or if it turns to the Demon King's Army."

"It must be more threatening, especially the latter. that some parts are better than humans when it comes to technical careers. The Dwarves."

"In fact, the Demon King's Army lost to humans in the past because of a lack of technical skills."

Gunter points out the facts.

Indeed, Dwarf's cooperation was a great force for the Demon King's Army.

Perhaps humans are driven by fear once they start alliing with the Demon King's Army even to the other sub-people.

"The elves, without skill, use powerful spiritual magic instead. Besides, they're all bowmen. If they start taking sides with the Demon King Army, they will be in a state of panic. In fact, the Elves are not interested in the world outside the woods, just leave it alone."

"Humans, if they're cornered, they won't be able to make a normal decision."

Intimidating an opponent by force seems, at first glance, effective, but also on the foolish side.

In fact, they destroyed the Dwarf kingdom by force, but did not obtain the Dwarf's cooperation.

Looks like he's willing to step on the same footing again.

The fools learn from experience, and the wise learn from history, but they don't even remember what happened recently.

Is the person who binds the King's Alliance extraordinarily incompetent?

Some of them fought the other day, competent men like General E. Ludre.

But it is helpful at this time that the enemy general is incompetent.

It is a low-level strategy under way, such as attacking the Elf country.

When I made up my mind, I thanked Gunter.

"Thank you, Lord Gunter. I have received valuable information."

"... well, I just told him what the letter was about"

With that said, Gunter takes up his seat.

In the end, Gunter didn't say a word, "I want you to help the Elves do it," but its insides seemed clear.

That back was like saying, "Can you help them somehow?"

It seemed like a Dwarf tribe, rigid and stubborn, but maybe this is also a kind of tundelle.

I decided to work out an operation to meet Gunter's expectations.