Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

The conclusions were decided from the outset. Go to the Elf Forest and help the Elves.

That was what I was thinking.

For a moment, I thought I should talk to my boss, Sefiro, about the case, but that wouldn't be necessary either. Sephiro is not my boss anymore in the first place. My current boss is only one demon king.

Furthermore, it seems that the judgment of the Demon King is unnecessary.

All extraction at Legion level is left to the Legion Leader.

The Demon King also endorsed his alliance with the Dwarves, and in the first place he created the 8th Legion in anticipation of me taking in humans and subhumans.

Instead, if I don't go to rescue here, I might get scolded later.

That's what I thought. I gathered the executives staying in the city of Ivaris.

Giron the staff of Orc, Lilith the Sacubus, and Sigan the Dragonman, Gunter the king of Dwarves.

I mean, the usual guys.

When they gather in the conference room, Satti handily distributes drinks to them.

Oak staff Giron has wine, Lilith of Sacubas has tea with plenty of marmalade jam, Dragonman Sigan has white water and Gunter has distilled liquor.

I am familiar with each preference.

Even little liliths don't get ass on this point.

Because I always make tea at the optimum temperature and add the optimum amount of jam.

Satti said, "You know roughly how much jam you need from Mr. Lilith's expression," but I get concerned that the feeling around it is a boulder.

By the way, it's made me feel better today.

She hasn't had to be told, she's served green tea.

When we mouth each cup, Satie bows her head respectfully and exits.

As if that were a signal, Giron asks.

"Sir, what is the agenda for today's military conference?

It was always customary for military discussions to begin with this dialogue.

Tell everyone what you received from Gunter.

"I mean, the elves want to make an alliance with us, okay?

Lilith summarises the story.

"Oh."

I'll return it in a nutshell.

"Then why don't we just send an army and threaten to form an alliance with this one?"

To Lilith's unreadable statement of air, together, he leaks exhalation.

"Then it would be the same thing we do with humans"

Pay attention.

"Now send an army to kick the King's Alliance. I'll sell you thanks."

"I wonder if that's a problem."

"Why not?

Lilith asks.

I return questions the other way around.

"How do you think the Elf Queen sent a letter to Lord Gunter, not to me?

"Isn't it because we're old friends?

"But Lord Gunter and the Elf Queen are not close, are they?

And I turn to Gunter.

He puts his arms around him and is grumbling.

"Speaking of which, you are. When it comes to elves and dwarves, we're friends of dog monkeys."

"Yet I sent a letter, as if to rely on that Gunter. Not directly to me. I mean, what do you mean, the Elf Queen is afraid of the Demon King's Army?"

"Fear us -"

Lilith stopped the words there, but went on to be blatant.

"Well, that's right. We are even more sobbing demon kings, aren't we? If I'm not scared the other way around, I'll be involved in the tickets."

"Does that mean that the Elf Queen really wants to make sure we're on her side?

Giron asks.

"Oh, probably not."

"You don't trust this one either."

Giron is blurry, but I defend him.

"We have no choice, we are the Demon King's Army. At this point, I can't help but explore my stomach."

I'll do the same, even if I'm in the position of queen of elves.

There is no guarantee that the Demon King's Army will treat you more tolerantly than the King's Alliance.

"I fear a wolf called the Alliance of Kings. It could be an imitation of a tiger called the Demon King's Army."

That's how Dragon Man Sigan sums it up.

"We're more tolerant."

Giron says, I'll make it up to you.

"Lately."

It was only in the last few years that the forgiving rule of the Demon King's Army began.

Gradually, but surely, rule over humans has become tolerant since the current Demon King, Lord Dyrocuten, came to rule the Demon King's army.

But there are still plenty of people and sub-people who doubt it.

There are plenty of people who are hissing about when they will return to the demon king army like they used to be.

The Queen of Elves signed up for an alliance in this way had no choice, when it came to it.

"I don't care if you sign up for a light alliance."

"Why not?

Lilith asks.

"There is really no doubt whatsoever that a king is dumb enough to sign up for an alliance with the Demon King Army. I don't think it'll help."

Reminds me of the face of the head of a trade union who recently made a secret treaty.

The head of the trade union, a woman named Eltoria Octave, was such a competent and tenacious man that it could be said that she was a lady.

Even if she's not as intelligent as she is, if she doesn't have that much power as a king, this one doesn't have the advantage of forming an alliance.

"I have a problem with being too competent."

"Why not?

Lilith asks again.

"If I'm too competent, this is how I look at it. Perhaps this invitation is a trap for us demon kings."

"I see, I couldn't think of that"

, says Lilith.

"Too incompetent or troubled, too competent or troubled,"

"I just don't think you need to worry about that only this time"

"Do you have a basis?

Giron asks.

"He's hitting me with an alliance via Lord Gunter, who's publicly saying he hates to look and see. If you were going to put us up to this, you wouldn't be doing such a roundabout."

And I go on.

"It seems that Lord Gunter trusts the queen. Then I'm sure the queen has a resemblance to Lord Gunter."

And, again, I turn to Gunter, but I don't even try to look at this one with my arms together.

I accidentally leak bitterness, but anyway, morally and strategically, I couldn't overlook the crisis of the Elves.

"At this time, there is no option of not helping the elves. It would be detrimental to this one if they turned to the enemy. They're a warm breed, but they're all bowmen."

"And there are many uses of spiritual magic."

Lilith said so, "You better make a loan here and put it down," she chuckled.

Can that smile be seen as a testament to my understanding of its strategic value?

Or is it also a certainty that you can take me on this journey?

I can't tell which one, but I've decided to make a decision.

"It was accompanied by a great army, which also threatens to be alerted by the Elves. Stimulating the King's Alliance into a prank and being attacked by Elf Forest is troublesome. I want to meet the Elf Queen here in a handful of things and win her trust first"

When I declare that, everyone raises their hand that they want to be with me.

Giron makes his nose rough, Sigan raises her hand silently, and Lilith naturally makes the face, "I'm the first candidate, am I not?"

Meanwhile, Satie, who brought me a drink replacement, is sending me a thermal gaze, too.

Everyone seems to want to accompany them, except Gunter.

Seeing that sight leaks my exhale, "Oh, man."

"This isn't a picnic."

and I just want to leak irony, but Lilith argues:

"If you can go with Ike, it's a picnic at the bottom of hell."

"I see. So, what's that mind?

'Cause it's so much fun with you.'

Lilith smiles and answers instantly.

Satti snorts at me, too.

To be so clear, I can't say anything back, but at the end of the day, Giron summed it up for me.

"Husband, who are you taking, anyway, hurry up to the Elf Forest. Even if the humans cross the line, if they don't bring too much, the Elf Queen may succumb to the King's Alliance."

It was a staff-like way of summing it up.

Perhaps his consciousness budged a little after he was promoted to the rank of Commander of the Legion's staff.

When I rarely adopted Giron's opinion, I broke up the military debate.