Maou no Hajimekata

"No, but I never thought His Majesty's queen would be so adorable."

"Oh, it's a bad idea to talk to your wife in front of her husband."

"And hell no. Until I told you the facts..."

To the girl laughing couscous, the merchant hurries to say.

Dressed in a bright white dress, her still somewhere unobtrusive face is ravishing like a fairy. But his elegance did not seem to be the queen of those who seized the throne.

"Well, that's a good rate in terms of taxes"

The Demon King, who tells with exquisite moments there, also possesses as much majesty as his title deserves. Young people in their early twenties, no matter what you think. Even though only about half of the merchants lived, it was a sense of intimidation that only seemed far above the eye, called its calm, sharpness.

"Ha ha..."

One interaction right now. Very much so. If it's true, I wanted to end the negotiations with a more convenient value here. If you call out from the queen like you, she will cut you back beautifully.

"... So we have a very good study today"

Tell him that from the bottom of your heart and politely quit the castle. It would matter with three inches of tongue, such as a barbarian who took the throne by force. You can squeeze as much as you can... That thought I had when I visited the castle was now completely foggy.

The tax rate offered is also a critical amount to be satisfied with. How more savvy is it when it comes to politics than the previous king? At least I didn't feel any intention of crushing this country and just sucking on the sweet juice.

Maybe this corrupt country will be decent by the Demon King.

- No, that's too optimistic.

The merchant shakes off such thoughts after a moment's head. The most important thing in business is always to move with the worst in mind. Such a swallowing anticipation will do nothing.

But no matter how much he shook off, the idea remained stuck in the corner of the merchant's head, and he couldn't leave.

"Phew... you've managed to do well"

Leaving himself deeply in the chair, Oul exhales and pulls out his strength. At the end of the day, it was a nasty job.

The opponent is the most luxurious in the country and a union (guild) conglomerate. I'm going to go deep into every word of this one, and I'm going to say that I'm supposed to be convinced on the inside that that's not enough. I think we're going to pull it off at an unacceptable rate. At the end of the day it was a form helped by the vanity of Eunice and the Demon King, but it was quite a nerve-wracking job.

"Good day, Oulu"

The white dress flickers and Eunice works.

"Oh, you had a hard time too"

But Oul looked at her.

When it comes to the clothes Eunice always wears, it's the first time she's seen herself in a skirt, either in an adventurer outfit containing protective gear, or in a suit (tunic) on a long trousers (brae) that seems easy to move, or with nothing of color like a piece (brio) for a man.

"You mean costumes for horses, too. You look great out of the blue."

But the appearance was surprisingly tight.

"My compliments and congratulations."

I will pick the edge of my skirt with respect and bow my head. Such is the daughter of the aristocracy herself.

"A boulder is a princess, isn't it? Thanks for your help this time."

"Oulu was the perfect diner."

When I said admirably to one side of Eunice that I normally never see, she answered so with a tone back and somewhere obstinate.

"Did something fail? I think I behaved as I was taught."

Nor is the boulder owl familiar with aristocratic practices. So I learned Eunice a minimum of manipulation even though it was a burning blade.

Speaking of perceiving it as ironic, Eunice sweeps her neck aside.

"How long do you think it took me to remember that manners? I can't believe I just learned that a little in advance."

"Even if they say so. Nothing. I don't remember everything, either. I only imitated you when I was suspicious."

"I'm saying it was perfect, including that! This is why the smart guy... I'm an asshole anyway.

Eunice screamed and swelled her cheeks, riding on the knees of Posan and Oulu.

"Another strange thing..."

You won't be seriously bending your navel when it comes to sitting down like this, but it's still visible that if you don't put some comfort into it, it's even more damaging to your mood.

Well, he said Oulu was worried about how to speak up.

"I wonder what will happen to this country"

With a pompous and serious voice color, Eunice asked.

"What do you mean?

The look on Eunice's face, sitting on her knees and peeling down, is invisible from Oulu.

"Oulu... would have killed only those who came towards the blade and left those who had become submissive, right? So, does this country really keep..."

"Oh, you mean that. Then don't worry. The vast national territory is like a chicken that lays golden eggs. Don't be foolish like strangling and removing eggs."

"Really?"

Turning around, Eunice stares at Oulu.

"You know how I do it, too. Have you ever done that before?

"I know that... but"

Eunice is well aware of what it is called the operation of the state.

If there's one talented person in a village or city, we might be able to do it.

But when it's a country, there's nothing you can do about it. We need a lot of competent people.

"All the people I left behind are certainly incompetent, and all the time these guys are rotten people who only think about preservation. But they were corrupt because there were serious supporters of this country. If the country sinks, it sinks itself. They're desperate right now."

Kuku, and Oul leaks an ill-bottomed grin. But Eunice was still a face that wouldn't float. Sure, there may be people who change their minds with that, but that doesn't seem very good enough.

"Don't you remember who executed the decent people?

Seeing her thoughts, Oul asked.

Today, Eunice blinks a few degrees as.

"Who... Logan?

"Yes. He's an expert on souls."

Oh, and Eunice raised her voice.

"If you kill without damaging your soul at all, you won't be the first to fail to resuscitate whether your flesh is ashes or not. Normally I killed him. If the flesh fishes him and hurts his soul, but burns him out in an instant without having time to feel pain..."

"Without scratching your soul, do you keep it?

"No."

Oul laughed niggardly and shook his head to the side.

"I have already changed my appearance and shape to get into the heart of the country. There's no way to kill a rare human being who can sacrifice his life to his country without saving it."

If you're literally after you've mastered your soul, you can't even defy it.

As such, let those who made them lurk gradually take over their work, and those who are motivated among the corrupt use them as they are, and dispose again of those that did not sprout.

"... good ah"

Explaining so broke his face properly and Eunice caressed his chest down with relief.

I guess I was still raised as a ruler at a young age.

"That's surprisingly worrying."

"'Cause this is gonna be Oulu's country, isn't it?

When Oul said of himself on the shelf, Eunice answered in wonder.

"Well, yes."

"Then it's my country, too. I'm Oulu's wife."

As a matter of course, the girl has a flamboyant grin.

Oul unexpectedly strayed his gaze to any shady, radiant smile.

"... nothing, I wouldn't have even officially married him yet. If I make you my wife, I will not keep you on my side. [M] Pre-built, that's all."

"Not yet. That means you'll do it sometime, won't you?

Eunice peeks into her face as she chases an oul who turns away.

"I'll leave it at that once, and if I change it later, I'll have a diplomatic problem."

"... hmm"

Undeniably, Eunice loosened her cheeks with garlic to a sniffling oul.

"I like you, Oulu."

"Right."

"I love you."

"Okay, okay,"

Eunice turns around before Oulu waves depressingly.

"Don't light it up."

There's nothing to see.

"Turn around... Mm-hmm"

Eunice's words stopped on the way, and a creaking voice sounded.

"Hmm... uh, here...?

Hitting and changing from earlier, Eunice shyly lays her eyes down and asks.

"The boundaries of the payroll were strained. No problem."

When Oul waved his finger, the candlestick fire lighted up the room.

"Mmm..."

The light of the moon falling through the window illuminates them both.

Eventually, two stretching shadows overlapped.