Maou no Hajimekata

"Well, I'll teach you how to cook."

"Yes!"

Samurai Chief Loual replied to his immediate offer with a slightly nervous face.

A woman with a slight impression with silver hair stretched to her waist.

Those eyes always arc thinly at the smile, and Belle has never seen her constantly speaking in a calm tone absurd or grumpy about her voice.

Nonetheless, Belle was the scariest of all the samurai about Loual.

"Isn't cooking an important job?

Second, Bell asks what bothered him.

"So far, you've all said your work is the most important thing."

To Bell's words, Roual laughed dullly.

"Right. I'm not lying. Every job is very important… Gentlemen, I work with pride in what I do"

Saying so in a gentle tone, Roual's hand moves like another creature to prepare for cooking.

"Of course, cooking is very important too. Especially since the Demon King has a fat tongue."

While I was saying that, I quickly finished my descent.

Bell was confident in the food as well, but not likely to be very hostile with good hands.

But, of course, there was no reason for Bell to be afraid of her, and that was not the case.

"Shh, wow..."

"If Bell's been working for ten years, he'll be able to do this."

"Ten years, is it..."

ten years. The words, Belle whines with a complex expression.

"Yes, yes."

Taking that look at the edge of his sight, Roual said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lassara said something strange"

Bell's heart jumped to a sudden turn of topic.

"No, I don't care. I think I'm suspicious myself..."

"Right. Unless you're an assassin, it's not like there's a samurai in there who can use magic and have combat skills."

Bell snorted. I am aware that they have spotted the area.

"But I swear to God, I meant no harm to Oulu..."

"Of course, I know."

Loual nods without stopping to grin.

"There's no way an assassin would ever be sent to a boulder who's never killed a man."

"How do you know?"

Bell's combat skills have been honed by purely irresistible training.

Even if I've dealt with demons, I've never cut people off.

"Is it because I'm a former assassin?"

To Rual, who said hello, Bell was better at it than surprised.

In terms of pure strength, Roual would not even extend to Lhasala, rather than John.

But overwhelmingly scary.

She realizes she'll be in time at some point.

I don't even realize I've been approached, and I can't be alert to that gleaming smile even after I do.

That's why I was more scared than anyone.

"I was sent in to assassinate Master Oulu, but you failed me perfectly. Since then, I've been working here in anticipation of my cooking skills for poisoning, and I've been the head samurai ever since."

Stirring the pan. Haha, and laughing at Loual, Belle worried about how to react.

Is Oulu awesome to appoint an assassin as chief samurai, or is Loual awesome to deliver as he is?

"So. It's okay, I'm sure. I don't know what brought you here, but I'm sure Mr. Bell will be able to work here with pride."

"Yes!"

"So in the end, why have you been sneaking in?"

That's how Lhasara cut it out, rubbing the tea in bad behavior.

"Have you finished what you saw for Mr. Oulu?

John's eyes shine with curiosity as he mouths the baked sweets well.

"Belle, you seemed happy."

Momogi cheeks, and Meliá nods.

"I'd like to hear it, too."

That's what even Loual said as he wiped the eating cusp on his cheek.

"Um, don't laugh..."

Bell finally noticed and started talking.

Ten years ago, when Oulu, who was still a demon king, put a neighboring village under his control, he was attracted almost in a fashion close to love at first sight.

Then ten years, that I have trained and learned myself as much as possible with the demon king's samurai and have acquired various skills.

The taking of sacrifices from the village was long over by the time I was around the age, and what I had done using the promise of Marie and Spina's village to "send my daughter over in ten years".

The reaction when I finished telling them everything was varied.

"Ten years since I was so young for my first love... it's lovely."

John breathed even more in a way that touched him.

"On your own? If you were to be a teacher, didn't you say this?

Roual eats up where he's not sure.

"Odd, yummy"

I hear Merliah wasn't sure. Eat some smiles and sweets.

"No, you should have gone in as a samurai normally. I just lost my life as a sacrifice, and you're recruiting me?

Lassara made the ultimate penetration.

"Well... if you came here as a sacrifice, I was wondering if you could please me."

Bell's words were accompanied by a voice, "Oh," he said.

"Actually, you're wrong about that idea, but it turns out you're the best."

"What do you mean?

To John's contradictory words, Bell tilts his neck.

"I see His Majesty the Demon King, and he's not a lustful demon who offends anyone if he's seen as a woman. You're the type of lust demon who would offend anyone after choosing someone."

"Yep..."

Bell worried whether he should blame the unscrupulous Lassara's words or question the content.

"Sacrifice demands a virgin from a magical point of view, which is why the Demon King doesn't quite get his hands on a virgin. It's going to undermine your worth."

"I see, I'm convinced"

But there must be an exception to that.

That's if you suspect an assassin or insider.

There's no question that when you're layering your skin is the biggest chance for them.

That's why Oul dares to invite it, hold the evidence and finish it off.

"I was lucky, wasn't I? If you were bad, it wouldn't have been strange if you'd been killed as an assassin."

As Bell said, Roual and the others looked at each other.

"Was there anyone who was killed by a former assassin?

"As far as I can tell, not a single one."

"... are you there, former assassin"

Unexpectedly,

"Isn't about 30% a former assassin?

"That's more than I thought!?

Bell shouted at the unexpected answer.

"I mean, that's all the people to Master Oulu..."

"Oh, there's more of the samurai being held. Just so I know, maybe 60-70%."

"Isn't that most of it!? What was the story about not getting your hands on a virgin?

"I told you. He said he was the type of lust demon who would offend anyone after choosing someone."

For some reason, proudly, Lhasara said so.

"Well, if you ask me here, I will rarely be refused..."

Slightly shy, John.

"Although it would be better to throw away the idea of being pregnant and balls...... etc. Because the measures around it are tight."

I guess there have been such samurai in the past. Subtle Roual stabs the nail.

"Oh, it's so good with you."

Everyone on the spot pressed silence on Merriam's words without giving in.

Maybe it reminded me of that uninterrupted pleasure - just like myself.

Bell thinks so.

"But with so many people, it's going to be hard for you to deal with them."

"Well, that's true. We're samurai in the first place, not wives, not siderooms."

Making a gullible noise, Lhasara scolds the baked sweets.

"There are dozens of people in your wife alone."

A little lonely, John mutters.

"Well, there's a way"

Beating Merliah's shoulder, Roual grinned.