Once transferred, Sage, I was reincarnated and became the son of the Demon King. ~ Eh ⁉ The sixteenth place in throne inheritance would be too low ~

At the feast seat opened by Volfore, the Elder Dark High Elves declared their subordination to the Devil Nation.

Upon hearing the proclamation, all those gathered at the feast were astonished.

Apparently, Volfore was saying that he would not be subordinate.

After talking to me, I turned around and thought about it, so I didn't know what was going on and I was confused.

Well, it should be more subordinate to the tribe's intentions than Bolfore, the chief of the clan, said.

So, it became a feast.

That's good, but why are you drinking and dancing?

Everyone, with a songko in their hands, watched them dance to the music and asked Volforet by accident.

'No, when I used to get drunk on booze and do this dance, I popped in the tribe. Since then, I've danced to the banquet table.'

With that being said, Volfolle danced drunk. It was funny, so I taught you there were all kinds of dancing.

Shame on you, I had a good time at the banquet table, but there's something wrong with teaching the next chief to dance to the aftermath of the feast.

Even now, I've done a terrible thing.

... Well, let's see if he's happy or not. Yeah, let's do that.

The next day after such a fun night out.

We decided to go tell the celestial tribe that we had been accepted to settle.

Volfore came to see me off, to the entrance inside.

"Thank you for dropping me off"

"Of what, and I will obey, so this much."

Now you're about to say master.

I secretly told you yesterday at the banquet table that it was forbidden to call me my lord.

Because I thought maybe no one would believe me when I told them that the Lord of Volfore was reincarnated.

So my business was so strict as to call me Master Lewie.

Borforet was unfortunate, but on a boulder.

Sometimes I get the old way of calling it, but it will somehow mislead me there.

"So, it's good that you drop me off"

I look at the person next to me. [M]

He's tall and tall, quite tall. The hands and feet are thin and long, then the breasts and buttocks are large.

She's slender, but she's a woman in a glamorous shape.

Regardless, the skin is blue and white with pointy ears.

"What about this one?

My name is Luti, my only daughter.

"My name is Rooty"

The introduced rootie gives us a compliment.

"As a sign of subordination, will you take me with you?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"There are already three of them, so with one more, I don't think there's a big problem."

"No, because it changes"

Mostly the air.

Even now, see.

…………

Amartya and the others are looking at me with cold eyes.

"I don't care if it's a concubine."

Stop it. When I say that, it's unnecessarily airy.

"Oh, just how you feel, it's enough"

"Ha ha, if you let this happen, it will involve our tribal tickets."

I even said no afterwards, but Bolfore pushed me off.

"Later, then. Send a messenger here and tell him to do the reconciliation."

Copy that.

"It's Lou. It will help Lord Lewie."

"Yes, Father."

At the end of the parent-child conversation, we head to the Castle of the Heavenly Nation while the Volleys drop us off.

Now, when I told the celestial tribe about the reconciliation, he said the celestial tribe would be subordinate, but, well, you should also think about being rebelled.

Considering that too, all that remains are the giants, the insects, Durahan. And the four Eisenbrut.

Five for once, with the addition of a celestial race. Finally half.

With that said, what happened to Arnull and the others?

When we left the Vampire Capital, he said he'd convince us to go to our own tribe and subordinate ourselves to the Demon Nation, but would it be all right?

Well, you won't be killed.

Now, suppose we go to the tribe of the celestial tribe as soon as possible?