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 ~

We stopped stealing, and we killed time in chatter until we picked you up.

Doing so, the door was knocked.

When I said go ahead, someone came in near me who left between the sights.

"Excuse me. The chief wants you."

Copy that.

When I said that, everyone stood up saying nothing.

My neighbor was confused because we didn't ask anything.

"Um, do you know why they called me?

"Yeah, the guard told me you had a guest before they let you through, so I guess we'll have a discussion with that guest, too?

"... yes, you're right"

Those nearby looked stunned.

Something, I feel sloppy, okay?

We'll be guided by the neighbors and we'll be on our way between sights.

And when I arrived during the sight, the door opened.

When I walked into the room, there were knights without necks with helmets and armor on their sides.

This is Durahan.

I was resistant to games and stuff, so I didn't think anything of it, but Amartya and Arian were surprised to see it.

"Ku, ku, ku, no neck ⁉"

Amartya exclaims, not surprisingly, pointing to the Durahans.

Could it be the first time you've seen Durahan?

"Ho, is this Durahan? I've never seen it before."

Arian watched with interest.

"Both of them. That's rude."

When I was embarrassed, they stopped looking.

"And I beg your pardon"

Amartya seems to understand that it's rude to point her finger.

I bowed my head deeply to the Durahans.

"No, first time viewers don't care because that's what they say."

One of the Durahans says as he waves his hand to the side.

If you don't really care, let's just say it's good.

One way or another, I look more at the other than Durahan and the others.

I guess he came with the Durahans.

He is wearing a mask that hides up to his head and is dressed in a cloak with a lining that hides his whole body completely in red.

Seeing his neck tied, apparently it's not Durahan.

I can't see my face, but when I look at that mask, I feel something like a ready-to-see.

I don't know why. But somehow I felt that way.

The man in the mask looks at me. [M]

…………

I said something. Is it your fault that it looks like it?

Well, more than that.

In the meantime, I shall report the matter of the settlement to Mr Shemhaza.

"Long time no see, Chief Shemhaza"

"Yeah, good luck. Thank you for your hard work."

No, because this is also about reconciliation between the two tribes.

It's in our interest, too.

With that in mind, hardship is not bitter either.

Well, this time I was able to see my men from previous life, so I spoke of the result as Aurai.

"So what happened to the results?

"They're going to be on reconciliation over there. In the meantime, they will send tribesmen from beyond."

"Yes. Good."

Mr. Shemhaza listened to me and breathed relief.

"I'm sorry to be here as soon as I get back, but I've got another tribal envoy coming right away, so could you talk to me?

Copy that.

I turn my neck to the Durahan tribe.

"So what do you call a story?

When I asked, the man in the mask came forward.

"We also have an alliance with another tribe, the Arakune. Having spoken to the chief of our tribe and the chief of Arakune, he says that he wants to see what the messenger of the demonic kingdom looks like, so I want you to come with us once and for all into the Arakune tribe."

What is it? ⁉