Our demon king is coming. (formerly Mayday A Series)

"Oh, that's quite a romantic thing to say, Miss Machia. Are you going to tell me the story of your young love affair with your exotic servant?"

The Duke says so himself, and he's laughing at the couscous himself.

"Come on, Eric. Are you sure this is what you want? If your daughter is taken by a man who can't even be the bone of a horse in the country, she'll be disgraced once and for all. If I watch more because I'm still young now, I'm sure one day I'll take over this house. The people of the eastern country are savage. Sure, I've heard you're intelligent and good at all sorts of abilities, but in the end, you're a people who prefer to fight. It's better for this house if you let it go now."

"Hey Duke Roberto Bigrates what to say!! I have thought for years that it is okay to adopt Thor as my son-in-law. It is, for one, his faithful work and his competent, righteous personality. You're the one who's been caught racially."

Well, I had a lot of clinging to it.

The Duke's argument and the objections of your palace, both of them.

First of all, it's the Duke's say.

Indeed, the humans of the east are somewhere belligerent. But it was because long wars had always made it difficult to live when invasions or immigrants from the west were pushed and food was scarce. It is a people who have been in battle since birth.

Well, it would also look barbaric from this southern country. I will not deny that.

Let me just say one thing.

That's why I'm taking over this house.

And why is it a premise to stick with Machia? Are you going to kill me?

"Hey, am I mistaken about something? Why would you assume that we're in a relationship like that?

Machia is apparently stunned by the unfolding of a story she didn't expect either.

"Please don't be silly. Me and Thor are just subordinate relationships. Equality then. It's not just the“ love ”of love there, it's the“ love "of attachment. Your father is also your father. How many times are you thinking about adopting this guy as your son-in-law? [Chuckles]"

"Oh, uh... because"

Your palace is somewhat lonely with your fingers down.

Yeah, you were really trying to make me your son. That's all your chest is full, Master Miyagi.

"And the Duke. You seem to be a person who doesn't think well of immigrants. What is the contradiction between wanting Thor?"

"... Really, Lady Machia, you are very resourceful. Looking at you makes me think Smyrda's just a kid."

"That's good with kids. It's all about whether the adults around you are."

Makia's words run out more and more.

Hey, I don't think this is a good idea.

Come on, don't forget you're an 11-year-old girl and run wild.

"… then let me answer. The point I expect from him is to say that he was exactly from the East. Likes and dislikes are no longer personal. I'm thinking after I sent the knight to the royal palace."

The Duke of Bigrates reassembled his legs and continued.

"The royal palace is now given these three men as candidates for the next king, Lady Raymond, brother of the present King Ruskia, Prince Alfredo, first prince of the present king, and Prince Ulysses of the fifth prince. Already within the royal palace there is a fierce battle for the throne divided into these three factions, but I believe that the next king is Raymond."

"About two questions. Why are the candidates those three? And why do you think you're Master Raymond?

"Because other princes and candidates have died in“ all sorts of unfortunate accidents ”and so on. The royal palace has an ugly battlefield behind its glamour. Candidates are dying every day. And Raymond is by far the most powerful and backward shield, and unlike the other princes, he has a proven track record. That's why I expect that one will be the next king"

"I see."

Listening to me, I thought, "Oh."

It tells a pretty interesting story.

"Lady Raymond attaches great importance to information in the eastern countries. Even if it's a southern continent with a semi-clad state, you want to know about the battles that are taking place on other continents and their situation. I also hear you treasure people from the East."

"The more so, that's why you thought that if it was Tor, the next king would like it with the name of your house on it. That's quite a thought, Duke."

"... I just thought you'd care a little more than just send in a knight. Well, it depends on the work of the young knight there. But it's all just a public story. I don't suppose the lady's going to give him over to me, is she?

"Naturally. But I was convinced. … it was unnatural that Smyrda came all the way here to ask for you."

"Ha."

Machia and the Duke drank tea, as they breathed in each other.

And the heavier air we've had is a little lighter.

Already the Duke didn't seem willing to say what to do with me.

"No, I knew what I was doing. There's no way I'm letting go of a cute kid that my favorite Eric picked up for money. Besides, the rapport between Lady Machia and you, Tor Sagaram, is a good story to hear.... I just wanted to see it with my own eyes. When you have to choose your daughter's knight, there are different forms of loyalty than wondering who will be better."

He calms his ever frowning body down on the back of the couch.

It gives me a soft look somewhere. While leaving behind a slight attitude of previous disgust, it's something completely different from the previous battle posture.

"Well, Mr. Thor. It's time for you to say something. It'll be boring just to keep quiet from now on."

……

The Duke didn't act like he'd made a fool of himself before, he'd try me somewhere. He threw his gaze.

I bow my head a little because Machia doesn't stop me in particular.

"One thing I can say is that I don't match Master Smyrda. The Duke is right. I am a man of the eastern continent, barbaric and disrespectful, so in my time, Master Smyrda is not capable enough to serve the royal palace."

"... oh"

The Duke chuckled as he said "I see," and eventually raised his voice.

"Ha. I see. Is that what you're saying when you say your husband is in tune with himself? Is that fooling my husband?

"It is Master Machia who will forgive me for that. And because it's our relationship that we enjoy it."

Machia laughed with a hoot of nose, but made no objection or mention of my words.

We just looked at each other.

"You're doing great," said the Duke, who saw this condition, taking his seat.

"Well, as a matter of fact, I was really going to pull you out if I got the story together... that sounds pretty hard. I wonder why there are so many young people around fluffy nature like Erlic who aren't so sharp and glimmering. I'm terrified of Delia Field."

"Ha. Don't tell me. You too. I only have eyes that look at people like this. If you're not capable, you'll be attracted to the talents of others."

It seems that your palace and the duke have broken it down somewhere.

I guess we weren't all that close originally.

Nevertheless, the Duke of Bigrates is quite a fox. Um, so much so that I don't think of myself as Smyrda's father who lives as his own desire.

He wasn't here to pull me out, just to try out about me and Machia.

Though I feel bad, I'm not the type to hate.

Now, we heard about the royal palace situation by the Duke at this time, as if it were something in the far world, but when it was going to mean a lot later, we had no reason to know at this time.