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

My name is Ulysses.

The Fifth Prince of the Kingdom of Ruskia.

This year's Episcopal Festival is likely to start under a blue sky coloured with spring flowers and beautiful weather.

Due to a week-long festival period starting tomorrow, the residents of Wang Capital are dawning on preparations and are in a noisy state.

"Oh, Your Highness... you're very kind..."

"Ha... it's been a while since I've worn these royal outfits because I've always worn loose clothes"

Dress in a white costume and stare at yourself on the other side of the mirror.

It is still a young boy that is shown. But if I do, I'll be sixteen this year.

I feel like it's time for something to start and there's been a heartbeat here lately.

"Prince, it's time for Frezier's messenger to arrive at the royal palace."

"Okay. I'll be right there, Isaac."

A long, long week, starting today.

How will this country change from now on?

I put on a slightly messy collar and tightened my expression. [M]

A small airship in Frezil, the eastern power, descended on an enclave dedicated to the Royal Palace with a grand fanfare.

The Luskian executives are paying attention to the two dignitaries whose hatches were opened and came out of the inside.

It was the Princess of Frezier and the young general, as I was told.

"Invite and thank you. The concubine is the First Princess of the Kingdom of Frezier, Shatoma Mireya Frezier"

A very poor and beautiful girl with long fluffy light purple hair and black butterfly hair embellishments.

But boulders are a military state on fire.

Speaking of princesses, I wore military uniforms and descended into this Luskian land in a limpid foothold.

Is it the general who is holding back?

As the Seven Generals of Frezil say, the country is famous for having seven generals, but it's a lot because it counts as one of them.

This time it must have come with the escort of Princess Shatoma.

I don't really see his face, but he's tall, he looks like a fine military man with a glimpse of blonde hair from the gap in his military hat.

Heh... it's atmospheric.

This is what I felt when I saw the two of them from a distance.

Of course there are escorts, but the pressure to step into another country for just two people is so grand that you can't ask at all.

The Ruskian executives are likely to lose the atmosphere.

Even though there are more here in numbers, there will still be a lot of difference between our peaceful nation and the executives of the pressing nation in the midst of the war.

……

I had a hard time thinking about that, and I couldn't help but clap my shoulders.

The sound of a loud heartbeat, at that moment, unlike the two of you walking down the long carpet laid.

Sooner than I understand, my body must have reacted.

That's gaze.

A sharp glance from behind Princess Shatoma, just a man of the General who follows him adulterously, from inside his military hat.

overlooked, its just a flash of contact.

"... ah"

I thought from that moment on. [M]

Oh, he said it started again.

If the traumatic doors of the past are in the back of your mind, it feels like you were visited without an appointment and suddenly knocked through that door.

Brave man.

That traumatic keyword just came up from the back of my mind.

I know. That air, that eye, that intimidation.

I can tell you were hiding it. I can definitely tell. The madness.

The same shock as when I saw you as a teacher in a school on Earth before, like an electric shock run.

A brave man.

He finally showed up before me.

As a general of the eastern power of Frezil, he finally appeared.

When has it really been the first time I've sweated so badly?

And then I didn't feel at all alive enough to say I was a living corpse. [M]

First Princess of Frezier, Chatma Mireya Frezier.

And General Kanon Iskail.

At these two messengers and at a dinner party with the Royal Family of Ruscia, I said I was in a good and casual position just to join them, but the meal doesn't go through my throat at at all.

The atmosphere of the dinner party was pleasant and soothing, where the King and Princess Shatoma occasionally said Lord Raymond would raise their mouths.

I don't care anymore if the most worried Lady Adalziza looks at Frezier's side looking at the atmosphere that she seems unhappy with and says she doesn't like.

It's not like that!!

"Oh, Your Highness Ulysses. You look kind of pale."

Raymond's uncle noticed how I was next door.

I must have looked so pale. [M]

"Excuse me. Are you a little nervous... ha"

"Hmm. I guess Prince V isn't used to it because he rarely came out where he said this."

It is His Royal Highness Prince Alfred, the First Prince, who brings us up here with his gaze from above.

Princess Chatma of Frezier nicks that poor face and looks at me.

Oh, I guess I've given the impression of a prince who's unfamiliar with his official duties.

"Your Highness Ulysses, don't push too hard"

"... thank you, Princess Shatoma. But it's okay."

I'll give it back with my best smile, even though I'm pale.

You always tell me you're just nicotine.

Was that so hard to smile at? It could have pulled as much.

Because his gaze next to Princess Shatoma really pierces him like a blade.

"Truth be told, my concubine was very interested in that, Your Highness. I've heard a lot from Lord Raymond."

"... ha"

My uncle knows Frezier's royal family better than he did, but how the hell did he tell you about me?

Princess Shatoma looks just like me or a bit like her younger years, and her body is small, but her attitude is a dignitary of a fine state.

There is also a grand aura.

"Sure, I hear you've been through white magic lately. You think you're talented?"

"... no, not much compared to a royal palace magician. It's boring."

Raymond's uncle. You're blowing in a lot. Not at all.

"Yes, yes, princess. Your Highness Ulysses' mother was an excellent former court magician, so it must be hereditary. I've tried to get my hands on it a little bit, but I don't have any of this. No, magic is a gift."

Sir Raymond is laughing and conversing in a familiar tone.

This person's ability to communicate amazes me.

The king looks at me and says, "Oh, I know that," but I couldn't wait to get into this any more.

Because the brave!!

Brave General Kanon Iskail is having some laughter!!

Well, you can't possibly say that my white magic is to the point of sagging, but I don't know what else to do.

I'm passing through here to a certain extent, so don't say anything you don't want.

Canon Iskail, a former brave man and now a general of the eastern power Frezier, has had the same thin and laughing somewhere down from his previous life.

Yeah, already, really, what should I do?

Maki, Takumi, I will never see you again, I may expose this world again.

Maybe that's why the brave men came here.