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

My name is Urbanus Medité.

The head of the poisonous clan Medithet family.

I just saw something terrible in the hallway of the Royal Palace.

"Oh my... hey did you see or hear, organ. I've never seen the Spirit of the Tenth Commandment."

"Wolfie, you're a little overexcited, yeah?

That's a little too much to do.

I was tailing His Royal Highness Prince Ulysses, the fifth prince, and I encountered the astonishing fact that awaited me.

I am now hiding exactly in the corner of the long corridor of the Royal Palace, listening to conversations between His Highness and Princess Shatoma, General Kanon.

"White Sage...? Legendary brave......? Even Princess Vine...??

As I softly float, I attach my hand to my magic guide monocular glasses and ascertain the faces of Princess Shatoma and General Kanon.

"... oh"

But for a moment, I calm down.

The boulder is Princess Shatoma, who calls herself the former Princess Vine. As much as His Highness is aware of white magic, he restricts public information.

I know it's a hell of a magic number (Magi Vector), but I don't know the exact number.

But more than that, I think it was General Cannon who did it. I don't know anything about him.

This isn't about the level where you say you restrict information, it's just that, simply, the names are different.

"That man... you're faking his name..."

"The brave ones are the ones who say so originally."

……

I gaze at Olgum wandering under my feet and narrow my eyes.

"With that said, you're right. You were a former White Sage servant, weren't you? Naturally, when I saw His Highness, I noticed."

"... ah.... Oh, no, because once a wise man has a brother-in-law... Yep..."

"Tenmei, you know who the Lord is now"

The White Sage still has a broken contract, and I am now the Lord, nicknamed or forsaken?

Before that, it's horrible to say that you've known so far.

"Oh, okay? The Esta kid might say something about this. The White Sage missed him."

………

I just wanted to say who would believe the bullshit about Tommarzo Esta, who ran away with a sad look on my face earlier, just in case.

Come on, what do we do?

"Ha ha, I'm home now, Gisele!!

"... whoa... what is it and why are you so tense?"

I'm going back to the Meditheatre on the side of the Patriarchate. No, I hugged my wife, Gisele, and I just kissed her.

The advisor wife feeds me a belly punch and looks down at me with a chilled look.

"Yes, always a heavy punch..."

"What is it? It's disgusting."

Gisele wipes her lips down seriously and disgustingly by throwing up her twat. Yeah, it's my usual girlfriend.

I wipe the lipstick on my mouth with my fingers, too.

"Gisele, this guy is falling apart a little bit, too, where he's been visiting the Esta kid with the poison that makes his head fall apart."

Olgham has a shrugged look. What's paralysis?

But that's not how I snag right now.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Demon King!! The Demon King class is returning!!

"... what?

I screamed with a full grin and rejoiced as I nodded miserably.

"The feast is on!!!

I grew up making about two takobums on my head, and I sighed with a soothing, warm glass of wine.

"I thought you were crazy."

"Phew... originally I'm crazy"

"What is it? It's nothing. It's not nice."

We'll get back to the topic as Olgum scratches, "It's not the same."

The room for dinner is the usual bedroom, and no one else is.

"I saw it today. Where His Highness Ulysses is summoning the Spirit of the Tenth Commandment!! Oh, that was horrible. Is that who the Spirit is?"

"I'm so excited about my face when I say it's horrible and horrible."

"Excitement and horror is a piece of paper!! I'll tell you what. I saw something scary."

"... How many precepts can you summon?

"Oh......... try hard to die Fourth Commandment, I wonder..."

"I don't think so."

Gisele is not having a rare evening out today.

Even though it's customary for her to say I'm going out with her because she drinks, this time she only serves me warm drinks and it's rare that she doesn't.

Wow. You, I can stand to see people drinking.

"That being said, it would be awesome if we could go as far as the fourth commandment with normal people, wouldn't it? Besides, Medithee does not use spiritual magic as his primary means. Quiet, planned, slightly magical and resultant poison magic is the identity.......... Oh yeah, I took the loot home from Esta's fucking kid today. Look at that."

"... what a fucking kid. Weren't you younger? From Tommarzo Esta"

My wife cares about the details, but I don't care.

Here you go from the deep sleeve. What I took out was a small crate with a magic formation written on it.

When I opened it, a small spider came out of it. The golden pattern is glossy.

"It's the Golden Spider Tarantella. I hit and slaughtered Tommarzo's contract while his head was falling apart, and he finally got it."

"You... you really don't condone the Estas."

The golden spider wanders a little, bewildered.

"Tarantella. You must be a poisonous spider, right? Then it should go well with me."

"I don't like it. Sage, I go to the occasional place."

"Look, this is how it went from now on"

The Golden Spider resists with my fingers scratched and bitten, but unfortunately, it doesn't poison me.

"Well, don't you have a choice? Because white sage is special to the spirits, yeah?

"What an organ. You want to go over there, too?

"No, I don't. I like it here, too. Come on. I don't want to break my current contract."

Orgham is tying his tongue and licking his warm liquor.

In the meantime, you got sleepy, let your body loosen up and stopped saying anything.

Now, let's show the Demon King class as long as we have a record.

Three thousand years ago, King of gold, King of silver.

Together they are heroic legends.

Two thousand years ago, the Red Witch of the West, the Black Demon King of the North, and the White Wise Man of the East.

I refer to these guys as the three great demon kings of Mayday, and their leftover sorcery is the foundation of sorcery today.

And the green witch of the south. Legendary brave man.

A thousand years ago, Blue General, Princess Vine, Archbishop of Holy Ashes.

The Blue General is the leader of the North and is known for his anecdotes of battling and winning against the army of the demons who were once supposedly there.

Princess Vine is a tragic princess aimed at a nation where immigrants from the west and the people of the east can coexist.

The Archbishop of the Holy Ashes founded the Vabel Nation in the southern sanctuary, and the Patriarchate also has statues.

"Her Royal Highness Ulysses was once a white sage, Princess Chatma was Princess Vine, and the General of Frezier was the legendary brave... oh, you really have a rebirth"

Giselle is suspicious.

"Say what. People are all reborn. It is said that the absolute number of souls in Mayday remains unchanged. Therefore, it is a convincing phenomenon to say that the Demon King class will be reborn and regressed. I'm here."

"Then I wonder if that Machia Odileel is also some sort of rebirth"

"... right"

As far as I can remember, I'll try to remember that girl.

The appearance remained unbearable but beautiful, and the redhead resembled the color of blood somewhere.

I stare at the seeping part of my finger that just got bitten by Tarantella.

"... if it was that look, the Red Witch would come the tightest."

"You know, that's not just a look impression. It doesn't sound like a basis."

"Because that's what two names are for, isn't it? You think the impression of appearance is the best clue?"

"Reasoning all over again..."

"How can you reason without being able to reason?"

Basically, 80% of me is made of lies, incitement, and reason.

Giselle always sends her cold gaze and gives it to her, but she didn't cling any further.

Drink warm wine and appreciate today's harvest. I know I'm crossing a dangerous bridge, but it's Medite's fate that can't contain my intellectual curiosity.

"Hey, I have one report..."

"What? That's unusual, I can't believe I need to talk to you."

Giselle turns away in an unpleasant manner.

I'm increasingly suspicious. I don't even drink.

What do I do, what if they tell me to get a divorce? I'm gonna die.

"I think I'm caged..."

……

Gashan.

I dropped the glass I had over Olgum's head sleeping.

Olgham grabbed the hot liquor and said, "What's the pain? Yes!!" and he jumps up and quibbles about something.

"... eh"

"That's why I was caged. I was given a child."

Thoughts have been interrupted several times, but I shake my head and reconstruct it so that I can understand the facts.

"Yay, I did it. Ahhh!! Whoa, whoa!!!

I held on to my wife with a lot of momentum, but if I push her down hard enough, it might affect my belly child, so I'll put a one cushion in just before I hug her.

Yeah, all the luck is coming for me.

"Well done Giselle!! You are GREAT!!

"... you're a surprise. You rejoice."

"Naturally!!

Raise your voice to the excitement.

"Giselle, so you were avoiding drinking"

"... yes. I'll keep the liquor away from you."

……

She strokes her belly gently and laughs like she's in trouble somewhere.

I started crying asexually when I thought this Gisele was working my caged child to stop drinking what she loved.

I can only thank Para Pusima, Maidea's goddess of life.

This is a great day.