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

"Your Highness Awwwww!!! Uhhhhhhh!!!

"I'm a little louder, Isaac."

"Why is Lord Medite so floating!! I mean, I'm laughing at something."

How long has it been since His Highness Ulysses and Miss Machia fell asleep in a room at the research institute?

I sat in a chair by the window and waited for the two of us to wake up looking up at the moon and night.

Isaac Kerios, the exclusive royal magician of His Highness Ulysses, has been restless and noisy since just now.

The demon kings punctuate the sad, drifting air swinging between the previous life and the narrow of this world.

"I'm sure I'm tired of the Shikoku Conference. Always relying on His Highness..."

"I have no choice. The White Sorcerer's peak. I can explain it better than anyone."

"... because the kings of other countries do not know His Highness is the rebirth of the“ White Sage ”!! If you explain it properly, they don't know about the magic circuit."

"... that's a good idea."

Isaac is a skinny man who seems fortunate, but his loyalty to His Highness Ulysses is remarkable, and with that loyalty he made him some sort of magician he could.

I used to be one of those shady looking royal magicians you'd never take, but now I'm quite a famous magician.

There is a water spirit-water on his side. His Highness Ulysses keeps Watail under Isaac's covenant, just because he says he's under a contract with a hundred spirits changes his gaze around him.

It is on record that the White Sage was a considerable educator, but did he also raise a subtle Isaac?

Then all I can say is boulder.

By the way, Isaac's magic numbers are about 2200 and concurrent mage levels.

Isaac, what do you expect from His Highness Ulysses? The next king is Deputy Raymond. "

"... that is because His Highness does not want a king. If His Royal Highness wishes, both Lord Raymond and the First Prince are at an unreachable height. … it is now under tension with other countries, with other continents, so to speak of Ruskia, which has a sanctuary that was inviolable. Because of these times, I believe that it is better to lead the country with the great and right power and justice of His Highness…"

"But His Royal Highness Ulysses refuses to be king, and gives himself up to the flow of Lord Raymond becoming king..."

"It is!! That's all we regret as a faction..."

………

I understand the situation better than Isaac does, and he's pathetic and a little funny.

If His Highness accepts the previous life and chooses the path to live with the Green Witch again, the faces of Ulysses factions such as Isaac and the Bastians will be less disappointed. Because there is still a slight chance that you will lose your right to be king.

It is common to talk about becoming the bridegroom of a green witch from the royal family, but that person must return his right to inherit the throne to the royal family.

Because I don't make schematics that say King Ruskia is the husband of a green witch. Only, the sanctuary and the Royal Palace of Ruscia must be separated from power.

Well, what the hell kind of answer would Your Highness give?

"... Your Highness?

"... Isaac..."

His Highness Ulysses seemed to wake up.

I'll see how it goes sideways.

"... Your Highness, what can I do for you!?

I can see Isaac panicking. His Highness was weeping quietly, but when he exhaled one, he wiped his wet face with his hands, tightened his expression and stepped out of his bet.

Look at Miss Machia sleeping in the simple bet next door and gently pay for the forehead on her face.

And I turned to Isaac, my own squire, to be clear.

"Isaac... I may betray you from now on."

"... what is it, Your Highness?"

"… I intend to return my right to inherit the throne to the royal family"

Isaac's blue-white face further loses color.

Oh well.

"... hehe, Your Highness... are you going to propose to the Green Witch?

"Sir Medite......"

His Highness looked a little surprised when he finally noticed me lurking his breath at the edge of the room, but the nodding face was stern.

"Yes... I run for the bridegroom of the Green Witch"

"Oh, that's... serious... what is it, Your Highness..."

Isaac's words were trembling.

There will be surprises, a little weakness and a lot of things.

"I'm sorry, Isaac. I will betray the expectations of you who have always supported me.... but this is all I can't give in. I've already made up my mind... and now I'll make her happy."

"That's clean. You were so troubled."

"... Sir Medite, have you foreseen everything?... Yeah, but... it was Maki who gave me the courage to make decisions"

Her Royal Highness looked down gently at Miss Machia.

"I'm going to the sanctuary now, and I'm going to pick up" Perselis ”if I need a little help. When Maki wakes up, tell her so."

"... don't you have to wake me up?

'Cause I think I'm tired.'

As His Highness weaved his white jacket and cape, he stretched his spine and tried to leave the room.

"So, Your Highness,... oh, wait..."

Isaac stuffed his words, but still pulled him back to his Royal Highness.

But Isaac, looking into His Highness's straight eyes, laughed with that face after giving him a slightly sad look.

"... Your Highness... that's what His Highness wants..."

".................. yeah"

"Really? Then I can't say anything... I'm heading in the direction where you'll be happy... Because that's all I'm happy with. Whatever happened, I will follow you when you return your right to inherit the throne…"

"... Isaac"

The weak appearance of him with a broken knee and crying reminds me of him somewhere back in the day.

According to what I heard, Isaac was originally a sorcerer in the First Prince's camp, but was forgiven by His Highness Ulysses when he aimed for his life, and became his squire as it were?

His Highness Ulysses placed his hand on Isaac's shoulder and shook his eyes.

"Thank you, Isaac. I'm happy to have a minister like you."

And His Highness rose again with a lucid expression.

I give him one piece of advice.

"Your Highness...... the bridegroom of the green witch must be recommended by the Archbishop, or the bishop of the executive class. The nominee with the best conditions for you and still leaving the candidate frame... must be the brother of the current green witch. He is the first candidate for the next Archbishop and has been on the world survey since an early age as a training for this purpose. He said he had recently returned to the Patriarchate... so I thought it would be advantageous if I got his recommendation."

"... is that right? I heard good things about that."

"But you're an unusual one, so persuasion may break your bones. Because he has the power to fight you both equally."

……… Copy that. Keep your head down. "

"... hehe, good luck"

Have fun, but have fun.

His Highness Ulysses flipped his cape as it was and left the room.

I dropped off a white, flickering, fine light to the end, and I called out to Isaac kneeling on the floor.

"You don't have to be so disappointed. Your response was brilliant.... as much as I wanted to show the First Prince's faction."

"... yes, even if you say so"

He wipes his tears with the hem of his robe to seep through some complicated thoughts.

Still, he respected the thoughts of His Highness Ulysses.

It's a sight not seen by the First Prince's camp operating in disregard of His Royal Highness's emotions, even though we say it's a battle we haven't won recently.

"... or the nominee. Wasn't it good for you too?

"Haha, what are you talking about?

Isaac's jittery eyes. You're switching fast. This guy.

Indeed, it is the same for the Medithes to have a candidate frame for the nomination of the bridegroom.

"But there's the right material, right? This is how His Highness Ulysses can connect with him. It is the fateful connection of their Demon King class, and the sanctuary must be a connection that cannot be ignored."

"......... you're still self satisfied self completing, aren't you? It doesn't make sense."

"Ha ha, even if you would!!... but hey, I really want to see it. Their… the possibility of their connection. Because the magic circuit is a system for it after all."

Isaac looked more pointless.

That's when Miss Machia just woke up to jump up.

"Ulysses!!!

"... good morning, Miss Machia"

She's temporarily kicking around and sorting out her sleeping thoughts.

And when he finally figured out what was going on, and confirmed that his Royal Highness was not in the next bet, he was severely surprised by the look on his face.

"Ah...... oh man!! You left me!!

"Fair enough, Miss Machia. His Royal Highness said he was picking up the green witch. According to the lady's report, now the witch is on the coastline with Thor across the diocese and research institutes? It's close to here… it's a place where not many people go."

………

Miss Machia listened to my words while weaving a robe from the miserable lady's place.

"You know what? There was a story about a coastline sandwiched between that patriarchal country and research institutes, and a rare tradition of children hiding in God. So the average person can't break in, or they're not going to that coastline."

"... Huh?

Miss Machia looked so frivolous at first because it was my word, but she looked pinned at something.

"... Remaining... Magic Space..."

"That, what did you know? Yes, there's a lot of residual demon guidance space left around there. Do you know why? I say it was the holy place Vabilofos who once lived before the gods of Mayday divided the country. There are so many traces of their magic left here. That's why research institutes are built around here, too."

…………

She's a makia lady with a face that comes to mind.

I don't know what it is, but it's funny.

"... ok. In the meantime, I'll head that way too."

That said, she left the room early on foot.

Isaac stayed decent and started cleaning his bets for now.

"Now it's time for me to follow them..."

"... is it stalking?

"Are you okay? Don't follow my precious prince."

………

Isaac looked up just a little and laughed like he was in trouble.

"Your Highness doesn't want that. Besides, I'm not interested in their past lives, to be honest. Because it is His Highness Ulysses, not the White Sage, whom I serve. I believe the answer that he gave me, and I just follow it..."

"... oh"

Quite a good thing to say.

I can't help but put a demon king class veil on them. It's very inconceivable to me.

But I am me.

Come on, let's go record a whole bunch of their actions.

Because there's one more fun guy.

"Ooh... I'm doing it..."

Every time I walk by the side of a research institute, I hear an awesome explosion.

Big shadows like some monsters floating in the middle of the moon and night as the road opened and out on a cliff to the coastline. And countless magic formations planted everywhere.

"Oh, it's a magic battle of attrition..."

It can be said that the number of magic formations stocked for a white magician is some kind of occasional number.

But it's the magic of the Demon King class that doesn't know it's going to run out, but if they're in the Demon King class again, isn't it something else?

Let's take out the flue and take a look at the heights.

Where they started, making sure they were connected again.