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

11: Thor, a circumstance that cannot be ignored by previous generations.

I had a bad feeling.

I was summoned to Lord Raymond the night before Makia's birthday, at a time when she would not normally be summoned.

And they gave me unscrupulous instructions.

"...... I can't. I'll definitely have to leave it free tomorrow for a reason. And that's what I've been saying for a long time."

"Is it Miss Machia's birthday?

"If you know, you'll talk fast. I don't think it's my birthday. Write it down for real!!

"Do something about it... do something about it. Please!! Write it down for real. Seriously, please!!

"No matter how many deputy kings you are in this country, I refuse to do so."

Sir Raymond offered to escort me as an escort for Princess Rubette's expedition visit for three days from tomorrow, Machia's birthday.

All of a sudden, I shook my head many times.

"In the first place, why is it so sudden? Which way are we going on an expedition?

"... that's what Verrett is, Mr. Thor.... It's Verrett, Verrett... Verrett..."

"Verrett?"

Lord Raymond told me the name of that port town many times.

Port town Verret...... It is a town that went straight west from Miladrid, where the Terziers rule as a territory.

I remember Sir Raymond telling me about the conspiracy of the great nobility before.

When Verrett hides the Demons, it's the most suspicious port town they thought he was in.

"... why would you send a princess to such a dangerous place?

"I suddenly got an application from over there. From the First Prince's camp.... Originally the Terziers also hit Princess Rubette's mother's house. She wants to see you. I just think there's something behind this offer."

"Say?

Sir Raymond turned his gaze to this one, and laughed furiously.

"Mr. Thor, I wonder what the First Prince's camp wants most right now?

"… it would overshadow this situation where you are essentially at the top"

"Exactly. They want an excuse to kick me down.... and trying to use Princess Rubette."

……

"Even though they called Princess Rubette back from Gibraltar, the troubles are making me look. I am moving away from the First Prince's camp. For what?

"... wait a minute................... That, in the end…"

As I listened, I noticed one thing.

Or so I thought. I don't really want to think about it.

Sir Raymond is very aware of that.

"The faction of the First Prince has done Princess Rubette some harm... I wonder if that is a calculated way to hold me accountable. Even though the first prince has hardly ever been involved with the princess, he hits his real brother.... If the princess were to be killed by someone, it would be enough to blame me. Or I might have a make up that says I let someone kill me."

"... Ko, kill!? Wouldn't that be an overthought? Or do you even get information on that plan from somewhere!?

Not even for Gala, I was in a bit of a hurry.

Because I was aware of things I didn't really want to think about.

"Assuming that the First Prince's faction... is the True Queen the fruitful mother of Princess Lou? Mother of the fruit is the child of the fruit... no..."

"It's not an impossible story. You may not know, but Princess Loulou has been, and has been, nearly killed many times. It is by the hands of poisons and killers, as is the struggle for the princes' throne. On the face of it, he was involved in a battle for the throne with other factions, but it was outrageous.... the Queen is still afraid... that the Princess will harm the First Prince."

"... the fortune of the Esta family...?

"Oh, did you know?"

"Yeah, I did some digging"

I turned a strong gaze on Sir Raymond in front of me.

He laughs at Niyaniya, and then drops his gaze. Like worrying about the long fences and physique of this Ruskian royal palace.

"Princess Lulu is a pathetic person. The Mother of the Truth has neglected me for no reason, and has turned me away. The righteous queen was not like that originally. Because of the pressure of Ruskia as the righteous queen, the pressure of having a first prince, the pressure of protecting the first prince and telling him to take the throne, he tried to be strong. Too conscious to be strong... strength has gone in a different direction... You want to protect the First Prince and put Princess Lulu on the King's throne, even at the expense of her real daughter... In a way, I'm not lost in that one. So I am also vigilant enough. It doesn't matter if you're a real mother or daughter."

………

Sir Raymond's story is not incomprehensible.

I actually know better than it hurts.

Sometimes my mother abandons another child to protect her own.

If you have two children, if you can't protect them, you may give priority to one of them.

I recall a flickering, long old, old memory trying to come forward, even if I don't like it.

I thought about Machia in my heart.

For his birthday, I wanted to be with him. Because he cares about our bond.

It's not just a birthday. It's just pre-construction, and he's important to be with us, and he just wants to make sure we're bonded. I just want to find that milestone.

"............ ok. If the princess says it's dangerous, it's too late for anything to happen. … I'll go to Verret too"

Sorry, Machia.

Still, I can't ignore this circumstance in my last life.

The expedition was sudden and took preparation from the next day when the sun was not yet rising.

The Princess's expedition was to be accompanied by me, Captain Dante of the Demonic Knights and a familiar mentor named Melvis.

And one assistant vice king's uncle accompanies him.

"Mr. Thor!!

Early in the morning, Ulysses came to us ready to hear the story.

Captain Dante and Melvis bow their heads deeply.

With that said, this guy was a prince.

"Thor, I've heard the story. I'm sorry you got into such a big deal."

"... oh, that's a big deal. Above all, above all..."

"Are you talking about Maki? It's okay, you'll see. Let's talk about it from me."

"Oh...... follow me"

I don't know how that would fit in a circle.

I know the truth is that telling the situation in my own mouth and convincing me whether I get beaten or scratched is the best way not to tail it later, but it's early in the morning and I don't have time.

In front of the inner gate of the castle, distracted by the soldiers carrying the load to the carriage, I looked up to the upper floor of the tall castle. There's Machia in the room beyond that stepped aerial garden. Will he still be asleep?

"Thor, what do I say, but I still want you to protect Lulu and do it. Now she's on a very dangerous bridge."

"... I know. It's a knight's job."

"Please, Mr. Thor..."

Ulysses looked sorry.

We are expecting some development from each other after this.

Tell Machia... what should I tell Machia and let her know about this?

"Hey Tor!! Tor Sagaram!! We're leaving!!

Captain Dante calls me.

After I looked up at the high castle again, I turned my black cape over the armbands of the Demonic Knights and boarded a carriage with the Ruskian royal crest.

By the way, the brooch that Princess Loulou used to give me is also worn on her chest.

Machia will surely be angry.

What should I say to him when I get back?

I was thinking blue about that, and Ulysses, who had missed our departure across the carriage window, also found it somewhere blue.

Is he a little afraid to tell Machia what's going on?

I think it's really bad to water the newlywed happy mode.

"Well, brother Ulysses!!

Princess Rubette, who noticed Ulysses from the carriage, is waving at Ulysses.

"Ulysses, my brother and I came back here to say a few greetings. You came to drop me off, glad..."

Princess Lulu speaks that way in the carriage and says "hey, hey" to the twins on both sides.

I am reminded that she is still a young daughter.

"I hear you and Ulysses were close."

"... Yep. Brother Ulysses is the only brother who has ever been kind to me. He was always very obvious, righteous, and concerned about me.... But if you're my brother... you'll be engaged at some point..."

Gogogogogogogogo.

That, something strange sounds.

I felt the princess's eyes have such a deep dark color that I was considerate first.

Come on, to the port town of Verret.