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

"Welcome, Miss Machia..."

"... thank you for inviting me. Sir Barondot Esta......"

Machia was invited to the mansion of Barondot Esta.

The mansion is situated in a slightly quiet place, over the flourishing boulevard on the eastern side of the Wang capital.

It was a white-maintained mansion that plunged in bright sunshine in association with the shady airy western magic research institute and the Medithes' mansion.

"Thor Sagaram, General Counselor, I never thought I'd be able to come to the Knight of Magic."

"... because Tor was the side man my father brought in when I was seven. This is how you follow me, and you're watching me do something stupid. I'm really worried..."

"Ha ha, no, Thor, you're in trouble too"

"... ha"

Ulysses told me to refrain from speaking up on Machia's side as a knight as much as I could.

I don't know what the hell you cared about, but they said so loudly.

Sir Barrondot takes us to the back of the mansion while I care about that too.

I was very vigilant in many ways, and I was always nervous and clear in his mansion. There was nothing particularly dangerous or hidden about the assassins.

Makia wears a slightly mature dress with her hair down and what an extra attitude she has.

"Miss Machia...... and, Mr. Thor, I'm going to know why you guys are so interested in talking about my friendship"

Barondot Esta just cut it out like that after serving us some fancy tea.

All of a sudden, Makia laughs like she's in a little trouble.

"I don't know what to say, Master Barrondot."

"Miss Machia, you're not going to marry me, are you?

He laughed couscous and indescribably.

Machia held a cup of tea and pounded for a moment. But smile gently with your spine stretched so that you don't break the pace.

"Suddenly, I didn't expect you to say that clearly.... is there something else you want from me?

"... Ha ha, I don't even mean to say that"

Sir Barrondot stares at Machia and laughs profoundly. Machia was faceless.

"Of course, I had an affair with you because I wanted a woman like you to be my wife."

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"But a thoughtful sorcerer like you can't possibly come aboard the edge of a man from an enemy faction who's barely ever been involved, like me. You must have come to me at the behest of Deputy Raymond or something."

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Machia was a bitter laugh. I cough lightly, too.

Sir Barrondot puts his fingers together and enjoys our reaction, especially Machia's.

"But I dared to use that. That way...... you are less interested in me. And I thought you'd come here."

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"What do you say? Until a few days ago, I'm sure I was a magician from an enemy faction that doesn't matter to you, but are you at all interested now?

"... you... you're quite an interesting person"

Machia lifted one mouth and laughed sarcastically.

What the hell is wrong with this man? I lurked my eyebrows and tried not to miss the change in his expression. Machia also keeps some nervous air.

Sir Barrondot keeps looking at us like that satisfactorily.

"To be honest, I no longer feel a future in the Esta family today. Brainwashing Your Highness. I can't believe the Estas did it. It's beyond good range. Even if that was an order from the faction, that is not acceptable... Do you know why the First Prince's faction is so impotent?

"... because there's the Hermédes Federation behind it, isn't there? Sure, it's like Lord Raymond is in real power right now, but with the power of the Hermédes Confederation, you're... you're so strongly concerned that it can even be overridden."

"Exactly.......... To be honest, it's a hilarious faction that already thinks we can do something about everything if we do what the Federation says. It's burning...... Both the father and brother, the head of the Esta family, are completely missing the time to fear the Federation behind them and to discern the faction of the First Prince. I don't know... I don't even think you can trust me where I rubbed off against the Raymond faction."

"... I see"

Machia sips a sip of tea and laughs niggly.

"You used me as an excuse to come to this side. I thought it was strange... to bring an edge on a little girl like me..."

"What do you say? I'm never using my friendship with you as an excuse. … the other way around."

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"We're using this mess to make sure you trust us."

I felt Sir Barrondot had slightly altered the air that haunted him.

"To gain your trust and interest in me, I offered Lord Raymond my help in rescuing the First Prince. After everything goes well, I'd like to sign up to talk to you again."

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Machia looked up to him to explore where Sir Barrondot's true intentions lay. I also thought about what Sir Barrondot wanted from us, what he expected in return, and what he wanted.

Is this really an act of betrayal to a clan who is doing it because he wants to make us trust Machia, or, conversely, is he trying to put us up for a clan or faction?

This man can't eat anything. It has a different frigid odor than Sir Raymond or Lord Medite.

I'd rather be these men, so do you want to betray the clan's faction and leave your way to survive?

"You're an ambitious man, aren't you? That's what you say is easier to understand...... do you say you want to betray your clan and secure your position?

"You may accept that. But you can also assume that your love for the clan is making me this way. Because if I take over the Esta family, the Esta family will survive. But while in the First Prince's camp, it is Sekiyama who will eventually collide with the Raymond camp and fall."

"... If you're an ambitious man, I'll tell you one thing. I am the daughter of the Count Odileel family, but the Count Odileel family is a small rural nobleman incomparable to the Esta family, a great nobleman. I don't even think it would be so beneficial where you married me."

"What do you say? I think you're going to sign up for marriage, even if you're the daughter of a common man."

"............ why? It's refreshing."

Machia increasingly looked at Sir Barrondot with a frigid odor.

She was changing her attitude to him a little. Instead of the cat wearing it so far, it's starting to sound more and more like Machia.

"Your charm is not its birth or its background. Miss Machia... you are attractive enough just to be you"

"... heh... just because I'm me...? What do you say you know about me?

"Yes, I know very little about you. I'm attracted there. You are Mysterious.... which is why only visual information is relied upon. Your beautiful face, your attitude that doesn't make you feel young, your provocative gaze somewhere, everything is very good. It's all very, very much my ideal. I've heard stories of friendship from a gate of many nobles and sorcerers before, none of which shook my heart. But you're not. Above all, he possesses tremendous powers of witchcraft and... talent. What rocked me, what I seek is the power of you, the body that says you."

"Phew... Phew..."

I had a dull cough once. The tea I was drinking was slightly stuck in my throat. What do you say with this man Nicole laughing?

No, because I imagined something weird from the word "seek my body” or something like that!!

Machia looks at me with a shiny eye... Sir Barrondot panicked, trying to excuse himself.

"No disrespect. That wasn't a good way to put it. Please don't sue me..."

"... you're a really funny person"

"No, no, no, well, you shouldn't be telling these stories right now. Sorry, I got ahead of you... Me, because it's something I can't lie to. Yes... everything I just said is true"

Sir Barrondot laughed a little lightly.

Finally, he wants to add Machia's talent and blood to his own family.

I hold a little sweat in my hand.

"Well...... on the contrary, I'm relieved. If you've hardly ever been involved with me, I'd prefer the appearance or my power to the fright of being attracted to your insides."

Machia sipped a good cup of tea and got up and paid for her hair.

"But I don't think I can be you..."

"... oh"

Machia and Sir Barrondot's gaze intersect. Machia looked down at him under high pressure, this time confirming his reaction the other way around.

I'm going to take the story all at once.

"You can assume I don't have a 5% chance of being yours. Still, I dare say it. Could you betray the clan and help us..."

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Sir Barrondot opened one room and laughed lightly.

"Ha ha... well I knew they would say that. Naturally, I'm here to help you. That's why I called you."

"...... are you sure that's good?

Lord Barrondot did not make a single disgusting face in Machia's attitude or in his call for unconditional cooperation.

I rather keep my expression bright to say I'm happy.

"No, but Miss Machia... if you still want 5%, I won't give up... Even if I only like your outer side, every time I know your inner side from now on, I should want to make you my wife more... And I want you to know me, too."

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He's a pretty shiny guy. I narrowed my eyes and laughed with my nose.

But Machia is serious about it. This guy is a dead girl who is not as stubborn as he was told, but to say that he is seriously listening is to say that he is interested in this man there.

"Now, Miss Machia... we would like to extend our full cooperation to His Highness in his rescue. I have a lot of information on the First Prince's camp, so I think I can help. If you get in the way, you can cut off your leg without hesitation...... I promise you more benefits."

Sir Barrondot stood up and offered his hand to Machia.

Machia had a slightly unconvincing look as Sir Barrondot drank his unfavourable terms, but when he stood up he looked seriously at his hand and shook it softly.

I thought Sir Barrondot laughed a little deeply, but I don't understand what he's thinking.

"Ha... that's a small hand. I want to hold it all the time."

"... where I hold my hand, not a single millimeter of my power will flow to you."

"Maybe you have it in your roots, the words you just said? No, I didn't mean to say that... Ha. Well, I'm going to get it back. Ha ha."

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Lord Barrondot would never let Machia go, so I coughed up again next door exaggerating.