Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 351

Talks with Amani, the Prince of Wajal, then proceeded very smoothly.

"I was in talks with Prince Carfal, but Powani said that Milardia was likely to be trustworthy. In particular, Mr. Weid was smart and intelligent."

"I'm afraid"

I laugh with some kind of tickling while drinking herbal tea after meals.

Amani continued.

"You can't do long-term trading with the less profitable, but you can't trust those who don't care. Zakar, the mercenary captain, seems to be clever, but he doesn't feel any more."

"He seems to prefer the method of creating enemies and enclosing them by making the enemy ally clear. Nobles are affordable enemies for him."

Looking at Zakar's method of recruiting recruits, the tendency is noticeable.

It's hard to say badly about his employer, Prince Bazza, but the rest of the nobles are rambling at random. "Nobles are shit, but I'm not. I can give you what you want."

Amani smiles with a pinch of sugar candy.

"If you're an affordable enemy, it's better to stay as an enemy. I don't want to be on your side."

"His ally is a hand piece used by him. I sympathize with the mercenaries."

A glimpse of Mr. Kumerk's smile in my mind.

He often works as Zakar's handpiece, but seems to know nothing about the assassination of the king.

Amani smiled and said,

"In Khul, where the city is lined with the sacred mejire, Karfal and Wajal are the cornerstones of the royal capital from above and below."

Speaking of the Shinkansen, is it like Ueno Station and Shinagawa Station?

It may be a bit different, but I agree.

Amani continues.

"Therefore, both Duke Karfar and I will do our utmost to protect the royal family, but running the army in the absence of His Majesty will raise strange doubts about the princes ..."

That's where I'm in trouble.

Prior to being attacked by the Bazaar mercenaries, Duke Carlfal had scattered most of the guards into the surrounding villages on a patrol basis.

Originally, he did not intend to fight seriously, and he seems to be making an excuse at the time of surrender, saying, "Soldiers were leaving and we could not make a castle."

Karfal quickly fell off because Zakar attacked with full force without reading the air.

Most of the Karfal guards are still stationed in the surrounding villages, and Wajal has its own guard. Combined with vigilantes in rural areas, the total troops will be around 3,000, a scale that will allow them to battle Zakar.

But now the king is missing, an unusual event in Kuwait history. If troops move around the royal capital, the people and princes can be mistaken for coups.

Unlike Zakar, which has no shackles, it is hard on this side to move hard.

But Parker is back, so I'll use him right away.

"Parker, I want to make sure the person killed is the King himself. The life and death of the King is very important in planning for the future."

The royal family is silent, so it is certain that he was killed by himself.

But confirmation is needed.

I also want to know the circumstances of the royal family.

Waiting for the night, I went with Parker to the ruins where the tragedy was.

Amani also said that she would accompany her, so I asked her for confirmation.

We had a hard time getting through the mercenaries' surveillance, but we got to the ruins safely.

"The dead smell is great."

"I'll follow your clothes"

As the escort werewolf muttering, I decided to magically dull her sense of smell before Amani could smell.

You can't smell the roasted meat. Death odor would be impossible.

"Rude"

He sniffs her nose and casts a spell to weaken her sense of smell. Weakness is the opposite of reinforcement, two sides of the same coin.

"This is all right now"

"Eh? Yeah ..."

Amani, who doesn't know the situation, holds her nose and looks strange. Such a gesture reminded me of Eyria.

Indeed, Parker feels close.

Parker nodded when he reached the tragedy well.

"The grudge is drifting intensely. This seems difficult to persuade."

"Can you do it?"

"Of course."

Parker smiled with a smile.

"If I had my story, would the dead spirit laugh?"

"Come on, stop!"

"Im kidding?"

Really?

Parker fires the incense and brings honey to the well.

It's really like a necromancer.

"Don't be surprised by my voice, I'm Parker. I'm a necromancer, coming from the distant land of Miraludia."

A different kind of voice that speaks gently.

As the incense smoke spread, the dead smell diminished. Parker then cuts off the bottle and pours honey into the well.

"Now the deaths of unprofessional death and the wrath that are left are just gone away and fade away, but I will draw in their wisdom and listen to your voice. Speak, I am Parker. Be a listener "

The atmosphere has changed.

This kind feeling is similar to the teacher's way.

The brothers are also growing.

When I thought about it, something like a fog shining on the old well appeared.

Occasionally in the fog, the young man is flickering.

`` Your Majesty !? ''

As Amani shouted suddenly, the fog quickly swept away.

I was in a hurry and told her.

"I'm sorry, I forgot what was important. Because the dead have no body, the powerful voice of the living is the same as a storm."

"Oh, is that so ... I'm sorry, but that figure is unmistakably His Majesty Pajam II."

That figure is the memory of the dead himself. Therefore, it may be a little beautified, but it can be said that it is a life before the spirit.

Apparently, it was Pajam II himself.

Parker speaks with a real face. It is fluent Khul.

"I'm at Parker, a necromancer's disciple of the Great Demon King who governs Miraludia. I'm sorry to hear you suddenly."

The white fog whispers, but emits a faint voice.

"Good ... I'm not suffering ... Where is this ... What happened ..."

The world seen by the dead is completely different from the living.

His consciousness must now be wandering in the dark.

"The Majesty has heard that Bazaar mercenary commander Zakar was killed. Is there any difference?"

Parker's voice is so gentle.

The white fog was silent for a long time, but eventually uttered a voice.

"Yes ... I thought ... I put it out ... I was killed by a conspirator named Zachar ... I was supposed to meet Sir Weid ... I was tricked ..."

The white mist becomes cloudy and black.

Bad, it's going to be demons.

I quickly covered my flax, but Parker calmed down comforting the king's spirit.

"I'm bringing that Lord here. Your Majesty, please tell Lord Vight about the situation."

To me?

Parker tells him to sing, ignoring my upset.

"This person is among the heroes who were invincible on the northern continent. Ji, Jin, and Yong, all of them are world-class warlords, and they will surely clear your Majesty's remorse."

Hey hey

But the king's spirit stops turning cloudy and becomes a gray fog.

"I can't see ... where ... Sir Weid will give you either ..."

When this happens, I can't even know the face.

I kneel right before the ghost and drop my head.

"Her Majesty Pajam II. Weid von Eindorf, Deputy Secretary of the Demon King Milardia, is here."

I learned a little about conversation with the spirit under the teacher.

If you are a spirit under the control of a necromancer, I can communicate without any problems.

The king's ghost asks me in a white fog, reflecting the image of his lifetime.

"I wanted to see you, Deputy Deputy of the Demon King ... Isn't that you've killed me?"

"I haven't told you that. I came to Calfar to arbitrate this dispute. I was there to meet and show your Majesty."

Then the king leans in the fog.

"Issuing ...?"

I don't want to say that someone who is dead is harsh, but I know from experience that it is better not to give strange lies or excuses to the dead.

Stupid honesty is best for the dead. They have nothing to lose anymore.

So I said:

"Forcible taxation on the harbor hurts the princes and the people. Silver coins do not come from nothing. "

Amani is behind me, smelling like a human being nervous.

He wouldn't be able to tell the king because he was scared.

But I'm a Mirardia, and moreover, a General of the Demon King. There is no reason to be alive or dead, such as a foreign king.

Like a wolf warlord, I smile grinningly like a villain.

"I have defeated people like my Majesty many times. I was going to do whatever I could to show my Majesty. But ..."

Sighs, thinking that it won't come true anymore.

"It's just to stabilize Kuwait's politics and maintain trade with Milardia. Depriving His Majesty's life isn't a political stability."

The king's spirit was still listening to my words, but soon he returned.

"I see ... all of this is the consequence of extra carelessness ..."

That's right, so I drop my head silently.

The spirit of Pajam II spins words with a sway.

"I thought if I could talk to you, things would be resolved ..."

The dying king began to speak slowly about himself.