Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

"… is it mainly the Lord? Why is the demon princess becoming Mr. Yashiro's demon?"

Bernadette asks in a pale tone if he has settled down with a drink of water.

Uh, I knew they'd ask.

"I mean, don't you know what a demon is?

Me and Pimon had a subordinate relationship because of the Demon's contract.

"I'm losing my demon-specific disgust. Instead, it feels strange like Mr. Yashiro showed up with another... kind of unsettling"

I'm the other one? What's that supposed to mean?

"The demon is also half-body. There are signs that the demon of use should be called the remnants of his Lord. Side effects of contracts, something like that."

Fiona, whose neighborhood was thinner than when she resumed, carries the teacup into her mouth.

"Kiki, why did you become my Lord?"

Pimont, looking like a blonde girl, laughs crunchily.

"In a nutshell, I was saved from the hands of the apostle's demon," huh?

"Do you think the demon princess is obsessed with the demon's hand"

By the way, it seems that Pimon's body has become tiny in order to reduce the consumption of magic. Originally, the demon receives magic from his master, but I don't have magic, and I can't supply it.

"I didn't think the Lord was the bearer." Lay the utmost vigilance, and if you think you finally breathe, it's you. What the devil's straw says is he's a cunning man. "

"Why did that messenger suddenly show up in the first place? Yeah, it's not gonna come down that easy, is it?"

I've seen the Apostle once, but he didn't seem so easy to show up to. Instead, I got the impression you were trying to distance yourself from humans.

"The Apostle is said to appear once every hundred years. Only twice in the literature."

They suddenly showed up saying what happened to those half-drawn people.

"Didn't you show up because you brought God down?

"Mm-hmm. I did it three years ago. Thanks to God, they say enemies."

"It's not a joke, it!

Bernadette pissed me off when I returned the question of Quon. Mmm, Bernadette's been having trouble handling it lately.

"... the devil tribe but did not obey the demon king and tried to add the first Virgin to the subdivision, maybe because of heresy (...)"

Pottori and Fiona muttered. The grunt slowly lingered in my ear.

"Divergent, is it..."

"In this world, there are established rules, like the instincts of life."

Kathari, and put the teacup down and Fiona reassembles her legs and continues.

"Man is afraid and hateful of the devil, and the devil despises and disgusts man like a pest. The Demon King appears to annihilate men, and the Brave One is born as a countermeasure to the Demon King. And one more thing. A being belonging to a demon falls down to a being called the Demon King.... Blood-sucking princess Pymon, is there anything in this that fits into a mixed-race lady of people and demons?

Fiona looked sharply and asked, so as to ascertain the answer.

"No. Being frightened is not being held captive by such laws (rules)."

"I guess."

"Well... the ultimate goal of the Demon King is the annihilation of man... the ultimate goal of Pimon is the conquest of this world... more than not under the influence of the Demon King, Pimon has nothing to be commanded by anyone, he can pluck into a fight with God"

What if the Demon King destroys humans and then plugs the quarrel into God? If you say so, no.

He exists to kill people. Nothing more or less.

I don't care if you're a brave man, but do you want to overthrow God? Probably no if you say so.

I don't need to knock you down. I won't challenge God unless I'm driven to defeat him.

But one of the purposes of Pimont is to defeat God.

Take the stage and one day you will surely challenge God.

To man, to the devil, to make even God his own subordinate.

Sooner or later, the Apostles will attack to make Pymon a deceased.

"You were watching... so that you could tailor the pymon the moment the seal was unsealed"

"Of, I guess. For a long time, they've been eyeing all sorts of things."

Pimont drinks up the tomato juice poured into the cup says unmotivated.

"... please wait. Does that mean that as long as there is this demon clan, we may fight the Apostle in the future?

I saw Pimont as the blue Bernadette cramped his mouth. Then Pymon grinned and nodded nimmari.

"Woohoo, now Mr. Yashiro is increasingly being treated like a divine enemy. I have absolutely no advantage in accompanying this vampire than..."

"Well, well, don't say that. The journey is on the road. The world is merciful. You call sleeve swinging another living edge."

"Mmm... I kind of feel like I'm being treated like a bad guy. I'd rather have that vampire's shoulder, wouldn't I, Mr. Yashiro? You didn't say that to me when I was there."

Bernadette with pointy mouth and booming.

... a little, just a little, but I thought it was cute. Let's dust it off.

"No, no, that didn't happen, did it?

"Lizwadia told me you were having trouble leaving."

Uh, with that said, I said that. I kind of miss it.

"Heh heh... what are witch bloodlines, jealousy? Kiki, the jealousy of a woman is ugly, okay?

Pimont takes his seat and laughs as he provokes. I get caught by it and Bernadette's in a bad mood within sight.

"Shall I send you to the demonic realm instead of the Apostle?

Bernadette sitting in a chair but reaching for the slit and grabbing the demon gun in his hand. With a sharp gaze pointing at him from that Bernadette, Pimont approached me with a constant grin.

"Kiki, it's still blue..."

"Whoa."

Pimont sat on my lap sitting in a chair, keeping his weight on me and sitting down.

And...

"Hey, my lord."

Pimon grown up on his knees whispering in a sweet voice as he stroked my cheek!!

"Uhihihihi! Oh, I think you're right!

"... I see, is it a color trick? Mr. Yashiro would be critical."

Shit.