The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

In the middle of the night, enough before the date changed, the conn, and the door were knocked.

"Go ahead."

"Excuse me, sir."

That's what I came in for, a woman of good age when it comes to mature women.

I'm not wearing the kind of clothes that women wear, I'm wearing plain clothes.

Contrary to the expression mature, there is absolutely nothing like colour, with a tight-eyed face on a thin fleshy body.

She's thin, but she looks like she's been working out.

Somehow, unlike those female secretaries and middlewomen there, I feel high potential for standing and behaving.

"By the life of Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness the King, I have come to pick you up"

Suck, I carefully bowed my head.

"I thought it was time"

Perhaps this is the king's sword in Siyalta.

During the last few hours, it just seemed that under these circumstances I had not made a bath, I could not bathe in the water, but I could clean my body with a damp cloth with hot water and also eat.

If I'd been a little behind, my drowsiness might have hit me.

"We have a wheelchair. Get in."

Another, similar woman appeared from behind, and you were carrying a wheelchair.

He just oiled it, the wheel turns smoothly, sultry and comes inside the room.

Ma, it's a little awkward for these guys to walk next to us with crutches.

The mature woman also went to the hallway once, carrying a wheelchair that she had left in the hallway.

The wheelchair was a lot better than what I used when I came here, but the shape is still not sophisticated.

Really, it just feels like there's a wheel in the chair.

It is only a "chair that others can push" and it does not make a large rear wheel, so it is not possible for a sitting human to travel on his own.

Well, I have no choice.

I stood in a wheelchair to sit back.

"Regards"

Where I was taken while sitting in a wheelchair was the room where I had dinner when I was first invited to Reform a few months ago.

When the woman knocked, she said, "Let me in."

A mature woman opens the door.

"Excuse me. I've brought you both."

When I said that, I turned around behind the chair and pushed him into the room.

At the table in the room, two people are sitting now.

Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness the King.

Unlike then, His Highness Terre is not here.

"I just walked over. Excuse me for sitting down."

I only had my upper body in the form of a most salutation and lowered my head.

"It's been a while. Sire."

Carol reserved for a brief thank you.

We are royalty to royalty, so this doesn't hit us rudely.

Have the three of you met before?

Not surprisingly, I've never known it before.

"Go ahead."

When Her Majesty pointed to a chairless face with her hands, a mature woman pushed the chair and put us both on the table.

Nevertheless, Her Majesty looks kind of naughty.

Somehow, when it comes to hegemony, it's weird, but I don't feel compelled.

Is that the case because the crown you are wearing as a national lord is about to come off?

Or are you no longer respecting the authority of the country I'm going to perish in, and no longer feeling the force I felt before, as the backlight disappeared with it?

I wonder which caused it.

Both, I guess.

"First of all, I want to make sure you're okay. Well done. You came back alive."

said the queen.

"Thank you. It hurts."

I'll answer.

"Thank you"

Carol also followed.

Thanks to the help of your country, you'd better not say anything like that.

"It was also long good news for us. Lately, I've been hearing a lot of bad news."

That would be so.

"It was unfortunate, even for me, that the generals of Siyarta had just pulled up. After all, the nature of Howe's house, which has become more familiar with warfare than usual, is different."

Do you feel like lifting my parents' house while lowering Siyarta's reinforcements?

If you follow and make a statement lowering the Siyalta, it becomes a flow that is more like a burden than falling on the Siyalta......

In the present situation, where Carol is, the flow has a point opposite the spear.

"Right. Had my Howe's house sent out troops, it would not have been such an impudence. Unfortunately, I didn't."

Of course, the Howe family's inability to send out an army is due to their improbable devotion to Kirchna.

You can't deploy to blame for not showing up.

I fear that I may seem like a rising and slowing shitty kid, but where that's what people think I'm going to die for, it doesn't hurt or itch.

Still, that's a boring exchange.

Why should we have a conversation while thinking about this?

"Hmm... that's a shame"

The queen's eyes narrowed for a moment to determine if that was a habit.

It's a human-specific gesture that has always stood above people the way they were born.

"Right. I tried my best, but it didn't seem to tie me to victory."

"That's how it is. We've been looking for you for a long time."

Hmm.

Still, I'd like a cup of tea.

If I were Carol's mother, His Majesty Simoney, I would start by recommending tea and saying, "It's been tough," etc., and start the conversation.

I didn't know it was a custom at first, but that's a lot more relaxing.

Now I think it's a good habit.

"We had special circumstances, we were walking in the woods, etc., which you can't even imagine."

"Hmm... I just want you to thank me for one thing."

Did you come directly?

It's not where I want it to be, but if it's coming this way, I can't help but form it like a fight breakup.

"There, it will be held. If I hadn't dropped the dragon, the dragon might have threatened this castle by now. Also, if I hadn't lit the fire and threatened my back, the siege might have started by now"

"I exaggerate my own handles..."

"Your Majesty."

Carol blocked the word.

Turning to his side, he looks at his eyes and looks at his eyebrow root slightly, with a slightly uncomfortable eye.

"With all due respect, are you and your wife going to run away even after the reformation crashes?

What are you talking about, this guy?

What kind of question is that?

When the reformation is abbreviated, are you going to say we should both die without running, or something?

"... no, live or die, there is no escape before our reformed people"

said Her Majesty the Queen.

The king's mate beside him is probably of the same opinion when he sees where he keeps quiet but does not disagree.

I don't know what will happen to Her Majesty the Queen, but the King's mate... well, he will die.

"I don't know."

"Hmm, what is it?

"The feeling of wasting time between deaths on this kind of political play is. If that's what you mean, there's nothing to say..."

It is said to be tight.

"Whoever he decides not to do, no matter who he is ashamed of and cursed at, is a man who will never do it. I just won this bickering and I don't think it makes sense"

If I say so, that's all I want to say. All the while, Carol clasped her mouth.

I don't think I'm going to start the big speech.

Well, I know what you're trying to say.

It's pointless, I guess.

Fact is pointless, so I don't bend myself over and drink demands, no matter how much I can tilt the air in the field.

I'm not the politician who started the debate in the street speech, so I don't have any trouble with that.

If that were the case, it would be true that from the beginning no one would be distracted and annoyed, hit directly from the front.

but that's not going to be the hard part of politics.

"... Hmm. Sorry, when I get older, I really want to rely on these manifolds."

Really?

Or was it rounded up in Carol's remarks earlier?

Is that the end of the meaningless conversation we've had so far?

"Let's get straight to it. I need you to do something for me."

Here it comes.

That's what happened.

Well, if not, you don't have to talk about it.

"Okay?"

I blocked His Majesty from speaking.

"What?

"I don't mind asking, but my goal is to get the young men back home safely. Undertakings are limited to the extent that they do not interfere with this major aim, and their scope is very narrow. I would like you to acknowledge that"

"I know."

Do you really understand?

"I'll talk from here."

And, for the first time here, the king's brother-in-law opened his mouth.

What. Does this guy explain?

"I want you to let my daughter go."

... Yeah, that girl.

You didn't miss it?

Ma, don't you mind about that?

"I have a few questions."

"Go ahead."

"I never missed it before, because it has a purpose to prevent morale loss? In other words, it is necessary to keep secrets from soldiers and citizens in the defense of reformation rather than from Kirchna…. Does that mean?

"Exactly, that's a good guess. That's what I mean."

Ho.

I care about boring things. Is that sometimes the case?

Intelligence is a spreading thing, so if you leave it to Kirchna's army to escort you, the leak will be spared.

Let the king's sword protect you, but let it slow you down.

No, are you following the King's sword, too?

Or can't Wang Sword be used because there are so many other jobs you want to leave to die for?

The latter seems likely.

Given the situation, it is also possible that too many dangerous missions have already been ordered, depleted and the number of people paid off.

"If that's the case, I'll take on that much. Even so, safety will be on a par with troopers. You can't guarantee treatment like throwing away a majority of your troops, pawning them, but protecting them."

"I guess that means the same thing. In the unlikely event of an impending chase, it is your unit that will fight. Stand on the arrow. Yeah, the danger should be higher for the crew. Unless you're going to make my daughter fight or make her fight."

That's right.

Neither am I. I'm just not going to be so outrageous.

"That's right. Neither am I."

"I don't want to treat you more than the luggage you eat. Sometimes it's more convenient."

Evil doesn't stand out and it's convenient, I guess.

"And then I want you to keep your luggage in one bag or so when you leave, and make sure you don't look like Her Royal Highness the Princess. In short, I'm not saying you dress like a beggar... but I want you to be convinced to wear the lower part of the outfit inside and hide your blonde hair... no, be convinced (...) and (...)"

I don't care what it looks like.

The trouble with finding out that the royal family escaped is over there, not us.

That's what they should care about.

"That, too, is fine. I'm going to make them wear civilian clothes that are easy to move and dye their hair black."

Oh, my God, is it?

"Then let's take it on"

"Right. It helps."

"... is that all you want? If that's the case, you don't have to go through all that trouble."

"To tell the truth, no"

Is it not?

Oh, my God, don't have a bad feeling.

"Tomorrow, there will be a thousand last civilians, three hundred soldiers, coming out of the reformation. I want you to take care of them."