The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Getting somewhat dressed and poking a cane towards the castle gate, a woman from yesterday was waiting along the way.

Sitting in a chair abruptly placed in the hallway, on his lap was a beautifully shaped document.

"Dear Yuri"

I stood with the paperwork once I placed my luggage on my lap on the chair.

On the chair is a box containing the jade seal I saw yesterday.

They brought it with them.

"It's the necessary paperwork. Please check."

"Thanks"

I received a bundle and looked through.

Seven sheets in all?

I read it lightly, and there's nothing wrong with it.

"Myalo, see if there's any flaws."

And I did a bunch of paper to Myalo.

"Yes."

Myalo quickly began to look through the paperwork.

"Carol, check the contents of the box."

"Okay."

It's almost impossible in the circumstances, but it would be tough if the contents had even been replaced by lumps of lead.

In future generations, the treasure of the Shan people was lost because of a fool named Yuri, because I don't like it.

"It's okay."

They were fine.

A little late, Myalo finished reading.

"I don't think it's a problem."

"Right."

I received a bunch of paper.

"Here you go."

It was the cylinder that was just offered to me.

Without folding the paperwork, it's something that can be rounded up and stored, something that steams a thin sheet of wood and bends it in a cylindrical shape.

That one with the diploma, it has the part that becomes the lid.

This is superior, with more waxed parchment stretched from the top of the wooden barrel, and a slightly rainy workmanship.

"Helpful"

I circled the seven pieces, and stayed in the cylinder and covered them.

"Your Majesty and his wife will not come to see you off."

I see.

Perhaps you want to reduce the odds that your daughter's companion will be exposed at all.

Usually, to the extent of the departure of the evacuees, the king himself may not show his face and do not mean encouragement.

"You're a pain in the ass."

"Yes."

The woman smiled faintly as she was in trouble.

Rather than a queen and a king... it seems to convey a desire to admire the royal family.

Did you say "night clothes"?

This katana is very different from the king's sword in Siyarta.

Even so, did I say that the King's Sword that I know is Tyreto, or something? It's just him.

I wonder if he's just heartless.

"So, when will the” load "arrive?"

"We will be a little late, but by the time we leave, we will be responsible for giving it to you"

"Okay."

I wonder if I'm sparing my goodbyes and crying.

Well, if you're not late, I don't mind.

"The box, go to this"

A woman has offered me a shoulder bag of thick fabric.

Perhaps you're getting into it softly.

The area that hits the corner has a thick patch cloth that seems to be as thick as a centimeter.

It's all because of you.

Even from the other side, broken along the way, etc., I guess you don't want it to be there.

"Helpful"

Take the box of jade seals that was in the chair.

There was an unusual weight.

I tried to hold it with one hand and put it in an open shoulder bag with the other, but I can't hold this without both hands.

That's right. It must have a gold stamp in it.

Gold has a different weight compared to volume.

Besides, jade isn't light, so that would be heavy.

Or why did you make a spare stamp out of gold?

I wish I could make it out of a solid tree. I mean, that would be more convenient.

"Go ahead."

The guy in the night coat opened his shoulder bag and held it for me.

I hold the box disappointingly with both hands and tuck it in.

It fitted perfectly, as I had shown.

When I left my shoulder bag, my shoulder was so heavy that it hurt.

"I'll see you when I pick up the load."

When I say,

"Yes. Take care"

Thanks for the dust, my clothes left at night.

From the stroke beside the castle gate, when I went outside the castle, there was no sign of the soldiers who were supposed to be up and ready already.

Wake up time must be over by now.

"Earlier, I heard the breakfast bell ring. They must be gathering in the dining room."

As I saw through my doubts, Myalo said.

"Right."

"The horse is connected there."

"Oh, I miss you"

There were two horses that rode this far, and two cakedri, connected to the horse clasp right next to the hand.

One of them is Myalo's cakedri.

It's a bird that was in a separate residence in the Howe family, so it looks familiar.

"Shall I ride the horse?"

Myalo looked at the cakedri and said:

"Uh... right"

For a moment, I see Carol.

Myalo and I are still kind of uncomfortable about it.

One of the wounded left me a cakedri and I have more than two.

Here, me and Carol should ride.

Kakedri can be made to crouch when crossing, and before that, the fact that Myalo is crossing Kakedri instead of the two of us can create problems.

"Can I ask you to do that? You can ride a horse."

"I'm not very good, though"

"Tutorial on the other side, so slightly different on your own, but you'll get used to it soon"

"Okay."

As I approached Myalo's cakedri, he seemed to remember my face, breaking my knee softly and forming an easy ride.

Hold the cane aside and cross the cakedri.

"All right, let's go"

That's where I noticed.

I'm going to leave one horse behind.

Should I take the reins and pull?

When we got out of town, they had a call and were preparing, and the boulevard was full of refugees we were planning to take home.

There are many men and a lot of women after all.

The only thing I can't walk on my own seems to be a lightweight toddler or so.

You said the old man wouldn't let you go with him.

I don't know when, what kind of circular I had, but I guess I could have rubbed it.

"I'm not packing."

"Sounds like it."

For once, the space for Kakedri to walk is in a straight line, but I was still afraid to move on.

Suddenly, if a child pops up, he might step on it.

In the meantime, I saw soldiers consolidating in places like open gardens at the doorstep and caring about their lack of location.

Is that the 300 soldiers you can keep?

Get close, see what you're doing, and this one wasn't as coherent as it sounded.

Exactly, I haven't slept on the ground and lay down, but I'm sitting and standing, so I'm falling apart.

For once, they should all have been in the cavalry, so this is proof that they haven't been in command since the beginning.

If someone has ordered me to stand, these guys are standing. That's how educated you must be.

Doesn't that mean they just pulled me out of my original unit and told me to "stay here," and I guess I haven't received any orders from anyone since.

"Is there a guy who fits in as a commander?"

"He doesn't seem to be here."

They're still not here.

Perhaps he thought that if he nominated me without authorization, he would be under confusion.

Around here, because it is a matter of cracking and importance, it cannot be said that it is out of order over there.

Still, I think in this case, partitions appear and partitions are made, but as Wang and his wife said, the high-ranking people in such a position as to be partitioned are not part of the situation.

"Phew... that's a hassle"

Packing this up is going to break my bones inside.

Are the men in the squad coming this way?

"Kakedri's squad should have arrived around the city gate by now. The Eagle's soldiers have left this luggage at the base where they paid for it."

"Right...... ok. Let the rabbits and the horns begin walking with the refugees."

I looked around.

"For that matter, there's nothing we can do about it."

The evacuees are all packed and packed.

If it's about a small pull car, it's still there. There's even a guy inside who's trying to carry the tans he's brought up on the street.

I don't think I can drag Tans all the way to Siyalta, no more wartime or normal time...

For starters, do something and let go of the big stuff is prerequisite.

If we don't do that, we can't even start moving.

"In the meantime, let's reunite 300 men with the squad"

"Hey."

I spoke with no one when I stood at the entrance to the garrison where 300 people were inside or outside.

"Ha!"

A guy who stood serious replies with a salute.

I just stood there the whole time, and I guess it's serious.

If this were the situation, I'd be the one on the sitting side.

"I don't know how much you've been listening to me, but it's Yuri Howe I'll be your superior. I just want to give you an order."

"Ha! Go ahead!

"Bring the one of these guys you think is the best"

When I said that, the man opened his mouth pompously.

But soon he accepted the unusual order and began to pretend to think.

That's this me. What if I say it out?

Is that funny?

"With all due respect, the smart one and the one with the arms up, we both know it!!

Really?

Well... blah, blah, blah. Either way.

The truth is, I would like to say that the one with the desire, but I wonder if there will be a matomo response because of the clumsiness of the general.

"Is that a pretty head for an arm to stand on?

"No, it's stupid!

Are you stupid......

There are many kinds of fools, so if you're a fool like people, you can use them.

"Bring me the smart one"

This would be Better.

What a sluggish man he was brought here.

Bossy brunette has a terrible sleeping habit while awake and looks at this one with jittery eyes.

Your body is middle meat, but you shouldn't be working out too much.

Looks a little fat.

"I brought you here!

………

Normally, in this case, I name my first and last name from myself.

This is common sense, so it's not because it's a Knightly Home in Kirchna, that's not true.

"What's up? Why don't you name it?"

"This guy's name is Gyom Zuz!

My mouth came from the side.

"I didn't ask you. Name your own."

Hmm.

I don't know, it bothers me to look at me like I deserve it.

Three hundred people are also generally guessing what's going on, and their ears and eyes are starting to gather here.

"Find out if you're good enough to name it."

Ho.

"Become...! disrespectful."

That's what I said was Carol spanning the horse in the back.

Well, this guy's not used to this.

I'm used to this kind of business relationship, so I don't know.

So did the cuffs, but some of these are funny.

If this makes you incompetent, it's just rubbish.

"Hey, lend me your spear"

And I told the man earlier.

"Ah, ahhh... this guy is disrespectful..."

"Shut up. Give it to me."

When I said that under high pressure, I was offered a spear pattern.

A man named Gyom stands without being slight.

Gu, I'll step on my left foot for a long time.

The wound looks fine.

If I make too many mistakes, I'll kill you.

It doesn't matter if you die, because it fits with disrespect.

I narrowed my eyes and measured the distance.

I grabbed the pattern, just the right length, and held the spear on my shoulder.

"Huh!"

And the eartip, which drew a great arc, purred, and gnome's forehead.

Bossy hair on her forehead dancing flutterly.

I touched my hair but I couldn't cut it.

The spa felt like I could cut my hair.

Somehow I was curious, and I looked at the tip of my ear by hand, and the blade had rough grinding eyes.

The blade carefully grinded with a good grinding wheel makes the grinding eyes disappear and look wet.

In the middle of a war, can't you help not being in full swing?

I'd like you to at least take care of the spear.

Fair enough.

"If you call yourself talented, gather your troops and bring them to the city gate. If you don't like listening to orders, just disappear from the squad."

If you look at where the blade went too far in front of you but you didn't even meditate on your eyes, you'll have the nerve.

I don't know if I'm too proud or obstinate in the world, but it's not even a big deal around there.

Well, I wouldn't have done it if I couldn't...

I mean, we're all watching, and if it wasn't for all the dumb-ass, each of us would come on our own.

"I'll give you back your spear. Thank you."