The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"Then you've decided on five people to give up the eagle. The rest, with the exception of Gi, Dylan, Hack and Meera, decide to return to Siyalta. The temporary troop leader is Effie, you."

And it was so ordained, that the faces of the king eagles saluted in unison.

Effie is the most skilled of the five horsemen I was leading when I dropped the flame bottle.

With this guy in mind, it won't be that hard to cross the strait.

The four of us who made them go the same way, they were there.

Due to the food problem, it is difficult to take two dozen extra eagles.

Four or so is enough for reconnaissance, and the rest is extra.

"I'll lend you this"

And I gave Effie my favorite compass.

"Later, be sure to give it back"

"Got it. I will definitely return it."

It's a successful compass that once crossed the ocean.

Blah, it's not as accurate as it sounds, but it would add to reassuring the crew in the mood.

"Then the five of you will immediately board the eagle and head to the city gate."

These five eagles are bad and cannot be used for straits crossing.

Not that it's faulty where, but I'm feeling mild pain, I'm not moving, I'm butterfly and I don't have stamina, and I'm not feeling well.

If you take a week off fighting in the castle, you'll be able to fly.

Of course, we can't wait for that.

"Gi, you fly to the castle and tell them you want them to replace the five at the city gate. The other three wait here and help the others. Do you have any questions?

I looked around together.

I don't seem to have any questions.

"All right, let's get this thing started."

By the time we rode back to the city gate on the cakedri, Wang Eagle was connected near the city gate and the assembly seemed to be over.

Yang is totally climbing already.

When I stopped pretty close, I could see that the vertigo followed a small group and was directing.

When he found me running, Myalo came on his horse.

As Myalo tapped the reins to stop the horse, the horse gently swung up his forefoot, hissing and stopping exaggerated.

"Oops."

Oh, my God, he's not used to it yet.

"Excuse me."

"Have you finished the assembly?"

"Yes. In the meantime, Mr. Gyom combined, ten out of twenty-nine, I left him nine."

Three hundred people could have come to the city gate perfectly.

I thought it wouldn't be weird if one of them went missing or got away.

than that,

You made him captain.

"Shouldn't you have"

Hmm.

Well, do you mind?

"No, that's fine. Besides, it looks like the cookout hasn't progressed."

"Yes, when it comes to a thousand person scale cookout...... it seems a lot confusing. After all, even though each commands ten people, they don't seem to be like hands and feet right away."

That's right.

"Let's go inside the city gates and find someone who can cook from among the refugees to help. Let the men in the squad set up a tent for now and gather the pot or something."

"Ah, yes. Okay."

Now that I had finished instructing Myalo, I turned back Cakedri's head and turned to Carol.

"Carol, you stay on the horse and command the five-man platoon down the eagle. They shouldn't be used to being instructed by Lyao. You'd be more familiar with it."

Copy that.

"I'll go to Gyom's and instruct him to find a cook. Where are you?"

"I'm at Mr. Lyao's. There it is."

Myalo held his finger across the horse.

To the left of the city gate.

"Okay. Okay, let's get started."

Gyom's platoon seemed to have been forced by Lyao to carry luggage, and then a crate.

"Lyao, I'm gonna borrow these guys for a second!

Saying that out loud from the ride, Lyao, who was about ten meters away, waved and answered.

Take it on your own, I guess.

"What?

Gyom says.

"The cookout is lagging behind, so I go into the city gate and bring in a lump who can cook from among the refugees. Help."

"... ha. It's hard."

Refraining behind, when I looked at the faces of the nine, what a dahl he looked like.

I don't feel energetic and hazy.

Still, is it the gift of education that you manage to obey, stretch your spine and be careful?

Or are you making reason to overthreaten and make them obey?

"You may be smart, but you don't have hope."

………

Gyom stares at us silently.

'Cause I do because I see it.

He doesn't look so bad, but he's a scholar type, and he's not really what he looks like.

Bad eye.

I don't have the vibe that people want to follow.

"Ma, that's okay. Help me anyway. It's better if the commander is familiar with this city."

"Why would you want to use me like that?"

Nothing, I'm not expecting this guy.

Somehow the character is standing, so you want to give it a try.

It would be a waste if you were competent, I mean.

"Don't make a mistake. I don't want to use you. If you're incompetent, you're just gonna use the others."

... though, because this guy is also carrying extra hardship.

It's a pathetic story to be paid the same salary but turned around for managerial work.

"If I work until it's over, I'll write you a reference where it will be"

"I don't need references, etc."

They don't need it.

"On your own. If you're leaving, fill up with something else. That's all."

As I crept through the city gate and into the place where the evacuees were nagging, I moved a few gold coins from my purse into my pocket.

"Hey, I'll do this. Hire a cook, give him one at a time."

I threw my own purse.

Boss, and it fits into Gyom's hands.

"Do you mind? You might get away with it."

Gyom said, looking at me alternately with his wallet.

Gyom himself might escape with his wallet. I guess that means.

"You're a sensible bastard all at once. That's a matter of metrics."

Afraid of the risk of running away and spending, and not depositing money with anyone, the organization forces cramped jobs and stops turning well.

If this is the case, I won't be spared to use it even if it means trying this one.

I mean, you don't want to hold a purse with ten gold coins because it's pretty heavy.

The cuff was hanging on my back all year and I had back pain.

"Hum......"

"Just look for your thoughts. I'm really in a hurry. I'll look around and see if I can find someone who can."

Copy that.

Gyom nodded.

"Hey, you guys. We'll find a cook..."

Listening behind me as I began to drool my teachings, I turned back the bird and began to walk.

Walk away, looking at the flickering and the refugees' belongings.

There doesn't seem to be enough food, it's cheeky with starvation, it's less like being in the slums of Sibyak.

If you even hold it in a large pot. Oh, it's easy to understand.

Uh-huh.

If you look closely, you have quite a few kids.

Some of them carry Akambo.

I can't tell you to leave all this because it's luggage.

I wonder if I need to crack one carriage for toddlers.

With every diminution of rice consumed, the carriage is going to be empty, so there may be a loose end to getting people on tighter walks.

"... hmm?

In my eyes, a human being stopped in my eyes.

The guy was wearing a gray cloth close to black from head to shoulder, which is not very unusual, but the cloth was slightly of good quality.

Lace on edge and good weaving.

This is not what happens if you don't take the time to weave thin threads.

You're the one from the witch house who missed the run?

Even though I think about it, I try to get close and look at my face.

No way, you're not an assassin.

Going nearby and observing crumples, the figure did not look like a woman.

Clothes are male, and pretty good gatai.

"Hey, there, take the cloth"

I said, turning a wand into a pattern.

"Huh..."

"You're the one with the superior cloth on your head. You're the only one left."

Then, he moved in the cloth.

I can tell from the silhouette that my right arm fell out and went to my left hip.

I'm going to pull out my weapon.

The next time my right arm moved, I aligned my wand with what I knew was the movement of my arm.

In the next moment, when the white blade was pulled out of the sheath, the handles of the stick were hitting the wrist occasionally before the arm was stretched out.

A short knife let go by impact, danced to the universe.

The response is still not like shooting a woman in the arm.

With a knife to return, when I slapped my head hard, the cloth peeled off.

After all, it wasn't a woman, it was a man.

Or it looks familiar.

"I let go of the blade! Take it down!"

When I screamed like that, the men around me covered up a little late.

Captured and Ambushed in the Occasion.

"You... are Jaco Yoda"

It seems like a long time ago, but when I first came to Reform, I said I didn't know what the stardust was.

This guy is supposed to be a Kingsguard, so he's not in a role where he's allowed to leave before the showdown.

In other words, deserters are extremely likely.

You bastard.

Do wars sometimes run away, wishing that others (one) would be great?

Shall I kill him?

I worried for a moment about killing him for real, but given the impact it would have on the refugees, that was only a bad thing.

"Is there any opening?"

If there was any special forgiveness from the royal family, it would be cotto, so I asked him once.

"You have no right to hold me! Untie the rope now!

There seems to be no opening.

"Block your mouth, shut up"

When I said that, the men around me stuffed Jaco's mouth with cloth.

"This is a Kingsguard deserter. We have to hand it over to the castle soldiers. Anybody, call in the soldiers."

Jaco shook his head hard and spit the cloth out of his mouth.

"The cowards who abandon their friendship if they are disadvantaged, they have the right to judge me!

Is this guy some kind of psychopath?

We're not the ones who judge.

I'm telling you I'm handing it over to Kirchna.

Immediately, the cloth was shoved into his mouth again.

"If you feel like it, you can beat him to death."

When I said that, are you still doubling your hatred for deserters, the men started bobbing Jaco.

The deserters are set to die, so this guy's life will be up to this.

As we waited, a castle soldier who was in the vicinity was brought in.

"As you can see, he's a lunatic who tried to escape in a crisp manner. I don't know the title, but he's a Kingsguard knight, named Jaco Yoda."

"Oh...... ok. We'll take you."

"Please."

Jaco, looking at this one with hatred, was pulled away by the castle soldiers.