The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

I took my eyes off Myalo, and now I turned to Tileto.

"So, what was Wang Sword doing? You're supposed to be in charge."

When it comes to the weight of sin, the King's sword is extraordinarily more sinful than Myalo's.

I was about to marry Carol. Luke and Suzuya were invited anyway.

Simply, if you invited them, you have a responsibility to keep them safe.

Luke and Suzuya, who drank alcohol, had no fault.

But I was invited, and I was invited, and I was eating the meal that was offered, and I was drinking, and the poison was served.

Whose fault is it? It would be the responsibility of those who invited it.

"In the first place, do you think there's no such thing as poisonous taste or culture in the royal castle? What's going on?"

"Naturally I was doing it. If it was poison coming in from outside the castle, that would have prevented it. But Carlia poisoned the bottle after it tasted poisonous."

Even if they say that, it's not convincing.

"Then I would have done it again."

"... we do not doubt the Queen. Without direct life from the Queen, I don't doubt the princess either. If you left your seat in that situation and told me to go into the cooking area and have a glass of wine, you would normally think you were here to give up (quit) booze. I didn't think I'd steal my eyes and poison them... That's what the King Sword, the poisoner who was in the cooking area, said."

"I don't doubt it. The queen is dying, so I'm not taking care of her."

Even though I thought it was inexplicable, I couldn't stop talking.

Only dissatisfaction is wild in my chest.

"Your anger is better. If you feel like slashing me, you can slash me."

That's what I said. Tyreto's eyes were looking straight at me.

In fact, if I tried to slash him, I guess I wouldn't resist.

"A fool... just killed you, who goes back to normal. It's not like I'm going to come back to life alone. It doesn't make Carol's symptoms any better."

"I'm really, really sorry"

Tileto bowed his head again.

This one also mourned his master. It's not like there was no grief.

"... I haven't asked what the Wang Sword was doing. Haven't you looked into the witch?"

"We were looking into you guys."

Huh?

Us?

"It was hard to understand because of all the moves Myalo was making here. Don't be ridiculous."

"... ha"

All I could do was sigh.

"The Queen had doubts about you. With all that ability, he needs to be relaxed and not desperate when it comes to the Crusader threat. If you look into it, there are many people disappearing from Suomi in the Hou family territory. But I don't know where I'm going. It is also forbidden to catch and hear out sailors. I couldn't find out."

What the hell......

I can't help it.

You've been watching far away, and your feet are gone.

So they're working on a plan in the king's capital on your knees, so I look back.

"Ha... after all, didn't the Queen trust me? So I often leave the country to you..."

I accidentally did my hand to my head.

I feel like I might have a headache.

"Because I hide it. If you're hidden, you'll be anxious."

Anything to hide, that's a business I started with my own money.

There is no obligation to report in the first place.

I didn't even get a penny for reporting the results of intelligence operations in the Republic of Albio, and I did it on the service.

Well, I don't deny that I was sheltered by the Howe family, but I was paying a lot of taxes, and I was covering the cost of the barracks for the replacement personnel in the separate mansion.

I wasn't getting the service for free.

I was hiding it so they wouldn't take it from me.

"So, did you find out and report?"

"No, I couldn't find out. You've also shown us the difficulty of going to Suomi."

He told me not to go to Suomi to find out about the New World.

What an impotent gesture.

I know you're concerned about me and taking care not to be hostile to me, but you're demanding something that can't be reconciled with achievements and means.

The King's sword used to obey his promises.

I wonder if Queen Simoney was quite ill with that, too.

"Ha... not at all. So, you're going to be used by me in the future."

"That's right. So far, the King's Sword has obeyed your orders."

"Being here means you're the head of the King's Sword."

"That's right. Protected His Highness Carol during Kirchina, and then inherited his role from his predecessor."

Apparently this was the top guy.

Well, wouldn't you leave Carol to me if it wasn't promising stock?

"How many are there in total?"

"There are five of us here. Twenty in Sibyak. I lurk seven people everywhere. Of the twenty people in Sibyak, five are wounded and unusable."

He must have been injured during the escape.

Thirty-two in total.

Not much.

"What's going on with the First Army? They wouldn't have made it to the end."

"... Looks like it was bought"

I knew it.

"Metina Archhorse is Terraja Carsfit's best friend. Even if I'm not a classmate, I've been in the same bath for four years. We're friends of the Chivalry era together. What's wrong with trusting someone like that?"

Myalo complained.

Just listening to me sounds bad.

Didn't he say something about not betraying the First Army in the castle?

"... you have no choice. It's up to the Archhorses to take over."

"I'm talking about not trusting you. Isn't that the result?"

Well, sure.

If the First Army had acted instantly, it wouldn't have been this much trouble, at least.

"So the First Army is hostile?

"No, there should be a strong sense of respect for the Queen down there. At least you can't attack the royal castle. I thought you were an army of temperament..."

"Dora's father would have been there. That's my father's best friend."

That's what I was thinking.

I wonder what's going on with Galla.

"You're Mr. Galla Godwin. Dawn Cavalry."

"What? Wasn't that a pretty big one"

Sure, I remember Galla already holding a ceiling position as a man.

The Dawn Cavalry Regiment is the largest cavalry regiment in the Kingsguard 1st Army, occasionally patrolling the King's Capital in fine clothes, somehow like the Kingsguard's face.

"Yes. Thousands of cavalry regiments, right? Formerly deputy chief of half of the regiment's 500 cavalry, he was born specially in the Queen's liver."

"Why?

"I don't know the details, but isn't it to get Mr. Dolla out of town early? Mr. Carroll valued Mr. Dora highly. And you're famous for your battle on the bridge, Mr. Dora."

Ha.

There's no Dora......

Well, sure, Dora's stronger, and maybe she deserves it.

It's a world where overwhelming physics say things over your head.

"Basically, a Kingsguard is flawed. It is the woman who leads the squad, but it is the male deputy chief who goes out with the crew. It is also the male deputy chief who raises his voice during training and who guides the battle with a spear. Trust from the general soldier naturally gathers in the vice president. Overall, there's a terrible distortion structure."

"Hmm...... I see"

That sure looks like a tough one.

"So often, the captain turns out to be a decoration. So it doesn't include men in senior executives, it consists solely of women. If the Legion Leader becomes a decorator, he becomes a man's army."

Sure, it's not a good idea to be a man's army.

Practically bad, or historically bad.

A long time ago, this was a really long time ago, about two thousand years ago, but there was a Mutna civil unrest in the great empire of Shantilla, and the rebellion of the general brought the country to its doom.

In those days the Grand Empire was a feminist state ruled by the Queen, but usually had an invasive war against the Klu.

This civil unrest was perpetrated by a successful general in the war of aggression, using the war slaves of the KLA gained in the war.

In the end, the civil unrest did not succeed, but went as far as whether the capital Chantinion would fall or not.

It seems that the Queen's experience at this time has become so traumatic that she began to think that letting a man's general attack another country would destroy the country.

Winning the war will inevitably lead to the creation of a strong male power force in the country, as the land you take will indeed become a force zone for generals. So I learned.

Of course, the defense needs to be done, so the army made it ready.

I also knew that if I even took pride, the general would start a revolt, so I allowed the military to boast their martial names, praised them if they succeeded in defense, and also gave me medals.

But we had a tradition of not allowing any attack from here to expand our territory.

It is in the wake of this event that the Great Empire of Chantilla became a strange country, with a formidable legion at the time, but without any war of aggression and with no apparent existence of slavery.

That was not only a bad thing as a result, thanks to the suppression of the rampant territorial expansion, without the country cracking on the border and becoming an independent state, which allowed us to look into every corner of a vast territory that could no longer be considered sufficient, to develop and flourish the national territory when muddy.

Instead, the race Shan has long been united in one country, and its seeds will no longer be scattered all over the world.

It can also be said that it creates the present situation.

Whatever it is, there is a feeling in the Queen's family that men's armies should not be considered as their own.

It is the army of women that guards the centre of the feminist state.

The fact that the First Army, the last fortress to defend the Queen, will be masculinized, for example, means that there must not be.

Given that, I guess Galla was a really special treatment.

"Then Metina Archhorse will have a thrust from the average soldier"

Grievances will be erupting because they were held from the top in situations where they should have worked and they couldn't.

"I guess so. The contemporary Archhorse family is allergic, but the famous ones occupying the First Army are basically loyal to the Queen. I don't think it means they're all going to be flexible. And when I heard about it, I sprinkled the paper on the main entrance to the king's capital."

"Oh, that one. I should have sprinkled a thousand pieces. Another thousand today......"

I saw the column clock in the office.

"You're in two hours. Should be scattered."

"It's a boulder. If they do that, you can't even breathe a lie into them. Perhaps the First Army won't move. Once you know the truth, it will be hard to tell the soldiers to fight."

I don't know.

But as a witch-side, I can't trust you.

Nothing scares me more than putting an untrustworthy army nearby in a meeting.

At least, you wouldn't want to leave the corner of the formation to me.

"Tyreto, go to the king's capital and make contact with Galla. It's weird when it comes to turning around."

Speaking of the former, it's natural for them to follow us.

Carol is more legitimate at what she thinks.

"Okay. You're going to pinch the Second Army."

No, it's not.

What did you say?

"It's a condescension not to fight the Second Army. Even those miscellaneous fish will be able to use it somewhat if they coach."

"Don't fight?

Myalo put a question mark on his face.

"You don't fight, you win."

"It's a shame to crush Kingsguard Second Army. The Wangdu offensive is probably an outpost."

"Outpost? Next... So you're going to take down the general and annexe him immediately?

No, it's not.

"You think witches are stupid? Probably, but the Crusaders are coming this year."

"What..."

Myalo looked stupefied.

So was Tyreto.

"You think the witch wanted to rule the country and did something about it? What will the Crusaders do in a few years' time?"

"That's... well. Well, there's nothing I can do about it."

I guess so.

If the Crusaders aren't attacking Siyarta, I'm convinced.

But the witches behave strangely because within a few years they will definitely attack us.

"Witches are not fools. Those are them, desperately trying to survive. Even if you defeat the royal family or the Howe family, you will be hit by the next crusader. That's all they know."

Queen Simoney was trying to deal with it enthusiastically, at least against the Crusaders.

If it was Queen Simoney's system, we could surely put together the domestic generals and become one rock and hit the Crusaders.

But in a witch regime with Carlia, even that's hard.

The generals will fall apart, the country will be confused, unable to respond in unison, etc.

That's something even fools can easily imagine.

Neither would the witch think that he could defeat the royal family and put in place a defensive system beyond its reign.

If so, the plan of defeating the royal family and putting Carlia up as a puppet and killing and weakening all the Howe family will only reduce their own life span, even if there is an assumption that it went perfectly well.

In reality, there is also too much risk of failure.

It actually failed, and at the heart of the assassination plot in the first place is a shitty dumb bitch named Carlia who doesn't know what to do.

Even if everyone else doesn't divulge any information and perfectly perfectly perfectly performs the role, there remains a fairly high risk.

I couldn't have estimated the risk of failure to be small enough to be ignored.

For example, it is unreasonable what we thought of the option of carrying out a plan that would only curtail our own lives until we risked our own ruin.

"I guess I'm in touch with the guys in the Islamist community. Instead of offering the country, I don't know what kind of conditions you pulled out."

Nine hundred years, if they were pulling the king's capital to Negijo, it would be something to think about.

In a way, they were raised muddy under royal asylum, unknown to the world.

In it, they are searching for a helpful path, with reasoning that is easy for them to understand.

If the plan is perfectly successful, Carlia will be queen in due course, and each general will be in a situation where he can hardly help.

Making glue as it is for about six months is not a very difficult job.

Hearing reports of its success, the Crusaders are summoned extraordinarily.

Resistance is weak by strategy. If we could plunder without the struggle of war, many countries would want to participate.

When the Crusaders arrive, the Rube family in the north may resist, but there's not much they can do with the family in question.

I don't mind inviting soldiers directly into the harbour of Wangdu because I have the royal heavens in my hands.

The resistance is very weak.

With the exception of the point that the Crusaders will keep their promises disciplined, I can almost say a perfect scenario.

From my senses, I don't think there's any discipline to protect, but I guess the witches entrusted a glimmer of hope with the thought of straw.

Guarantee a hundred or so lives in return for getting one country without effort.

If it's such a deal, it's too small a consideration for one country.

It's not strange to expect the witches to observe discipline.

"But Mrs Leelika's report doesn't mean there are no crusaders"

"I don't know if they're actually coming. The witches have failed, so they might stop coming to see it. But I don't even think the witches are honestly reporting a failure or anything."

The witches can't go back any sooner than they missed me.

If I told you from a witch, I'd be in trouble if you didn't even come to lie to me.

In a way, for witches now the Crusaders are reinforcements, liberators from situations surrounded by generals.

"I see...... think about it, sure"

"As it stands, it's just an imagination. It's just obviously unreasonable if you don't think so. There's no other explanation."

In the meantime, measures need to be worked out on the assumption that they will come.

There is not a single good thing, for example, to wipe out the siege and render the Second Army, which boasts about 10,000 troops, irreversible.

"To the king's sword, let him work fully. Give me the ten of you. We need to get ready under all sorts of things right now."