The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

When the goods were taken out, the adjacent room ran out of anything but shelves.

There are some more in this room.

A thinly divided firewood was placed under the desk with a mountain, between which were twigs and dead leaves that would serve as fire escapes.

Ready to burn.

I'll stop behind Jula Lachramanus and take the monkey off.

Last chance. You'll have one or two things to say to me.

But Jula didn't say anything about the monkey, and she was staring at me with a hard eye.

Oh, my God, I thought you got beat up too much to be the guy who shoved me.

Nice prestige, huh?

I wonder if he was stabbed in the leg and remembered his old self.

I did my hand on Jula's jaw so she could fix her cheeks and look good on her face.

"When I do this, don't remember the old days. Wouldn't that cheek wound heal beautifully?"

………

Jula is silent.

"Mr. Yuri, I forgot to tell you"

Charles Charleville pinched his mouth from the side.

"You may think you took the story from us to the papal realm, but it's not. The first person I brought the story to was her daughter. He said the Krah brought the story."

... Was it?

If you honestly believe what the old lady said, it's hard to think of it as a coincidence that you targeted Jula in particular out of these seven.

Especially because of me, the guy who seems to have a grudge against me personally, so it's natural to assume that I chose Jula.

That is impossible without being quite bright about the internal circumstances of Wang Du.

"I heard good things about it"

Maybe you should ask it out.

"Hey, how did you get through to him? Is he still in the king's capital?"

………

Jula didn't talk with her mouth shut.

"You don't have an in-laws for that guy. It's easier to talk now."

"Are you stupid? They're going to kill me anyway, so you're not going to talk."

"Pup."

I accidentally blew it out.

"Ku - hahahaha"

What kind of mistake are you making over this period?

Congratulations.

I pulled Jula's chair out of my desk and took it to a wide area.

"Yuri. I'll do it"

Tyretto squeaked out of the side.

"What are you talking about? Don't take away my pleasure."

Tileto, when he puts his mouth close to my ear,

"It's a thigh wound. You seem to have avoided the artery, but this woman is losing a lot of blood. If you don't blame him for not bleeding, he dies lightly. Because you better take it home and give it a blood stop once."

I whispered.

Ah.

Well, sure.

But...

"'Cause it's okay. Because I'm not such a gutsy woman."

It's not like there's such a big deal about lovers and family getting killed if I talk to them.

It's just that we don't talk about it with our little pride.

If it hurts a little, you'll throw up right away.

"Then use this"

Tileto has given me a small folded parchment.

The pharmacist wraps the medicine and gives it to you, the one with the powder when it opens.

"It's supposed to be used to crush your eyes, but dropping it on the wound can cause severe pain"

I see.

"Okay."

I received the medicine and opened the broken paper.

This is good parchment.

It's well shredded and thinner than Ho paper. It is the finest parchment paper used for pages (pages), etc.

The parchment paper to be used for contracts and letters does not need to be thinned until it is at the expense of strength, so it becomes a bit thicker paper.

The parchment was coated with rows and contained something like a very small granule.

If it is fine powder, it cannot be scattered and crushed, so I guess it is deliberately granulated.

While I was watching the drugs seriously, Tileto had Jula's arms tied behind her back.

"What are you doing? If you want to kill me, just kill me. You monster!

Really prestigious.

Something like losing everything, freeing me from the witch, and finally getting back to my original self?

Humans, I guess it means that wherever you go, your nature at the root remains the same.

But that's easier to do.

I dropped tons and grains on Jula's foot wound.

"WHAT, TZ - AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Seems like a severe pain ran through the wound, and Jula exclaimed.

"Fever, it hurts! Ah, ah, ah, ah! -!!"

I'm screaming, I'm semi-frequent, I'm desperately shaking my whole body to endure.

It's not just a salt covered reaction, so I guess it's something strong acidic or strong alkaline.

I'm just wondering how you made it.

"Stop, take it! Take it!!

"Talk to me."

"Just take this!!!

How do you take it?

"Well, you got eyes next."

I wrapped my left arm around Jula's head and suppressed her disappointment.

Force your eyes open with your right index finger and thumb, accompanied by medicine.

"Stop. Eh! Talk, I'll talk!!

Oh, my God, that's too bad.

Just say it.

"I'm in 7th arrondissement. I'm a man named Luke Morette! Exiles!

"You're lying."

I drugged Jula's eyes.

"- Huh!!! Gaaaaaaaa!!"

Jula used all of her upper body to head-bank violently with her belly tied up, whether it was too painful or not, and turned around.

If I could have used my hands, I would have twisted my eyes out.

It seems to hurt a lot more than it did when I dropped it on my foot wound, and I didn't mind the stabbed knife going through the wound, shaking my leg like a poor slack.

I guess it's severe enough to make it better, like foot pain.

"Ouch!! Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!!"

If you leave it alone, every chair falls, so Tyreto is keeping his back down, but it's still so rampant that the chair's legs float.

After about five minutes, he was washed away with massive overflowing tears, and stopped moving like a scratch.

"Well, you've got another eye."

"Hi-!"

Look at me like I'm scared.

The right eye of the person who put the medicine was so bright red that it was harder to find the white part.

"Stop it! I said it! I said it!

'Cause you're lying.

"I'm not lying! I'm not lying!

Again, I held Jula's head in disappointment.

There is intense resistance, not comparable to the last one.

"Stop. Yeah, yeah, yeah!!!! Don't. Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!

"Tell the truth"

Slowly tilt the parchment.

Strangely enough, Jula didn't close her eyes this time, but instead looked at the parchment that flashed and tilted her eyes.

They're panicking.

Do you think it's scarier to keep your eyes closed?

"Not a lie, not a lie, not a lie!!! I'm not lying. Say it!!! Stop. Yeah, yeah!!!!

I pulled my arm off Jula's head on the verge of falling off the parchment.

Apparently, it's not really a lie.

"- Ah, ha, ha..."

Jula was laughing like an abandoned man when she was released.

With the tension and the relief that sprang up down, I guess I don't know why.

"They're going to kill me anyway, so you're not going to talk about it... Was it? If I'd told you from the beginning, it wouldn't have happened."

Stupid woman.

Well, even when we talked from the beginning, we had confirmation work.

"You... go to hell..."

Say something funny.

I saw Jula's face from the front again.

That's a terrible face.

"Right, I'll be there later. Wait first."

When I said that, Jula spit a pep.

It hits my cheek.

"Heh."

Jula laughed niggardly with the face that she rewarded him with one arrow.

"... ha"

Totally, it's the same one.

When I straightened my right palm and made a knife, I threw it through Jula's mouth.

"- Agh!"

Before the chewing force is applied, the other hand also penetrates and clenches open at the mercy of the force.

I lost resistance to Kakun and the fudge and my jaw came off.

The mouth opens to an unlikely size.

Still, he applied more force, making sure to rub the jaw bone, breaking the bump and jaw joint.

So I finally let go.

"You don't talk anymore."

Then, when Jula raised her unspoken voice two or three times and realized that she had become an unspoken creature, she silenced herself with an unclosed mouth.

"Yuri, my hand..."

Myalo told me, and I checked my hand, and the skin on the back of my right finger hit me in the teeth.

Blood is burning.

I didn't realize how excited I was.

I need to sanitize it with alcohol later. It looks pus.

"Later is fine. More than that, Myalo. Time to get out."

"Why is that?

"Anything."

Because I will kill Luida Gudanvier.

There's already a gun with a fire rope standing on the edge of the room.

"What are you talking about, don't let anything get out of your way?"

A dying woman said something.

"Myalo, you shoot."

I said something I don't know about a dying woman.

"Are you crazy, Baba?"

"Myalo, you shoot. Anyway, you'd better take this opportunity to kill someone."

What kind of logic?

Is it a form of Spartan education transmitted to the Gudanvier family?

"Yuri, let me do it"

Somehow, Myalo seemed motivated.

"No, you can't"

"Please. It's a bully inside me."

Myalo bowed his head.

Kejime in you?

Hmmm...... I don't know, then I guess I should let him do it.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Don't you regret it?

"I won't regret it. Please. I think this is a test to get over my grandmother."

Myalo keeps his head down.

It seemed like a very heavy favor.

"Okay... don't know how to shoot"

"I understand."

Myalo walked to the corner of the room with a blubber, holding an iron cannon.

I don't feel too big from Myalo's physique because he's not the type with the gun barrel cut off.

"Come on, do it"

As Myalo slowly stood his gun, he tightened his sides and attached a muzzle to the back of Louida's head.

"Farewell. Mama (Baba)"

Myalo's finger is on the trigger.

At that moment, I felt a severe chill crawling up from my feet, holding Myalo's right hand in the grip.

"Ah."

Pulling Myalo's right hand off with force, he pushes Don and his chest and snatches the gun away.

Returning the gun, he stood up instantly, aiming at Louida's brain stem trying to reflect on what had happened and squeezing the trigger.

Zdon!

There was a gunpowder explosion and Louida's head blew up like she had been hit.

Large holes were emptied, blood scattered over the desk, and the old woman's body collapsed batshit on the desk.

"What are you doing? Yuri!"

"... I knew I couldn't. I won't let you do it."

There's no way I can make you do it.

Instead, why did you want me to do it once?

If you think about it, you're the flesh and blood.

I was totally drunk by the atmosphere Louida made.

I think I'm losing my mind too.

"Why..."

"If it's the witch you want that you can do this flat out, you don't need that."

Maybe it was like a kind of curse.

Glad it stopped.

If I had killed him, I feel like Myalo would have been carrying something resentful.

Myalo better not be here anymore.

Obviously influenced by something.

"Tyreto. Take Myalo"

"Yes."

"Hey, hey, stop! I'm not done talking!

Myalo was forcibly taken by Tyreto.

"Yuri!

Batan and the door were closed.

Then there was me and six witches indoors, and a corpse for one, and then... Enrique. That's all I got.

Ha... what a tiring day.

"... that's it. I'm sorry I showed you my inner rub at the end of the day."

I said to the six of us.

I'm out of my mind, too, but I guess these guys didn't send you a precaution.

"By burning this house, the witches will know that their time is over. Anyone who doesn't want to admit it will get out again. I don't think that's a lot."

The majority of the purpose of burning a house is to show off, not to execute.

With this house burning down, the witches will understand that they will perish with clarity.

"As soon as the remnants of the Second Army hunt is over, we will also release this place to the citizens. Citizens will also know that witch history is over in this place"

What are you trying to say?

Villa Marmaset said.

I wonder what you want to say.

These guys are dying from now on.

Let's get this over with.

"Myalo said oh, but you guys did great things at the end of witch history. Whatever you do, you'll have a name in history, so don't worry."

I'm a lighter, and when I lit the oily cloth, I gently stuffed it in the firewood gap at my feet.

Fire moves onto more mixed dead leaves, and the fire quickly spreads.

"I was drinking then, and it was me that was over. You guys were really strong."

That's all I left to say, I left the cabin.

"You're done."

Looking at the cabin from the outside, Dimitri Daz, who was overseeing the operation, stood beside him and said:

From the cabin, I guess he's still alive. I was hearing a scream of anguish.

There is also fire outside the cabin, and the cedar skin stretched on the outer wall is starting to burn hard.

"Oh. This will change everything"

"Well... Your Excellency doesn't seem to be distracted."

They still look and see.

The soldiers surrounding us are frankly ecstatic.

A resentful enemy, who killed the king and his own couple of leaders, is now burned by fire.

It was ourselves who did it. It is ourselves who are kicking the army with a single touch of armor sleeves and thus burning the chief.

I was going to hear such complacency.

I'm not.

"I thought I'd feel a little better..."

"Don't you mean revenge"

"It's not like Father or Mother is going back where I tormented them a lot. I tried to hurt him, but seeing his anguished expression didn't mean anything would heal him..."

In my mind, the part where Luke and Suzuya were filling up turned into a hollow hole when I saw the bodies in the basement morgue (Morg).

Something that would fill that hole was not as one in the agony and screaming.

I thought you might fill it, but I just barely went through the hole.

"You think I shouldn't have avenged you?

"That's not true. It's perfectly unfortunate to live without them while you hold a hold on to your chest. It was something I had to do."

I can't put it well, but revenge is another dimensional act when it comes to fun or pleasure.

When you have one vengeance, if you say that it fills an empty hole, it doesn't mean it fills anything.

It just feels vain, but the act of throwing a life of vengeance into an empty hole makes a serious sense.

Every time I feel a hollow hole, I can't help but do it.

It's just a vain job...... but if it doesn't end, nothing starts.

Vengeance is not over yet. There is a man in the papal realm who says he instigated the witches.

Probably a man named Epitaph.

"Even for this country, is. Those who were stagnating the country will leave, and a new era will come. We have to make it good."

Perhaps the new era that Dimitri thinks will not come.

Because knights are also lagging behind.