The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

Depart for Dekarabia Castle, leaving a dependable demonic military officer and a human mercenary captain.

Although my headquarters is Demon King Ashtarod Castle, God Reeve is on duty, I couldn't stay open forever.

Go north on the road leading to Ashtaroth Castle and you will see a beautiful castle.

With the former Eligos Castle in the north and the former Decarabia Castle in the south, Ashtaroto Castle is a safe area if you have territory in the east and west.

I thought so, but it didn't go so well, and the next to Demon King Dekarabia was Demon King Zagam.

Before confronting Zagam, he wanted to enhance his domestic affairs and gather his information.

So he calls Fuma Kotaro, but before he appears, he sits in the office and straightens his back.

I had been leaving this castle for a long time. We had a war on our long journey and we are tired.

She tried to recover while sitting in a comfortable chair, but immediately felt uncomfortable that something was missing.

There must have been something in this familiar chair. What was it? I reminded me that maid Eve came up with the answer.

She brought her tea and scones to her silver wagon and smiled like an angel and poured her tea.

Yes, this scent. My office is always wrapped in tea scent.

It was my daily life to heal tiredness while drinking the best tea that a maid named Eve put in.

I remember not having been drinking her tea for a long time because I did not take her for the last visit to Komei no Iori.

For me, the tea that Eve is putting into is becoming more like air and water than a luxury item. It is essential.

By the way, on the way, the beautiful woman who accompanied me put in the tea without asking, but she put in the tea by the eye, did not steam, and the temperature was appropriate. And because it uses hard water instead of soft water, it was very bad.

For her honor, she is a saint, "J." She was a master of swords, but she was less than an amateur in tea.

So on the way, I was drinking my own tea. The taste was better than adding Jeanne.

I once again realized the importance of the maid Eve, but that Eve came to visit.

"While his master was away from the castle, Godwarb of the Dwarves ruled well, but there was one problem."

"problem?"

When asked back, Eve nods.

"It looks like a struggle has developed in this city while the master is absent. Some seem to be dissatisfied with the ruling."

"I see, what kind of struggle?"

"The details are like this."

Replied Eve.

Godleab, a dwarven patriarch supporting the battle against the Demon King Dekarabia from behind. He constantly sent trained demons and humans out of the castle.

The reinforcements were very active, and Decaravia Castle fell, but the controversial award awarded by the contributions of the soldiers subsequently caused controversy.

Godleave took the worst wolf squad, who had the highest credit, second.

"Who did that? By the way, who did you get the best credit?"

Eve started talking without surprise.

Godleave gave the best credit in the first place to the human squad instead of the wolf squad.

It was not a mercenary or soldier, but a medical team that did not fight on the front. They were reputed to have saved many lives and were considered the best in warfare.

When I heard that, I thought God Leave, but Eve didn't think so.

"Surely the medical team's doctors and priests were very good, but it was too much to be evaluated with a spear."

"Well, yes, but there was plenty of room in the Battle of Decarabia, and the reinforcements themselves weren't very active. Certainly, the Werewolf unit was very active, but there were many other units that were also active. Shouldn't we focus on medical units working without them? "

Eve who heard the words seemed convinced, and was impressed that "I am truly the master. That such consideration was given."

"Well, the first thing I came up with was GodLeave, and I support his actions."

"But the violent captain of the werewolf is not convinced. He is breathing that he will hit that old dwarf."

"The old man has to be valued, Godlieb is a ghost, he can't be beaten, so we'll figure out how to get it round."

I set my hand on my chin. Looking at the figure, Eve pours a second cup of tea with a laugh. Ask what's wrong.

"... No, the master always thought about it on the battlefield and in the castle and thought it was hard."

"That's right. I don't have time to rest."

"The king of plots always has to think."

"Yes, this time, I got a warrior called Zhuge Komei, but I want to have more. I think Shima Yi ... seems to have a bad relationship with Komei, and refrain from doing so. Kanbe Kuroda, Hanbei Takenaka, Kansuke Yamamoto, Kimibo Tamoto `` I feel like I'm biased toward the East, but the West hasn't made a clear line between civilians and military officers. ''

Complaining that I wasn't asked, I came up with a solution to my widow.

After hearing this, Eve replied, "It is truly the king of plots. There is no need for a master for a master."

I'm grateful to be trusted, but every time I wanted to understand the king's nervousness.