This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

Thus he stabbed the meat on the skewers while proceeding with the vegetable descent, mainly the cannons that came under my command.

Seafood is a giant shrimp with two shells and rolls and as many arms as an adult.

It has an outer shell like gothic armor, and then it is a splendid shrimp.

These guys would be enough to shake even booze and salt and bake on a net of barbecue stoves.

I just hope they don't get into fights over whether to squeeze citrus (lemon) or not.

While doing so, a young man at the Muscle Corps (Alex) came loaded with barrels of liquor and fresh squid in his luggage.

Apparently it's a special squid that can be caught off the volcanic island, spitting colorful ink and flying around, not only black but also pink and green?

We're all gonna get caught fleeing like flights, but we're gonna stop getting ready for a look at you.

It is a squid catch, not an eel grab.

I lived too well and the whole place was filled with colorful ink, but the squid I caught was sure that Kirsch, with an ice pick in his hand, would make one steep poke at a time, making it live and tight.

Good work and skill.

Not surprisingly, assassins can help, but it doesn't seem like a lie either that Ako and Kanon used Kirsch's moves to rough up their experience in the volcano.

The cleaning of the ink was the responsibility I brought and the young people offered to clean it up.

Leaving the cleaning to the acos seemed like an extra spread of dirt, so let's just say thank you.

By the time I finished getting ready, it was completely dark.

While lighting the magic lamp (Cantera), I was just about ready for the barbecue stove with a quiet, red-hot charcoal fire on my voyage.

The youngsters also asked, "You can't be a team if you have people you don't know mixed up. We'll start on the beach," he said, leaving.

Oh, what pleasant young people. I can't believe you're paying attention to me while I work out my distinction.

Will transplanting some of their muscles also make the brave and demon kings a little decent?

Where the charcoal fire warms up enough, Stella tilts her neck.

"Is this how you cook it properly? Hey, you want some more fire?

Apparently, he can't help it. You're a healthy demon king who wants to help someone.

"I'm very grateful for your sentiments, but Stella did the great job of peeling carrots and removing all pepper seeds,"

"Oh, I know."

I didn't even mean to be sarcastic, but the Demon King puts up his chest satisfactorily, too.

"So leave the rest to those who descend"

"You can't help it. I'm good at firefighting, but this time I'll give you a special turn to fire."

Today's menu includes meat and vegetable skewers, seafood barbecue and instant gas pacho. And it's a combination of grilled squid.

When I looked at him, I saw Belial's face completely melted and relaxed as he hugged and cheeked on the barrel.

Confirm once away from the barbecue stove.

"What are you doing, Mr. Berial?

"No, if you can't drink it, at least... I'm not holding it in a barrel and trying to absorb faint liquor from your skin or anything!

I don't hate the style that I'm going to deny while dynamically confessing along the way.

"You can give up and drink now, can't you?

"Yes, no, I'm only... No, it doesn't depend if I'm a demon now."

Verial to make sure there are no kyorokyoro and acorns holding the barrel is always more and more and more rap. Tense as being drunk before drinking.

"Look, it's Seiklid. If anyone comes under attack, you must stand up as a shield and protect Stella and Nina, and I can't stay drunk."

Let's hold him in a barrel and crush every barrel.

I made sure no one was around, and then I whispered in Belial's ear.

"Do that line after you're stronger than me"

Belial raises his willow brow as soon as possible.

"What!? Yamikaki!

I slapped her in the ear to make sure her pride didn't get hurt.

I put my arms together and sighed.

"You'll miss drinking alone, so I'll be with you. Well, the more so...... the weaker Mr. Berial should have a full drink. They say it's a special sake."

"I am weak, etc..."

And as I said, Berial shook himself with Zokri. Under a thin interior (robe), shake when you punch a large peach of water.

I guess the trauma that I lost even flashed back.

"There's a strong high priest here, and, well, I don't think so, but I'll protect you all in case you do."

"You can't drink when they say it that way! You can't drink that!

"Then we have no choice. Ask the young men earlier to take this barrel. You carried me so far in sweat, oh, what a waste."

Berial said, trying to push his chest against the barrel all the time, hugging him to devour more and more.

"Oh, do that! Do that!

The mouth is a liar, but the body is honest. My attitude is definitely sticking to Nou and me for answers.

"Come on, make it easier, Mr. Belial. Unleash your desires."

"Ugh... can I score a goal already?

I snorted silently and slowly.

Try to cry down. Belial proclaims to a whimpering "Drink Tonight Mucha".

Did you finally break it? Totally laborious female knight.

"We'll drink. Ooh! Let's have a drink. Oh! Drink sooooo much!

It is Uedo Crying as soon as possible before drinking. I'm going to be bereaved tonight. Let's set up a distilled liquor straight battle here from the beginning of the barbecue and crush it.

If you take the excess liquor to the admin building and behave to the other guests, you'll have no problem.

So an advanced demon tribe (Berial) that returns to heaven with happy memories.