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

From what I've heard from Stella the Demon King, Lucifer the previous Demon King is already dead in this world, and he doesn't even seem to be evil spiritualized like Rimrim's father. If so, it is likely to reside on the throne of Demon King Castle, and there is no way that the previous Demon King would allow the throne or his daughters to approach the Great Cleric.

I moved the place and prepared a cannula of baked sweets and tea for my little hungry stellar in my private room.

About the table The Demon King is pleased with the cannula in his hand.

"Mmm! You look black and not cute, but this is delicious!

It was also sent out to Nina and the others. Although it is common to use distilled liquor aged for fragrance, I chose the one with a gentle taste of Shimodo (Stella) with the children who did not use it.

And Stella's hand stopped as soon as possible.

"Ah... what's Nina's share?

"Enjoyed it earlier. Welcome home."

The demon king exhaled in a ho and a relief.

"Good. If I just feel good, Nina's pathetic."

With a teacup in his hand, the Demon King narrows his eyes as he slips his fingers on the edge.

"But suddenly Seiklid asked me about my... uh, demon king army, so I was a little surprised. Is something wrong?

"Yeah well. The king of the capital... no, the king of man who ruled half the world is dead."

Placing the cup on the saucer as soon as I said it, Stella stood up.

"That's not a chance to punch!?

Well, if the demon king were to descend, instead of the king's capital, the world would be in havoc. It was also possible to do a great deal of damage on Stella's own depending on what she tried to do, such as speculation between humans and pulling her legs from it.

I tell the nickel girl.

"If I were to punch in, my sister Pope, far more ferocious than I am, would not be silent."

The hegemony disappears from Stella's face when she rises, sits without making a sound when she wonders if she's got a mid waist, and smiles with her teacup in her hand like she's rewinded her time.

"This tea is delicious."

"We haven't changed the way we brew or the tea leaves, Demon King."

Just give me a name. Screw the Demon King's ambitions, sister. You're not papal to Dada.

Stella rinsed her tea by making her mouth tiny and pointed. I'm a little disobedient.

Feeling nagging, staring at me with a bit of a mess.

"So the next king has already decided?

"Yeah, well, it'll be decided soon."

"How do you decide, King? Hmm?

"That doesn't mean there's no grudge, so it's up to the previous kings to leave a will and appoint it, or if not, to be chosen by God."

It could be something else, such as teaching the Demon King how to choose a human king.

but the Demon King also told the Great Cleric how to inherit the Demon King. It's like we're stepping off a line we shouldn't cross each other.

She shrugged pompously.

"The king is the one whose mark came to mind. Sounds like a sacred seal to me."

"Right. They've inherited the mark from the royal family. They're going to choose it."

"Is that just one person, like the brave ones?

Pardon my surprise, but I didn't expect you to focus there. That's the Demon King. Instinctively, we have poked precisely at a steep point where the human world is likely to fall into chaos.

"That's a sharp point, Demon King. They say that there may be more than one candidate, but in that case, they also decide who they want by competing with each other."

"Maybe you should put your shoulders in someone and let me win, sell you a favour and rule from behind," Stella gave him a really demonic, joyful look.

As far as I can tell, Stella doesn't have enough political power or intelligence to do that. Good eye-opening, but unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be executing enough.

"Hey, hey, Seiklid. I wonder who will be chosen?

"The earlier King Harlem said he was chosen for purity," he said.

"Heh. Then you can't have some high priest with the back."

"Before that, it is assumed that you are royal"

"Seiklid, that's how strong you are, and if you follow your ancestors, you might be connected to the royal family somewhere, right?

The Demon King preached the theory of brotherhood to all mankind. If the king's mark were to float to a man who is just too fringe or itchy with the royal family, the king's capital and the nobles would be in disarray.

No, if you do poorly, the Pontifical Agency can also come to life.

I moisten my mouth with tea, and then I tell Stella.

"If I were to be king, what would the Demon King do?

The girl grabbed an empty left hand in one hand of the cup.

"Like I said, you two are going to turn your hands from behind and cow the world together. Hey, Seiklid, don't you want half the world?

"That's the line after you get it all."

Stella poured out her tongue and made her laugh more jokingly, "That's right, Tehepero".