We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Speaking of which, I've recovered this too."

And it was the red-haired grouse that Lily threw from the shadows.

... I didn't forget!

Everyone peeks in wondering who it is because this is the first time they've seen Glause.

Glaus himself remained unconscious or was Lily deprived of consciousness in one incident at Demon King's Castle, even if he was thrown out on the floor with his lid deeply closed, and he didn't even move tingly.

"That's right. We have to deliver Glause to the kingdom of Arms."

"It's no use getting out of the way. Take it honestly."

"I'll say so. I already have a weapon in my hands."

"The left hand would be a spirit tree. Sooner or later, will that root in the earth?

"Grunt, how do you know that..."

"If you lose the wooden knife of the spirit tree, its left hand opens. You should have a soul spirit seat in your right hand and a white demon sword in your left hand."

"No, no, no, because the White Sword is not the Devil's Sword! Besides, don't let me take it from right to left on my own."

"You should start here, too. If you attack from the edge of the national territory, it will be easier to protect you."

"I won't take the country or anything!

"All right, let's lend the army here. How about a hundred grand to get started? If you're going to have trouble with your internal affairs, let's send Charlotte too. It's a hand to use Telulu. If you ravage from one end and start further, you can make your country whatever you want. While that thing leaves the embargo, you just have to let it leave a message around Micheira. I'm asking them to, but I can't help it. If you don't listen, you can threaten to kill the Four Protectors."

……

"If we take away the land that Kushalillah had and match the embargo, the prints will be the best of the demon kings"

"Sire, it would be nice to lend the army, but I need you to have the budget, Elnea."

"Hmm. Charlotte, hurry up and give me a quote"

"Yes, sir."

What are these people talking about?

Can someone take the black, warped, curved devil's sword that's on my lap and stab those people in the face?

"I'm gonna die the moment I touch you."

"It's Niemia. I'm gonna die just touching that. I wonder what happens to me touching the Devil's Sword in its present progression?

"Becoming a demon king?

"Holy crap, I won't be - whoa!!

Difficult.

If we don't get out of this situation somehow, I'll really be the Demon King.

Everybody okay with that?

The Mistrals were kind enough to leave me alone when they couldn't get along.

Even Ares hasn't turned her attention to me with Priscia on her cheek.

... do something yourself, right?

It makes me sad to be poked at a harsh reality.

"Oh, yeah. Don't you want a demon sword, Mr. Meduria? I'll give it to you for free now."

I told Mr. Meduria that I wish I could find another owner, but she was still laying flat and solidified.

"Ernea, you can't. A normal demon clan, as you can see in front of His Majesty."

Luilara says with her shoulders closed.

Making physical moves, just raising your head, is disrespectful in front of the Demon King. I can't be afraid to utter words, I guess.

Even the Black-wing Demons are in awe on their knees. Mr Meduria's ministers are such signs that he is dying just to be here.

Demon kings are so absolutely powerful, aren't they?

He's not like the king I know or the power that rules the nation.

He who has absolute power, succumbing to everything with power. If you defy them, they will kill you, and if you don't care, you will be eliminated. It's atrocious, but it's a permissible existence.

An absolute ruler who does not yield to anyone and gives in to all.

That is the demon king who can unite the demon clan.

Read my thoughts and the Demon King smiles.

"I don't want to rule over everyone. Oh, even if they show me the thinness of abandoning me in distress..."

When I saw the Mistrals, I was given an unfortunate look back at what they were saying.

"I don't like it, because I've been rampaged full of demon nations, or because I've defeated a famous demon clan, and I'm qualified to be a demon king. I don't like being chosen just for visibility. In the first place, I hate it the least that owning the Soul Spirit Seat is a testament to the Demon King"

"Ho ho, what do you mean?

"'Cause you do, don't you? If you're going to say that the absolute power, the overwhelming power, is the demon king, I think people with qualities without such demon swords are demon kings from the beginning. I'm not a dragon king because I have a white sword or a wooden sword from a spirit tree, or I teach Old Sleighsta, or I pack dragon treasure balls from a dragon king. I think you're the Dragon King because everyone admitted that you've worked hard. So, you are the Demon King because you will be the seat of the Soul Spirit, and I'm sorry that you have been consecrated at the will of others."

In the first place, you're wrong about the Battle for the Demon Throne.

If you want to be the Demon King, you can make your own country and call yourself the Demon King.

Someone superior to the Demon King?

If that's what you're afraid of, you're not the demon king everyone's afraid of at that point.

Even I think the Demons have been calling me the Demon King for some time if I really deserve to be the Demon King.

I know it's not the demon king because he has the seat of the soul spirit, but the king chosen by the demons.

Well, either way, I don't want to be the Demon King.

"And... or... ku! I can't be the Demon King, no matter who says it."

Bikun, shook his body and jumped the Devil's Sword from his knee, puffing and pointing at him.

It was the only resistance I could have, tied to a golden throne with goose on my whole body.

I thought if I threw the Soul Spirit's throne, I'd be mad at that demon king, too.

The demon king, for Christ's sake, sighed and picked up the seat of the soul spirit that fell on the floor.

"Always this one, the one with the qualities, does not want to be the Demon King."

"Always this guy too?

Is there anyone besides me who doesn't want to be the Demon King?

Forget that.

"I just want to live in peace with everyone. So forgive me."

"No matter what, you don't want to be the Demon King?

"Ha!"

When he replied well, the Demon King chuckled as if there had never been any previous interaction.

He didn't even know what was funny, not just me, but the minister Charlotte and Louis Lara, and we all leaned our necks.

"Oh, boy. Charlotte, let Elnea go."

"Are you sure?

"I don't mind. I can't force myself to do more than refuse."

"It's unexpected... I was terrified that I would let anything be demon king!

"What. Were you a demon king if you threatened?

"No, I was refusing!

"I guess so. The will of others was understood. However…"

The Demon King looked at me again, moaning the throne of the soul spirit that was supposed to push me.

Drink your sauce and spit.

What are you going to say next...

Charlotte manipulated the whip and set me free.

But I sat on the throne, waiting for the word of the Demon King.

"Stay with me for a walk. Allow Princess Dragon to accompany you"

"Yes?"

I can't keep up with the demon king's sudden change of subject and it solidifies.

"No way...... If I can't, I'm thinking about making Mistral the Demon King!? No, you can't. I'm not the only one in the family who can't be the Demon King."

Everyone is ready to flee, and I will make a decree that you are free.

Everyone making a scene with you.

But the Demon King was smiling when he saw how it was.

"Idiot. Anything other than the one with the qualities of the Demon King is here? I just told him to hang out because I'm going for a walk to distract him."

"Oh, right"

Apparently, it was early for me.

But did you really give up?

I don't know what to say myself, but if you were so presumptive, and this is pulled back lightly, you'd be disbelieving the other way around.

"Come on, hang out. I won't tolerate rejection."

And the demon king left behind the ministers and Meduria, and went out of the mansion.

I didn't know what to do, and when I saw Mistral, I couldn't help but go, he nodded.

"Then everyone stay. I'm just gonna go for a walk."

"Souvenirs, huh?

"Hey, if you find anything..."

Priscia waves at me, and me and Mistral leave the mansion.

The demon king who was waiting for us outside went out to the city of Necromancer City, where the sunset was beautiful when this one caught up.

Still, I wonder what the Demon King is thinking about taking a walk from talking about becoming the Demon King.

I know you're the Demon King because we don't understand, but it just doesn't make sense.

Me and Mistral follow the demon king who walks in footsteps that have no purpose.

When I went out into the city, people came together to see me again.

But as soon as the demons saw this one, they hardened or fled.

If you're a Demon, Mistral can see through with the Dragon Nation. And even if I don't know who I am, I think I can read the demon king's signs.

Obviously it's interesting to see how the demons make their faces attractive or pale.

The slaves are mainly human, so don't realize about Mistral or the Demon King, the atmosphere is a little weird, but let's say hello to me, try to come closer. They were held up by the demons and slaves of different races around them.

In the end, no one came near us when the inhabitants gathered.

The Demon King doesn't look like he cared about the people in the city, he hangs out and walks.

Me and Mistral go on without knowing how to deal with it.

As I walked, I reached the site of Necromancer Castle, the heart of Necromancer City.

There is an enormous expanse of land.

The Demon King stares at the ground that has disappeared from the foundation and finally opens his mouth.

"This is a better city than the Necromancer ever ruled."

"Right. Hopefully we'll keep the mess going and keep the city clean."

"Then it would still be better to stand lord"

"Grunt. I can't manage territory. So I'll leave you to Mr. Meduria."

"Right. Let's leave the neighborhood to their will. I'll give you some backup."

"Thank you"

Did the Demon King take a walk wanting to see how Necromancer City was doing?

"I'm not going to take care of you, though. Think of it as old school. Elnea, you must have noticed how thin it is. I can't build peace in the world of people anymore."

"... because I'm too special, am I?

I lined up next to the Demon King and thought of the words the Demon King had said as we gazed at the land together.

"Mistral is a dragon, or there's Priscia the Ear Elder. Is it because you are close with the Dragons, or because the Demons are after you?

"Nothing, I can't live in the world of people, not to say. However, those around them and others can live a life of peace."

"... if I settle in the living quarters of people, the dragons and dragon people will come to see me. Doing so makes the people of the kingdom harder. Can't you tell me there will never be another demonic raid?

"That's right. Now I can still keep making noise after the festival. But what if it lasts ten years and twenty years?

"Thinking about everyone, should I stay away from where people live?

"Of the people, I guess. But the Dragon Nation has the depth of nostalgia to embrace them."

"Ernea. Though I refrained from being too selfish because I am the only Dragon Nation. I think the Demon King is right. You'd rather stay in Dragon Peak than in the flatlands."

It seems that the Demon King only took me and Mistral out so that she could speak freely of her opinions as a dragon tribe in a place where no other daughters were present.

Speaking of which, the Demon King wasn't on my side from the start, he's the custodian of the Mistral, right?

"Or you could honestly be the Demon King and live in a demonic country."

"I don't like it. You won't just be the Demon King!

And the Demon King understood the status quo in which I was placed better than I did. That's why you said you'd get us a safe place called the Demon King's Seat, where you could live with everyone.

"Mistral...... You can say a lot of selfishness. I'm also glad to see the care of the Demon King. Thank you."

Right. I was going to try so hard to feel the world, but you were apparently too insensitive about your feet and your familiar future.

As a matter of urgency, the wedding is important, but we also have to look forward to the rest of our lives.

"Yeah, sure. In the meantime, I don't just have the option of becoming the Demon King. Think more seriously about what's coming. Mistral and everyone else."

Somehow, if no one pointed it out, I realize I felt like I was going to sit back in my luxurious home like this.

Well guarded, some gardens just for the dragons to come visit, and we all thought it was satisfying...

But then you can't.

Did the Demon King want to point that out?

If I hadn't noticed, I might have been tailored by the Demon King after all.

'Cause you're still holding the Devil's Sword that you were supposed to give me.

The Demon King smiled at my thoughts, hehe.

"By the wedding ritual, I'll give you a proper answer. So just wait a little longer. Oh, the consultation is open from time to time. And the Demon King, is that all right?

"What I trust in Ernea"

"Hehe, I know. Earlier, you believed that I would never be the Demon King, so you could safely watch what happens without making weird remarks."

"Although Yuffi and Nina were half amused."

Hehe, and smiling in the eye with Mistral, suddenly I felt a shock on my back.

"Do your cursing elsewhere."

"Ahhhhhhh..."

I was kicked in the back by the Demon King and rolled down to the ruins of Necromancer Castle.