Yukimo and the Fight - Ingredients The Devil Tribe Loses Himself to Differences

It is finally a meeting with Largo. Satan thought he had to figure out if his opponent was a rarely seen masterpiece in the way of his reputation, or a monster with a hint of malice that he wouldn't show around. From previous intelligence gatherings, Largo should think of himself only as a demonic tribe of Galenos' son. We need to see what you're thinking as a Demonic Largo, not cut out of Satan here. On top of that, if that identity is so stained with evil that it cannot be taught, we must do something about it before we realize our true power. But is there something I can manage by myself? Besides, I don't know how far you're letting your abilities blossom.

On the other hand, Satan is heart-pounding that for the first time in tens of thousands of years we can see the same thing as' he '. At the same time, chills strike my fear when I have to fight it.

(Can I win alone?

The only salvation is that Largo may be the letter 'ho' to His Highness. Love changes people. Neither do I.

My pride as the Great Wizard Satan, and especially the point of sprinkling a bubble on that confident witch, won't subside unless I brilliantly rescue those two and show them. If we build trust based on that cooperative work and lead it in a good direction, this unsolved situation should also make a great difference. Besides, there's a girlfriend in the land, and if we can get them to meet, it's neither possible nor impossible to come back here.

The only problem is worrying that Largo doesn't have the collar on his roots. Maybe you should just apologize.

With that in mind, Satan felt something somewhat nostalgic about Largo's castle, which Astleto had guided him to but had just done. Anyway, it resembles the castle of the Demon King where Galenos lived.

Astleto opens his mouth when he sees Satan watching for a while.

"Remembering the castle of the Demon King, I have arranged it for the size of this rocky mountain.

Yes, it was. Originally created by Astleto, the Castle of the Demon King. I was put through something like a relatively calm reception room.

I thought Satan was going to be taken to a place where he was flirting with the devil. Satan claps out slightly.

Besides, I'm surprised to see a person greeted lightly at that door.

"Ah, you! Ardam?"

Suddenly I shouted out loud. You're surprised at that, and the other guy makes a barbaric noise.

"Heh? I say Largo...

Such a weird voice, a young man with a resemblance to Adam, was Largo, whom Satan came to see.

(That's right. In the first place, Ardam is a clone created in the image of when 'he' was his brightest.

Largo's resemblance to Ardam is by no means a coincidence or a strange thing.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Because it's something similar to someone I knew. I'm Lucy. You've never seen me like this before.

Come on, Largo, do you remember that time?

If you remember, though how much Yuscario helped you hide who you were when he brought you into the royal castle, you must apologize first for putting that on.

"Oh, yes? No, you did. Had you seen him at Demon King's Castle before? I'm sorry, I was still...

Good. You don't seem to remember. But that would also be because of wearing that collar. On the contrary, you may not even know your birth or your abilities, but also be thrown into human society and taught by Euskalio that you are a demon, and still assume that you must take care of the remaining demons in the legacy of Galenos.

But no matter how angry he reached his head, Galenos, a bottomless idiot, tried to eat Largo with what the hell in mind. And did you make yourself wear a collar? Moreover, when he was about to perish, he hastily admitted that he was his heir and entrusted all demons. I don't care what you think, it's just unconvincing, but no one knows why that happened anymore.

"Oh, right, you don't know. Good."

(Shit... 'Good' is an extra word.

And I regretted it, but it was after they already asked me.

"Huh?"

(─ Look, they made me look weird.

For the first time in tens of thousands of years, Satan misses seeing such a little look very much like 'he'.