Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

"And that's why we'll fix this castle. With my pocket money."

Irene, who arrived at the abandoned castle unimpeded by the junction, began negotiations with a smile.

The only reception that serves as a room in the abandoned castle is the downpour of refreshing sunshine, which is only brighter than usual if it is the heart. Maybe Claude was in a good mood because the forest trail was also blooming with a number of out-of-season little flowers. As far as I could see, it was the same expression.

The first thing I reacted to in that way, as assumed, was Belzevute, still dressed as cold today.

"You're asking me to put both humans in the castle! There's so much disrespect, my daughter!

"It would be more disrespectful to have a king living in such a humble castle."

"You think it's a blur? That would be cool! I can't believe you don't know how decadent the air is, because this is what humans are."

Oh, this guy's got cook II disease.

Irene, who in an instant gave up her proud Belzevute persuasion, turns to Keith, who can talk properly.

"What do you say, Master Keith? Not a good story?

"It's definitely a sudden breeze, and I appreciate the castle repair, but hey... it's just a payment from Miss Irene's pocket money. What's the interest rate?

"Interest-free. The collateral is fine, Master Claude."

"Wow, that's inhumane. Yay!"

"Who's collateral?"

Claude, sitting in a single-handed chair, is stuck with a cheek wand. He's getting used to Eileen around the wind and the flowers.

One Belzevute leaned his neck.

"What is collateral...?

"It's about my husband to my wife."

"No, that's not much of anything, Dear Eileen..."

"Dear Claude. Please consider it a help and allow the castle to be repaired. That's not a bad story for Master Claude, is it?

Finally, turning to the story, Claude reassembled his legs with no expression.

"... I can't let humans repair the castle of the Demon King. I don't want to lend it to you, and I don't need it for demons in the first place - but I'm sure you have the answer."

Eileen, who had exactly the answer available, is puzzled by the earlier allegations.

"Sure, we have it ready..."

"That's why I want to hear it. Why would you, the Duke's Lady, have to do such a business yourself?

"It's... it's a help."

Claude half-eyed. Irene explains further as she feels uncomfortable.

"Besides, it's a good opportunity to look back on Master Cedric."

"Though I thought you were raving about not wanting to waste a second of your life for Cedric."

A man of good memory. Eileen tried to attack from another direction.

"It's a good person. It's against my creed to throw it away."

"Enough if you don't answer, it's a waste of time. I'll monitor human entry and exit in the junction, but I need you to come in and exit inconspicuously. Shut up, nobles. I don't want my eyes on you."

"Well, of course I'll be careful with that.... is that okay? Even if it's repaired."

"Oh. Whatever your way, I trust the results you try to bring"

Irene, who was willing to say anything about an assessment without a threshold, stunned her nose and mouthed.

"Keith. It's about your salary, but you wouldn't even be subsidizing me. Do it well and create the funds. Use it to pay."

"Oh, that's been a long time. I'll be right back."

Eileen panicked to Claude, who gave instructions on how she was used to it.

"Um! There was a reporter named Jasper, like I would explore with that one..."

"Have you turned your hand yet? I see. You never wanted to use me as collateral."

Irene roars when she is seen through.

Yes, Irene will fund it first. And let Jasper grab information and evidence to intimidate or expose the perpetrator of the embezzlement. Turn the money to Claude and the others in the flow. Then we'll be able to take back what Eileen bore.

It was a huge miscellaneous calculation just to anticipate the total amount of money that had not turned to Claude and the others just because of the material in my head, but I'm sure Claude and the others will still have the money on hand even though I haven't paid for this repair. But without the form of debt, I didn't think Claude would accept it, even if I got my money back.

"You're not really honest"

Having cleaned up Irene's thoughts with that one word, Claude glances at Keith behind the diagonal.

"Keith. Does a man named Jasper seem trustworthy?

"You're the president of Barrier Newspapers. I'll write a good article with guts, won't I, him? Dear Eileen, I was wondering if it would be very difficult for you to keep your eyes open."

"... you know a lot of things."

"Because it is the Left Arm of the Demon King. Well, it's been a while since I've been here."

I don't think Keith laughing heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh The game also portrayed me as an unafraid competent squire, but in reality it's just creepy.

Of course, there is no way that a mediocre human being, capable or anything, can survive in human society as a servant of the Demon King.

I know that, but I'm kind of sorry.

"- You wouldn't like to be made a loan."

Claude's face was on the tip of his nose when he thought it was shady. Irene, who took her breath in surprise, argues with an uphill voice.

"K, Master Claude moves because he harasses me!?"

"No? I just expect you to cry"

Eat up your teeth and distance yourself from demonic whispers.

He held back the heartbeat of his vainly bouncing chest and once again moved his lips calmly.

"One more thing, please, Master Claude. Would you like to lend me the land owned by Master Claude, including this forest? Of course I'll pay the rent. I want to build a small farm."

"Does that mean you want to make human entry and exit here long-term?

"... right. If it's going to be something, that's what's going to happen."

"You can try. But if you want to get in trouble with the demons, have them leave on the way with the castle repairs."

Conversely, if you can do well with the demons, there's room for you to listen. Above all, don't let Claude, the Demon King, get in the way of the most worrying things.

"Okay. See how things go at the castle repairs...... So you're okay?

"Right. And then there's how honest you can be."

…… Why, honestly, what a word. I'll pay you the right price. "

"I'm not very interested there. It's just that you're not very good at asking me to be honest with you, are you?

Irene, angry, stood up completely,

I don't know if it's sweet or hard. I glared at Claude, who vomited the words fine.

"Then I'll get to work quickly. Dear Belzebute!"

"Hey, what's up?"

"Please show me the castle. We'll figure out how to repair and renovate the castle."

"Irene."

"What is it"

Claude's index finger glowed pale as he was called by his name and looked back.

But I just let the glowing fingertips sweep across to Eileen, and the light goes away.

I was surprised and moved my eyes only to the left and right, feeling uncomfortable. It's my shadow under my feet. There's a hole.

"Eh...... eh eh!?"

The shadows swelled, and sharp nails from the holes broken firmly, and thick front legs, a torso clearly larger than the shadows, crawled up from the holes.