Awakened by my cheat skill , I ended up reviving the ancient Demon Lord Army. ~The Strongest Healer

Dining room inside the distopia.

There was a figure of Aria staring across the void with her cheeks on her cheeks, not even hands on the prepared meal.

"Demon King, you look difficult...... what's wrong with you?

Faelice, who happens to be there, talks in such a way that she sits in front of Aria.

There were two favorite smoothies in that hand, well prepared up to Aria's minute.

Sometimes it was made by a real elf, and that smoothie is exceptional.

In this distopia, none of the haters exist as one.

"... Oh, it's Faelice. Too much time to think the other way around."

Aria confirms the faces of Chirali and Faelis and receives a solid smoothie.

According to Aria's story, she's spared no time, and I don't see her doing it.

The more brain-weather aria kept up with her thinking, the more distopia continued to be at peace.

"Maybe I still can't help but have enemies coming. Bern told me that the human world seems so confused."

"It's only natural if so many people die. I prefer to be peaceful, but the Demon King wants to fight?

"I'm not. Humans are poor, so I'd like to fight some more bones."

Aria revealed the desire in her chest to Faelice without hiding it.

As the opponent of the Demon King, the existence of man is too powerless.

In the first place.

The demon king's opponent can't be the one who will blow up if he exhales.

Rather, frustration is accumulating - it would not be an exaggeration to say.

Contrary to the pacifist Faelice, Aria was looking for confusion.

That is so much so that I think of the demon king of the east, whom I once fought, as a maiden in love all the time.

"That's right. If Mr. Richter revives the legendary Warcraft or something, the Demon King might enjoy it."

"Hmmm... that might be a good idea, but he wouldn't do it..."

"I don't feel that way either."

Faelice's suggestion becomes less of a bot before he asks Richt.

If I asked you, it should end with Aria being pissed off.

"Don't try to talk to Mr. Richter again. Maybe if we talk, you'll understand."

"... aren't you close to Richter?

As a matter of fact, Mr. Richter confessed to me the other day.

"-Ma, seriously!? Why!? When!?"

To cumming out too steeply, Aria folds her questions, forgetting her tone.

To remind you, I had seen Ferris and Richt a few times where they were a pair.

Was the involvement started around that time?

Even now that I'm older, I can't be more interested in every relationship.

"When you infiltrate the eastern Castle of the Demon King - he said you'd stay close to me forever from now on... Poop"

"Hmm. That's a pretty masculine proposition. I also know that Faelice has a fever."

"You were so cool. Was that, after all, a proposal...?

"Of course not! Don't get weak in the weird part. Ferris needs to take it very seriously!

Faelice looks at Aria by dyeing her face lightly red.

Licht's line I've always wondered about.

Aria's push finally allowed me to accept it as a proposal.

Thank you, Demon King.

"Um, I don't mind. If Fairis is happy, he's happy."

"Eh heh. Don't let Mr. Richter use his abilities for the Demon King."

"Oh! I'm looking forward to it!

While he was out there, he was a Richter whose abilities and freedoms would be tied up.