He Didn't Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became

The Kingdom of Albain, located in the northern part of the Exile continent, has a history of 2,000 years since its founding.

The population is 10 million, and the king's capital, Alvinas, is half a million. Among them, there are only a few hundred nobles, including local lords, and the king comes to the top.

Cody's voice as a knight is equal to that of a duke in a noble throne. Despite being a warrior and a brave man, the adventurer rose and lined his shoulders with nobility, and it seems that he had a hard time since he was thirteen years old.

The nobles don't know that SSS-ranked adventurers can cut the country down by themselves - I think Cody didn't cut it off and endured the nobles' Ibiri well.

When he turned sixteen and was able to drink, he came to my guild with patience and usually drank a drop of liquor he didn't say, "I'm struggling with a bargain between aristocrats and soldiers." That's what I always say when I say I have a position.

Cody says the Alliance Master is also a fine position. I laugh, I'm just drinking here.

But it's also because the system I made works so well.

Apart from my Guild - "Silver Bottle Pavilion", there are eleven guilds in King's Landing, but currently seven of them are members of a union created by the top guild, "White Goat Pavilion", and they have a cooperative system in which mutual clients are turned around and adventurers are arranged.

I am not a member of the union and I maintain secrecy. In preparation for doing so, he made the effort to withdraw some of the other guilds from the unions to which all the guilds were affiliated. In doing so, I was able to diminish the singularity that only my Alliance is independent.

After increasing the confidentiality of his Alliance, he spread rumors of urban legends saying, "The 12th Street Alliance receives requests that no other Alliance can bring." Of course, you don't have to listen to the rumors and come straight from the front. If I look further, I can find out the "word" if I want to belong to my Alliance or bring in a request.

Let me give you an example of what exactly this means.

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About three months have passed since I was eighteen.

At noon one day, as usual, I was throbbing with my favorite liquor at a tavern counter in the guild.

"Master, how are you? It is a first-class fruit wine from the best white grapes of the season, produced in the Borgogne region."

Made-to-wear elf woman in the counter - she calls me master as soon as she thinks nobody's listening, whether she's here or not. I didn't ask you not to call me, so it was troublesome to correct it every time.

By the way, I don't have any customers right now. Nearby residents come for meals after opening at 10: 00 in the morning, but there are no visitors to the tavern even during this time of the day. However, as an Alliance, they are waiting for customers and candidates. If you drink it, it will come from over there, so I'm not bored.

Besides, I have to be very careful with this maid elf.

"Call me the customer, not the master. If you don't call me that, I won't be able to answer."

"Well, then... when you get drunk, you get a smelly tone of colour, so why don't you call your wet eyes attractive customers?"

"To what extent do you praise me with all your strength... are wet eyes a compliment? Well, no. Next time you call me anything but what I say, I'll punish you."

"Ah... yes. Please discipline this lowly bitch..."

The body of the maid, as seen with the eyes of expectation, appears to be a fruit that has matured, albeit modestly. Made clothes with short skirts are a distraction in King's Landing, but she only wears them to attract my attention.

It hasn't changed at all since five years ago, but unlike the skin color I know, it looks like a normal elf because it has white skin. If the Dark Elves were walking through King's Landing, it would be a fuss, so it would have been the result of putting order on her, or it would have been a normal elf by the time we met a little while ago.

"Just remember one thing. Men run away when they're chased. I told you to pull it if you can't push it.

"Mhh...."

The maid seems to be dissatisfied. "Mu", rather than "master", is a miserable maid.

But that's not impossible. Because her maid's clothes are shaped and not my maid's.

The maid's elf sighs and breathes. It must be the ritual of switching among her.

"That's right, I've waited five years. My husband said I would return the talisman in five years. This is how I demonstrate my loyalty to your husband in order for him to return the talisman. What else is missing?"

A maid with a different tone - yes, she is the devil who is coming to King's City with patience.

I've been rolling into my hideout guild house for a month now and I've been working at the guild tavern counter procuring maid clothes on my own to find out where I got that knowledge. It was quick to remember the arrangements such as blending alcohol and making knobs, and now it creates an atmosphere like a veteran shopkeeper.

The Demon King, who had purple hair and black brown skin, is now an elf with flax hair on white skin. If I don't disguise myself with magic, I will return to my original hair and skin.

"Don't worry about my country, I left it to my brother. My brother is a good boy to listen to me."

"No, I'm not worried. Even though there are vicious monsters, the ruling side is an unexpected peace....."

"Even those who cannot live without attacking humans cannot help being ethnically. But as a result of their education, they can now live in agriculture and hunting. Would it be okay if you complimented me?

"Hmm, I didn't ask for it. It's okay, isn't it?

"If you are a brave man, may I praise my efforts a little more? That kind of reaction is too worthless. I did my best, I want you to rate me a little bit."

Rather than standing diagonally, I have an illness that makes my body itchy when I say and act purely, so I can't be honestly complimented with "what an amazing thing to do to prevent monsters from attacking humans."

"I'm not a brave man. Next time you call me a brave man in this Alliance House, I will punish you for it. Eileen."

"Mmm, that demon girl. Instead of going in and out with your husband after five years, I didn't expect him to be a drinking friend. I'm so jealous of my husband for drinking and all that... no, I'm embarrassed."

"It doesn't matter, but when the guests arrive, it's time to put your tone back."

The Demon King said "Mmm" without saying that it doesn't matter, but he obeyed my orders, and after coughing, he switched back to maid mode.

I heard about Eileen, but she went home five years ago after playing in my guild house for a few days. The mountainous area where the demons live is in the western part of the Kingdom of Albain, where they reported the demon king's extermination to their father, the leader of the demons. Then he behaved like half of the sake to his parents and relatives, and brought back the rest with him.

Since then, Eileen has been coming to this tavern almost every day to buy her own house in King's Landing when she earns money by doing her job properly. Since the demons look like adults at the age of 10, it seems that they can drink alcohol from there, but for some reason they endured to the age of 16 in accordance with the laws of the Kingdom. Now I feel strong against alcohol, but on the first day I drank it, I got drunk normally, and there were some pretty colorful stories, but I'll leave it. The attempt was completed and there is still no particular progress. I've known my friends for so long that it's hard to see them as heterosexual -

And while I was wondering, it seemed like a guest had arrived.

I exchange sights with the Demon King and switch to the behavior of the tavern clerk and customer.

The doorbell rang, wearing a grey coat and a person with a hood hiding his face came into the store. Tips and wooden floor sounds - that's a girl's shoe.

She sits in the counter seat. I'm the deepest seat, about four miles away. I carry white wine to my mouth and enjoy the taste of it. That's fine now.

The "grey coat" has already shown that it is a special guest for this tavern.

However, the "procedure" still remains. If you don't do it for sure, you won't listen to the consultation she brought in.

The woman in the jacket talks to the Demon King when he enters customer service mode. I listened to it subtly.

"... I wonder if you could get me some 'milk'. Without it, please read 'Recommended liquor that can only be drunk in this store'."

"Yes, sir. Would you like to" blend with our specialty "?

"Yes, please." My Original. "

She uttered all the words. At that moment, you will be recognized as a 'client' in this Alliance.

Wear a coloured jacket for the day of the week and say what you're saying. To know the terms, you need methods such as' Decline a request from another Alliance and get in touch with my Alliance member 'or' Contact someone who mediates my network '. Either of them is to be revealed by the client himself.

But even if I'm recognized as my client, I'm just watching. To decide what to do, pretend to listen to the receptionist's conversation with the Demon King.

Drinking alcohol with the chicken, I kept my sight away from you so my client wouldn't suspect me.

"... can I talk to you now?

"Yes, you have been recognized as a valued guest at this silver water bottle pavilion"

"Phew... I wonder if an Alliance like this can fulfill my request. I'm worried, but I can't help it. I can't really ask other guilds."

As the woman says, she takes off the hood - and suddenly reacts to the spread of brunette hair.

Pretty much - no, there were so many beautiful girls in the King's City that there wasn't anything in line. When I was old, was it the same as me or a little older? The behavior that seems a little intense, but somewhere with an object, reminds me of someone.

(But... I remember seeing it somewhere. Is this a feeling of pre-vision...?

"Let me be frank. I want the engagement of Princess Manarina and the Duke of Vincent to be abandoned."

"What position do you want your engagement to be abandoned?

Speaking of the First Princess Manarina, you are fifteen years old and will be sixteen this year. At the age of majority in the kingdom of sixteen, the king, the father, may choose the princess's partner. It is a long-standing royal custom that aims to consolidate the ground of power by connecting powerful nobles and royalties.

Speaking of Vincent, he is the first aristocracy in the Senate, made up of aristocracy who assist the royal government. I can say that I am qualified to marry a princess in the sense of status - I am sure it should have been in the middle of the 40s, and the age difference with the princess is too wide.

"I'm... the princess's maid. His Highness Manarina doesn't want to get married. Even though His Majesty the King has decided, I think it would be more detrimental to follow him."

"That's...."

It is also a natural duty of the princess to marry the ruler of the kingdom.

--However, there is no way that the Demon King will return such a common sense reaction.

"If it's an unwanted marriage, you should definitely refuse it. Shouldn't we just abandon our engagement?"

"Eh... so you can do it!? I... no, you can stop marrying His Highness Manarina and that miserable middle-aged man!?

All of a sudden, she calls herself the Princess's Maid. I am impressed by the fact that the story has been broken a lot - or that my network has also reached the royal family. I don't want to have much contact with the royal family or nobles, but knowing nothing about their situation is not settled in living in the King's City, so I always gathered information.

Jean Vinsburg is a picturesque middle-aged man who has remained unmarried until now, but is a vicious man who makes women everywhere and gives birth to other noble servants and sons and daughters.

But among the nobles he is good in face, and he is faithful to the king. If you think it was meant to marry a princess in the future and make your power even more complete, then so be it.

--I understand, but it's not interesting. I ordered the Demon King "as usual" and received a jock with chilled ale.

"... what was that guy doing back there? I'm telling you the truth, but it's all just a splash of booze."

"Don't worry about me, miss. I'm just a drunk."

"Drinking alcohol from daytime... is so sweet. If you break your body, your loved ones will be worried."

"Eh... woosh. Don't worry, I don't have anyone like that. I like drinking alone, I'm very free."

Suddenly they talk to you in person, and they poke you in the face. I'm hungry for kindness so much that I think, "You're actually kind." The Demon King is a little different from "gentle".

"Phew... well, since it's my body, I think it's best for you to like it. I'll get back to the story. You can break the engagement, right? With this guild."

"Yes, our guild is not impossible. I have a few questions to ask you to get started."

"Ask me anything, I'll tell you anything if you ask me to."

At first, the self-styled maid with the frightened face would have been nervous, not knowing if she would accept the request. After it was accepted, the softness of the atmosphere appeared in the front, which would have been the case.