Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Aisha, did you give the example letter to the Demon Kings properly?

"Yes, and I handed it to you"

"Right."

"Star Tree Country" The Kingdom of Lemuse. Royal City.

One man was spilling words with a small sigh in a new office set next to that throne room.

The man has a single elbow on his clerk's desk and, fed up with the huge number of pieces of paper scattered in front of him, points his sea blue (aqua blue) eyes at a samurai standing next to him.

"Aisha, can this paper not be reduced a little more"

"No less"

……

"Unless Master Harsim moves his hand, it won't decrease."

"... ha"

Harsim-Kud-Remusse returned another dark sigh to Aisha, a maid of honor who stood to watch herself next door.

"Nevertheless - this time it turned out to be one step ahead of Mooseg."

Harsim said once he pulled the chair back, watching Aisha begin to sort out pieces of paper, not passing his sigh as if by accident.

"- Mooseg poked ahead of us that the Queen of Enchantment was a charmer."

"... Yes"

Aisha hammers briefly at the words Harsim utters.

"The great powers, the great army, the intelligence groups that support it. The local power of the state is everywhere."

"But this time I rewarded you with one arrow. - No, not this time either."

"No, this time, it fits in"

Hersim immediately corrected Aisha's words.

"One arrow in the last battle is not ours. That is the Arrow of the Demon Kings.... and the Friedmans. I couldn't be as big as I said."

Harsim turns the chair slightly and looks out the window that was open behind him. Among the views seen through its windows were the great star tree emitting beautiful green photons and the star tree castle held to be protected by its great star tree.

"But this time I did. I owed him back a little. I don't know how much more to give back."

"Doesn't Lady Merea say, 'We're each other'? He won't be thankful."

"That's what I feel, even if he doesn't say it. It's easier for me to understand than to wear it to a casket. Besides, he's going to be more handy now, and he's going to make me hiccup."

With that said, Aisha had noticed that Harsim had a slight grin. There's also a mix of bitter laughter there, but it's never a disgusting grin.

"Well, this time it turned out that Mooseg was good."

"Yes, it seemed to usurp the handles, but to put it better, this time we won a covert war,"

"I can't even lift my head to you, Aisha."

Harsim accidentally turned around and said to Aisha.

"You're the one who figured out the Queen of Enchantment was the Enchanter."

"No, I just 'pulled' it out of the moozeg that poked it out. - They are indeed a very large group, but the side of the guide seemed sweet."

Aisha rarely had a demonic grin in its pale expression.

Her expression on the back, a brilliant samurai who cares for Harsim, but who in the back shows her rare talent as head of the Lemuse's secret service, was now in the grin.

"But on the contrary, we can also assume that it was information to the extent that it flows to us."

Suspicious sounds tough.

"It's a serious story."

"Haha, even if I know"

Harsim waves, "It was bad," and corrects his collar.

"True, I can think that way because I know they're good. So what's the information they really care about? What was their real aim around Virginia?"

"... I don't know"

Aisha answered, drooling her head.

"Never mind," Harsim waved again.

"It is possible that once the engagement with the forces of the North Continent has ended. This is my prediction. Kirishika is taking the initiative to see how things are going, but we still don't have any information like that. But I think there's a fragment of the answer to Museg's daring approach to Virginia."

"What's that?

"No matter how Mooseg, they will not try to get their hands on Virgilia, where the powerful gather, in the midst of a bitter war with the forces of the North. Stimulate the other champions and a new battle may begin. Well, as a moosel, you don't mind if you're just going to war, but it's just a hassle to be concurrent in a fierce battle."

"So this time around Virgilia there was a Mooseg spy -"

"That, in other words, could already be the basis for ending the war against the forces of the North. Even if I didn't say it was all over, I could afford to be free, or something like that."

"So, you said you reached out to the Queen of Enchantment?

"No, then I'll do better. So perhaps, 'the real aim is separate'. Hence the enchanting queen related information sweetened the sides"

"Isn't that Master Harsim's in-depth reading?

Aisha said with her neck small.

"I trust Museg 'as an enemy' in a way. The cunning hand of Celias' father, now King Museg. To be honest, I can't even imagine that the man who made Mooseg so big during his reign would divulge information about his destiny so easily. I'm not doubting your arm."

Harsim looks a little sorry for Aisha, but Aisha didn't mind at all.

"I hope Merea and the others have nothing."

"... right"

Harsim again elbowed to the concierge and began to look at the piece of paper on the desk with his thoughts in mind.

The expression looked a little worried.

◆ ◆ ◆

Caesar had finally tilted the balance in his heart when he saw a letter from King Remusse (Harsim-Kud-Remusse).

I haven't completely believed everything in the story yet, but being listed with all this evidence doesn't mean I don't believe it at all.

Caesar had something like a resistance to Shaw's skillful mouthpiece, and thus an aspect in his mind that he firmly thought was' not allowed to ride easy, 'but that aspect was also on the verge of deciding on a steady pile of evidence.

"-Okay."

"Did you believe me?

"... unintentionally"

"I'm not being honest."

Shaw shrugs his shoulders with his hands wide open.

It's the bitter smile that shows on your face, but there's no indication of disgust there.

"Well, then, after I trusted you, the deal..."

"Easy."

Salman pinched his mouth there.

Salman puts his index finger up and suggests to Caesar.

"Help the Queen of Enchantment."

What a strange rhetoric again, Caesar thought.

"Let Me Help You"

Or if the listener listened, it might have also sounded arrogant.

But when targeting a demon king named Juliana-Ve-Rona, the special (thing), the charming queen, the word becomes far from arrogant.

Caesar nodded slowly at Salman's words as he gained the sensation that something warm in his chest was staining.

"... ok. I'll leave her to you. But if I push her into the abyss of despair again, I will never forgive you."

Juliana is desperate for the status quo.

Rather, given her predicament, it was even better than just not completely desperate.

◆ ◆ ◆

Caesar knows the boundaries of Juliana.

I found her some time after I started serving under certain circumstances with Sisalis.

She was in a situation similar to that of a hero at the time of that 'transition', where the essence of the name Demon King was transformed.

At first, she didn't know she was the Demon King or anything.

It was only recently that Juliana woke up to her abilities as an Enchanter.

Until then, she had been quite a famous opera actor in a small region by virtue of her beauty and her pile of songs and dances of drilling.

- At that time, she had an innocent beauty.

But she was in a tragic script (scenario).

Her life changes from when an enchanting demon's demon eye pattern appears in her eyes.

She was born unfamiliar, but fortunately, she had a family then. I mean, we had a 'later' family. She had become the adopted daughter of a certain nobleman.

- Or if her powers as the Demon King were not those of the Enchanter, I wonder if she still managed.

The type of demonic eye that is sensitive to a person's spirit is susceptible to having a negative effect on a person's impression anyway.

Since I woke up to The Enchanted Devil's Eye, the currents of mercy that surrounded her have refluxed.

As a result, Juliana was severed from her adoptive father's nobility and thrown out of her territory.

- I guess he couldn't be ridiculous either.

To tell the truth, his adoptive father didn't hate Juliana's demonic eyes as much as he did.

But the inhabitants of his land were not.

- Either way, how easy it is to change people's minds.

Caesar knows that people's minds are prone to change. No matter how close you are, people should be suspicious.

Caesar himself had come to strongly agree with that after one incident.

And Juliana wandered around the middle of despair.

- There must have been so many thoughts in her that I couldn't explain them with my mouth.

At first, she had a warm connection.

Instead, it amplified her despair.

Something that often didn't die in despair, Caesar still thinks.

Ultimately, Juliana was picked up by Sisalis as she roamed around her former adoptive father's territory.

It was half coincidental.

Not about what was picked up itself, but in the sense of 'picked up by Sisalis'.

- Maybe it was' Mooseg 'picking her up.

Sisalis was quicker to find out what her powers were.

That's how Juliana will be kept by Sisalis.

In fact, I just reached out, but Caesar hardly suspects it's anything close to 'keeping'.

Sisalis masterfully used her "Fear as the Demon King".

- Well, even if I refused, at the end of the day, Sisalis would have created a situation where I had to take my hand. Because Juliana still thought of her former adoptive father, even in such eyes...

She was too kind.

Juliana had realized that that nobleman, his former adoptive father, had sacrificed himself to cry.

In the end he took the inhabitants, but Juliana herself was grateful that he never abused himself even after he woke up to his power as demon king.

- I'll never be able to think like you.

Caesar thinks so frankly.

Whatever the form, I can't believe the person who betrayed me anymore.

Even if Sisalis told me to 'burn that aristocratic territory', I would even have said 'whatever'.

She, too, may have been stupid in a way.

Caesar was so proud of his deliberate retardation.

The envy was partly turned into 'respect' and even into compassion for her.

- So I won't allow her to grieve like that again.

Just because you don't forgive me may not mean you can do anything.

But I'd rather say it than not.

If that empty word leads at least to her own safety...

◆ ◆ ◆

"Say it again. If I make her cry, I won't forgive you."

Caesar told Shaw and Salman to push just in case.

Then the two correct their collars and look straight into Caesar's eyes and nod.

"That's fine."

"Oh, I know"

Their eyes were serious.

That's all Caesar knew very well.

"Don't forget, we're Demon Kings too."

- Yes, you did.

Caesar nods again to Salman's words as well.

"I heard that night from the Golden Deceased, but I lost it because I was half-hearted in the first place."

"I think you're right about half-truthing this guy."

Salman said with a troubled face as he scratched up his sandy hair.

"haha.... then maybe you guys can better understand Juliana"

"Well, a demon king has many boundaries. I'm not saying it's easy to understand, but I'm not giving up trying to understand."

Hearing such Salman's words, Caesar finally dropped his last convince to the bottom of his belly.

"Yeah. I knew Juliana would leave it to you. Either way, she was about to be the limit. She was exhausted by the way Sisalis wore a weak part of her heart"

"Right. - Wait a minute. You spoke subtly hostile to Sisalis earlier, but where are you standing?

Where do you stand?

The way it asked sounded unique, but Caesar captured exactly what it meant.

In other words, what forces do you belong to?

Sisalis.

Caesar answers immediately.

"And this is how you can give us the Queen of Enchantment? It hurts, doesn't it, from Sisalis? I still don't know what Sisalis is up to."

"Right. It hurts. - But I don't mind. I'm on Sisalis' side, but I'm on Juliana's side at the same time."

Two people having such conversations. Besides, only one Shaw had a bitter look on his face.

But it was a flash of expression, and Salman didn't notice that look on Shaw's face.

"Hmm. I don't know, but that sounds complicated. If you can't get there, will Caesar come this way?

That was a casual word from Salman.

Salman's high sense of asylum - in brief, from kindness and kindness, is a mundane word.

"Ahaha, that's fascinating again"

Caesar laughs back at that Salman word.

But...

Caesar never had a clear word of affirmation or denial spinning.

Just like laughing and doing it over, Caesar was just grinning at beauty.

"- Right. No, nothing. Listen to me properly."

And Salman saw something in Caesar's grin.

So I overlaid the unobstructed words so as to make fun of the current ones.

After all, Shaw had a bitter look on his face only for a moment.

"Anyway, it's a miracle you guys came to her this time. For her, you were the saviors."

"I didn't save you yet. You can't feel safe."

"Right. So I'm going to give you information so you can rescue her easily. - Is this what you guys call a 'deal'?

Caesar told me to get back to business.

Salman floated a silence that affirmed the word, opening his teasing mouth for some time.

"That's right. If there's anything in it for you, it's best..."

"I do. If Juliana can move to a place where she can be happier, that's in my interest."

In Caesar's straight words, the word "I knew you'd come this way" comes out of Salman's mouth again. If that's all you think of Juliana, I thought you should come with me.

But Caesar's response, which is not as gainful as it was just now, went through the corner of his head, and the words still didn't even come out.

"Caesar says this, so let's just call it a good one."

And, Shaw finally pinches his mouth there.

"I don't even have time to be so long, so first of all, it's information. Merea and the others are still moving."

"Oh, yeah"

In line with Shaw's suggestion, Salman also switched his mind.

"Caesar, to what extent is the Sisalis force in Virginia this time?

Shaw joins hands on his desk and asks Caesar.

The expression was extremely serious.

"I guess five or sixty. Plus, I heard from executives that they're sending in extra personnel because they're doing better in Virginia than I thought."

"In that case, the numbers are not as problematic."

"If it's enough to push Mooseg's army back by itself, it's definitely not going to be a problem," Caesar said bitterly against Shaw's quick decision.

"But the place is the place. This is the whole city. Virgilia is into it, and we're not too excited about the city situation either. It's hard to escape like a rat."

Shaw continued to do so, suddenly turning his eyes as if he had noticed something.

――

Shaw showed an obvious pause.

Immediately after.

The face looks grumpy and distorted.

"- I was oblivious"

Salman and Caesar frowned at the same time.

With the certainty that Shaw's thoughts would move much quicker than their own, the two of them didn't even expect anything in particular, and waited for Shaw's next word.

"By the time I found out that Sisalis was doing this kind of thing this time, I should have noticed its potential too"

I still don't know what Shaw said.

But...

"If, in the five or sixty of them, 'there is another demon king' -"

The next time he heard the words released from his mouth, Salman realized late what Shaw was trying to say.

And Salman said in a voice that contained a little impatience, as he continued with Shaw's words.

"-Merea may not be able to get her hands on it"

"What? Duh, what do you mean?

Only Caesar still didn't know what they were going to say.

The anticipation you two held was some sort of very absurd anticipation only those who had seen Merea all the way from that Lindholm Spiritual Mountain.

But Salman and Shaw knew.

"... what he's trying to do is ridiculous in the first place. It's ridiculous enough for people to laugh at 'That's impossible' and 'Beautiful'. But I guess... he follows that silly honestly to the point. Even if it hurts me."

"Just trauma. If that's all, I'd rather. It's a normal fight in the first place, and I can't imagine Melea losing. I'm not worried there. - But"

The last word Shaw said lingered behind Caesar's brain.

"There are people in the world who are terribly cunning and mind-blowing (from Ya). Melea has a strong will. Instead, the strength of that will can be a weakness."

After that word, Shaw and Salman stood up at the same time.