Instant Messiah

Fluffy, wavy, beautiful blonde.

Dresses that cover her body loosely, earrings or piercings that fall out of her ears, are all too luxurious, but because of this, she is informed around that what she calls clothing is nothing but an occasion for the beauty of the woman.

But her head, smiling but soothingly awesome, had something distinctly different on it than a human.

Wrapped around, horns as big as sheep.

From those characteristics of her, Abyss Helen instantly understood who the woman in front of her was.

"Welcome, brave people. Welcome to our majesty's castle. Diabolo would like to extend a warm welcome to you."

Yes, it was Aroma Sagesta, the Chancellor of Diabolo, who called Abyss and Sally from the castle gate.

She is notorious, among other things, for human beings, who are said to be deeply connected to other territories, such as Shytern, and even to be associated with Indira at the end.

It is a well-known fact in the upper ecclesiastical of the Salian Church that regional and factional collaboration within Agusta is carried out organically by the exploitation of Aroma. It was not once or twice that the human side suffered a painful blow due to her presence. Sometimes it forced more struggles than humans had assumed in the crusade of the Demonic Nation, and some of the upper echelons who had been associated with the military forces of the nations were alternated.

Not only Abyss, but the Apostle was naturally terribly wary of her.

Abyss was terribly surprised that the person had come to pick him up so far. Her face on the table isn't as good as Demon King Cristella's, but it's not much.

"Oh, you surprise me."

"... you have responded to a sudden visit, thank you"

Aroma's words were true, but Abyss, who hated to show weakness even slightly, returns less words.

It is not only out of his own hostility towards the demonic tribe that he even minimises his socio-ordinarily gratitude. Because I am aware that I am immature as a negotiator, I do not want you to take my word for it.

Rumors have also increased Abyss's vigilance that she could use other people's word-mediated techniques, among those that do not exist in the art of Salian treatment.

"... well, not so carefree and easy. If you are inherently a genuine guest, you will wait in the guest room...... Your Majesty is sincerely delighted with your visit and looks forward to seeing you again. I'm sorry to bother you, Your Majesty."

To the words, Abyss doubted his ears.

After arriving in Diabolo, it was my mission to take the brave Sally Snowwhite to the front of the Demon King, no matter what he did.

In other words, it was also considering the possibility that the Demons would move towards their annihilation even if they ignored the safety of the hostages.

Honestly, Abyss thought it was a miracle that he just didn't get ambushed by the time he came to the castle gate.

"... is that true? I hear she hardly ever shows her face before a human."

"Oh."

That being said, Aroma tilted her smile just a little while as she remained sticky.

"It was you who wanted it, wasn't it? We've got a lot of souvenirs to prepare, so we need to work on it."

…………

It was also evident from the light of his eyes behind Aroma's smile that this one was mightily admiring the hostage he had taken.

... Even as Abyss, it's not like I have nowhere to think about this operation. I am aware that this is a manifestly unjust act.

But by committing this outrage, if human beings were to be the basis for a peaceful life, I was going to spoil it and accept the condemnation of later years as well. However, Sally... Abyss is coming to this place ready to assume all our responsibilities so as not to tarnish the achievements of the brave.

Regardless, I am prepared to die here, and I am prepared to defend Sally with my life at stake and ensure her return to Seneca, all of which I have with me.

"... I'm fine with your suspicions, but Your Majesty's orders are absolute. If His Majesty decides to see you, it is our mission to make it happen. It might not be the same as the king of unsatisfactory humans... again. Trust it or not, we'll take care of it."

Aroma smiled, saying so, without even showing the remnants of the exchange we had just had.

"… then, I hope to guide you. Later, I'll introduce myself. As you may know, my name is Abyss Helen. I belong to the Salian Church, I worship the twelfth place of the Apostle"

With that said, Abyss introduces the girl who had been hiding behind herself, who had remained silent from earlier.

"And this is Sally Snowwhite, the sacrificial heir in our Salian congregation.... By the way, I think it's better to say brave."

"... Yep. Just like you call your majesty the Demon King. These days, this is a name I like to say."

Nice to meet you, and Aroma laughs at Sally.

Sally had no reaction to that laugh. It's just that Abyss's right arm she's grabbing, that wrinkle on her sleeve, went deeper.

Aroma doesn't care how it goes, she just observes Sally.

That neither Abyss nor Sally really carry a weapon.

Abyss Helen, if alone, is difficult on his own, but that he can kill by working with gallons.

... that the brave Sally Snowwhite is only a human girl in her physical abilities.

Above all, the most alarming thing, but the fact that Sally doesn't feel any magic at all.

He judged them at first sight and decided that it was perfectly fine to invite them into the castle.

… Regardless, 'no problem' means that there is only one thing that cannot harm Cristella.

After finishing his judgment, Aroma turned to the two with a deeper grin all shaped, opening his body and inviting him into the castle.

"Okay, I'll revisit this one. My name is Aroma Sagesta and I am Kristera Vara Detra, the leader of the Demon Nation and the Beast Man who lives in Agusta as King of Diabolo. Nice to meet you today."

Thus all the greetings, the requirements of the story, and the rooting fell, and the encounter between the demon king and man was to be made while each other was anointed with malice and mistrust.