Labyrinth Restaurant

The invasion of the human world by the demon army led by the ”Golden Demon King" ended in failure by a mysterious man named Brave.

It seems that all the armies of the Demon Nation are exhausted and have exhausted their souls.

At the end of the battle Alice the Demon King attempted to unleash a ban in exchange for her own life, but it was prevented at the hands of a man and the technique ended in underdevelopment.

And the second night after Alice lost her mind after using up all her magic...

Alice woke up on her own bed in Demon King's Castle.

Thoughts are as vague as they were fogged in the head due to general fatigue and extreme fatigue due to lack of magic.

I stared at the ceiling for a while like I didn't even know why I was in such a state.

Would you have done that for about thirty minutes, when the door to the room was knocked, and then a man came into the room with something like a basin in his hand.

"Oh, you're awake."

The man was a young man named that brave man, with pitch-black hair and eyes.

As soon as I saw that figure at first sight, Alice's consciousness became clearer, and the process from the time this man showed up until she lost her mind came back to her brain.

I tried to get a fighting setup on my toes, but it's best to manage to get my upper body up in a body that's barely recovering. Alice stared at the man with the utmost animosity, at least with the intention of resisting, thinking of his body, which Locke could not move.

But a man speaks to Alice unintentionally as if he hadn't noticed such a gaze or something.

"Looks like you're feeling much better. I was almost dying when I fell, but I guess I'll be fine now. If this happens, you can't use that dangerous technique anymore."

Whose fault does he think it was?

It strikes me again to say that this one was genuinely fateful, in a tone that was mild enough to scold kids for playing with fire.

I try at least to resist with a killer gaze on me, but I'm the one who didn't, or didn't, compete in the first place. There's no way I can do something with my gaze now.

"Yeah, well, aren't you hungry? I've been making soup because heavy things are gonna be tough for me to get sick of."

After the proposal, he didn't seem concerned about the killing, but on the contrary, didn't he mention such an absurd thing?

Which world does it mean that there are brave men who behave like cooking to the Demon King? It's good to be kidding. I wanted to yell at you, but now I'm in a tough state to shout, so I just said it in my heart.

But apparently, I wasn't kidding.

"Then I'll leave this here. I'll bring you a replacement if you don't have enough."

And when I put a basin with a soup dish on the table next to the bed, I left the room intact.

Only Alice and Hokahoka and Hot Air standing soup were left on the field.

I didn't even know what I wanted to do anymore, whether I should be angry with the man's behavior or confused.

Of course, I wasn't furry enough to get my hands on the soup I was left with.

But something called hunger is something that starts making intense claims once you care about a habit that you don't care about when you don't.

Besides, I can't recall the last time I've been stunned during or after a battle with that man lately, or when I was busy prepping for invasions of the human world and eating decent meals and such before that.

Besides, the worsening food situation in the current demon world is such that even the demon king, the head of the demon world, is forced to eat crude food. If the flavor and other secondary swelling of the belly and the nourishment there is superior, the weaker of the demonic tribes are enough to manage to boil and eat weed and tree skins softly.

The soup that the man has left will create a hokahoka and warm hot air, and a delicious smell will stimulate the nasal cavity.

The hunger that tightens your stomach tightly is coming stronger by the time it's painful.

Gokuri, and he was choking his throat unconsciously.

Many times Alice can be impulded to leave herself to her appetite and reach for a soup dish, but her insistence as the Demon King refuses to be subjected to the exertion of a brave man.

Not only is it torture that foresees suffering in this way, but it has even come up with paranoid ideas such as.

By the way, I didn't really think about the possibility of being poisoned. The poisonous kind doesn't work well for the high-ranking Demons, and to see where they slept indefensibly for a long time in the first place and did nothing, at least they don't seem to be going to kill this one right now.

As it was, I repeated the oddity many times that I could pull in by reaching for the soup dish, but in the end...

About two hours later, when the man came back to Alice's bedroom, there was a dish that was beautifully emptied and a demon king smothered with self-loathing and shame all over the bed for losing his appetite.

Then for a while, the man cooked his meal about three times a day and brought it under Alice.

Alice was also trying to put up with eating willingly as Demon King the first few times, but sometime she started eating honestly because her tired body was craving nourishment, or because she liked the flavor of cooking for what it was.

As for Alice, to be honest, I felt kind of fed, but I blocked the idea by cutting it off to regain the drained power.

By the time the week had passed, Alice's health had recovered to almost full thanks to adequate diet and sleep.

Alice also thought about trying to rematch the man, but since she couldn't win as she was, she decided to keep an eye on things until she found some kind of winning chance, weakness, etc.

In the first place, it remains unclear why that man would stand in our way and then not even kill us, but on the contrary behave like a meal, for whatever reason.

And what was the sincerity of the phrase "I'm here to help you" then?

I don't know if you can ask those questions and tell me honestly, but for now, I thought I'd talk about it.

"As I said first, I'm here to help you."

Asking the man who brought the meal to the room, as usual, gave me that answer.

But this man and Alice met for the first time the other day in battle. Why are you here to help someone you've never met or talked to?

Alice has never asked anyone for help in the first place, not even on her own. In the demonic realm of weak and strong eating, such a thing can only be a foolishness that shows weakness to others.

"I guess I'm here to save the demonic world that you and you tried to save in exchange for your life, to be exact. But in a different way than you."

... saving the demon world?

The man looks serious and doesn't look like he's joking or lying,... but.

It's what Alice tried to do, and it's what this man's hands failed to do.

There are several causes of devastation in the demonic world, but the biggest cause is food shortages.

In the desolate lands of the demonic world it is extremely difficult for plants and animals to grow to be food, which is why they tried to wager death and attack the human world.

Save in a different way than that?

Does that mean attacking a different world from the human world, for example, the heavens or other more remote worlds?

That's what Alice thought and asked, but she said no.

"There's something I need to do to explain how."

That said, the man walked out of the castle with Stasta. Alice follows suit.

Alice hadn't noticed because she'd been in her room long after she regained consciousness, but the open place in front of Demon King's Castle, the place that was like a square, had changed dramatically over the past week.

Originally, the open space, which had only fallen about a pebble, was stacked narrowly and countless crates and cloth bags were piled high, while elsewhere a number of large pans were simmered.

To observe, apparently, almost all of this massive supply is food.

When I was wondering where all this food had been brought from, a man answered whether the question was on his face. Everything, he said, was bought and transported by men from different worlds everywhere across world boundaries.

Besides, he says he was cooking up the past week against less than 200,000 demons using that food to add about 100,000 of the Demon King's Army, plus non-combatants such as children, the elderly, and the wounded and sick.

Alice didn't know the word, but it looked like a refugee camp, if you can imagine.

Crossing world boundaries is inherently very difficult, and that difficulty jumps as the number of people crossing boundaries and the amount of objects they send in increases.

But if this mysterious man turns out to have the ability to move all this vast supplies in a short time, then Alice also had an idea of how to save the earlier demonic realm.

I'm sure you're going to bring more bulk and regular food from the rest of the world, as you've carried a pile of supplies in front of you.

Alice tried to tell the man about the prediction, but the prediction didn't seem right.

These supplies are only a connection to outnumber the present, and the idea of fate seems separate.

The demons were gathered in the square because they would make Alice not only listen to the demons on this occasion.

The demons look more confused than anxious. Anyway, it's natural because the person you should have fought and lost the other day didn't kill you for any reason, and on the contrary, they're offering you food and you don't know why.

Upon confirming that more than 100,000 demons had been gathered, the man began to speak as he stood on a very large rock in front of the square and glanced at the demons.

"As you know, I won the battle the other day over the Demon King's army, led by the Golden Demon King.

Therefore, from this moment on, I have decided to reign and rule this demonic kingdom as a new demon king.

And as kings, we forbid by law strife among demons, as well as harm to the peoples of the other worlds.

If anyone doesn't care, come and get this neck whenever you want.

However, in my hands there is a way to save this demonic world.

Those who recognize me as king and are willing to obey, come. Share the praise of salvation. "

The square was surrounded by silence by something too unexpected.

There is no such idea as royalty or kings' blood muscles in the demonic world, only that those who protrude and have strong power are named demon kings on their own. So I have no problem at all with this self-proclaimed brave man trying to name the Demon King after his victory over Alice the current Demon King in the battle the other day.

Nevertheless, the story is different when it comes to convincing.

Alice, the current demon king in particular, was disturbed by confusion, confusion, anxiety, anger, etc., and no longer knew what to say for herself.

The man's statements are like the seizure of the throne or revolution if you say so. Then it makes sense that anything and everything must stop Alice from taking the throne.

But what if what a man says isn't a madman's paranoia?

Even though it's only a few days away, can we just call the words of a man who's prepared enough food for more than 200,000 demons just bullshit?

I didn't trust the man. Naturally because I haven't seen him in the first place, and I still don't know anybody anywhere else.

But within Alice's breasts, her interest in this man and in the word "save the demonic world" was beginning to budge. It was just bullshit and I was feeling something that made me hesitate to cut and throw away.

This is how a new demon king was born in the demon kingdom.

And the man who started naming the Demon King started acting to save the demon kingdom.

In conclusion, what the man said about saving the demonic world was planetary remodeling and terraforming in Earth's science.

I was thinking of changing the world itself, this world of demons, an environment unsuitable for living by creatures.

Start by nourishing and hydrating the lean and dead earth and creating an environment where plants are prone to grow.

After many plants grow, you can increase the number of animals that feed on them.

The new demon king opened the gate, bringing in more massive quantities of leafy soil and plant seedlings, chickens, cattle, pigs, sheep and other animals than the rest of the world to work on the modification of the world.

But it is impossible to do all those things alone in the vast demonic world, even if it is not… inefficient.

So the Demon King decided to recruit collaborators from among the Demons.

We continued to provide meals to the Demons, but we tried to allocate more of the contents of that meal to the more submissive and cooperative, rather than the same.

There were not so many demon kings who denounced what the demon kings were trying to do, but the truth is that at this point in time, people with skeptical thoughts inside accounted for a large number, including Alice. It was only natural in a sense that the idea of terraforming was too heterogeneous and advanced to gain understanding in this world.

But aside from the story if you mean more meals if you help.

The Demon King guaranteed a meal to the extent that he would not starve to death even if he did not cooperate, but when this condition was given, more than half of the Demon Nation began to cooperate with the Demon King.

Originally, in the demonic world, where we could not secure enough food without hunting ferocious wild beasts, taking the prey of others or, in any case, putting our lives on hold, it was only a condition of breaking the law that we could get enough food to fill up to the point where we worked rather hard without risking our lives.

In addition, when we try to give preferences such as booze and sweetness to those who are particularly good and work enthusiastic, most of them now work as the Demon King says, except for a very small part of extreme laziness.

By the way, the contents of the labor are things like lean and ploughing dead ground, sprinkling rotten soil and water, and planting plant seeds where the Demon King instructed.

The Demons were bewildered at first by unfamiliar tasks as if they were human farmers, but when they got more accustomed, they took full advantage of the performance of their stubborn bodies, and months later the surroundings of Demon King Castle had become farmland as far as they could see.

The Demons' food was still mostly covered with food that the Demon King regularly brought from different worlds, but some of the faster-growing imoes and others were almost ready to harvest.

While working with the rest of the demons, Alice has been watching about the man who became the new demon king.

I kept thinking about what to do and how to deal with the person who defeated me, the person who threatens my status as the Demon King, and the man who should be the enemy I should hate if he were supposed to be.

To be honest, there wasn't much hatred or hostility already. Or, I don't even have a favor.

Consciousness disturbed my mind, but there was no way I could forget, and I went on thinking and observing what I should do.

Strange but uncontested days of serenity ensued.

The harsh cold winter is over, the warm spring is upon us, the spring is upon us, the hot summer is upon us, the summer is upon us, the cool autumn is upon us, the autumn is upon us, the winter is upon us, … the season tours gently one, two.

By five years later, colorful blooms were blooming all over the demonic world, with sights that I didn't think had originally been a wilderness that didn't even grow grass.

By the time eight years had passed, crops would be able to be harvested stably from the cultivated agricultural lands. By this time, the Demon King still continued to provide his own food supply, but even with a slight reduction in that amount, he could do it.

In the beginning, to get food, the demons, who were both questioning what they were doing and working, by this time the majority of them were starting to work spontaneously.

Land remodeling was greatly advanced by the insomniac workforce when those skilled in using restless golems and undead were able to come up with ideas to allow them to do farming, pioneering work, curing water, etc.

The atmosphere, which was a mixture of dust, was cleaner for those skilled in manipulating the wind, greatly reducing the number of lung ailments.

The dark, cloudy waters of rivers and seas can now be filled with fish and seafood by the Demon King opening the gates and discarding them across the universe, instead bringing clean water from the uninhabited world of humans and animals.

And about ten years later, something happened that prompted Alice to truly acknowledge the man as the Demon King.

That said, it wasn't like there was any special incident or anything, it was just that Alice realized there was.

Something like that means smiling.

I noticed that the demons, the demons, were all laughing.

A positive grin that is full of days but thus floats naturally, fundamentally different from the grin of abuse or the unpleasant grin of a tenacious impression of the strong.

Seeing that look on the faces of the demons he had once led, Alice realized defeat in her heart.

The strength of the battle, it was not a defeat in the sense that it was a defeat, but a vessel that led the people.

If you do it your way, you may be able to temporarily fill the hunger of the demons. But that method will involve a great deal of sacrifice and will inevitably leave a source of scourge and hatred for the future.

I can't make this look on my own.

Alice's heart, so enlightened, was filled with respect for the new king and became as clear as the spring sun.

And Alice decided to let go of the demon throne, which had previously been an ambiguous state, and to create the demon kingdom of tomorrow by assisting the new demon king she had recognized.

And the days toured, sometime about a hundred years after Alice and the Demon King met.

Already the Demon Nation was fully self-sufficient without food supplies by the Demon King, and now a society was just complete where the Demon King could do nothing.

Many demons enjoy a variety of sports, arts and other hobbies and live a spiritually fulfilled day with a full range of wellbeing aspects such as health care and education.

Nowadays the Demon King devotes his time to his hobby cooking and horticulture and is just a leisurely and comfortable day to do some chores.

Though it was a miscalculation that when he walked out, the chief officer of the demonic world, he could no longer go out easily because he would be politely welcomed and fussy everywhere.

When I was just a demon king, I wasn't properly respected, but I was thus effortlessly acting like a cook, but I was recognized as a demon king, so I couldn't deal with the demons as easily as before.

A demon king who likes to get people to eat more food than to cook is a little further away from thinking about opening a restaurant in the unsold human world as a solution.