Maouyome

My name is Maogreed Asla.

Ever since my parents died, I've just named them Maori.

My parents and I broke up when I was three.

I hardly remember my parents.

They say my parents were in a long-term position in the clan.

Cell Azam told me that he fought and lost his life against someone who had to fight in that position.

Ser Azam was an old friend of someone who was my father and told me that my biological parents asked me to take over.

I was raised by Sel Azam.

I am very grateful for that.

I can't thank you enough.

But when I listen to my real parents, I feel complicated.

When I said it was about my real father and mother, it just sounded like some distant stranger.

I look so lonely when I say that to Sel Azam, so naturally my word count dropped gradually as well.

Even though I admired Selazam like a real parent, I was unable to tell him about it.

Honestly, I was upset about the itching.

I was always angry that I could not tell Sel Azam how I felt reluctantly to my real parents, which I had never seen.

Ser Azam was a demon but lived dispersed in the human world.

I don't know why.

I only asked him once, but he only told me it was because I had to.

I feel like I've been looking all over for something. Sometimes I wondered, but gradually, I started to think it was like that.

So I remember when I heard I was going to settle in a village, I was terribly surprised.

I thought it was rare, but by then I had already stopped talking to Sel Azam.

I met Lephia in that village.

Children of the village. I wasn't willing to get along with people's children. I was always alone. That didn't matter.

Yet he has always tried to make friends with the children of the village, sympathizing with me on his own.

I ignored him because he was depressed and he hit me.

I thought he was terrible.

I thought I'd beat him back and make him cry.

I was beaten just thinking about it.

I thought he was a really bad guy.

Refia was the one who was often angry, crying, and laughing a lot as she fluttered her flax hair.

I don't say I'm scared when I'm scared because I'm one year older, but I can't laugh when it really hurts or when I'm sad, and then I think of my sister.

Soon I was blind to such a refia.

I was definitely trying to find a gap at first and make him cry, but I quickly forgot about that.

I was enjoying being with Lephia.

If I noticed, I think we were always together.

Refia, who was not afraid of adults, quickly connected to Sel Azam as well.

With Lephia, I got more opportunities to hear all sorts of stories from Seruazam.

History, culture, flower names and animal names. From the way the sword was handled to the way it was behaved at a certain time, I was able to teach all sorts of things with Lephia from Selazam.

The frustration I had always felt had also disappeared, so that I could honestly face Cell Azam.

I wanted to stay with you for how long.

I assumed for no reason that I would be with Lefia forever.

When I turned 11, I woke up to power.

With the awakening of power, Ser Azam told me the truth.

Who my parents fought and what they defended.

It was then that I was first heard the truth that I could not accept without power.

I'm ready.

There was something I had to do.

That's why a lot of blood was shed.

I knew I had to carry it.

And that meant goodbye to Lefia.

I must return to the land of demons.

"Refia! I'll be sure to pick you up, so wait for me!

I couldn't give up. That's what I promised.

There's no guarantee I can protect you.

I don't even have the hassle to pick you up.

Still, Lefia didn't suspect me, she nodded.

That was all,... enough.

The promise and the time in the world of men became my treasure.

It was a sure force to support me.

Five years.

I put together a disturbing motherland, and I fulfilled my petition.

It was just a five-year run through.

I was lucky too. I was blessed with my people, too.

But I knew that was because the time I spent with Lefia changed me.

The suffering of the powerless. The joy of being with someone.

Lephia taught me that there are people who can be saved just by holding out their hands and calling out.

I became the Demon King.

That's why I'm here.

A land of demons that was hurt and exhausted.

We must save this land of demons with this power from now on.

For that reason, I became the Demon King.

There's no way I can pick up Lephia when I'm king of demons. I will be king of demons, and Lephia is a man of the world.

I've never forgotten a promise.

Because that promise is what held me back.

That's why I doubted my ears.

Welcome Refia as my bride.

When the story came out, I didn't think it was possible.

There's no way I can do that.

Refia is the daughter of a people.

There's no such thing as a demon king's bride.

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But I'm frightened.

If it can be done.

If that's possible.

I accepted the story, which was advanced by my subordinates.

I wasn't willing to marry anyone.

But if that's the refia.

Lefia appeared during the sight.

My whole body trembled with joy and I couldn't move one thing.

After five years she was becoming more beautiful.

I fell in love and lost my word. Come to me, I'm getting close.

Definitely, it's Lefia.

I have a real refia in front of me right now.

That's just it, I'm glad.

"It's a refia in Mariel Village, no difference."

"No. Isn't that a mistake?

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... what? No, you're not, are you?

I don't care who I look at wrong, I don't see you wrong.

... Is that it?

I have a bad feeling about it.

"Proceed before Your Majesty, kneel down and say the word of loyalty"

The Chancellor, Barlund, tells Lefia.

No, wait.... Loyalty?

Lephia... to me?

No, no, no, no, no, no. That's...

"Just kidding."

Oh, Lefia's complexion changed. Shit.

I can see the sudden loss of blood from all over my body.

Barlund further urges Lefia to remain loyal while being exposed to the icy gaze.

Shit. We have to stop it.

But how do we stop it!?

Now, do you want to praise Barlund in front of a lot of people?

... No. Do I, the Demon King, harbour Lephia, the human race, to praise Barlund?

Then the unwanted evil roots will remain.

Notice! Barlund!

Read my complexion!

No. I don't know what my complexion is because of my helmet.

Oh! Why am I wearing these helmets now!

If I didn't have a helmet, I could make eye contact with Cell Azam or Adolphus to stop Barlund!!

I resent my shallowness for trying to create an inspiring reunion.

'Cause you got a chance!

You're such a good situation!

A scene of tension in front of the Demon King.

So you're gonna want to take off your helmet and reunite with childhood taming, or something, and give it a shot!

He said he wanted to see you again more emotionally!

Why did you bother choosing the worst looking armor helmet to wear? Sounds a little bit like it, and I've been trying to be great.

That's right. Is there a gap that's more exciting over there? Because I was thinking a little bit about it! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!

I want to shoot myself to death a little while before I was floating, knowing I could see Lefia.

What should I do? It gets worse and worse.

If you don't show your face early, it might suck.

"I don't like it."

Refia clearly refused.

My head turns bright white.

Hated me? To Lefia?

The demon king?

It's a lie...... Huh? Seriously?

"You think anyone would listen to a demon king? Are you kidding me? Eh, that's a lot against you, but you can catch one of my village daughters and make a big deal out of it, you'll know the vessel!

... No, because I'm the Demon King.

I'm the Demon King, but I'm the Demon King, but for her, I'm the Demon King.

... tough to destroy even if you know it.

Refia doesn't know the Demon King is me.

So I may have no choice, but a lot of my heart is choosen by what I'm saying right now.

Easy, easy, easy. Easy, Demon King.

Take off your helmet now, calm down and say it's me...

"By and large, you did too! Demon King!"

Lephia gave me a bishy finger.

"I'm a bride. If you're going to propose to people what, you have a lot of sincerity, normal ha! Forced to bring the villagers all the way to the hostages, and that's the attitude of welcoming the bride to the bend!? No matter how embarrassing and ugly your face would be, it would be sincere to at least take your helmet and show your face - but! That's what I'm talking about! Stay totally defensive and awfully defiant! If you're ashamed of your face, wash your face and come back out for a thousand years!

You can't take off your helmet now!

What are you talking about, holding the villagers hostage? I don't know!?

... Shit.

Barlundt blurted visibly.

Adolphus can forgive me if I see him, but the way he says it, he just oils the fire.

Lephia, I'm gonna close my eyes and be ready.

Is that it? You don't like it that much!?

Somehow Barlund and Adolphus are also becoming just a bickering at the earliest.

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...... ha.

No, this is...

"No more Barlund, no more Adolphus.

I'm sorry I got up on my own.

You've been bothering me around. I'll reflect.

"That's good enough. Keep them both that far."

Let's calm down a little....... yeah.

"There seems to be a lot of difference... Let's hear more about it later. Cell Azam. Please Refia."

"Yes, sir."

Ser Azam would join me in Mariel Village and forgive Lephia well because he knows Lephia very well.

Cell Azam and Lephia exit from sight.

There was nothing wrong with the rest of the sightings and reports.

"I'll show you something ugly. I am truly sorry. Sire."

Later Barlund came to apologize for turning his face bright blue.

Although there is a lot to see, it is excellent, and there is no difference in being irreplaceable.

This time, I have the greatest responsibility for giving help and neglecting to take care of my surroundings.

I'm sorry to be honest with you.

I feel heavy thinking about what's to come.

What face should I put in a follow up?

I feel the armor helmet is very heavy.

What do I do,... this.