The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Two days after that, when it was time to go back to noon, the apartment was picking up one carriage with all the fuss.

Luke and Suzuya must have come, I knew right away.

If Luke comes this way alone, it is common for him to come in a sassy half-day aboard an eagle, but not if Suzuya also comes.

The eagle can't have two passengers, so the two of us will come in a carriage.

Sometimes when the couple have to attend an event, they always come to the King's Capital this way, but they are blunt-footed carriages, so it takes about three days in a hurry and four days when they relax.

The carriage, not in the grand queue of fame, but ridden by humans of as much standing as Luke, comes accompanied by about thirty lightly dressed bird cavalry and about seventy infantry.

The cavalry is a light outfit because Kakedri is less physically fit than a horse, so he can't march for days with a heavily armed human on his back with more iron.

Then you can ride a horse, which is the story, but the area is still the same as the Daimyo queue, and this is what seems to happen with priority being given to good looks.

Either that's because there's a trend where knights on tri are more formatted than knights on horses.

As a matter of fact, horses weigh a lot heavier than cakedri, so there is a part of the horse that has more impact than horses if they stick into a group of infantry or something.

So as far as I'm concerned, I don't know about this faith, but there's a history of not being able to deal with the bow cavalry of a horseback riding nation without cakedri, so there's a part of it that I can't help.

The queue of Luke and Suzuya coming is not even an official festival, if you ask me, it's normal business, so once you align about the separate mansion, Luke will say a word gently about the labor and dissolve immediately.

Personnel who have been involved in guarding change with personnel who have previously been guarding separate mansions and will work as gatekeepers and so on for some time to come, but since this assignment also includes vacations in the capital of the King of Flowers, it is rarely difficult except for occasional night shifts.

Anyway, there is so much free time because there is no training-like training, you are free to go out on a day off almost every two days, or you can even stay out in time for a morning call.

You can also go to a whorehouse in Wangdu for a stay.

Naturally, in the event of an emergency, there will be an immediate total mobilization, which will crush the rest of the day, but there are always extra people in the normal course of business.

It is a 24-hour security, but since it is a four-straight system, that is, you can work six hours a day two days, and within those six hours two hours are breaks.

When the soldiers arrived in the king's capital, many of them quickly went to the city because they did not even have the work for a few days after arrival.

Of, I should have, but when I opened the front door to pick him up, things were different.

I should be done talking about Luke by now, but the soldiers are looking at me, all the way in line.

It doesn't seem to be dissolved.

Luke and Suzuya were there before the soldiers who remained aligned.

"Yuri......!

When Suzuya found me with the front door open, she ran over and hugged me in a way that was impressive.

I was much taller now, and when I was hugged, Suzuya's forehead hit me around the clavicle.

"Mother..."

"I was worried..."

Suzuya was crying lightly.

That's not an act.

No, it's not an act.

I don't know how to take Suzuya's tears.

"Excuse me. I'm sorry for your concern."

"It's okay. This is how you came back."

When Suzuya said so, she let go of the arms she was embracing.

What? What?

Suzuya slapped me to pinch my shoulder, kneeling from shoulder to arm and from arm to foot, slapping me with her bread and hands.

"I don't think you're hurt."

Was the injury confirmed?

"Uh, a little behind your feet. But it's okay now."

"What, really... Huh!? Are you all right?

Suzuya seemed only worried.

"It's okay, because it's okay. I don't even need a cane anymore."

"Yes... oh, but I'm glad. Great... there's nothing else in life..."

"Yes, there isn't"

Come to think of it, when I crashed and started acting with Carol, they thought I was dead.

In the first half, well, it was a treatment of missing, but in the second half, it was thought to be almost hopeless.

Of course, but you worried a lot.

"Suzuya"

Luke, watching from behind, put his hand on Suzuya's shoulder as he said so.

Yuri, you're back.

"Yes, Father"

"For now, it's not here. Talk inside."

I tried to hold Suzuya's shoulder and urged her inside.

Well, it does feel like soldiers' eyes hurt.

Even if it hurts, I'm not staring at it with an accusatory eye, but rather a respectful gaze, but either way, I don't deserve to have time without family water.

"Good luck with your escort assignment. Disband me."

When Luke only looked back at his neck and said so, the temporary soldier captain (the escort combines several platoons to form a temporary formation) turned to the soldier,

"Then disperse all but those in charge!

said, then the platoon captain gave light instructions to his men, and the soldiers rose apart.

Usually, Luke feels casual and says, "Well, enjoy the king's capital. Don't take your wings off too much," he added lightly, "but not this time.

As we passed the entrance hall to a place like the reception room where we could calm down and talk secretly, the three of us sat on the couch.

"Oh man, I'm relieved you seem safe anyway"

And Luke said in relief.

In the meantime, don't worry, something like that.

In this world, where information can only be communicated by hearsay, there are parts of the world that can be relieved without actually checking with your eyes for something.

"Don't make my parents worry too much, but I just want to say. It's a more worrying job for parents than it used to be..."

It seemed Luke to describe the knight as a job,

Normally, for a knight, the description of work is unfamiliar.

It is normal to feel like birth rather than a profession.

In other words, you are born with an identity, not a choice.

"Is your leg really okay?

"It still stings, but it looks fine. Well, it'll leave a mark."

"What..."

Suzuya, who I heard would leave marks, looked anxious.

Shit.

"Suzuya, I'm talking about the back of my foot. There's nothing to be done where the marks left off."

Luke said calmly.

Well, sure, it's not your face or anything, it's behind your feet.

Unless you have a facial tumor and you start talking, I don't even care.

"Yes, it is."

Did Suzuya think so, too, and she got back on her feet in a queasy manner.

Suzuya is a farmer, not a character who cares about too much detail.

Something was flat for me when Luke cut his arm off when I was a kid with the grass mowing around the house.

Now I wonder why our sickles and knives tasted so slashed that they were unusual because Luke was sharpening them with a finishing grinding wheel like sharpening a spear or a short knife.

"You showed it to the doctor, didn't you? Stick it off and suture it, it's gonna be tough."

"Oh, they say that's okay"

I don't know if the nervous system has sequelae and the paralysis will remain or not, but there doesn't seem to be any fingers that won't move, and I think it's okay.

"Then you're almost safe. Good."

"Yes. I've managed to be safe"

"I'm so glad. You know, Yuri, we can be together all day, right?

"I can stay. I have already seen His Majesty, so I intend to cure him today or so."

"Then I'll make you dinner today."

Ooh.

Glad. Somehow, I was surprisingly happy myself.

You can eat as many delicious things as you want in the Wang capital, but if you're in a separate residence, even if something above the standard comes out silently, after all, a mother's hand cooking is something extraordinary.

Suzuya is also purely unusual, as she has barely stood in the kitchen and held a knife since she became the wife of the general's head.

"I'm glad. I feel like eating so much."

"Luke... okay?

And, Suzuya pointed the water at Luke.

Again, from a standpoint, it's not very nice for Suzuya to stand in the kitchen herself.

It's not suitable for your status, and the clothes you're simply wearing are too good for cooking. From the standpoint, I can't go out in public wearing worn clothes, etc., and I have various troublesome marks.

"This would be a good day or so. I'm looking forward to it too."

"Well, I'll rent the kitchen soon."

Suzuya left the room with a wiggle.

"Good."

Good?

"What is it? Is this about being able to eat your mother's hand cooking?

"No, there's something hard to talk about in front of Suzuya. You don't have to know about the bloody story of war."

Well, that's right.

I don't want to talk either. I'm just worried.

"So, how'd it go? The war."

I've seen it with the kind of eyes Luke explores.

I'm serious at all times.

"I let the stardust die"

When I say that first,

"Oh... well. It was your first eagle. That's hard."

And Luke said, looking a little out of his mind.

"Yes."

"An eagle is a truly emotional animal. The eagle sees people and learns people. Especially that eagle."

Sure, the stardust wasn't particularly strong or big body, but it was clever.

"Did you give me that kind of eagle specifically?

"I thought it was hard on the product, but I thought Yuri and I would feel it."

Eagles are prone to derogatory or abrupt habits if they are too smart.

However, it is also of a long and short nature as a selling side because it is more memorable to be smart, it perceives a lot with minimal manipulation, and it can be easier to do complex manubas.

Not bad, but if you want to sell, you have to pick a buyer.

"Smart eagles choose their husbands. If you don't like being kept, don't look at the gap and get away with it. I could see that the eagle was growing well."

"Was the stardust happy?"

I heard that I had no benefit either.

"I don't know."

And Luke said.

"In the first place, we're talking about whether it's eagle happiness to fly people. Well, it must be annoying if you think about it normally. It's simply heavy, and you'll live trapped in a basket. I can't even fly like that."

That is certainly true, so that the bird basket birds do not freely fly through the great sky, nor do the great eagles that are kept have the opportunity to fly through the great sky without people on board.

They may escape, so humans won't let them go.

Come to think of it, it's a terrible story.

"But when it comes to people not liking to ride, it's not like I hate them so much. As you know, there's no way a conditioned eagle can fly away as soon as he releases his reins. If I shake off the rider, it's enough to come down to where I fell off."

In the cavalry, the rider is still immature, so he often doesn't have a good relationship with the eagle, and when he let go of the reins, he flew away. There are many accidents that

But when I was helping Luke with his ranch, not a single such eagle.

"In the wild, rice has to be gained from hunting. There's a territorial dispute, and if you get hurt, you die. Overwintering doesn't mean you can do it indoors without wind. It's true you can live longer under breeding than the wild."

Luke, every time his own eagle died, I guess he thought the same thing about me.

From Luke's narrative, it seemed like he could see the footprints of thought he had stepped on in the past.

"Well... in the end, you're not sure. Even humans don't know what the dead guy was thinking."

"Right."

"I also want to think that working patterns, eagles are happy to be kept... well, all I can actually do is make it as good as possible while I'm alive"

I'll make it better.

It's an abstract idea.

Perhaps resting, but in advance, Luke continued.

"Yuri was doing well enough. I guarantee you that."

"Yes."

It's restless what Luke said, but I guess that's what he thought.

"Well, the eagle thing is good. What I want to hear is about the war. They must have killed people or been killed."

And Luke said something weird.

Luke doesn't like war, but he's not denying it, and of course he's not an irresistible believer, so this isn't blaming me.

"You must have also had a hard time living or dying. What do you say, um... you don't like it anymore?

I wonder what it is.

"I don't like it...? Normally, I don't want to see you like that again."

"It's not. Right...... did you start to think that you don't want to kill people again or get involved with war?

Uh, you know what?

Is that what you're worried about?

Given how Luke left the Cavalry, that may be of course of concern.

"No, I don't hate it in that sense. I'll fight if I have to..."

"Right..."

"Here's the thing, if the same thing happens again, I'm going to do better, but I don't want to get away with it"

"... that's fine. If you don't like war, killing, fighting, doing a general's head is just boring."

Well, that's right.

These kinds of jobs are often enviable to others, but unsuitable for humans.

Someone who gets nerdy in an iron fire can't help being a yakuza.

Speaking of that view, Luke shouldn't have been suitable for his current job.

"Is that it? I'm going to succeed the Howe, or what?"

"Right. Well, not right away, but if you're gonna do that, you'd better take over within a few years of graduating."

Within a few years?

You can still stretch a lot.

"What about your father? Do you feel like you don't like your job right now and you can't help it?"

If you don't like it and you can't help it, I want to free you as soon as possible.

That would help Suzuya too.

"Um, not as much as I hate you, but I knew it wasn't for you. Luckily, Yuri has a good reputation, so I'm doing well."

What does my reputation have to do with it?

"What does my reputation have to do with anything?

"There's a lot of it. Otherwise, I'll be connected until Yuri succeeds me. I don't know what to say before, but if we didn't do much, we might have been discussing who to make Sham's son-in-law by now."

I hate that.

"Didn't they?

"It hasn't. Mr. Satsuki hates political marriage."

"I see."

"Plus, Her Majesty's intentions. When we talk about rubbing the inner circle and maybe other than Yuri will inherit, there will be a cross spear."

"Does that make sense?"

The House of Howe has an independent autonomy, although the House of Howe is entrusted to His Majesty the Queen with the throne of heaven.

The Queen does not have the right to nominate the head of the House of Howe, and if I say it, I will report that "O O O is going to be the next head" in an ex-post consensual manner, and the Queen will give her only the promise and the heaven.

I will never do the throne without responding stubbornly to the discussion, I will not admit it as a heir, nor will I do the epic ceremony. When it comes to being able to do that, I don't know because I don't actually have an example of doing that.

For example, if I say that I would never admit that the Royal Side is the second son, as I have had the eldest son of a hundred victories in action and the second son of a sex madness who is only all foolish no matter how anyone sees it, it would be a lot of mess.

That is a line that should not be exceeded as a strike on a general, so if you look at history, it would have been a different response if you had made an obsolescence recommendation before that to wage war and assassinate him.

"Well, in the end, it's up to us. I have to take some account of it. I knew it was bad luck to turn against the royal family."

Well, I guess so.

"Her Majesty the Queen looked at it the other day and seemed very tired."

"Well, I guess the hardships are constant. It's harder to deal with the witches all the time, think about the war, and be decent. Thank you for your time."

"That's right. Indeed."

If I were in the same position, I'd probably go crazy.

If I were you, I'd send out soldiers and sweep all the witches and stuff before I lost my mind, but she seems like the type to put up with.

And that's where I remembered.

"Oh, speaking of which, it may be a long time ago, but didn't one person come?

"Oops, I was. I forgot. You mean Gino. How dare you pick it up?"

Gino is the man we met in the woods when we went to Kirchna under sight before the war.

I wrote a letter of introduction to the Howe family, saying that we were burning together and thinking of a clerk.

"What's wrong with that guy? Did you hire one?

Even when it comes to references, I just wrote you to interview me, so I don't know if you're hiring.

"Adopted. They're working by my side. I don't have any real experience. It helps to be a person outside the Howe family and have experience in action by my side"

"That would have been nice."

"Even when it comes to the Howe family, they end up thinking about their home. Not bad people...... They have their marks, too, and I don't think about the whole Howe family."

It would mean the best position as an advisor.

The Howe family has as much experience in action as they can, of course, but they all have their own homes, and they are also representatives of the interests of their own.

I can't count on their advice, which is weird, but there's something you're saying about what you're gonna get.

In that regard, if it is Gino, he is a stranger in a good way, so I can expect advice without any bias.

I guess it feels like an external consultant.

"Nevertheless, I am not the former head of the general. How dare you? I've caught him."

"It just so happens."

"No, it must be fate."

Destiny?

Something came up all of a sudden, a sad word.

"Ha, Father, did you even begin with a weird religion?

"Don't tear it up."

"No, it's not a tear."

I'm one way or another, the concept of destiny, etc. is someone I've laughed at with my nose, so maybe I feel like I'm making a fool of myself.

"He's enthusiastic. Not under someone, but someone who has been eager to strategize and lead people. One thing makes sense, one thing makes sense."

Sure, you had that place.

"The Legion of the Howe family has had plenty of people, and it's time to finish. With his advice, by the time I give you the Howe family, the military system will be pretty much better. Think about it."

I wonder what it feels like to be fateful.

Fate is pushing my back.

The wind is blowing. Sure, steady.

No, no, no, I didn't blow it.

That might look like a chase wind reference record from a side view, but I'm struggling, too, and I don't feel like I'm being pushed by mysterious powers.

Instead, I feel like I'm getting in the way all the time and I feel like I'm moving on.

"Well, if as many people as your father thinks so, maybe so."

Let's keep this topic appropriately flushed.

"I'm not really thinking about it either. Listening to this one...... Oh, I did. I'm talking about something that doesn't matter."

As I realized once again, Luke said.

"I need to hear more about it than that. From his mouth."

"Are you talking about souvenirs... hey, that's all I've been doing in the last few days"

"That's a good idea. Till Suzuya finishes cooking."

Because he said he'd stick it out and make it...

It's going to be so long.