The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

In the northern part of Wang capital, counting by the block's toll number, in what will be District XIII, the Witch Forest is located in Witches Forest.

In practice, however, that compartment is rarely referred to as District XIII.

It is commonly called the Grand Witch Section and Grand Witch Square.

The mansions of the Seven Witches (Seven Witches) and their families line the woods with a single parcel.

The forest is inside it, and naturally ordinary people cannot get in.

A thousand years ago, in the time of the Great Empire, the land was the property of a general based on the White Wolf Peninsula.

By then, there was not a single mansion, just a wide forest surrounded by fences.

The general and his men said they enjoyed releasing animals into the woods and visiting frequently between the dimensions.

In other words, what was a hunting forest later became the carriage offered to the Queen when Siyarta Chartre took control of the land.

When then given to the clan of witches who came together, this land became the basis for the clan of witches.

Animals such as boars, once released into the forest, have been driven away, and now only small animals such as sea lions and squirrels live in moderation.

Once upon a time in Tai Ancient times, the seven witches who supported the Emperor Shamo Chartre were a family of pharmacists who harvested herbs in the forests north of the Black Sea, bought some of the animals from the hunters, and smelled medicine.

Respected as wise men of the woods, they served Shamo Chartres well and became the foundation of the later Great Empire.

Forests are the source of the medicine, and for witches who honor the descendants of the seven witches, having forests near their homes was an important element in confirming the origin (origins) of the proud clan of witches.

I left the chica because the freshly grown horn of a young stag is one of the vital biologics as an ingredient in the medicine.

But all that remained was reason, and no remnants of the begotten witches' vocation remained in the last witches to live in modernity at all.

The last clan to pass on its traditions and smell medicine was the Yurmi witch family in the kingdom of Kirchna, and such witches were not protected in the kingdom of Siyarta and had ceased to exist.

In the heart of the woods, there is one house.

A small wooden house is built in a perfectly maintained forest, where all the trees are felled and opened.

The house looked like a house made by a very well-armed carpenter, where the finest wood was used and the outer walls were carefully stretched with cedar skins.

The roof is not plated or tiled, but is repaired by natural stone.

The natural stone was a stone collected on a land called the Valley of the Beard, in the already extinct kingdom of Yalta, then a famous export.

The plate-shaped manipulation that arose on certain cliffs in the valley of the beard was highly uniform in thickness, and the Anshan rock harvested from it could be used on the roof without much processing.

Naturally, in modern times, long since the Kingdom of Yalta perished, no dwelling exists that uses such stones.

The house that was once renovated by that stone was also rebuilt, or renovated by another method of construction, and now only this one house remains.

The stones used for the roof today were purchased and stocked in large quantities by the present witch ancestors at the time the kingdom of Yalta perished.

Using the architectural laws of the Great Imperial period to build houses like those of the time, no matter how much money they cost, is a small pride for the witches.

The wooden house, which cannot be said to be more durable than stone construction, had been built there after several rebuilds and repairs, almost unchanged from nine hundred years earlier.

Speaking of unusual things, there was no longer a room with all the biopharmaceutical shelves and mixing tools, which was called the dispensing room, so it became a vault.

Inside that house were now gathered six witches.

Villa Marmaset

Charles Charleville

Keygle Carsfit

Jula Lachramanus

Gula Temper

Kiki Enfilet.

The heads of every house but Gudanvier were gathering under one roof now.

"It's not like that. Then I told Non to use it and I missed it."

Keigle Carsfit finished his explanation.

The word is not modern Shan.

It was ancient Shan.

Ancient Shan language was commonly used in nightclubs gathered and held in this house (Sabat).

The ancient Shan language must naturally be spoken, since a witch is the heir to a culture that continues from the Great Empire and is the seven houses at its apex.

Unscholars who are unable to do so to that extent have no right to speak. supposedly.

"Well... that'll make your place bitter"

Kiki Enfilet said.

The Enfilet family has many positions in the Royal Castle and if Keigle Carsfitt's words are correct, they are least upset about the family business.

It was thought to be quite cheap in the future.

"What are we going to do now?

"I don't know... I don't know"

The family business of the Carsfits is almost all Second Army, and perhaps from now on, Second Army will be dismantled.

It's impossible to think in common sense to leave it as it is.

For example, the family business of the Carsfit family is going to be completely lost, and if we ran out of storage from now on, we could have lost the clan royal party exposed.

Simply put, it was the Carsfit family that took the most damage.

"Why don't you just wake me up as a private soldier? I'll hire you in a little bit."

Villa Marmaset said.

The Second Army is also responsible for the security of the Witch Forest, as well as the role of military police in the Wang capital.

The rental of private soldiers was expected to be in demand because they would be gone.

"From now on, you might want to call me a mercenary. Well, more or less, we all have to change our jobs -"

"I don't care about that!

Charles Charleville blocked Villa's words, gave her a gold cut and slapped her desk.

Everyone is not surprised by the merits of the year.

Jula Lachramanus, the youngest, was the only one who reacted with Vikri.

"Guuuuuu."

Charles Charleville was about to get up, but his breath rapidly became painful because of his old age, and he sat back in his chair.

She turned one hundred and twenty this year.

Ninety years ago, the talented woman, who made her name heard as a conspirator, was now breathlessly gasping.

"... ha, ha. Is your interaction with the papal realm exposed to Yuri Howe or not? That's what we should discuss now. How many people already know that? The six of us here, Boff and Noza..."

Charles Charleville looked bitterly.

"Damn... so I told you... we shouldn't involve them"

"... what are you going to do now? At that time, you agreed reluctantly. After the assassination, I had to prepare for the Howe and Rube families."

said Gula Temper.

The Tempers have strong rights to the harbour of the King's capital.

The proposal to bring in Boff and Noza's masters was what she put out.

"I should have ignored it. If you're going to fall asleep here, you're gonna have to move anyway."

"You've come together to talk about if the Howe and Rube get pinched down, there's no winning. Without the contract, Boff would pass through Rube's army. I thought you were gonna get hit."

Gula Temper was still young and now in her seventies.

She is not good at ancient Shan language and has become a habit of speaking the same phrase over and over again.

In Ghula Temper's opinion, even if we have exhausted the Howe family, there is still a wing of gutsy generals.

It was the reasoning that it was the Rube family, and that if there was the art of assassinating both houses time after time, but if that was not possible, the Rube family's movements must be stopped.

"Charlene, I didn't tell you it was over. It was done with Sabato's consent."

says Villa Marmasset.

She was in the strongest position of the night club (Sabat) and sat at the top of the table.

Even with Sabato's consent, the Gudanvier family is missing there.

Ignoring the Seven Witches' Covenant, Seven Witches Promise, was contraindicated to the witches here, but some custom says traitors to the whole witch can be eliminated (purged).

By interpreting it broadly, Gudanvier decided to take it off.

"I agree that the Crusaders should not be exposed. We don't have a second army anymore. Don't forget they can do anything."

Villa says as she looks at Keigle Carsfit.

He said himself that he risked his life for the last time to go kill Yuri Howe, but he didn't really believe it.

"Isn't it the same for Noza, Boff, and the rest of us who get in trouble if we expose them? I've got the Duke. There's no leak from the top down there. It's not that scary."

said Gula Temper.

"Sure. If you're thinking about the future, they'd be smarter to keep their mouths shut. You'll have that kind of head."

Villa agrees.

"What's the idea of escape...?

The first person here to open his mouth today was Jula Lachramanus.

Younger than anyone else on this occasion.

Next, only half of the young Gula Temper lived, a witch who had just graduated from this correctional institution.

The face would have been cut with a blade, scarred.

"Che......"

and it was Charlene Charleville who gave the tongue.

The fact that some teeth were missing made me tongue like a sucker.

"I would accept both the Bov and Noza families. Don't you even know that much? Or are you going to ask Yuri Howe to send you to Issa Island?"

Shipping to Issa Lonely Island was now partitioned by the Hou company of Yuri, so it could only cross via the Hou family.

Because of the overwhelmingly low incidence of accidents caused by space-faring flights compared to flights on traditional voyages, other ships became obsolete in just a few years.

Shipping to Issa Lonely Island is now not a life-threatening journey.

Next to those who were coming and going like walks next door, there was no one who wanted to make a life-threatening voyage.

"So, but... Yuri Hou is..."

"Holy shit. The zama...... Damn, Ruger's crying in the shadow of the grass leaves. Poor thing."

"... excuse me"

Jula Lachramanus got nagged.

Surrounded by a thousand witches in Haiqian Mountain, Jula was too weak, and her memory of shame in the whole university chess battle didn't stop cooling. Ruje's death, and her appointment to the Lord, kept ridiculing her at night clubs (Sabato) and shriveled away.

"What happened to the prestige when I brought that document?"

"You had a good prestige then. When I could return my interest to Yuri Howe, I was motivated. Can't wait to get scared right now."

Charleville and Marmassette, cursed by the two ancients, Jula sneers even more.

My head seemed to do something about it.

"He said he missed Yuri Howe, but he went to the morgue of the body and stabbed his parents in the stomach. Did you have any grudges? I don't know how you feel, but what would you think if Yuri Howe saw the body..."

Kiki Enfilet says.

Kiki, in this facade of companionship, is not comfortable with young abuse by ancient ginseng, and has helped Jula from time to time at previous nightclubs (Sabato).

Still, I could not help but say directly on this matter.

"Oh, you did that..."

Gula Temper sighed.

This is information I learned because I am an Enfilet with particular roots in the royal castle, and anyone other than Marmaset and Charleville, whom Kiki had consulted beforehand, was information I had not yet heard.

"Couldn't you have imagined that Yuri Howe might be in this situation when he ran away? If you did it after you found out about the newspaper, you wouldn't be able to save it."

"Ugh..."

Jula keeps her head down so she can get a headache.

In Jula's head, fear of Yuri Howe and the pressure exerted by the heads of the witches was already about to come to light.

Gi -.

So, basically, the cabin door opened.

Five eyes gather at the door.

There he was, an old woman with a cane.

It was Louida Gudanvier.

"You..."

says Villa Marmasset.

"You don't tell me, you seem to be doing a lot of fun. Let me sit down."

Louida had a bloody face and sat in her own chair where only one was empty.

I sat down because it was the closest last seat to the entrance, so I had to walk short.

The Gudanvier family had been removed, so their seats weren't packed.

For a long time, that last seat was Louida's fixed position.

It was because the Gudanvier family was a smaller house than any other.

"What are you doing here?"

Villa says.

Between these two there has been an ancient obsession, and they are still unfamiliar.

"I'm here to see the idiots in the first seat. Those who drown say they grab straw too... Cook, that's what I've been doing to the merchants, but it works for the Big Witch."

Louida laughed with pleasure as if to clear up her previous depression.

The Gudanvier family is now being treated as inferior, but it has not always been so.

Gudanvier's family business was originally real estate.

The ancestors, who came to the peninsula nine hundred years ago, acquired land on the outskirts of Wangdu, which had not yet been urbanized, in anticipation of the future expansion of Wangdu.

In the world at the time, there was widespread anxiety about moving forward, and there was no movement to invest in a less liquid asset called real estate.

I spent most of the money I brought in on it, but when I became the next generation, Sibyak's expansion reached the land, from which I began to earn steady revenues as a landlord.

The prosperity of the Gudanvier family began there, buying one King's Capital property after another, selling, or lending, and at one time extremes prosperity.

It was Louida's predecessors who ruined it.

From now on, I took the liberty of thinking that the trade would be profitable, and I sold the first-class land, the golden tree I owned because of it, to other witches one after the other.

The fleet, which poured that gold like hot water to complete, has been in deficit for a long time.

Especially since the trade, which started without any prospects such as this, had not decided what to buy and where to sell it, just to get lost.

Almost all of Gudanvier's assets disappeared as a result of continuing to do business with Dallas without losing any money.

When it came to Luida's place, all that remained was about the finely sliced land like pieces of paper rose throughout the king's capital and the seat of the executive officer in the royal castle, which was given over time.

Louida relied on it alone, collecting gold and rebuilding the house little by little.

When I was younger, when I inherited my parents, I even put up billboards the size of a glass of fine land and recruited advertisers.

In the meantime, he began to defile executive positions, hire rogues to threaten shopkeepers and force them to advertise.

But I still had few original hands and couldn't keep up with the rest of the house until the end.

Gudanvier's house was rebuilt compared to a time, but the reality is that it will be degraded compared to the other seven great witches.

And his grandson, who should entrust the next generation, betrayed Louida and went as if in a different direction.

Louida's disappointment at that time was unspeakable in words.

"It was bad to put Gudanvier outside the mosquito net. But the bad news is your daughter. We were desperate, too."

Charlene Charleville said.

"I don't think so, Mrs. Charles. I'd rather be thankful. We'll stay intact."

Charles Charleville is five years older than Louida.

At this age, it seemed like there was no difference in age to that extent, but sometimes when we were younger, the houses were next to each other, and we were close.

Calling me a Charlene woman was a remnant of what I used to call my Charlene sister when I was younger.

"What will remain intact? It's not much of a house."

"Your place won't be crushed. I'm almost there."

"Unfortunately, you won't be crushed. Yuri Howe has come to flatter us. Sorry to hear that."

Villa Marmasset said, distorting her face uncomfortably.

Marmaset is a house that has grown up rooting for city merchants and allowing them to gain width through intimidation and more.

Villa became a parent about ten years earlier than Louida and bought a lot of land from Louida's predecessors.

Louida asked for deliberation that when she took office as head of the family, she was violating the Seven Witches' Covenant, Seven Witches Promise, by saying that the land she had bought and beaten under her feet at the end of her predecessor's life was too cheap.

Since then, there has been no decisive conflict, but there have been rival feelings of the same generation, somewhat unfriendly.

"Ha... how could I say that with confidence. Have you ever seen Yuri Howe? I told you in person. I don't suppose you've even spoken a word."

Louida sees Jula Lachramanus.

"The lady there, she's a hell of an idiot, but I know about Yuri Howe myself. So this is how I'm decently scared. Maybe it's better than you."

Jula flaunted herself as she was told the story.

She was confident. She's nowhere to be found in the past.

As Louida said, I was sure I was seeing something different from the other five.

"What are you trying to say? I didn't tell you what to do."

Villa Marmasset said as irritating.

I didn't care how Louida looked like she'd won.

For a little over the past seventy years, Villa has always been up there and Louida has been down there.

The difference was gradually filled, but its upside down was not reversed.

Being looked down on by Louida was intolerable.

"That kid is a guy who beats me back if he beats me up. I don't know if he's left beaten up."

When Louida said so, the look on the faces of the five witches gave the color of nervousness.

"If they hit me, I'll beat you back, if they kill you back... that's what we've been doing. And yet, in a place like this, it's convenient to consolidate one. Cook......"

Louida laughs fun-filled.

"I can't believe we're discussing that, whether you give me the right cheek or the left cheek. If it's funny, I won't."

Villa's eyebrows distorted, staring at Louida.

"Louida, did you sell us?"

When Villa said so, Louida stopped laughing.

"Hmm," he sighed small, staring at Villa like she was bored.

"I'm part of the witch. It would be our pride to keep the Seven Witches' covenant, Seven Witches Promise, no matter what... but we don't even have to sell it. That kid has my secret. She knows all about the Witch Forest. This was the playground."

Louida didn't do anything, in fact.

I didn't hear anything from anyone, I just came here using a handkerchief to independently sense.

Louida had been able to observe things more calmly than anyone else from a step outside because she had been removed from this conspiracy.

"No..."

Jula, saying so, rose out of her chair and looked at the window.

"No! You're already here!?

Outside the window I did not see the light of the pine lights.

However, a month short of half a moon illuminates the grass between us and the woods.

Even the light of the moon could see the glow of heterogeneous metals glowing in the woods.

The shadow surrounded the cabin in a faraway winding.

Gi -.

The cabin door opened slowly.