The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"Don't fuck with me."

I was in a witch's cabin.

The large room with about half the cabin has a large desk and chairs lined up around it.

The desk was a rounded rectangular round table, made of wood never seen in Siyalta.

After a long period of use, the thick painted varnish has a dark texture.

Probably from the South, and this is also a piece of history.

"You have a face I've seen..."

I walked up to Jula Lachramanus, who was in the middle of nowhere.

The once petty expression has disappeared and now beeps and teeth with fright and fear.

I approached Jula's seat and gently touched her thin neck from behind.

"Hi-ha!

Bikun and his shoulder bounced hard.

There's an old cause for this guy.

I heard you took over as a parent, but, well, if you're a parent, you're here.

"... I didn't think you were there either. Louida Gudanvier"

I turned to Gudanvier's grandmother on the other side of the desk.

Oh, there he is.

Louida is looking back at me with a funny face.

"Were you cooperating too...? Then it's gonna change the story."

"No, because you were going to see something interesting today. Just trying to get here."

Yeah, well, okay.

"... you don't have a chair"

When I say,

"I was wondering if it was in the next room."

And Myalo, who had refrained near the entrance, served well.

I walked around my desk and opened the door to the next room.

It's dark because there's no light.

Trying to pick up the lights, Enrique, who had followed him with Tileto, knelt down deliberately and offered him a lamp.

I'm not even willing to say thank you, but take it silently and illuminate the room.

It was an odd room with sloppy bookcases and exhibition cases.

Would you call it a room of wonder (Vunderkammer)?

There's a line of glass exhibit cases that I don't really know about.

I wondered if there was a brooch fitted with large gems, and next to it there was a thin, dirty necklace made of thin sheet of iron.

I guess historical value is recognized and put aside.

There was a chair in the room to sit and watch.

I hold it with one hand and go back to my room.

Opposite the entrance, headed for the upper seat.

"Pack it."

I told Keagle Carsfit I met him during the day.

Right or left, it could have been either, because there was a super old Charleville in the left hand seat and waiting for her to move seemed like a hassle.

"Look, move it."

I tell Villa Marmasset, who was sitting on the most prominent seat.

"You give me an order..."

I grabbed the back of Villa's head and hit a thoughtful desk.

Even overripe fruits, called gushi, convey a crushed feeling to the arms.

"Is that also the kind of faith a witch is...? Sounds like a knight wouldn't hurt a witch...... sure, that was right. Until ten days ago..."

I grab Villa's hair and peel it off my desk.

"We didn't do this because His Majesty the Queen was there - maybe you weren't aware, but you guys have always been protected by His Majesty Simoney. That's gone. Don't think I'll forgive you."

The Howe family has always offered spears, pledged allegiance and obeyed the royal family.

So no matter how much he didn't care about the king's capital, he didn't march in and exorcise it.

I didn't complain about anyone, even if my precious second son was useless because of his crap.

But no more royalty.

There is no law to protect these people.

"Gu......"

Villa is sitting in a chair with a nosebleed.

"If you want to kill me, just kill me"

"I guess this is how it is because I need to talk to you before I do. Now move with your chair, Baba."

When I let go of my head to throw it away, Villa moved with a chair herself, expressing her disapproval in an attitude.

I put my chair where Villa was again and sit back.

"Hey, Tyreto. Tie everyone but Baba in Gudanvier. Just tie the back and torso of the chair."

"Yes."

Tileto replied, holding the rope, and began tying Kiki Enfilet's belly first.

"... don't do it. You don't have to do this to get away with it."

"- I'm really angry. If you want to die a little less painful, keep your mouth shut."

"... I get it."

Kiki Enfilet seemed to be relatively submissive and then stopped arguing.

"Before we get down to business, let me ask you one thing. You humiliated my parents' bodies..."

When I said that, my emotions got too expensive and I didn't happen to have a twinge stimulus running on my nose.

The thought of not wanting to expose the ugliness in front of these guys came to my chest, trying to stifle my emotions, but tears and runny nose seeped in.

Pity.

But when I thought about Luke and Suzuya, I couldn't stop.

"Who did you degrade... I hear the Great Witch (Oh, my God) came into the morgue with power..."

When I said that, of the five witches, three glanced at Jula.

Right... I knew it was this guy.

Well, that's about all I can think about on purpose.

I got up from the chair.

"Hih! No, it's not me!!

"Shut up."

Jula, whose order had not yet come to be tied, fell out of her chair as I walked over.

"Stop! Stay away from me!!

"Don't crawl to the ground. Here, stand up."

I grabbed my clothes collar and forced Jula to stand up.

Pick up the fallen chair and do it behind Jula.

"Sit down. Don't worry... I won't kill you"

"Ah... ah..."

Jula was rattling and trembling as she stood.

The eyes are looking somewhere so as not to tie the statue, and the hands placed in front of his face to protect his head are trembling especially loudly.

Is it a real escape?

I won't let you. I'll knock you up whether you pass out or not.

"Sit down."

With her hands on Jula's shoulder and pressing down with force, Jula sat down in her chair very hard.

"Ah... stop... don't kill me"

"I told you I wouldn't kill you..."

This is like a special service.

I have trouble getting the main dish to eat.

"A little bit, maybe it hurts, but heh, heh!

I stabbed Jula in the thigh with the knife I was holding on her hips.

A short knife in a bundle of three sentences that has deliberately spilled a blade penetrates Jula's thigh and sews it with her chair.

"A, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!!

Jula exclaimed.

Do both hands to keep the wound under control and round your back so that you can do the pain.

"Look, put it on your desk. It would be strange to sit there."

When I held Jula's sewn chair back, I lifted every Jula and delivered it to where she was originally sitting.

"Aah, Ku - there he is!!"

"Tireto. Tie him up, let him bite even the monkey monkey"

When ordered, Tileto skipped the order and began tying Jula.

From Jula's eyes, tears are pouring out.

It was as if I was mourning my most unhappy self in the world.

I'll go back to my old seat and sit in my chair.

"Well, I'm done for the wild...... let's get down to business. I'll tell you in advance, don't pinch your mouth. I don't know what I'm gonna do."

I started talking to him after I prefaced.

"I'm thinking about the future of governance. I've been hanging out with you guys for a long time too... poor thing, I didn't imagine I'd serve that up... I've figured it out. Your weapons are connections, they're roots."

Look around the witches.

No one opens their mouth and they are magically listening to my words.

"You're a witch, you grow as long as you have roots no matter how many times you prune it, you're like persistent grass. It's a troublesome plant that parasitizes the country... If I let you go into the field like this, you'll never be able to take it back. If I let him go wild for a year, he'll root again... and then I'll be as hard as His Majesty Simoney to put out."

Queen Simoney wasn't just incapable of reaching out to a witch because she was incompetent.

Various customs, rituals, and practices… In various places, the root of the witch was supposed to enter and the mechanism would not work without the witch.

If the Queen had considered witches to be a must for the operation of this country, that is not true.

Perhaps Queen Simoney did not consider it a must and still considered it more harmful.

Witches weren't mandatory, but they needed them.

Tentatively, at that point, the situation could be that the country would not move without a witch, and since it was necessary each time, the witch was used.

That normalizes, and bad habits become habits.

If it becomes a habit, it leads to tolerance.

That was a toleration that Queen Simoney had long before she began ruling.

Queen Simoney was at least questioning that tolerance and trying to stop.

However, even if we look at folds and try to improve them and create a system to replace them, we are hampered.

I guess it was like an irresistible addiction.

Now that I think about it, Queen Simoney has suffered a lot from planking.

I go on.

"The only way to drive you guys out is now that the country has been turned upside down and the roots have been dug up.

If you were doing what a dick about a trial, you guys would root again.

So I'm gonna kill all of you today. Unfortunately, I can't let you see my daughter or grandson.

Today, from now on, you guys will die in this cabin.

Be prepared. I'll kill you even if you're not ready...

Perhaps you guys have wondered now.

If so, why is this guy talking for a long time now?

I thought you wanted me to ask you why you would kill me, in a way that you would purposefully declare...

No, it's not.

Then I'll say nothing and kill you all.

They killed my parents, took revenge on me for keeping my wife down, and I just go home clearing my worries.

I'm not gonna talk like this. "

I looked around at the witches and went on.

"... what I'm talking about is thinking about what happened after I killed him.

I wondered what to do with the other witches.

If I just killed you guys, those guys would try to root again.

Even if you don't empower yourself in the royal castle, a second or third parent may be born and the same thing will happen.

So I'm going to kill and uproot all the witches I catch, even if they say I'm a ghost in the afterlife.

You know what I mean? Imagine that.

Kill them all. Dig a hole in the outskirts of the Wang capital, or let the witch dig herself, kill them all, good or bad, and then throw them in the hole and bury them.

This is not a fantasy. I'm going to issue an order tomorrow morning and move it into action.

Parallel to the remnants of the Second Army hunt, the Army is used to wash the King's capital in total.

The remnants of the Second Army send them to the garrison on Howe territory, and the witch sends them to the grave.

Either way, I was going to hunt for the remnants of the Second Army. I'll do it with you anyway.

If it was because I did too much to ramble you guys, then it's because you did too much to get me into this crime.

You executed that conspiracy without any understanding from Myalo or the King's sword.

I value that arm very much.

That's why I want to turn down my hindsight worries.

If you guys don't respond to anything right now, I'll definitely carry out the massacre.

This is how I talk to you guys, not to do it. "

This is where the real deal started.

"I am almost certain that you are traitors connected to the Crusaders. I don't know what the terms were..."

When I said it, the witches reacted more or less.

Charlene Charleville and others only moved their eyebrows slightly, but Jula Lachramanus gave a face as to why she knew - Louida Gudanvier was apparently the first ear, moving her gaze blindly and exploring each reaction.

I suspected it on the inside, but it seems that Louida wasn't really involved.

"Give me the paper. Give me the certificate that you witches are a clan of traitors who sold the country to the Crusaders. Then I'll stop killing you all."

This is what I came to tell you today.

Some witches, like Leelika Kukrillison's house, have a zero witch family where sin doesn't deserve that much death.

Killing it together was something I didn't feel comfortable with.

"I believe that evidence acts like salt that withers a parasitic plant called a witch. Of course, I spread that. That way, the family of witches would be persecuted as traitors. You can't root for a city, but you can't."

In this situation, to help ourselves alone, the traitor who sold the country.

They say they will be enslaved by livestock who don't even think of the Shans as people, except themselves.

A traitor who pulled the legs of those who were trying to protect the country and sold the country.

It's the worst notoriety you can give to people who hate you from the beginning.

"It won't be a loss for you guys either. I don't have to spread extra notoriety either and devote wasted effort...... You should think about it and choose. That's the end of the story."

That's what I said, I closed the conversation.

"- I won't admit it. I don't know about the Crusaders."

I opened my mouth first, and that's what I said, it was Gula Temper.

At an age such as epic age, my hair is cut short.

I would have been hot from the same sex when I was in the correctional home.

"I guess you're thinking about it and saying it. I'm proposing for you guys. That's all right."

"... ah, oh"

You idiot.

"It's not good. That's the head of the offshore brotherhood. Forgive me."

He's right on my left, Charlene Charleville said.

As for the grid, I guess the marmassette I slapped on the head is on top, but it seems this guy is the elder.

"Mr. Yuri, I want to ask you one thing. If I give it to you, you'll keep us alive, except for the six of us here."

I started saying stupid things.

Is there a reason?

"Kill only the six of us here, and then get acquitted? Don't tell me you're sleepy."

Sometimes it's because of my breathing good things into the keygle, but you're so optimistic about things.

For these guys, it's natural for their plans to work. I guess it feels like I don't blame you for failing.

That is based on the premise that if the privileges granted to the Queen were to function.

We don't expect anyone to protect us if we kill the queen ourselves and lose all our privileges.

Before that, I guess the consciousness that someone was protecting me was rare.

Parasites don't want to think of themselves as parasites.

I want to think that I did things in public and with my own talent.

He succumbs to violence without the art of exchange and is placed in a situation like this, as a result of mistaken assumptions that he was crossing households with his own talents and abilities and abilities.

"For example, it's a car fit there. The Second Army is the executioner who attacked the Royal Castle.

I thought you were guilty of treason.

Grandma, don't you qualify as a law enforcement officer?

Great treason is the death penalty, isn't it?

Everyone but the keygle there, he was the one who wanted to help the queen, but you want to defend him?

He attacked the Royal Castle in good time...

It's not just the car fit.

Your family, they all do murder, incitement to murder, murder aid, you know, around here.

I don't mind replacing murder with robbery or extortion... but they collect complaints and punish them at trial.

Of course, the judge makes a total replacement, and they have a decent brain left.

Don't expect a trial as stupid as it's ever been. "

I don't know if these guys have a criminal consciousness, but most of their closest bodies will probably be condemned to death.

"The Gudanvier clan will also be put on that trial. No exceptions."

Myalo told me to add.

I thought Louida Gudanvier would say something, but she didn't say anything in particular.