The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Upon arrival at Gudanvier's mansion, the sun had completely fallen.

Coming to this mansion is the second time in my life.

I put the carriage on the main entrance of the mansion and as I stepped out of the carriage, there was a splendid entrance that I recognized.

"Waiting for you, my lord Yuri"

Going to the front door, one day a woman in a pantsuit I saw showed up and greeted me.

I don't even know his name, but if you look where he came out first, he's in some kind of facial position.

You don't look like a maid.

"I'm here to see Myalo. Are you resting in your room?

"Yes, you are off"

"I'm sorry, but I need you to show me around"

"Go ahead, this way"

The front door is opened and invited in.

It was the house where I killed my master the other day, so when I came in, I felt a little better, but nothing seemed to be happening.

In the first place, if you haven't mastered it yet, there's no way Myalo is sleeping in this house.

I walk through a large house.

The houses of the Seven Witches have been confiscated, so the other houses have been sorted out, but Gudanvier's house was intact.

There was no punishment of any kind, so naturally, but nothing had changed since I came here before.

"I've been meaning to ask you, but what position are you in?"

I asked as I walked.

I'm Stewart.

"What kind of work is that?"

Even if they simply call me a housekeeper, I don't know for sure.

"When it comes to the Chancellor in a house called Gudanvier, you may be right to recognize him."

Prime Minister.

Another big deal.

But mostly I got a guess.

"I see. Has that been the case for a long time"

"No, I was born after Master Myalo became a parent. My predecessor died on the death of Lady Louida."

He died.

That's amazing again.

"What was your previous position?

"Before, when I met Master Yuri, I was a butler of liquor management. But in fact, Master Myalo's surveillance was my role."

"Surveillance...?

That's another complicated home environment.

Well, there's no way Myalo puts the untrustworthy near it, so I'm not sure, but there are a variety of circumstances involved.

"We have arrived"

Concon, and knocked on the door.

"I have brought Master Yuri"

"Eh!"

I heard a small voice through the door.

"Dear Yuri, I'm sorry, but please wait here for a moment. Don't look in the room."

"Hmm? Well, I don't mind..."

That's a rare response inside......

The housekeeper woman opened the door and went inside.

"Yuri-Suka"

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"Yes, why not?"

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"Yes - because"

I can hear something from inside, but I can't hear it.

After a while, the door opened from the inside of the room.

"Please come in"

"Are you sure?

"Please, come in"

What the heck......

I walked into my room.

It's a luxurious, splendid bedroom with an interior.

Was it the bedroom used by Louida?

There is a covered bed with a curtain.

The walls had wallpapers with golden geometries on the cream color, reflecting the fireplace flames.

Thanks to the bright-colored wallpaper, the whole room is blushing bright, albeit dim.

Night light sources are limited, so when the walls are dark, they absorb the light and the bedroom is hard to brighten.

Looking at the interior of the house, the historical parents of the Gudanvier family seemed to prefer a calm dark shade, but since it is inconvenient for the bedroom, the cream color is probably a compromise.

"Okay, take your time"

The door closed behind me.

I sat in a chair next to my bed.

On the bed is a Myallo-like dough, with a duvet over his head, round.

"Is that Myalo? I'm here to pay you a visit."

"Gee ho, kee ho... sorry, not the way I can show you..."

"I don't care."

"Ha, ha... no..."

Because we talked in person earlier, he seems to be breathing heavily.

You shouldn't even be out of acid.

"I'm fine. Because the room is dark and invisible."

"Really..."

"Oh, it's true. Show me your face."

When I said that, Myalo lowered the duvet that had covered his head with a snack.

When I see his face, he's cheerful as he floated in heat, how weak he is.

Made of cotton, he wears shiitake sleeping clothes.

I haven't seen much, it was a rare fabric.

"Keho, keho... ha..."

Myalo looked spicy and put his head on the pillow.

When I put my hand on my forehead, it was strangely cold.

Look, there's an ice sac falling next to the pillow.

This must be because it was cold.

I don't know the heat on my forehead, so when I put my hand on my sweaty neck, I felt the heat as if I had touched warm water.

Seems pretty feverish.

I put an ice sac back in Myalo's forehead and sat in a chair.

"Excuse me... Yuri... I'm impudent..."

Myalo's neck circled here, and he looked at me with his loosely open eyes.

I lay my face down and the ice sac fell off when I talked, so I put it back on my head while sitting in the chair.

You mustn't let Myalo's brains boil.

"Is that so? It's this way to apologize. You made him work too hard."

Myalo rode back and forth with Wang Du and my parents yesterday to meet Carol.

So I caught a cold.

"Oh no... don't apologize"

"I guess I was tired. I'm sorry I couldn't notice..."

It has been more than three months since the day the poison was served in the royal castle.

Meanwhile, Myalo worked without a break.

Especially since he attacked Wang Capital, Myalo's schedule has been stuck in a giddy, terrible one.

After dozens of shifts on such a strenuous duty, we don't even have a day to rest our bodies, and it's a round-trip trip on an eagle.

It can also be taken for granted that you feel ill.

"No... Um, what did Eileen say?

Eileen?

"You're the one who just showed me around."

"Yes."

"In the basket, they didn't say anything about it."

It was a normal conversation.

"Really... Huh, good... keho"

"Is he a relative or something?

"No, he's a remote, three-year-old... who was raised to have a side (buckwheat) until I joined the cavalry... and that's excellent."

Well, it seemed excellent.

"Weird, gee ho, gee ho... Ha... it's flawed in the balls to do a weird survey..."

"Right. Okay."

I have a terrible cough.

Looks like we shouldn't have much of a conversation.

"You know, I brought some souvenirs."

"What... what...?

"Here."

I took a small bag out of my chest pocket and showed it to Myalo.

"Oh...... Molo Mello condensed milk candy. I love it."

Have you eaten before?

"Lick it?

I thought it would help with the cough.

It would have some effect.

"Yes."

I took one piece of candy, opened the wrapper, and carried it to Myalo's mouth.

Myalo's lips clasped candy and pinched my index finger and thumbtip for a moment.

Immediately away, Myalo's head, which was riding out a little, returns to the pillow.

"Hmm... fumiyu..."

Myalo began to roll the corn and candy in his mouth as he slowly sank his head into the pillow and meditated his eyes.

Hi, I think I'm losing a lot of my ability to think.

Usually, I get awed and say, "No, no, I'll eat later. I'll thank you" or something like that.

It seems to be looking at a novel ecology of some adorable animal, and it heals me.

"Yu Rikun...... even though this... thank you very much......"

"You're sick because of me. Never mind."

Molo Mello condensed milk candy is made of sugar being wholesaled by the Howe company.

The condensed milk is of course handmade, and the sugar itself is super luxurious, and it is even condensed with spices that have been carried from the Middle East side.

Sometimes Moro Mello himself is the most expensive royal confectionery shop in Wangdu, and it costs enough to rent one LDK of Wangdu for a month in a grain.

"You're rich. I need to use it like this."

"Ouch..."

Myalo, licking the milk-flavoured candy, is confused as to whether he is feeling calm or not.

I mean I'm dreaming......

As it was, I spent a few minutes licking one candy.

"Hands… please hold"

Hands?

Looking beside the futon, Myalo was getting his hands on it.

Well, you don't mind.

I moved the chair and stopped near the bed.

"Is this it?

When I held my hand, I did it and it was hot.

"Yes... Ha, calm down..."

"You can sleep like this."

"I will......"

Unlike the usual Myalo......

... Maybe he's drunk.

When you catch a cold, drinking and falling asleep is a common cure.

Much is possible.

"Yuri...... thank you......"

I said something.

Even though it's not a appreciated muscle.

"This much, I'll do it anytime."

"No... not"

Not really?

"About yesterday... have me free for a day..."

"You're tired. Sorry about that."

Even the cold must be hard right now.

I would have prevented it if I had at least taken a day off and then let him leave.

Alternatively, I shouldn't have put it on an impossible date and let it overnight over there.

"It's not..."

What difference does it make?

"Let me talk to Carol... thank you..."

...... hmm?

Do you mean thank you for letting me go?

"Really... I'm friends with Carol... and I stopped talking... and it was all spotted... but we could make up..."

I wonder what we talked about.

I'm concerned.

Anyway, it's a good thing we made up.

"I'm so glad... if I didn't go, I'd almost regret it for the rest of my life..."

Myalo grabbed my hand in the grip.

"I... am an ugly woman... even though I am deeply greedy and unworthy of friends... Mr. Carol..."

Words are becoming fragmented.

"Even my current job... was what I wanted since I was a little girl... and now Yuri wants me to like her... she's a stupid woman..."

"You don't..."

"Life... really, it won't stay... Even if you do what you want... happiness goes far..."

Isn't Myalo happy now?

Are you unhappy?

"Lady..."

Myalo began to blink her thinly open eyes as if they were sleepy.

My consciousness must be asleep.

I'm going to sleep soon.

When I emitted the sound, my slight sleep was going to tear.

"Yuri... I love you..."

Saying so like a rumor, Myalo closed his eyes completely.

Start to get some sleep.

You'd better let it go until you sleep deeper.

I sat in a chair holding Myalo's hand for a while.