The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

That day, I was in front of the room where Alfred Sacramenta was captured.

"This room."

Says the guard who guided me.

"Right. How's he doing?

"How you doing? I'm fine. I've been quiet since the kid in the penitentiary threatened to put me in a jail room with no windows when I crashed."

Really?

Well, I'd like a window.

Just looking outside will spare you a little time.

In time, we'll be transferring them to the jail, though.

"Are you going to say something when you carry a meal or something?

"Come on... I'm coming to say something, but I have no idea, so whatever"

Well, I guess so.

"You're probably saying you hate it... does it feel like you're feeding on a roaring animal"

The report left by the inquisitorial child spelled out a feeling of indignation that the cursing noise was terrible.

I don't think it would be more appropriate if I didn't understand the language.

"Then I'll come in."

"Are you sure you're alone?

"If you can beat me with your one-on-one bare hands, you can miss it enough"

When I broke out before, I heard that one of the poorly considered guards shimmered me.

You're gonna be okay.

"Come if you hear a loud noise."

Copy that, sir.

I opened the door and went inside.

This is a room in the royal castle with new fittings that can pass through the heavily opened doors that are unlikely to kick through no matter how much they are raised.

There was one window, but there was no balcony, and it was definitely at a height of death if it fell outside.

I hope you don't have a motive to die so far, but you'd better move him to the jail because he's going to want to die soon.

Unlike epitaph, there will be no reason why you can't commit suicide for faithful reasons.

"Hey."

"... who"

Alfred was sitting in a fancy chair.

He dresses in a room made of Siyalta and does what he likes.

"It's Yuri Howe. I've ruined your army, Commander-in-Chief."

"What? You?"

Alfred is turning a suspicious eye.

"Oh, yeah. Surprised you're fluent in terror?

"... well, not really"

Apparently not.

"We were to go to the Republic of Albio and commission a ransom negotiation. You'll be released in exchange for ransom."

"Right. Then let's move on. This place is too free."

"In time, the scriptures are distributed. You read in your spare time."

Dr. Etha found out that he was a translator, so the ban is lifted.

It will be placed in the room of all prisoners.

"I'm bored. So what else can I do for you?"

You do. That's it.

"Your obsessive sister, you got away with it."

"... what?

It's Angelica Sacramenta.

When I tell him his name,

"What the heck!? That whore...!"

Alfred fisted his desk as he exhaled pneumonia.

Sounds like your reputation.

"She's a smart, competent woman. I expected you to die in battle, and I dumped you first and fled north."

"Gu... that woman...!

I have a toothpick.

"She's smarter and stronger than you. It's a big deal. I put up quite a chase."

"Shut up, Ye!

The water drain on the desk shook off, made of metal. That rolled onto the floor.

Thank you. The relationship that emerged from the overall testimony of the prisoner seems to be roughly correct.

Convenient.

"Of course, she's going to plunder the throne without you. Otherwise, they'll kill you."

"Get me home quick! I'll pay you as much as I can for the ransom!!

Don't come.

If the throne may be taken in the motherland, we must return soon to boast of our survival and defend the throne.

"Really? She's already home. When you return, you will perish, but you will easily pay the ransom. Instead of reluctant to pay, she will obstruct by all means."

In fact, it should only take more than a month for Angelica to return to the imperial capital Andar.

Anyway, the supply has been destroyed, so it will be a journey while gathering food by hand, and just as I experienced in Kirchna, avoiding the main street slows down the walk.

Even after shaking off the chase, she won't be able to easily make the decision to use the main street.

It's unlikely, but it could be breathless on some roadside.

I didn't put Alfred's name on the list I would give to the Albio Republic, thinking about the possibility of her shaking off the chase and running away.

I mean, Alfred is going to be treated like he died in battle.

Of course, this is how Alfred lives, and there are some of the prisoners who know his survival, and the fact of his survival will be exposed when they return.

However, if you decide to die in battle, Angelica will rapidly gain power within the Tirrerme Divine Empire.

According to information obtained from the prisoners, Angelica Sacramenta had a reputation as a wise lady lord and had a great deal of emperor's love.

By contrast, Alfred doesn't have such a good reputation.

He plotted too much bloody conspiracy when he came to power, and after he came to power, he even killed his younger brother, so he has the stigma of a despicable brother emperor.

Don't the people want an outgoing Angelica for the Emperor?

Well, in this day and age, we need to think less of being a woman, but if we were so competent, we would fan the people to be good.

"You don't know, but in our country, royalty can't be king on its own. We need to be able to run for emperor by the electorate."

Alfred said.

The system of election priesthood arose from the special political circumstances of the Tirrerme Divine Empire.

In the first place, the emperor of the Tirrerme god empire did not reign from his ancestors by chanting his own hegemony.

Originally, such a small state was disturbed in the region of the Tirrerme Divine Empire, whether it be a hard-line, united, conscious clan or kingdom.

At the height of the Carruguignon Empire, they failed miserably because it was a collection of miscellaneous fish if they wanted to go to war, and they needed a leader to bind militarily.

But there were no prominent forces among them, and it felt bad for someone to be it, so I brought them from elsewhere.

That's where they chose the Sacramenta Empire House today.

The electorate system means I want a military leader because I don't want to be threatened by outside forces, but I don't want to let go of my powerful power in my own territory. It was created to fulfill two treacherous endeavors at the same time.

If you have the right to choose an emperor, every time you replace him, the imperial candidate sells you the festivities, and if you sell your grace there, you're less likely to be threatened with authority.

"I know. But you don't have children. Angelica will not have a single candidate for conflict. Because you assassinated everyone."

"... hmm"

Alfred breathed boringly.

This man killed his two brothers to sit on the throne and also his younger brother for fear of being threatened with the throne.

Angelica tried to kill him, of course, but she ran away.

There seems to be plenty of other near-blooded neighborhoods, but the dominant part is largely obfuscated and crushed, or in a form uncertain as to whose offense it was, but poisoned and killed.

This man is in morbid human distrust, which is common in those in power who use assassinations and executions more often than not.

"... but I have a wife. My sister has a sweet spot. You will not kill my wife."

"Maybe when you hear the rumors. I prefer the blood of my next of kin, and I don't think I'm the same as you who kill again and again."

"Keep that light mouth down. Lower bitch demon fu but don't slap me lightly for inheriting the holy blood of Xulxes"

Oops.

"Are you angry when they tell you the facts? But you better not forget. It's up to me to contact you or not. Besides, my country does not have any prisoner exchange treaty with the Crusaders. I don't have any complaints about boiling or baking."

"... Anyway, contact my wife. They'll work on the gold somehow. As long as I have the money, I can't complain."

When it comes to the king's ransom, it seems to be about twice the state budget.

Well, Angelica Sacramenta will be jamming you, so you'd better take the form of letting her make contact with you in confidence when the time comes.

If you let me think you're dead, you can't interfere.

"You don't know if you'll be satisfied with the money. I may have a personal grudge against you. Are you the one who worked the example plot?"

"... example, the one where the queen died"

"Yes."

The queen is dead, my parents are dead, and my wife is dead these days.

But for them, I guess the only visible and important achievement is the fact that the queen is dead, with no others in sight.

Eventually, instead of the queen dying, I rose up and bullied the country.

Everything went on with the momentum of the electroluminescent fire, so while we were relaxing and mobilizing the Crusaders after the assassination plot, this one was ready.

The result is this, so many people may actually think it would have been better not to carry out such an assassination plot.

If I hadn't executed it, at least the Howe's army was the only one I had gripped. The Candles, the Nozzas and the Boffs were alive and well, the Second Army, the First Army, etc. would not have come out to the main battlefield and might have protected the King's Capital.

"I love my parents in addition to things. My wife loved me too. All three of them died in an example plot. You were involved."

"Really, you're Yuri Howe. I thought you were a phony who cheated on his name."

He still suspects it.

Well, I'm only twenty, and from Alfred's point of view, I'd only look like an eighteen or so kid.

"Oh. Want to see if we can take him hostage? I don't mind if I see if dragon hunting is a strength."

I wanted to try.

I have the strength to see just sitting there, and I didn't feel like losing what I saw.

These guys will still shrivel if I bump out of my hand.

It's the same as a badly beaten woman next time a man starts to atrophy just by waving up his hand, which will also make him run away during the war.

Getting the rating done in this way is not a bad thing, considering later.

Not a lot of guys get up and want a rematch right away, even if they get bummed out.

"I just took him hostage, and it's not like I can go home to my country"

Looks like I'm gonna stop.

I knew it.

"So?"

"What?

"Were you involved in that plot? I haven't heard the answer yet."

"What if you were involved?

Alfred distorted the end of his mouth in a meaningful way.

"I have many enemies, but not so many who have decided to risk their lives but vengeance. You will be one of the few."

When I said that, the look on Alfred's face made me feel a little scared for a second.

After all, the nature of this man is cowardice.

High pride, strong inside, confident type.

But my nature is scared, so after I took the throne, something that was in the same position as me did the same thing, and I was anxious not to drag myself down from the throne.

Each time he carried out the assassination, he became anxious that the resentment he bought would increase, and now his anxiety reached a morbid level.

That's the kind of guy.

"... it was Epitaph Palazzo who made the plan. I've been contacted, and I'm not doing anything else."

"What is contact?

"We scam people like witches, so if they came to Reform like senior government officials, we had instructions to keep our mouths shut, or something like that. It doesn't look like he actually came."

"Right. So you were involved."

"What? Get involved."

I didn't even think I was involved.

But either way, this man will be used by me to taste the pain of hell.

It was this man who led the last crusade and crushed Kirchina.

I'm guilty enough to taste the pain.

By thinking so, I tried to deceive myself.

"It is to repent of one's sins. I'll be back when I hear from your wife."

That's what I said, I took a seat.

I'm not doing anything to this guy so far.

Let's put Angelica to sleep until she's active.

That will be sooner than the prisoners start returning.