The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"Look, it's your father."

When the maid length made her shake with her hand, the three-month-old infant, with blue eyes, was waving with no expression on her face but still.

I haven't seen him in three months, but a human baby changes a lot in three months.

It feels like my cheeks are plump and evolving from monkey to person.

Still, you look sturdy.

She was probably born about eight and a half to nine months old and should have been premature, but she has healthy looking skin.

Is it literally because I was raised in a nanny sun umbrella?

"Yes."

No, because.

When I put my finger on my hand, I grabbed it reflexively or ghoulishly.

No keratin, nothing soft, warm hands wrap your fingers.

"Hmmm......"

Something touching.

It reassures my mind asexually.

That's soothing.

"Why don't you cry out during the ceremony?

"If I hold it, you'll be fine"

The maid was dressed like a white long-sleeved piece with a slightly special hat on her head.

A Vale-like hat to use at a funeral, but long and thick enough for Vale to hide his entire face.

Conveniently, the maid leader held the baby and sat on the throne.

A three-month-old infant naturally cannot sit alone on the throne.

If it wasn't in the arms of the most accustomed maid length, you'd be rammed and crying.

There was only a maid in charge.

But when it comes to sitting on the throne, someone might give a strange interpretation.

For that reason, he was dressed in black and white, symbolic, and without feeling like he was my new wife or anything strange.

In other words, it was part of the performance.

"I've speeded up my milk time. I think the nanny will milk me again before noon... and then she'll be fine."

"Right. That's fine."

Ma, if I cried, I cried. I can't help it.

I wish I could have kept quiet if I could, because I wouldn't have liked it if I was crying and rambling around Amma Garger.

And so Concon, and the door was knocked.

"Excuse me - I'm Tigris Hammon, may I come in -!

The hallway is bumpy in preparation for the ceremony, so he's shouting.

"Nice!

"Excuse me!

Lots and three humans came in.

Tigris, Dimitri and the other was Gino Toga.

It's the three of us who have returned from Kirchena's homeland.

"The three of us have served our lives and are returning home now."

Dimitri said, and the three of them saluted one another.

These three came back yesterday because they were working on a flat screen in Kirchna until they were critical.

I healed my tiredness and now I'm dressed for dressing.

Reforms fell thirteen days ago.

There were only five hundred soldiers, so although they had reinforced the collapsed walls with sandbags and other things, when the ship broke out of the sea in the morning and the soldiers landed with a similar method of warfare to Oregano, they surrendered in one shot.

The same was true of the previous meeting, but if you sprinkle the paper that there will be no slaughter beforehand, they will not have a thorough anti-war.

I thought I'd go too if I had trouble with the siege, but I arrived and fell on the second day, so I didn't have to.

"Thank you. You did a good job"

Don't get a paragraph at last.

I don't care about the Verdant fortress.

"Oh...... adorable. You're going to call her Her Majesty the Queen."

Tigris said as he looked at the girl the maid chief was holding.

My eyes are glowing.

"Right."

Your Majesty, hey...

How uncomfortable it is that Carol has always been His Highness, or that the child is soon Her Majesty the Queen.

"It feels innumerable... the blood of the Howe family mixed with the blood of the royal family, I didn't know you'd be queen"

Dimitri said.

Maybe that's what it does for the Howe's contemporary knighthood.

The place would have a feeling that it doesn't have in common with Tigris or Gino.

"Did you decide on a name?

Gino says.

"Oh."

It was already decided.

"What's your name?

"Wait for the real deal."

"So what's your last name?

Ask me that.

"Ol Chartre, that's it."

Carol's real name is Carol Full Chartre, but Full means four in ancient Shan, the fourth daughter's royal family.

Historically, this was the name we used since the schism, when the original queen simply named her Chartre, or Orr Chartre.

Oru is an ancient Shan word meaning true, authentic, or orthodox, and in the time of the Great Empire, it made him attach the words Niral, or Peta, when sidelined.

I feel a little terrible, but this is a word that means inferior, or cracked, or collapsed.

It's a pain in the ass when there are so many more sidelines and everyone names Chartres, so when they did, the Queen gave them a new surname in time to keep them away from the Chartres surname.

In order to lower the hurdles at that time, they made me put a terrible word on it.

"I see..."

"Are you dissatisfied?

Telululu is, of course, still alive.

I still find it a little hard to believe, but if I were to marry Dolla, I would have let her name me Terru Godwin.

"No, I don't"

"Good for you then. Don't get me wrong, this is what Her Majesty Queen Jacoba wanted too. That's why I gave Carol a piece of the jade seal. Because he decided it would only be a worry later."

"I understand. In the meantime, I am saddened to see His Highness Terre."

I didn't miss a glimmer of shade on Gino's face.

I wonder if he even had it in his heart.

"Right. Lai Lai"

You know a hundred times better than I do.

That the royal family of the day wants no resurgence at all.

"It's time."

When I looked at the column clock, I was pointing to 10 a.m.

The date of the crowning ceremony has been notified to the nation and the crowning is to take place at exactly noon.

"Go."

The Great Hall of the Royal Castle contained a variety of people.

Former witches, knights, big businessmen, celebrities.

Some of the doomed villages of the Noza and Bov families are not knights, but village chiefs determined by the ballot to do the exchange.

There are problems with all the Howe and Rube families, so those people were invited relatively more.

I guess they're going to be a new race of politicians.

Both writers and painters should have been invited to record this time today.

On both sides of the throne sat the faces of Myalo and the Rube family, Satsuki, the three people who had come earlier, and all kinds of heavy towns.

Among them were Cuff Ornette and Bullet Ornette.

These two got married by sewing between busy moments ago.

He is the head of a large company comparable to a single general when it comes to economic size.

You would be eligible to sit here.

"Now, before the new queen comes, let's talk from me."

I stood in front of the altar and opened my mouth in front of Singh and a quiet audience as I opened the cloak of Bilode with my arms, which was a little hot and bitter.

"Seven months have passed since the Great Witch conspired with the Crusaders and that tragedy happened. But the last kingdom left to us, by your devotion, was spared from the scourge of the Crusades."

This is the big hall of a large royal castle, but it is still easier to transmit extra noise than the open air.

Even if I didn't try to scream, it just sounded pretty loud.

I don't know if it's even heard by the entrance, but it would be heard by the vast majority.

"Not only that, but we were able to drive the excess back to reformation six months ago. I want to thank those who believed in me and followed me. With no man can we stop ten thousand armies by ourselves. What broke the Crusades and even gained reformation was the power of every spear, who believed in me, thought of his country, and fought his life before the gunfire. I would like to express my gratitude to the many lives that have been scattered for it, and to the brave men who live now."

I opened up there for a little while and meditated my eyes, as I thought of the dead, as I thanked them.

I felt Soim's face cross the back of my eyelids for a moment.

"Here, I want to talk about Klu people. You all know that his people call our race the devil. But I want you to understand that they came to such an idea not because their sexuality is evil, but because of the teaching of bad religion. To that evidence, I was able to have formal national relations with the Republic of Albio. The country believes in a different religion from cults and is not infested with evil. So you don't treat us like demons. There he is, invited by the Republic of Albio. Of course, he's a Klu."

So I pointed Ovelin Octal in the palm of my hand.

He looks serious and sits in a chair, but he doesn't speak Shan, so you have no idea what I'm talking about.

"He holds the post of Grand Council member in a place called Albio Island, which floats to the south, beyond the sea than the Howe family territory. Of course, you don't think of us as demons or anything. If they are not stained with bad teaching, or if they return to teaching correctly, they are not evil."

This was something we had to talk about someday.

Otherwise, the Shans will persecute the Krah.

If you throw a stone at it and it becomes a relationship between the natural people, it can't be good governance or anything like that.

We need people to support a vast territory.

To do so, the Shans are too few.

"I made a deal with the Republic of Albio to import food. On top of that, they were to negotiate with the Crusaders and bring them in exchange for prisoners and our compatriots who became slaves. Our compatriots, taken from the last crusade, will return. They will return to the old soil and plow the soil. I think it's very honorable."

People are watching Ovelin Octal.

Not knowing why he would get attention, he looked a little confused and gave me a meeting.

"I will not tell you to think of them as compatriots. They are a different race than we are. - But they, like us, are innocent when they arise on this earth. And I am influenced by, or flirted with by, various things in my life, and I live in the present. Regardless, I am not going to treat them on an equal footing with us in the occupied territories. Freedom restricts, and if you curse us as demons, you're going to punish us severely. But those who hurt them for no reason shall also be punished. When dealing with them, I want you to remember that hatred is the same person. If we forget that and treat it as if it were normal to be slaves, as they would do to us, we would surely be rewarded. I'm afraid of it."

In its current form, I feel buying some human disgust.

But if I don't take this opportunity to tell you, there will be problems in various places in the future.

You can't just go ahead and kill all the clans.

And if we buy the intense opposition of the Klu and they do Partisan-like activities, we won't be able to move on to the continent.

"Even the vast territory of the great empire of Chantilla of such glory was no more than a tenth of that of this continent. Clans lived in most of the rest of the area. When a man named Kanjal Hahn created a great empire dominating a quarter of the Klu, the Grand Imperial Army succumbed to that number of violence. I think about regaining the glory of the great empire of Chantilla as I learn from its history"

I deliberately separated words there and looked around at people.

"- i.e., it is the recapture of the Chantinion. Under the new queen, it will be made."

When I finished saying that, the instrument was played softly.

The sound of the horn sounds and the tone of the string folds over it.

It was an elegant and delicate tone that Myalo had only arranged and that the general could not do.

The stage I was talking about is cleared, and the made-to-measure Cafetti Lottie walks in from the hem.

With a black curtain on her face, she sat elegantly on the throne.

From the reverse side, a boy appears with both hands dedicated to a crowned platform.

In the tradition of the Kingdom of Siyarta, if the queen is alive, the queen wears the crown from her hands.

In the absence of the Queen, the head of the Holy Mountain shall take his place.

And the performance stopped softly.

When the sound of the instrument could disappear, the speech that people were talking about also quieted a beat late.

Painfully quiet comes.

"Shrika ol Chartre. Beloved, be my son, the orphan of my wife Carol für Chartre. I give you the crown as queen of a new era."

I held my own crown.

Shrika, who is made to wear earplugs, looked up at her face under a black cloth to see if she could feel safe in Cafeti's arms even under these circumstances.

I can wear a silver crown over my child's golden hair.

"Bless you!!

Dimitri screamed.

"Bless you! Bless the new queen of a new era!!

A glorious performance began at the same time as the high-ranking knights honked the voices they had practiced beforehand.

Cohen, Cohen, and the bell that announces noon in the distance are ringing.

But no one would have heard that sound.

The Great Hall was filled with the screams of people's all-encompassing joy.