The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

The lecture began the next morning.

Our freshman year, we took off our uniforms, wore athletic clothes designated for college, and assembled at the stadium.

The athletic field is perfect.

It's a garden with rectangular soil bursting out, close to a school garden that was in a Japanese school.

However, the oval line is not drawn.

It's just tidy.

Still, it's beautifully tidy, there's no place in the hills or valleys where it's been, the grass is pulled out, and it's sprinkled like a small gravel stone with grains.

I wonder what kind of training you can make me do.

Well, I'm noble this way, so I wouldn't do too bad.

"I'm going to run today. Run till I'm good."

The instructor said.

What...

Was that Spartan?

Is this what it is?

To plant it on the one who has never had full-scale exercise, let him run first.

I'm sure it's settled.

"The reply is HIGH!

"…" (confused)

"Don't be ridiculous! Say hi out loud!

When the instructor yells at me,

"Hi," "Yes," "Hi!

and each replied.

Is there no yeh?

Well, "The reply is Ranger!" or better than being told something funny?

"What are you doing!!! I told you to run in!!! Just start running!!!

Even so, the children are just confused.

Humans in this country aren't practicing group marching from elementary school, so that would be confusing.

In the first place, I don't know where to run in the school yard. I don't know.

Because it's not like there's a line drawn, and this is the first time I've ever run a place like this.

Kids are going to come and go the same place like shuttle runs.

The instructor is also shouting but doesn't seem to be irritating.

I guess it's every year.

"Whoa, then run from you!

I wasn't the one who was told that.

"Wow, okay."

Carol was the one who said that in confusion.

Carol also participates.

I keep my long hair together behind me.

He was obviously noticeable because he was wearing the same athletic outfit but the girl herself was alone.

Nevertheless, more importantly, I did not expect you to yell at the princess of your own country from scratch.

This instructor has a pretty good gut to look up to, too.

"The reply is HIGH!

"Ha, hi!!!

"Yikes! Good reply. I'll run, so follow me."

"Hi!!!

As the instructor began to run, Carol followed him as he ran tatta behind it.

Will you start running from the instructor in the end?

Well, I guess this is an annual routine, too.

Behind it followed something like a group of exercise lovers, and the others started pursuing them.

I started running around Tokotoko and the outside of the school yard, too.

I run the same outer circumference late or early.

Apparently, the teacher runs through it and flies at the guy who's about to fall off.

"Whoa! Don't rest there on your own! Run, run, run!

Some students are small fat children who don't seem to have been exercising or anything like that, and those kids don't seem to be able to run well.

As soon as I started running, I'm starting to make noise before I run a kilometer.

In other words, I guess this exercise has the main purpose of correcting these kids.

"Knights don't get stuck without such guts! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't stop!

I force him to run as I push the back of a student trying to fall off.

This is a big deal.

Fine boot camp or.

In the meantime, I was reasonably fine.

I hauled hay and triphen clean up like I do every day before entering the mansion, and later I was swallowed by Soim, and I have quite a bit of strength.

Besides, I didn't even try to do my best in the first place, and I was running chintara to go with Myalo, so I couldn't breathe at all.

I felt like I was finally getting better as I picked up and fell off the limit of my health with two people.

Meanwhile, Myalo running beside me, unfortunately, seemed faster to count from below.

"Sorry, I'm already..."

It wasn't that I didn't have the guts, I kept running healthy until my face turned blue and my underfoot got gutted, but I finally reached my limit.

"Good luck with that."

"Ha ha, thank you, thank you"

Waving badly, Myalo fell off and disappeared behind him.

Myalo was not offended if he was admitted to running first at the level of instructor.

He entered the middle of the school yard and joined the sports seating group at the end of the day.

And then I was running to my pace.

One disappeared, two disappeared, ten disappeared, and I kept running even when not many people were there.

In time, his back was slapped with a basin and a flat hand.

Soon as I feel who it is,

"Come on, follow me."

and the voice of the instructor went through me.

Since there was no kiri, I immediately guessed that I had decided to retrieve the students and run them together in a dango.

Speed goes up gnarly.

Even I'm confident in my health, it won't last that long at this rate.

Well, I don't want to be running around long, either, so can this be it?

But I guess you won't forgive me if I don't run until I want to see Myalo.

When I picked up the pace, those who had worked so hard also fell apart polarized.

Instructors don't go after them.

You don't chase him, or he's a pacemaker himself, so you can't chase him.

Either way, students who are still running are physically stretched, so I guess it doesn't matter.

One of these days, it was just me and three more.

Just the three of us.

It's me, Dora and Carol.

Whatever Dora is, why is Carol here?

It was strange.

Why are you so physically fit when you're a princess?

"I can't beat you."

It's Dora.

I'm gonna die now. This guy... is so annoying...

"Me too, you'll never, ha, lose"

Carol also sticks together for some reason.

I don't know why.

Did I do something wrong?

I remember being vindicated by you, but I don't remember doing anything at all.

I wonder if he even touched his tits unconsciously.

"Ha, ha, I'm the limit now"

I'll try acting deliberately.

"Bullshit, don't do it"

Carol pissed me off.

I feel lightly inclined to kill.

Frightened.

By the way, from the addition or subtraction of fatigue, Carol > Dolla > looks tight in my order.

This isn't about my health, I was skipping before I ran off in earnest, so it's only natural that I'm least annoyed.

Therefore, this does not constitute competition.

I don't see why it turns into a mean stakeout.

Anyway, I'll be at the top of the list as it is.

From the side of the eye in the first place, Carol is clearly beyond her limits, and she feels like she's only running her guts to fuel, so why are you saying, "I'll never beat you," etc.

I don't want to win, but I'm gonna win like this.

Novice harassment.

"All right, all right. Competition. I'll do it."

When I said that cheerfully, they stared at me.

It feels like the battle has begun.

"But from what I see, you guys go around more than I do. This isn't fair."

The two hard-working guys should have been there before me running Chintara.

I was there first, but when the instructor took me and joined me, I came from behind, so I was late for the round.

"So I'm, from now on, going around trailing the instructor. And then it starts."

They looked at me with a grumpy eye.

The instructor is already running at a speed that is totally on the drop.

This would be quite a challenge already, because it means we're going to go through it and come back a little further around.

We have to run wild around at a speed like a short walk.

But that's what I'm after.

Falling off on the way. Much better.

I don't want to get caught up in the barren feud of battle lovers.

I want to get it over with, even if it's a little hard.

If you fall off on the way, you lose me.

I'll tell you what.

I started running as a short walk.

Quickly outrun the instructor and get ahead of him.

There are signs of someone running from behind.

Did the instructor come after me to snap my head? Was it bad? I thought, turning around, the instructor was in the appropriate rear.

It was Dora.

I don't know why. You weren't listening to me earlier, asshole.

"Asshole or you. Why did you follow me?"

"If you're late around, I'm late around too!

Is this guy seriously retarded?

"I've been running behind you the whole time."

Ah.

That sort of thing.

I got a guess.

I knew Dora was seriously running way ahead of me, but she wasn't.

That's the other way around, this guy's been playing mysterious games with me on his own since the beginning.

Ever since I was running Chintara with Myalo, I guess I've been following you around like a stalker.

I mean, this guy was running slower than me.

"How dumb are you, you pussy?"

Oh, shit. It came out of my mouth.

"What the heck!!!

I was angry.

Well, no.

There's nothing to regret being pulled out and beaten.

Tattaka, Tattaka. When I ran, my breath was scattered disturbed by the boulder and my legs were gutted, I finally circled around to catch up.

I'm very tired and my legs are laughing.

You won't mind falling off this one anymore.

But the one who refused was behind it.

"Hicker, Hicker, Hicker, Hicker"

It's Dora, who's following me with a bright blue face.

Dora is mostly behind but still doesn't look like she's fallen off.

Trying to catch up, he's running scolding his shriveling feet.

Either that or instead of scolding him, he's really running with a punch in the leg.

It's kind of weird if this guy is like this but I gibber up first.

That's just embarrassing.

Embarrassed as a man.

It was the first run that made me think so.

Being embarrassed as a man was strange to myself that emotions occur in me, but imagining the sight of Dora still running until she was like this, but still able to run like this, wiping her forehead sweat while I said, "Phew, I'm tired and I can't run a single step anymore." I'm just disgusted.

I think I'll run some more.

"It's not cool, you think?

Carol asked.

What is this guy?

"You mean the idiot running in the back?

When I accidentally said that, Carol stared at me.

I'm not fooling around with anything.

No, I don't know what you're fooling about.

Do you always think you're stupid? Do you always think you're stupid?

"Yes."

I knew it.

"No, I think it's cool."

Then the swordswallowing look melted and he looked at me with an unexpected look.

"Stupid but gutsy. That's a big deal. I can't do much."

Set aside the fact that I feel like I'm making a total mistake in my efforts.

"Oh well."

Carol smiled lightly for some reason.

Dolla ended up being gradually left without being chased to my back and the distance went away, falling patchouli.

When the instructor took care of Dora, who fell around and remained motionless, me and Carol stopped running either way.

When I stopped my leg, the sweat began to erupt.

Your breath is disturbed and you are lightly blinded.

"Ha, ha, have you had enough of that comparison?"

"Harhar...... good"

What, is that enough?

Ha, I'm tired.

I wonder what it was, the hell.

"I couldn't bear to lose to the scraps, but it turns out you barely have a knight's heart. So that's enough."

Apparently, the re-evaluation of a person named me was progressing before I knew what it was.

Level up from scraps to true humans.

And I didn't know they thought it was crumbs.

I remember helping, but the world is intelligent.

After taking a water bath in turn, we had lunch and it was afternoon.

Basically, they're practicing in the morning and sitting in the afternoon.

Naturally, in the afternoon I will leave my classmates.

I have an advanced Abacus lecture this afternoon.

Let's head to the lecture room.

Unfortunately, Myalo is not there because he is going to another lecture that is held at the same time.

Alone.

I thought there were a lot of lectures at college.

When I walked into the lecture room, there were plenty of people in the classroom who could sit about 300 people.

If I'd imagined something as small as a bun class, I wouldn't have.

I came here so early, too, but it's so crowded.

Well, maybe there are a lot of people because the general subject comes from the correctional institution as well.

I sat in the right seat.

And I took Mai Soba out of the bag and put it on my desk.

I no longer have anything to do.

"Hey, are you the kid from the cavalry?

Suddenly the guy next door spoke to me.

Looking at you, quite a handsome man sat down.

When I was old, I don't know, it looked about twenty years ago.

It burns in the day and is in very good shape.

I watch the cavalry guys too, but although there are plenty of guys in good shape, there aren't many that are burning.

Shan's skin is hard to burn.

Even if I normally work outdoors, well, it's a little bit blackened, and it doesn't quite turn out to be wheat.

I guess it has some physique, but I see the lack of regional patterns and UV rays as factors.

"Hello, yes, I am."

"I'm Harold Harrell."

Harrol Harrell.

I've never heard of my last name.

I didn't even know you were going to be named after me.

I'm familiar with something.

Yuri Howe.

"Oh."

Harrol pretended to be surprised at the exaggeration.

"Is that the Howe family trail? You've met a celebrity."

He always knows my name.

That's a little creepy.

Anyway, if you took it at the Nobel Prize on your own, you're a celebrity even though you didn't do anything.

"I don't know if you're a celebrity."

"You were able to skip here?

Skip?

Why should I come to this place in the mood of Lunlun?

No, you mean exemption.

"Yeah, that's right."

"I've been taking college classes since last year. I'm supposed to inherit my father's trail."

Since last year?

I wonder what that means.

I see this guy twenty years ago though.

It seems that neither the Knights' School nor the Correctional Institution can be enrolled from the age of ten, so it is not possible to enroll separately from the age of twenty, but it floats after all, and there are no classmates of different ages in my year.

Since last year, I don't care what you think, it's not the right age.

I will have been admitted to school since I was so old.

Well, sometimes things happen that way.

"Excuse me, which student are you?

"I'm a listening student."

Who are the listening students?

"You mean the average person, not a cavalry or correctional home?

Think of it, I'm not wearing anything like a uniform.

It's totally casual.

"You don't know? There are a lot of listening students who come from the public. The bastards here, about half of them."

Oh, seriously?

I've never heard of that before.

Quite a lot when it comes to half of it though.

I see, half of them were ordinary people?

If you look closely, the clothing varies.

"Do you get anything out of that? You know, qualified."

"I don't qualify, but the tuition is cheap and the quality of teachers is good. A lot of people come from afar and listen to students."

"Are you here purely for academia"

That's great again.

"It's not that big a deal. I have to remember the Abacus because I'm some kind of merchant child. If you can't even read and write, your peers will make fun of you, right? I can't even talk to nobles without some upbringing. We don't even know each other."

Ho.

I don't have a compulsory education. I go to places like this voluntarily to learn.

Guess it's cheaper than hiring a tutor (Gavanez).

And hiring a tutor (Gavanez) doesn't necessarily mean that the knowledge taught is correct in some cases.

But since we have the same lectures as the great noblemen here, well, apart from whether knowledge is right or wrong, we don't have to worry about differences in perception in our conversations with our business partners.

"Do you just take the lectures you need each? Then you don't even have to."

"Don't be like that."

"I see, thank you for sharing so much"

"No, no, I don't mind."

That was just the adult, it was the adult response.

"By the way, you said you were a merchant at Mr. Harrold's place."

He said he was a merchant's child.

"What kind of business do you do?

"We're in trade. A sailor."

"Over Kirchna?

It's a trade. Therefore, Kirchna is the only trading partner.

"Right."

After all, they trade across the Baltic Sea.

Ah, it feels like it.

If Kirchina perishes, we won't be able to do business.

Kirchina is currently being attacked in a progressive fashion, and it's a disadvantage, so it wouldn't be a very futuristic business.

"Is war better?

And when I heard it, Harrol looked kind of like he remembered something nasty.

"You're up."

I see.

Apparently the industry is tough.

"Really?"

Unlike my perception, is Kirchna pretty windy?

"The origin of the goods we were carrying. It's a place called Toga, but it's been crushed."

What, business is no longer formed one foot ahead of Kirchina's doom?

"I see, is that so"

"I can't get my hands on the other product because it's another merchant."

Oh, my God.

I wish I hadn't inherited that.

"That's hard."

It's like taking over a company on the verge of bankruptcy.

There won't be a conscientious system in this world that says it's limited, so if the Chamber of Commerce goes bankrupt, it should be made infinitely responsible and naked.

If you crush it from yourself before it's completely naked, you don't have to, but the family business you've done for years won't be so easy to disconnect.

I wish I could develop a new product.

There are a number of ideas for products that are determined to be successful, but they are not on the side of making something else, so I wouldn't have to say it.

I don't even have a stepfather to talk to.

"Still, you can't crush the Harrell Chamber of Commerce. I'll do my best."

Harrol looked stuffed with cut wings.

Something seems responsible.

"Good luck"

Well, good luck at best.

I'm behind you.

When I thought about it, I thought about it.

"Then why don't you learn Klu and trade with Klu?

If the Shans can't, why not trade with the Klu?

"With Klu people?

I became the face of fitting.

"They say the Klu hate us more furiously, but it's not like there's a law that we shouldn't trade Klu over here. If you imitate like a spy, it would be the death penalty."

"Really?

"No, I'm not a lawyer. I don't know."

While I'm at it, it's a completely irresponsible story.

Nevertheless, don't come up with a story.

"Well, let's find out. But I wonder if we can do business."

"What do you think? Though it seems difficult until you make the first twat. Anyway, it's forbidden to trade with the Shans."

"Really?

"No, I don't know. But I think it's happening."

I don't know.

But normally, if there is to be a war, there is a national disconnection as a previous stage.

It's called severance.

That won't change in this world or in the original.

When it comes to crossing over, it's cumbersome if one's own people go on a trip on their own and are taken prisoner or hostage by a warring country.

So seal off the border in advance and forbid people from coming and going.

That should be a natural measure, so things will not be the same in this world.

But there's something like a back door to everything.

You should do business with someone like the half sloppy who moves for money.

This is something even a fool would come up with, so Harrol should know.

"But if you don't do so well, they might kill you before you make your first twat."

That seems likely.

"Hmmm......"

Harrol was thinking.

"If you get caught over there, you look like a slave without a question."

Really?

"I didn't say it lightly. I knew it would be difficult."

In one word of mine, I'm gonna get on Klu's island, and if this guy gets enslaved, I'm gonna have a little bad dreams.

"No, it's funny"

"Ugh... Really?

"That might be interesting"

I went twice.

I wonder how interested it was to say it twice.

I don't know what I'm talking about, but I think you should stop.

"It's dangerous."

"It's worth a try. I'm used to pirates."

"... Really?"

A pirate would be a Klu pirate.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I'm snorting all alone. Harrol on my ass, class was starting.