The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

So, shall I talk to you?

Besides, I ask you, did Your Highness know I was born?

No, I don't think so, and I was wondering if you know anything about the family situation in Gudanvier.

Oh, enough to know my grandmother's name?

I see.

Then it sounds like you should explain it from the beginning.

My mother was the first child my grandmother gave birth to, but my father was born a knight.

Even so, I wasn't a knight in reality.

I graduated, so I had a knight's degree, but that's not what you call a knight, is it?

Yes, as you can imagine.

On the contrary, I didn't even have a title, so I mean... well, you're in much the same position as the average person.

My father is already dead.

That's okay. Isn't His Royal Highness in the same situation?

Right...... so shall we start talking when my father and mother were college students?

My father was a knight academician of the same generation as my mother.

Needless to say, my mother is a correctional student.

My father's home, called the Guy family, is a lineage that leads to General Boff and gives him lords from generation to generation.

I was later cut off, so with the Guys, I've never even met them.

No, that's okay.

Now, I don't have a face to make you see me.

My father was socializing with my mother when I was in college.

If you follow the original, it seems to have been caused by my mother's love at first sight.

My mother must have thought that being a kid in a big house like Gudanvier would pull me off.

He seemed to use a pseudonym when socializing.

Of course, he would have been a celebrity when it came to Gudanvier's lady, so my father would have noticed along the way if he had talked to a friend about it.

But my father hid socializations from his people.

I guess you thought socializing with a witch was a bad feeling within your peers.

The two socialized in three years.

So there have been a lot of events in the meantime, but let's just say we skip that.

It's about one day when I refrained from graduating up close.

My mother's pregnancy has been discovered.

I guess you could call it the day my father's life started going crazy.

My father learned for the first time then that his opponent was the Lady of the Great Witch House.

Until then, my father would have been greatly surprised because he was lied to, for example, the three women of the Zero Witch family of the Magic Lord.

Because if you're such an understated person, you just have to welcome them to your wife, even if you're getting married.

But of course, the story is completely different when the other person is the eldest daughter of the great witch family of Renji.

Having me pregnant is nothing but taking responsibility and going to my son-in-law.

At this time, I don't know what contention there was between my father and my mother, but eventually my father agreed to give up and go to his son-in-law.

My father has roughly thrown away all his previous life.

This event was, of course, a scandal for my father's home, but it was also true for Gudanvier.

My mother is my oldest daughter, so the woman who was seen as her daughter gets pregnant while she is in school, etc., is talking about verbal preaching.

Apparently, my grandmother was furious, but when my mother's stomach grew bigger, she couldn't even hide it, so it meant they were engaged.

But that child will flow.

Even though the child has flown away, we cannot dissolve the engagement.

If my mother's pregnancy hadn't been well known, it was also possible to decide that she hadn't had everything yet, but that was also impossible because my mother herself had blown around.

My father had a frozen school life and married after graduation.

By then, you seemed to have been forgiven by your parents.

My father was abandoned by all his friends, cut off from his parents' house as well, and began to live in Gudanvier's mansion.

It's something I haven't left the correctional institution, so it didn't seem like I could do any work, I was just flirting.

So you spent your days blamelessly, with occasional faces in the social world and such.

And fifteen years after my marriage, I was finally born.

Yes, I haven't had a child for fifteen years.

My father adored his first child.

The family, fearing the negative effects, all hated it when my father left me.

But even if I complained in my mouth, I didn't actually stop it, so I've always had my father take care of me.

No, you weren't missed out on such human kindness.

Simply because my mother didn't do well, I wasn't expecting much.

Hehe, it must be something crazy.

I got milk from my nanny and my father raised me.

My father told me bedtime stories, played with toys, and laughed at me in the cavalry.

My father is also the one who taught me basic reading and writing.

But apparently, this kid is excellent, and as I figured it out, I was increasingly separated from my father.

Still, my father came to see me in my room for something, and he took care of it.

Yeah, I really liked my father.

My father, fifteen years later, had not forgotten the heart of a knight.

So, from an early age, he taught me something like a knight's mindset.

Oh, you went into the cavalry because of that?

No, no way.

In those days, I was going to go to a correctional facility.

Even the knights can't wait to hunt in the woods. Even so, you won't want to abandon the knight's path and become a hunter.

Ultimately, I pushed off the opposite and went into the cavalry, so of course it affected me, but I wasn't planning on going into the cavalry from an early age.

The events that directly caused my decision to enter the cavalry occurred when I was eight years old.

My father died protecting my mother.

That night, I was about to go to a night club with my family.

On that road, a group with a grudge against Gudanvier attacked the carriage.

Yeah, that's actually a good thing.

Between witches, killing each other is meant to be a lawsuit, but for those who seem to have been deprived of everything in political and commercial strife and only humiliation remains, there is nothing.

Needless to say, the Great Witch family buys a lot of grudges.

At this time, a witch family who had been hit by her grandmother at the Royal Castle and a merchant who had been smashed to death in business joined hands, hired people, and attacked us.

At that time, the carriage my grandmother and I rode was running all the way behind the carriage my parents rode.

Our family was on their way to the night club, splitting into two carriages.

The attack was on my parents' carriage, which was running the lead.

The thief killed your man and attacked the wagon when he first stumbled upon the two horsemen of his escort.

My father had a sword, he was out alone, he guarded the carriage door, he fought.

Now that I think about it, it's probably because my opponent was a golo too, but my father struggled quite a bit and killed about five thieves.

However, there seemed to be nothing I could do about it, as there were from ten opponents, albeit Gorotsky.

It was too late when the carriages we rode rushed and the horseback escorts joined us to sweep away the thieves.

My clothes were torn apart and my body was cut off and I couldn't stand any longer.

My father was immediately transported to the doctor and the wound was stitched, but apparently too much blood was shed, and my face lost its temper and I breathed, so I finally had a chance.

My mother lost her mind in the carriage and was transported to the mansion, and my grandmother was busy cleaning things up, and I was the only one around at the time of her death.

My father, in the abyss of death, said to me:

"I wanted to die like a knight..."

and.

I protected your mother. I said.

Then,

"I didn't protect him."

That's what I say.

"I wanted to protect someone and die, even if only in form, if I were to die anyway. Sounds a little bit like a knight... but who would think it was like a knight's death when he died protecting him"

Now I guess by then, my father didn't love my mother very much.

My father,

"Thoughtless...... but not bad"

So he said, "My head." So he died.

... So impressed?

Huh?

No, no, you're not.

Of course, my father's words were in my heart, but so I said, "Okay, be a knight!" I didn't think so.

In those days, I still didn't want to be a witch.

I still didn't think the witch business was bad.

Even if you listen to my father, yeah, that's the way you live. That's not a bad way to live. I just thought so.

Because my father didn't deny the witch.

Yeah, humans aren't bad at communicating their lives to their children.

I guess, very normally, a witch is a fine job that people respect. I thought so.

Because that's what they were telling me.

My father, too, didn't say it badly because it's a business that indirectly keeps him alive.

Rather than, to put it too badly, you probably thought my life as a witch would go crazy.

I grew up completely unaware of the existence of people who speak ill of witches.

Naturally, though.

No evil man would say to his own child, "I live by doing things that aren't rocks," would I?

So I was so pure that I wished I could remain the witch of Gudanvier, the Lord.

Well, to put it this far, you'll understand, but after that, something happened that woke me up.

I was sad that my father was dead, and my studies were out of hand.

The way you died was the way you died, so you didn't know how to accept it.

I think I cried every day and finally fell ill and lay on the floor for about three months for some reason.

My grandmother and my mother have repeatedly come to my room and told me to peel it off and cut it off after two months, and so on.

When I was a family other than me, I was pretty cold about my father's death.

My father's death was the hang-up, and he was afraid I'd be useless.

I know how that feels.

My mother seemed enthusiastic at the beginning of her engagement, but by the time I was born, the couple seemed to be cold.

To my grandmother, I would have only considered myself a disturber from the beginning.

My father didn't need it from anyone but me.

Don't be sad for nothing. Just get back on your feet, I guess I was about to say.

So... no, before that.

Nobody seems to be listening.

No, it's a story that anyone in the witch neighborhood knows up to now, so it doesn't matter who asks.

Okay, let me tell you more.

One day, my mother visited my bedroom, and she saw me crying today.

"You're not that man's child."

That.

Phew, are you surprised?

Me too, when I heard that, I was very surprised.

Your heart could have stopped for about ten seconds.

Huh?

Of course, then whose child am I? I heard that.

I'm confused and I don't remember very well, but I was returned with the answer "I slept with a lot of guys, I got pregnant".

Well, you didn't have a vice.

After that, it was suddenly self-inflicted and I couldn't say anything back.

Now there's no way to be sure, but perhaps my father lacked the ability to conceive a woman.

Yeah, that's what some people do.

No, I wasn't hit by a steeple and crushed or anything, I was born to be.

I asked Yuri insignificantly, and Yuri said he knew it too.

That's right, that's right.

Sometimes the sperm that a man spits can't get a woman pregnant.

Right.

Yes, you are.

Perhaps someone slept with another man because I couldn't do it when I was a correctional student or because I wanted to get pregnant and marry my father.

Or maybe you simply cheated and got pregnant.

I've looked into it after, but my father didn't seem to have had a lot of sexual prevalence, either, not that my mother was my first opponent.

During the fifteen years, it was caused by my father's affair that the two of them had quarrels.

But my father couldn't have a single bastard, even if he had many relationships with the woman in the mansion or the liquor store woman.

There weren't even any of those rumors.

If you have been related to an unspecified number of women for more than a decade, anyone can have one or two common children.

So I guess that's what this is all about.

My mother, too, must have been in a hurry because she had sex for fifteen years and never got pregnant.

I don't know.

Though I just don't feel right when I think the result is me.

Right.

Me, too, can now be accomplished, but of course not at the time.

That didn't make me feel bad anymore.

Yeah, I threw up everything I ate, and my stomach felt sick all four or six times, and I couldn't put anything in my mouth.

Now, my heart felt wild all the time, breaking plates with emotion.

Heh, now I think it's funny.

That's right. It was enough to break the plate. What I could have done.

I've never had anything heavier than a spoon in those days. Because she was an eight-year-old girl raised to be a flower, a butterfly.

The furniture didn't break when I hit it.

I slept in bed at four or six o'clock, so when I was driven by anger, my young bobby ran wild trying to break sheets and blankets.

But the blanket was enough to remove some hair, and even the thin sheets couldn't be broken by my power.

The furniture is because all the furniture in the mansion was luxury and sturdy made.

If I let my anger beat me to my heart's content, it's already very painful and it's the one that got me rolling around the floor.

Heh heh... you didn't just about get mad then.

That's why the destruction that I could do to a young man was, at best, to throw a dish at me and crack it.

And then, for once, you threw a candlestick stabbed by a burning candle on the floor, roughly enough to make a fuss.

So, I went to my grandmother with a lot of troubled and violent quotes on my own.

Yes.

Because my grandmother is the head of the family, and she is the owner.

I didn't do it until then because I was worried about what I would do if my mother was severely punished for snitching about my mother's evil behavior.

But in the end, I decided to say it.

At the time, my grandmother was a fair ruler.

As a result of my thoughts, I will still have my mother judged. So you thought.

Yes.

After listening seriously to me, my grandmother said, "So what do you say?," I said.

Then,

"That's something you don't really care about. Whose tare it was made of, it's a small thing," he said.

No, no, I didn't think that was terrible.

It felt like you were trying to comfort me.

At that time, it doesn't matter who my real father is. Because it came to the idea.

But what I couldn't convince myself of was that my father had been betrayed. That's what I meant.

Right.

My father was having an affair, so there will be a part about each other.

I didn't know about the affair at the time.

But even if there was an affair, having someone else's child falsely raised with my child is another matter.

My father raised me with love.

But that affection was infused with a misunderstanding of me as a real child.

My mother did not just betray me once, but by lying to me, she gave her pure love and devotion to me.

That seemed like a nauseating, despicable evil to me.

I told my grandmother about it in good faith.

But my grandmother really didn't seem to understand.

My father passed away without knowing anything, so he didn't ostensibly show any problems, so what's the problem? That was the opinion.

That's so, you're right, but it wasn't that kind of a problem if you take it from me, which was pure at the time, which wasn't even out of line with the public.

In the first place, I thought of my grandmother as a man of good sense.

Right.

I was unknown to the world.

That said, now that I think about it, I made it uncomfortable at this time because my father taught me that there was a chivalry-derived way of thinking.

Without my father, I would have accepted my grandmother's words as they were.

... That's a long time.

That's more or less the end of the story.

Afterwards, for the first time, I got a chance to look back at our family business in earnest.

After all the research, two years later, by the time I was ten, I had no intention of succeeding to the family business at all.

Yeah, I wanted to go into the cavalry anyway and try to live the life my father wanted so badly.

So when it was time to get ready for school, I did all sorts of work.

Dive into my grandmother's or mother's study and cleverly rewrite the paperwork......

Huh?

Oh, yes.

You say it in a bad way.

But, well, you're right.

There's no way my family would admit it, for God's sake, because it's more obvious than seeing fire.

I tricked my family into enrolling.

My parents are still not convinced about the cavalry.

I picked up my own Knightly paperwork, cleverly switched it from the Correctional Home, and checked every day for letters that reached the Mansion, asking me if this was really okay or if it didn't have to be the Correctional Home, all of which came to the fireplace and burned.

When I was in the penitentiary exam, I came to the college, went into the building once, then hid, and went home at the end of the day.

So, the next day, I snuck into the Knights Institute exam.

My grandmother didn't seem to notice until the day of the induction ceremony.

Ugh, Your Highness was angry with Yuri that day, when the admissions ceremony was over, for some reason, and he took Yuri, who was talking to me, right?

At that time, I was afraid that someone at the mansion would catch me and put me under house arrest.

Yeah.

Keeping your body in captivity, it's not impossible to use your power to quickly admit you to a correctional institution.

Of course, it's hard if the semester starts, but if you're not even in the dorm yet, it's not hard if you force it.

Huh... I kind of miss you.

I was disguised that day like my current highness, and I walked to the cavalry.

I hid the tools in advance when you came to the Royal Castle on business.

Yeah. I still remember that.

This is the fifth office on the ground floor.

You have a cleaning tool that you rarely use.

Heh heh, it would be something I did a lot of research on as a child.

So I got dressed and sneaked out of the royal castle, and I headed to the cavalry.

Most importantly, if Yuri had been invited to lunch at that time, I wouldn't have had to make that kind of danger.

Yeah, I invited you.

But they turned me down.

That's right.

Of course, if it's lunch, you'll be with Master Luke, right?

Exactly, it would be impossible to surround the Duke in large numbers and abridge me, so it would have been safest if Yuri and I could have acted together until the Cavalry.

But, well, the disguise went well, and I managed to get to the cavalry safely.

Then Yuri beat Dora down during the day and made a fuss.

Haha, think about it, that's the only time you saw Yuri so grumpy back.

Huh?

That's right.

Oh, Your Highness wasn't there that day, was he?

I had a bleeding shack incident on the day of my stay, so Yuri said, it was depressing without any more shadows to see.

When I talk to him, he drops out on the day he enters the dorm. It's over now. He said something like that.

Of course, it's impossible for the Howe family's son to be cut off from the future by such boredom.

I gave him that advice, and he seemed kind of distracted.

Like that, I was able to get into the dorm safely, and then I didn't go home for about six months.

Ugh, even I don't feel like it.

Because when I left, I knew that would already eat a sermon with Netineti.

It doesn't matter if most of the world gets cold. That's a lot.

But, well... in my case, that doesn't mean you're welcome home, even if it's mostly cold.

So I still try not to go home to my parents.

At the end of Myalo's long story, Carol had an indescribable look.

"Yeah...... very well understood"

"Really?"

"You've spoken well."

Carol took Myalo's hand.

Each other, the palms were a little stiff when it comes to the girl's soft skin.

"It doesn't matter. Now, it's past. I'm happy now."

"I guess so."

"At the moment, the problem is where you work, right? In some cases, this could be more tragic."

And Myalo spoke lightly.

"Pfft, if you're in trouble, me or Yuri, either. Talk to me. If you do, I'll figure something out."

"Right...... oh, you're done with your tea. Shall we leave?"

"Right. We talked a lot."

"Yes. I've stayed long"

"I'll pay for it. Thanks for letting me talk to you."

Carol paid for it and the two of them left the store.

Then they went back to the college, and when they put on the disguise, they went back to everyday life.