The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Come to think of it, it may have been a shame that I just let Carol go alone, so I might not have felt comfortable, so I could be on favorable terms.

Let's think about it.

Think positive.

Nevertheless, I had some idea of someone I had to rush to keep informed.

When I left the Imperial Castle and headed straight to HQ, I made him call Cuff.

"What's up?"

I came down the stairs with a sloppy face because of lack of sleep.

"Get me Harrol"

"He's busy unloading, but is it an emergency?"

Oh, I did.

Harrol was busy loading.

Harrol is the only one who knows everything about the ship's load, so when Harrol is gone, the work stops.

Think about it, it doesn't mean we leave tomorrow or the day after.

You don't need to be in such a hurry.

"No, I knew it was fine. Call me as soon as it's closing time."

"Okay. Let's make him wait here."

So the company put it aside for the first time and came to the college.

"Well, and"

As I approached the birch dorm, I went into the woods and wrapped a cloth around my face.

Appropriately picking up dead branches in the woods to the desired location.

The intended location is under Senior Sham and Lily's room.

Their room is upstairs, so throw dead branches out of the woods, lest they be enlightened through the windows on the ground floor.

It was something I was used to and hit a computer and a window.

Though it's not a hundred shots, the building is stone, so even if you put some windows in it, it doesn't sound that loud.

In time, the window opened and Senior Lily turned up.

Seeing me face from the woods, I turned my heel back and disappeared from the window.

In time, Senior Lily ran from the front door.

"Eh, I think I made you rush..."

I kind of felt like I did something wrong.

"Ha-ha-ha... no, for what?"

Yabe, you're out of breath.

I'm not a good athlete.

I wonder why you've been running.

"Uh... what about that, Sham?

"Ha-ha-ha... today is a remedial day."

Remedial education?

Then should I give up?

"Mr. Lily, are you busy right now?

"Phew..."

Mr. Lily wiped his sweat with a handkerchief.

It's okay. It's okay.

"So... why don't we have a little coffee shop?

"Like ~"

Whether she was hungry for an outing because she was stuck in the room or simply wanted to heal her tiredness, Lily agreed with a sunny look.

"So what do we do? Is Mr. Lily there first?

I've seen her at headquarters a lot lately, but when using coffee shops near the college, etc., Lily preferred to meet me at a time difference.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Eh."

"Yeah, no more"

I'm almost graduating, so maybe I don't care about in-dorm politics.

Nothing, I'm somewhat out of position, and if I'm not going to be able to graduate, I'm not going to be killed.

"Well, in the usual place"

"Yeah."

The usual coffee shop is a coffee shop with a private room near a large library.

Ginkgo leaves.

I don't usually remember the name of the store, but I also remember the name of the store because I use it every time I meet with Piña because of her publishing relationship.

On the contrary, it is becoming more profitable to the point of being bumpy.

The two of us walk with Tokotoko to Ginkgo Leaf.

A pupil from a correctional institution on the way has been looking at this one.

It seems so disturbing that I'm walking with Mr. Lily.

Chivalry students just laugh as they chill out, even if they look familiar to me, but the guys at the correctional home look at it like it's a curiosity exfoliation.

Somehow, I felt like I could understand that Mr. Lily didn't like rumors coming up.

Anyway, now that I'm an upper class student, in Lily at the time we met, if rumors were made, I might have lost my position in the dorm.

We went into ginkgo leaves without any particular conversation.

When I opened the door, the bell on the door rang Karan Cologne with the sound I was used to hearing.

"Oh, thank you. Is it a private room? I'm free."

I was used to it and was led to a private room from the beginning.

"Say hello."

And I'm going in.

I placed an order with an employee who came in at the same time as I sat in my seat.

Both of them, it was always a menu to order.

"You still don't drink?

"Until it's twenty, I'm a believer in the theory that alcohol is poison."

Exactly, at this age, I also feel like drinking a little won't have any negative effects.

"Stiff."

Mr Lilly told me to tear it up.

"Speaking of which, did you have an example invention?"

"I could just follow you."

and Senior Lily let out a chunk of metal twisted from her pocket into a cloth.

"I'll borrow it."

Say no, then reach for it.

Something like a chunk of metal is light when you hold it, and you can see that it's cavity inside.

There was a suji in it that separated the top and bottom, and when I opened it, it broke into two pieces.

Inside it is equipped with appliances, shielded by thin, rough rope-like thin plates with igniters next to them.

Writer.

Until now, I couldn't make these kinds of igniters.

Why, because no volatile liquid fuel existed.

Where I sprinkled how much spark on the oil of plants and animals, it wouldn't catch fire.

However, when the separation of oil became possible, this was the way to make use of it.

It's just that this is about twice the size of a lighter I know.

Whether it can finally fit in your hand. It feels like.

This teases the performance of the firestone, and this lighter scrapes the firestone galloping with the yasley gear to deflate the spark, but if you don't turn it up, the amount of spark is not enough.

Because of this, the igniter got huge and this is what happened.

In other words, it is due to material problems, which are difficult to solve with current technology.

I was aware of the problem, so I was not dissatisfied with the size.

When the force was applied to sharpen the tightness and the firestone, the core ignited and a flame of the appropriate size appeared.

From me, who is a fine writer and knows how hard it is to do a fire with a firestone, I even learned a little touching.

"That's right. I just need to work out. I could hardly catch fire if I did it."

Is it bad ignition when the power is weak?

That's problematic.

"If you don't think about a firestone with a good spark, it can be difficult. There may be some room for ideas on how to get your gear in the eye."

"I don't know."

"So how much for one?"

"One gold coin... two if I were to sell it"

One gold coin...

How expensive.

"Do you want to do that"

The case is silver.

Silver.

I just saw it and noticed that the iron shines differently.

Oh, is it silver?

"Iron doesn't matter if you rip it with a pocket like that. You can't just use copper lead."

The metal is, of course, the softer it is, the easier it is to process.

But when you use a material that is too soft, a flaw appears that it just breaks off from shoulder height, or that your mouth spreads out while you are refilling the oil a few times.

On the contrary, as soft as lead, it melts even at temperatures about the lighter's fire.

I wish I could press or something, but I don't have that kind of equipment either.

In that respect, silver is probably an intense compromise.

"Well, some people would buy one piece of gold. Critical."

If you are wealthy.

Tobacco is not in this country, so I won't carry it, but it is convenient for applications such as lighting the lamp on the pillow.

People seem to want it in the sense of foiling, even if it's not a must.

If you label it silver, you'll feel luxurious.

"Oh, yeah."

"If it's anything, you can have it made at Senior Lily's home."

"Uh, I don't know if that's true."

"Silver can be used with silver coins."

"Actually, I'm going to use silver too. Sterling silver is too soft."

Oh, yeah, I am.

Using coins for materials is not a separate crime.

Silver coins are alloyed to have some hardness because there is a functional problem that they seem to scrape and wear while they are in the wallet.

I guess that relationship was just as good as the material.

Hi, and the door knocked, and the clerk came in.

Teacups and sudden suds on the tray were left on the table, and confectionery was placed in the same way.

"Was your order better than that?"

"Yes, thank you"

And I said, the clerk went back.

Moisten your throat with hot tea in your mouth.

After sipping His Majesty's brewed tea, I felt just inferior.

"The patent for this will be given to Senior Lily. Please apply."

His Majesty will probably keep his promise, so the value of the patent will be revived.

"Hmm?"

It's a patent for this igniter.

Senior Lily looked surprised.

"... why would I get it? Yuri-kun thought about it?

"I don't think I have time to apply."

"I don't need it. I'm not so poor as to receive an imposition."

Apply.

Did that sound like it?

It kind of pissed me off.

"Actually, thanks. We're going to war soon."

"To?"

"I will give it to Senior Lily because in some cases she may die. Because if you die, the patent will be gone. Better not be in vain."

In a law that is not even the current law, patent rights are to be inherited for the first time, but if the applicant dies while the application is being filed, the patent becomes free.

You can't patent the dead, and once you file, even if another person files later, that's not acceptable.

Because a patent is a right granted to the first inventor, so the second person who puts it out does not qualify for it.

The technology will be made public and no one will be able to patent it.

If I die in the process of filing, it's unacceptable for Senior Lily to file an application saying, "I invented it."

One patent is going to be wasted, and that's a waste.

"Let me, let me, war. Yuri hasn't even graduated yet."

Senior Lily was panicking.

"I'm a bit of a next-generation young man, so I'm going out on a battlefield tour. Well, I'm just gonna take a look from above."

"That being said. You better not go. Yeah."

That's what I think too.

"Her Majesty's immediate request made me feel compelled to go..."

"But..."

Senior Lily looks seriously worried.

Like I'm happy, like I'm sorry.

"Ma, I don't mean just to see it, fight it, so I think it's okay. If you don't go home."

"I don't think so. If I say something ominous, I won't."

Senior Lily looked up.

"Best wishes for Sham. I'll tell the company a lot."

"... if you tell your family, no."

Sounds about right.

You'll have trouble being pushed like that.

"As a matter of position, the Howe family can't tell you to run away from me. When you do, take him and put him on the boat."

Senior Lily knows a lot about the company, and she should be fine.

Or he's an officer of the company.

"No way. I'll definitely be back."

"I'm talking about what happened."

"No way. Fine - if you say so, don't worry, you won't come back."

That's not true, though.

"I'm glad you took it on"

"I didn't take it..."

Senior Lily always gets the job even though she says something.

I say no with my mouth, but if anything happens to me, you'll care about Sham.

No, do you mind if I don't have anything?

"Me too, my life is important, so I'll be right back. Before you do, they might tell you you don't have to go."

"I don't know."

"Then I'll keep to myself"

"Totally no more"

It feels like I snorted at the disapproval, but I really don't hate it that much.

Even I don't like people, if we've been together this long, I know that much.

"Then I'll take this lighter. It would be convenient."

"When are you leaving?

"About a month from now."

"... then it's back"

"Eh."

Do I have to give it back?

I can't help it if I say so.

"Dull. I'd make a better one in a month."

Oh, you mean that.

"Sweet for your words"

"Yeah."

When I returned the writer, Senior Lily tried to wrap my hand around it and took it.

He then finished his second tea party today while enjoying the conversation and broke up with Senior Lily.