The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

On April 9th, I finally reached over Reform, the king's capital of the kingdom of Kirchna.

Reformation, the king's capital of the kingdom of Kirchnah, from above, is much different in shape from Shibjak.

There is only a castle wall around the castle, like Sibyak, and the castle town is not in the form of an open one, but everything in the city is surrounded by a castle wall.

In other words, it was a splendid castle city, with all but the sea covered by walls.

The urban area is slightly narrower compared to Shibjak, which is tightly packed with buildings within the walls but is probably spreading into exile with no walls.

It also looks a little cramped from me being used to seeing Sibyak.

I approached the royal castle and unloaded stardust on a nearby open space after taking a lighter look around what seemed important.

"Hmm."

Daddy quickly removed his belt and got off the stardust.

For now, we need to keep the stardust in the eagle house, but it's our first place, so we don't even know where it is.

And before that, people came running over.

"Hey! What do you do!!

He was an old man.

Looks like a knight to me.

Hey, hey. I'm a traveler. Could you lend me the overnight accommodation?

It's a little cumbersome, but I have to explain the situation.

"This isn't where we put the eagle down!

Oh, did you?

Though, from above, it just looked like a take-off and landing site.

"I'm sorry. I am a knight academician of the Kingdom of Siyalta. I'm new to reformation, and I'm not guided."

"You think I'm a knight academician?

The old man frowned.

"Let me put this eagle in a tricago."

"It is now in time of war. I can't afford to lend Tricago to a student who comes to see the mountain."

There were no bites either.

Um, I guess I put it badly.

"I have received a special request and am on official business. It's not an amusement mountain."

"No, no, no. Connect outside the walls."

What is this guy?

It stinks.

If I were Haunted Musashi, I'd be killing people boneless.

"Read it."

I took a piece of paper out of my nose.

"Hmm?"

"Just read it. A letter of introduction."

The old man received the form and began to look through it.

And when you finish reading,

"... I don't know what the circumstances are, but if I were to be an emissary to Her Majesty the Queen of Siyarta, I wouldn't be able to leave her without her."

I said.

What I gave you is the same ID that the ambassadors and official envoys of Ciyalta will have.

It's weird when it comes to passports, but it says something in the queen's name, 'Treat this man politely'.

Nevertheless, it's not usually what someone my age has, nor is it something I can give you comfortably, so it would be natural for an old man to look confused.

"But if it is for Her Majesty the Queen, it is better for the eagle to be placed in the eagle house of the SS"

As you can see, the SS Army means the First Division Army in Siyalta.

If you want to name the Queen's guests, you mean you can be looked after by the First Division Army?

If you say so, there's no denying it.

Apparently, he's gone down to the wrong place.

"Well, can you show me around now?"

"Well, come on"

The old man walked out looking troublesome.

I grab the reins and pull the stardust.

Have you walked long enough?

I reached the eagle house.

"What can I do for you"

A good-looking breeder of someone wearing something like connecting clothes has said.

It is even more of a daddy type than what you would normally wear, especially if you work dirty, a dirty outfit that layers over your everyday clothes to keep your clothes from getting dirty.

"I am an official from Siyalta. I want you to keep the eagle overnight."

"Got it. Do you have a habit or something?

A habit would be a habit of eagles.

If you have a bad habit, such as a bumpy habit, the caregiver needs to wear a helmet and go inside.

"I don't have any bad habits. Well made eagle."

"Hmm. Then let me keep it for you"

"Please"

I handed the breeder the reins.

The breeder immediately goes to remove the saddle.

"Hey, hungry ghost there"

There was a voice from behind.

I turned around.

Next to the old man who led me, is he about thirty years old?

There was another man.

A beautiful man with long hair around his shoulders, wearing fashionable military uniform-style clothing with some golden thread.

Is it arranging military uniforms?

This would be a mixed hobby, not a regular one, since it doesn't seem like a hobby everyone prefers.

"Are you talking about me?

I said as I pointed to myself.

"Yes."

It was quite a fresh experience because I don't remember being told that I was born this way, a hungry ghost, etc.

"What can I do for you?

Did you do something that could be blamed?

"Um, actually, I wasted the eagle the other day. They want eagles."

"Really?"

Oh yeah.

I kind of had a bad feeling about it, though.

"Give me that eagle at last."

Well, that's what happens with word catch balls.

"I had a stomachache earlier." "Heh." "I'm going to the bathroom."

It was like, I could somehow read it.

You're kidding.

"I say no."

Give the eagle to the first person you meet, or whatever kind of asshole you are.

"Hmmm..." the man stroked his beautiful, crunchy jaw with no mustache at all. "I'm not saying anything for free, am I? We'll pay enough."

So, what kind of asshole are you?

Dora and I are again assholes in different directions, or you're a mistaken bastard.

"No matter how much money they pile up, I can't do anything I can't. This eagle is like a brother and sister to me who have been born and raised together. It's not something I can sell you for money."

"I don't know. You're hungry. Our country is going to be at war. You're not going out, are you, from your age? From now on, the knights of our warring allies expect eagles. We're going to use it now. Think of a priority. It would be natural to give way to it happily."

Wow, this guy is really crazy or something.

Systematic boys who can only think of things at their own convenience or.

"That's not what I found out. I have come under the royal orders of Queen Siyalta. If we're going to talk about this any more, we're going to have a crack in our friendship."

"If you don't want a crack, just shut up and send that eagle!

No matter what you think, it's Siyalta who doesn't care if the crack comes in, and I think you're the ones who'll be in trouble when you do...

It's already a hassle, so ignore it and keep the eagle.

No, if this is the case, they may claim ownership on their own after depositing it and steal it.

It's still a hassle not to be my home country.

"I don't like it."

"What the hell are you. That's why they're gonna give you the money."

Yabe, we're looping on the subject.

What the hell is this dialogue over here?

"Ha... If you have money, you can buy it at Yoso"

"In time of war. Where's the rest of the eagle"

What, you don't have it in stock?

Well, he said he wasted the eagle, and he probably won't be able to turn it from the Knights because he treats it badly and crushes it.

I don't know where the Knights are.

I thought I'd run off on the stardust already, and when I saw the stardust, the saddle was already about half way off.

I can't fly with this.

Do I have to give up my escape hand?

"Anyway, if I don't like it, I don't like it. Please listen up."

"You're the one. Come on. Why don't you take a little stand?"

Uh, it's already a pain in the ass.

It's a push question.

"I'm persistent. You're saying no, so give it up."

"Just give it to me!

It's kind of stuffed.

The handkerchief is gripped by the old man who is now a connected breeder.

I would be willing to take it away.

I let go of the kick before I weighed in and kicked around the guy's heso.

"Guh!"

The man was kicked, hit in the back and fell.

"Are you a child? Low degree."

The people who watched the noise go far distracted and reached for the weapon they were carrying.

The man I kicked also gets up again exasperating anger.

"You..."

No, no, you're the one who followed me.

This is the victim.

"Whoa! Get this guy!

The man looked around, screaming so, pulling out his short knife.

The people around us come together, too.

Are you going to tie me up?

No matter how much, there's no limit to patience.

What the hell is this country?

"Kisara!!! You mean you know who I am!!!

I uttered an outrage.

All of a sudden, they freaked out reflexively.

"My name is Yuri Howe! He is one of the generals of the Kingdom of Siyarta, the Howe family man!! Are you saying that the Knight of Kirchina forgot the name of the great gracious Howe family!!

When I told them to scream as I looked around, they all looked alike and flashed.

"If you just insult this me as a hungry ghost, yet, give me a crappy cause, try to take away the eagle that is the soul of the knight, etc., shame on you!!!

I pulled out a knife.

And then he walked over to the man and poked a short knife at him.

"If you really want my eagle, why don't you put it on black and white in a duel? If you pulled your sword out first, you naturally intend to!

Even though I pulled out my sword first, he relied on the knights he knew to tie me up because he wanted to.

You're not going to fight me for a duel.

"Gu......"

"Come on, set up a short knife!

The man lowered his knife loosely.

"What's up!! Did you cower!!!

"Chi......"

It looks like a bump. Shit.

"If you're unwilling, just get out of my sight. The bastards."

I shook my arm just to disappear because I was in the way.

"... chip"

The man struck his tongue again.

What is it, a habit?

"Shit kid... remember that"

And with that said, he turned his back on me and left.

"Hey, there."

I stood beside a man, speaking to Osama, who had guided me so far.

"Tell me the name of the man who did this earlier."

"Ha ha... no"

I don't think I want to tell you.

Ah, don't bother me anymore.

"Whether you're a naughty person or a priceless person, you can't tell me your first name. Or is the earlier one an unnameable figure in this country?

"Oh no... that's not true"

"Then there's no problem with teaching. Come on, say it."

"… his man is Jaco Yoda of Kingsguard, who calls

Jaco Yoda.

Remember.