The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

I'm fifteen years old.

When I turned fifteen, I sang my routine without doing anything special.

I was finally able to master the Terrorist language to the extent of everyday conversation, and my academic and practical skills were in order.

Or I ended up taking most of the units except for my practical skills, and I had plenty of time.

Come to think of it, 120 of the 200 credits to be taken in seating are exempt, so there are only 80 credits left.

If you do it seriously for five years, it's only natural that you'll be free.

Speaking of things that have changed, about six months ago Harrol said, "I've had enough Terrorist language, I'm coming. Goodbye," he said, leaving.

Harrol and I were like college lecture friends, but we did a lot of talking in relation to port usage rights.

The Harrell Chamber of Commerce, because of its relationship with the Witch House, seems to have a hard time entering the harbour of Wang Du, so he gave me a permit to use the harbour of the Hou family in the south.

So I traveled a while back.

It's pretty remarkable about life and death because after six months he hasn't come back yet.

It was about that fold.

Carol arrived as she spared her afternoon time in the dorm as usual.

It's for you.

So I threw a single envelope and came over.

"What?

And when you listen,

Your mother wants to see you.

Hmm???

"You mean your mother, possibly Her Majesty the Queen?

"Yes."

That's right.

"Why would I look at Her Majesty? Did you do something wrong?

I only have a bad feeling you'll be summoned to the highest power in the country.

"It says in it"

And Carol pointed to the envelope I had in hand.

So is that.

Because you wrote it in writing, it's quicker to read that one.

The letter came in a touchy envelope that seemed to be the finest parchment.

The mouth is fastened with sealed wax.

Again, this was a wax with a beautiful pearl color.

Must be a luxury item. Is it because of preconceptions that I think?

When I peeled off the wax, I looked inside.

Knights College students, Yuri Howe

Praise the special medal for the development of special effects of poxosis, and bestow it on His Majesty.

At last, I forgive you for looking.

To enter the royal castle by the due date.

jade seal

... What, about that one?

Luke told me that it was working and I also taught the neighboring house, but it was also in Her Majesty's ear.

Hmm.

I wonder if I can even get some money.

"I don't know."

"What?

"It says by the due date, but not the due date. Does this mean we're going to book a sight at the Royal Castle and set a due date?

"No, it's not"

Is it not?

"They told me to bring him in"

I'm coming with you.

Is it okay if I don't have an appointment?

"That's right. You can have your clothes in uniform."

"Oh, my God, that's texty"

What was the sight?

"The minister and the guards are in the lookout room."

I want to complain about giving back my dreams.

"You wouldn't, they told me to let you through in the back, so it would be a guest room facing the garden"

"What... well, I don't know"

It's easier that way, I hope.

"So, what time are you going to do it?

"I've been free lately, so you can always do it."

"So you don't mind today?

Today.

Like today.

Grandma, don't go home.

"Is that okay? Don't be rude."

"Ha."

Carol laughed with her nose.

I didn't know you cared about manners.

What the hell do you think you're doing with me?

Right in front of Her Majesty.

"Oh, my God, that's surprising."

You sound really surprised.

What do you think I am?

Are you also thought to be the only honorable man in heaven and below, who sells fights to the Queen in peace?

Carol just seemed to have a good face at the Royal Castle, and the guards of the Kingsguard would pass me by facepath, so I went a long way.

I thought maybe I'd climb the stairs to the top of the royal castle, but they just don't have that.

I only climbed the stairs twice, so I climbed onto a terrace with a few steps from the ground.

On the terrace where the warm sun shone, the grass flowers were planted in pots and left there all over.

Some are affordable round pots, while others were planted in giant pottery in planter form.

Are you switching bowls considering the flowering season, all the bowls were leafy, buds and flowers.

It doesn't look like the water supply is going through, but I guess someone comes in every day and waters it down to the ground.

In the center of the terrace there was a round table.

There is no mold or uncleanness at all, often at tables with fine wood and outdoor laying.

I guess they frequently treat me indoors and wipe me well every time I serve them.

One of the chairs surrounding that table sat a woman who I remember mouthing on the back of my hand at the admissions ceremony.

I can't even say I'm young, but I can't even say I'm old, I look mediocre, but I have a sense of elegance and quiet tension.

Does that seem so because you are unconsciously overwhelmed by authority?

"Nice to meet you."

He had a very similar voice color to Carol.

When I stood on one knee, I took a most salutary stance.

"I am grateful and happy that you have given me the opportunity to bathe in the honor of worship. Your Majesty."

"Oh, ugh"

"Don't wear a cat, idiot"

I hear a terrible voice coming from over my head.

I got up and paid for the sand grains on my knees.

Bad ass. No.

"What the..."

Even though it was a shoulder-strained greeting that bothered me for an hour.

"You don't have to be so frightened because it's not a gaze room."

"You don't mean you shouldn't be afraid."

"Well...... I guess so. It's a fever, isn't it?"

Too rude.

It's okay because we're each other.

"You're close."

Her Majesty the Queen was smiling frankly.

"Look, sit down"

Carol just sat in the chair.

Uh-huh.

"What's up? Sit down."

"Fool, can you sit before Your Majesty recommends you in these seats"

This is what I care about.

"Please, have a seat"

Oh, yes.

"Now, if you'll excuse me,"

I sat in a chair.

"He's a lot more polite than I was listening to you."

"I'm afraid."

"I'm wearing a cat, this guy."

You bastard, you can do whatever you want just now. Oh, no.

"I'm not wearing it, Your Highness."

"Stop it, I have goosebumps"

"I envy you. Wow, I wanted these friends when I was a student, too. I wish I'd been in the cavalry."

"Because this is the only fool I've ever seen."

You can say whatever you want from this guy just now.

"Here comes the tea."

A lady in a maid's clothes showed up,

"Excuse me."

So I put a tray with tea tools on it on my desk.

When I look at the teacup, I know it's expensive with one eye.

The thickness of the meat is thin and the written pattern is beautiful.

I've never seen these delicate, sprinkled tea utensils in our house because they are not preferred by knights.

Her Majesty the Queen reaches for the tea bowl.

"Mother, I'll do it"

And Carol blocked it.

"Really? Please."

I have to say nothing. Was it like Her Majesty would make me tea?

It feels like a rare experience, too.

Carol was good at handling tea tools just to make a name for themselves.

He manipulated the tea leaves and teapot in a way he was used to and brightly brewed tea for three.

With a small plate of tea and sweets, the cup is placed before me.

I don't know why you're so familiar with it, though it seems like you can have tea or work as a junior maid or a samurai.

At least, there was no culture in my house where every satsuki could have tea from hand to hand.

Her Majesty the Queen spoke of tea.

"Delicious. You've improved, Carol."

"Thank you"

When I drank it too, it was certainly delicious tea.

It's not typically brewed wheat tea, it's herbal tea-like.

It's early spring now and I'm a little chilly, so it's just fine.

"... you don't have anything?

Some kind of anticipation eye? is turning to me.

Are you being asked for your thoughts?

Is it my decision to say what I think, just like the tea ceremony?

Hmm.

"I think it's delicious"

"What's that?"

Carol chuckled.

It seemed kind of weird.

I thought I was weird, too.

When you finish a whole cup of tea,

"You can keep talking, but let's get to the bottom of this."

said His Majesty.

When it comes to the point, is that it?

"The other day, I sent a letter to Mr. Luke, and I tried to give him a grace, but he wouldn't ask me because it was my son's business. Did Yuri really think about it?

Hmm.

After all, this looks like you can't help but lie.

"Right."

I wish Luke had taken it upon himself.

"How did you come up with that?

"I figured it out, because I was originally the rancher's son, so I asked the cattle keeper. Because it seemed like a famous story from a long time ago among cattle breeders. So it's not about invention. Does that mean rediscovering?"

It was an excuse to think on the way here.

"I see. So strange that it hasn't spread to snacks before."

"Right."

I wonder.

Even if someone notices, I don't think it's possible unless someone in a position like Luke shows understanding.

Or if you don't know how infection works, if you imprint the wound with disgusting mucus coming out of the cow, you can certainly prevent it. Oh, my God, nobody believes that.

If you just look at what you're doing, you'll think it's creepy and suspicious folk therapy.

Even if it was Luke, I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't preached it enthusiastically.

"But that realization saved a lot of lives. Thank you."

"Yeah, you're welcome"

As far as I'm concerned, you're lucky to have been saved.

I don't mind if you use it on your own.

As for this one, I just wanted to prevent it from infecting my family, and I'm just glad you saved me, and I don't want to ask for anything.

"So, I'd like to thank you, what would you like?

"Thank you"

An example gift or something?

What do you want? I guess asking gives you some of what you want.

"Doesn't it have to be stuff or money?

"Oh, fine. within common sense."

Common sense range?

I wonder if I'll be in it.

"What I want now is a patent."

"Patents? Proprietary patents, maybe?

Her Majesty's eyes sharpened.

Proprietary patents are special permits that specifically allow a local or national monopoly on commerce for an item.

I don't exactly devote anything like wheat, but it is also done in this country to devote salt, copper or wax, and to give certain merchants and aristocrats rights.

When you do that, it's illegal in the first place for a newly entered store or something to handle the item. This means that profits will be monopolized.

"No. When I'm going to invent something original or something, I want you to protect the benefits of that invention."

"... um, what does that mean?

I wonder how to explain it.

"For example, suppose I try and make a terrific invention over the next decade, right? Definitely, but I make money commercializing it. Well, let's just assume it was conveniently pandemic."

"Yes, sir."

"But if you find out after a while that you can make a lot of money with it, this is also normal, but it's why other people make the same product. The same product made by another human will be distributed. Then what was the point of my decade of hard work? Only the first inventor loses money."

"Well, yeah. But maybe that's what you have to keep a secret about how to make a product?

Is that it?

"Indeed, if what you invent is a bottled medicine or something, it will be difficult to determine how to manufacture it from a liquid medicine. But, for example, what if I invented a mechanism to revolutionize the accuracy of the clock? If I buy what I sell and break it down, I'll know how it works quickly, so keeping it a secret is synonymous with not selling it."

"... um, yeah. But in that case, we're all gonna lose access to what we invented, right? You won't be able to use any other clock technician."

"No, once you use it, you just have to give away some share from the sales for what the technology you used contributed to the profits. If it's an example of an earlier watch, you just need to get about five minutes of the whole thing because the mechanism is part of the whole thing. If this was a drug, you would need to get more because the invention is everything. But it would be more unfair not to pay at all because the money you pay there would be the price you would pay if you developed it yourself."

"Hey......"

It's kind of troubling.

"But when it expires forever, this will also be unfair"

And I got the word.

"Um, what do you mean?

"For example, it would still be odd to have a patent granted to the person who invented the spear and how much money that family would get per spear for thousands of years. So I'm wondering if you can expire about twenty to thirty years. After that, inventions will be made public, and if they are made available to anyone, they will all be gained as a nation."

"Oh, you have no greed."

"Yeah, that's not what I did because I wanted to gain more than I did."

I lied shamelessly.

"Hey... I'll think about it. But, unfortunately, I can't get back to you on this occasion. I need to talk to a lot of people."

"Absolutely."

"Let me ask you something, you might not be the only one who can patent it."

"Naturally. Of course you don't mind. As far as I'm concerned, I just want you to protect the interests that flow from your invention. There's nothing to complain about if I'm in one of the protected people."

I've been free lately, anyway.

There are many ways to make money, but without a patent system, it's just vain.

In this country, especially since the Seven Witches (Seven Witches) are a huge capital that has come to power, even if they give something groundbreaking, they steal an immediate idea, and if they just get puffed up, it can still happen plainly that the pressure crushed this sales channel, repainted their share, and even though it was this way that they developed it, they can take all the sweet juice.

It can happen, or it's happening a lot in real life.

As a result, no one strives, no matter how hard they try. Such a society can be created.

Exactly, it's like turning the Howe family to enemies if you do that to me, so obviously you won't, but you'll come out with about a similar product in grandeur.

If there is a patent system, it is safe.

Well, if it turns out the patent system wasn't working, you can have some money.

"What the hell are you gonna start with?"

Carol was looking at me with surprise.

What are you going to do?

"Money has never crossed. I don't care how much it costs."

"You knights have a knight's share."

I said something like a hard-headed Osama.

"Even knights don't live by eating cashmere. I'll make some money."

Rather, for the majority of knights, it is of the utmost importance to make money and, if you change your language, earn food support.

"Ugh... maybe that's true"

"Unlike you, I'm too hippy this afternoon because I've almost finished my class. Moneymakers are more meaningful than napping."

"If you're a hippo, you can swing a spear."

I'm going to say it with a big serious face.

Are you nuts?

A spear would shake it every morning.

Why do I have to swing until this afternoon?

"You're not going to be a martial artist."

Martial artists are people who don't look so good, but who hone their fighting moves, like Yu O of Nau 'ka.

When it comes to war, they hire them and they organize things like mercenary units, so there are a lot of special things in the heap of the Howe family's possession.

"Well, yes... money making is..."

I still can't seem to convince you.

"Carol, making money is important, okay?

Oops.

Here came the Queen's follow-up.

"Mother."

"We don't have much trouble with money, so there's a neglect for money, but most people work to make money. It's not much of a fool."

"Then I'm not making a fool of myself..."

Carol looks a little crying.

Your Majesty's sermon mode?

"Sure, you shouldn't make money and neglect your college students, but Yuri is an honorary student who's also in class, so you don't have much to say about games."

It was usually an adult opinion.

However, in my parents' opinion, I guess there's something different again.

Her Majesty is the parent of men, but not mine.

I'm just trying to figure out if I should talk to Luke or Suzuya.

"If you do something bad for money, it shouldn't, but it's supposed to be a good thing to make money? Because if everyone makes money, that's how rich the country gets. Does Carol know exactly what's going on around there?

Yabe, I'm losing my sermon.

You were a surprisingly preachy mother, this guy.

After that, some sermons continued, and each time Carol was grumpy.

"Wow, I get it..."

At the end of the sermon, I was in tears.

Though I didn't do anything, that's pathetic.

"Dunmai"

I encouraged him.

"Kid, I'm fucked!!

Biting a little bit, he kicked his chair and stood up in an angry state of mind.

Yabe, I'm angrier than I thought.

"Oh, my God, I did it off..."

"Absolutely deliberate! Get away from me!

"There's nothing wrong with you. Didn't you just say that?"

"That's what's pissing me off! I was pissed off because of you!

It's my fault.

Though I think I deserve it.

"Here."

Her Majesty the Queen took control with a sharp voice.

"Ugh."

"Don't finger your friend. I don't know."

Were you fingered?

I didn't realize.

"Ugh... sorry"

"Apologize to Yuri, too."

"Ugh..."

Carol looked nasty.

Exactly apologizing to me in this development would be too harsh for Carol.

How cattle are you?

You don't have to apologize.

And I told Carol.

"Oh yeah?"

"This is like a mere twist, Your Majesty. Then every time you apologize or get apologized for, it won't be funny."

"... heh. You're a really good friend."

Do you?

"I don't know."

"Yuri, can you come to your son-in-law if you like?

……

What are you talking about, Your Majesty?

"Buh."

Carol was brewing tea.

"Kahohohohoho... what are you doing, Mother? Impossible."

"You have a rare opinion."

Impossible.

"If you care about the house, it's not like you haven't had a case in the past, and you don't mind? You can keep your last name, and if you have a girl, you can have it here, but if you have a boy, you can use it as a trail for the Howe family, so there's no problem."

Hey, here.

Don't talk vivid.

"I haven't thought about getting married yet."

I know what the situation is, but let's just say this.

"Oh, yeah? But think about it."

"Mother, my husband will decide for himself."

"You did."

About twenty minutes of tea from there, and when His Majesty's errand came in, the tea party was held that day.