The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"So I'm supposed to keep your figure, is that okay with you? If you don't like it..."

"Regards"

I was honest.

Normally accepted.

Is that all right?

"Ah... yes. That's fine."

If I were my age in real life, I'd usually be anxious.

Are you sure you're okay? What's going to happen to me?

That would not have bothered me when I was about thirteen.

"I know, but I'm a student, so I don't need to look after myself or anything. I'll have the maid quit her job."

"Really?"

Bullet nodded.

"You're light on the yakitori. Are you untrained or something?"

"They said it wasn't very suitable..."

That's...

I was being hard on you.

"I asked for your information, but they told me how it wasn't for me."

"Because I broke a plate"

Hmm.

"What else?"

"To tell you the truth, I fell during my service yesterday, and I failed to cook"

I said softly.

Are you a motor tone retard or a dodgy kid?

"Did you get slapped?"

It is a problem if you beat it.

"I couldn't raise my hand, but I was pissed off"

After all, it's soggy.

Hmm.

Overall the information, I guess I'm pretty sure there was a drop......

It's not for the maid, because maybe it's not a mistake, though.

"I don't know if I can help, but I'm going to try my best"

I lowered my head with dust.

I'm fine.

"I am."

Hmm, what can I say.

What words should I convey?

"I want you to be honest. So I don't care about failures as a maid, etc. Rather, I'm glad you talked about it without hiding that failure. There are as many capable ones as there are, but it's hard to find one that you can trust. You are."

I wonder how to tighten it.

"Don't hide it, be honest, be honest. That's one talent."

"... ok"

Bullet nodded.

"Okay, let's go."

Lately, as I walked through the city, I started to see beggars when I did.

The begging by the story seems to be mostly displaced from the kingdom of Kirchna.

There is no cultural difference in the Shan nation, even if there are borders, so there is not a great deal of grief when it comes to displaced people, but from the point of view of employment, it is grief itself.

We are running out of jobs due to oversupply of labour.

The Kingdom of Siyalta is the last country to perish if it were to perish for a long time, because the Shans are not stupid either. Thus, a star was attached, so to speak.

If the country perishes, it will flee to the Kingdom of Siyarta, not the neighbouring country. That is what the slightly smarter refugees had in mind at all times, and the Kingdom of Siyalta has always hosted the refugees.

Regardless of the people in the Wang Capital, the heads of the five major generals, the managers of the local territories, have been actively turning the refugees around to facilitate their reception.

But in the first place, the Kingdom of Siyarta is not particularly fertile.

There are just limits, and there is only about as much land left to spare as the extreme cold in the north, at a level where people can live no matter how much nowadays.

In particular, there are already limits to labour-intensive farming practices in the southern territories of the Howe family.

Listening to the story, it seems that every time a country perishes, it has become bigger and smaller. These are the situations, but just when neighbouring countries perish, refugees also appear to be of different sizes, and the next influx is historically awesome.

I don't mind the influx, but I don't necessarily have a job there.

So far it has been contained to such an extent that there are still no starving deaths, but what will happen from now on?

Walk with Tobotobo to head to Kaf's home.

Although this is a semi-residential area, shops are often open on the ground floor of multi-storey homes.

It was a holiday day day, so there were a lot of people.

And I kind of noticed an old man roaring near a trail entering the alley.

Is it a pickpocket or something?

Do you have a wallet?

"Oh, yes."

"Don't let it out. I'm talking about being careful not to get sucked."

"S...?

I look so troubled, I'm going to look up to you.

Do you think it will make a sleigh?

"There's a guy walking by, pulling his wallet out of someone else's pocket."

"Eh."

Bullet suppressed his own pockets.

That was the easiest way in and out of my jacket, a pocket on my flank, and when I tried it out of the sleigh, it was the easiest place to aim.

Is that what you're putting in there...

"Do so. He just got out of the country. He's easy to target."

Well, if you held your pockets open like this, you wouldn't even be aiming.

Even so, it's nice to be alert to suspicious guys like this, but mostly it ends in vain.

If you keep your eye on me all the time before, you think I'm gonna get hit in the back and get my purse sucked?

While I was thinking about that, I walked past the trail.

Look, it was nothing.

When I thought, my legs were.

A weight riding kick was directly hitting the man's lower abdomen as he penetrated.

While I kick it, I realize what I did a moment late.

He suddenly dashed from the alley and kicked the old man in.

Before I thought about it, my body was moving.

I pulled the short knife in my pocket out of my sheath.

Observe Osama, taught at the college, with a loose knife and a one-handed fighting pose, and a kick in the lower abdomen during the moment.

Osama was getting hungry with his stomach down.

Confirming that he was powerless, he sent the priority ahead.

I saw it in the alley.

A few unfamiliar men embarking on a half-body were stopping their feet when they saw Osama's attack fail.

"People!!!

When you shout out, you decide the situation is bad, and the men disappear into the alley.

All that's left is one dumped fool.

He was suppressing his groin while eating up his teeth.

Try to kick the soccer ball, kick the head off.

"Ohhh!!!

"It won't hurt forever."

I put my knee on Osama's chest and even put on my full weight, while I eagled my dirty hair and pulled my head, my neck protruding and accompanied it with a short knife.

"If you move, you die."

With that said, Osama stretched his pin and body.

Nearby, it didn't seem like Osama was making rough business out of it.

"Bule, keep an eye on the area. Let me know when the weird one gets here."

"Ha ha, yes"

The crowd is starting to gather because of me shouting.

You know who I am.

"And I don't know"

"No, you were after me"

My head was ragged by heat, as anger and ruthlessness had become.

This guy doesn't have a weapon.

From that, I know you didn't mean to kill me.

But it is clear that he intended to take it.

This guy was, to say the least, the spear role.

If you held me up and brought me in to the alley, the people who had just escaped would have held my mouth and were supposed to abduct me.

What would have happened if I'd been caught? Why did you try to grab me?

If you were going after me, you'd only come up with about a witch house.

I'm holding this guy, and people are gathering.

In the meantime, a police officer will come and hang out.

But the Wang Du police officers are, of course, in a corrupt relationship between the witch house and Zubzub.

Even if he talks about something in police torture, it's unlikely that things will be bright, and worse, if he's detained for a few days, he'll be left alone.

"Let me tell you, I am the son of a great nobleman. There's no sin where I killed you. If you say so, I won't kill you. If you don't tell me, I'll kill you. Who hired you?"

"No, I'm not hired."

"He wants to die."

I gently pressed the blade against my neck.

It's just a short knife from the family heirloom, sharp enough that it's going to sink if you hit it too hard.

"Chi, it's not. I attacked him because he was very nice."

"You're lying."

"True. I am a displaced person from Kirchna."

……

It is well thought that eaters are being held hostage for ransom purposes or something.

Sure, I came out dressed in a separate mansion, so I was dressed up pretty good.

"You're lying to me."

Even if it is well thought out, it is only one possibility.

The possibility of not being associated with a witch family has only increased by a few percent.

"Ugh, I'm not lying"

"If you're a displaced person from Kirchina, say the name of Jacoba's only daughter"

No one must be Kirchena and not know Jakova's name.

Jacoba is now Queen Kirchena by the name of Jacoba Tuni Chartre.

Conversely, few of them are Siyartans and know this guy's name.

Until that daughter's name, unless she's an intellectual elite out of college or a trade associate like Harrol, she shouldn't have it as knowledge inside.

"It's Master Terre."

I pulled a knife.

Even if they were after me, the witches wouldn't use the runners.

I have as many better quality men as I can.

"Do you believe me"

"I'll believe you for once"

"Huh."

I have a reassuring sigh.

You idiot.

"You idiot. He tried to expose me as a nobleman. From now on, you're tied up."

"Huh...!

You noticed now, you barked under your knees and rumbled.

If it is not the witch house's maneuver, the police officer usually arrests him and does his job normally.

Attempted noble abduction would mean tying him up first.

"Do you think you'll run away?

When I grabbed the knife backwards and put it up in front of my face, it subsided.

"Asshole. If you're scared of dying, don't start mobbing people."

"... my family made me hungry"

What, this guy.

This is the first time I've heard of a dialogue where my family is hungry.

My family can't help but be hungry.

I'd love to.

Oddly enough, he must have been used to be good for the guys who were running away because he's a congratulatory bastard.

"Meh is going to die. If he dies, he won't eat his family or shit. Asshole."

"... guh, uhh, how to"

Ah.

A big man started crying.

"I had no choice. I don't have a job.

Ah.

Huh.

"If I had a job, I wouldn't do anything wrong."

"Do it."

"What the hell did you do in Kirchna?"

"A carpenter."

A carpenter.

You just thought you wanted it.

"Ha..."

I sighed one thing and got my knee off the man's body.

"Go to the waterwheel cabin just down the south side of the river. If you hire me every day, I'll give you a job."

"Look, are you gonna miss me?

"I mean give me a chance to work. If you still want to do evil, it's better for the world to kill you. The next time you do the same thing, I'll smash you to death on the spot."

There will be room for sympathy for this guy, too.

For once, you can give your family a chance to regenerate.

"Go away."

The old man ran back and disappeared looking at this one.

If I hadn't put my face on the waterwheel cabin with this, how would I do it?

Cuff was at home unexpectedly wondering if he was out.

Cuff, I'll get in your way.

I walked in at someone else's house and opened the door on my own.

Yuri, what's wrong?

Still got it. You fell asleep on the couch.

"What's wrong with you? Why isn't it locked?"

No, really.

I'm surprised it opened so much.

"It's been a long time."

I was about to be abducted by a kidnapper.

Cuff jumped off the couch.

Are you all right?

If you weren't safe, you wouldn't be here right now.

"Fortunately, five bodies are satisfied. I could repel it."

"The witch shit together on purpose."

"No, it was like a displaced person"

"Lai Lai"

Cuff sat back on the couch again, reassured.

Hey.

"It's not good. Locked in a place where people are wandering."

You're too careless.

"It's the mountains I want to lock, but they're broken."

Was it broken?

It shouldn't always be locked by reason.

Then I think I should hang it from the inside, even in Canucci.

"Besides, what about your daughter?"

Cuff laid eyes on Bullet.

"Oh, I thought we might be able to hire you. Bule."

"Regards"

Bullet was politely uncle.

"Hey."

Something scares me.

"Yes."

"Stop letting the woman you hooked in. People who do that mostly fall apart."

What am I mistaken about, this guy?

What kind of a bitch do you think I am?

"Bullet's my bitch."

"Huh?"

I give you a barbaric voice.

"Itoko, isn't he the knight's daughter? What are you thinking?"

"It's my mother's itch. My mother's home is a farmhouse in the woods."

"Oh... you mean that"

I thought I needed to explain it from scratch, especially since I never told her about the family situation, but she seemed to know.

"N......, you mean that. Do you want me to do our job?"

"In the meantime, I thought I'd hold the cuff."

"... well, that's what you mean. I don't mean to say no."

I knew I was reluctant.

"I'll do my best"

Bullet lowered his head with a pepper.

"... where do you live now"

"It's a separate residence, but it's hard to stay. I was wondering about the room downstairs, but it looks like there's going to be a crowd, no matter how much it takes."

Exactly, you can't let a 13-year-old daughter live alone in a land where people roam.

Do you want to return to the Howe family?

"Then change your mind."

I said it lightly.

"Are you moving?

"Oh. I don't care how much you say to the landlord, the locksmith won't come. I've been making money lately, so I can't sleep."

Well, doesn't that mean it's not weird whenever a robber comes in?

"Then you can borrow it so you can make it into a warehouse. With our money."

I don't have any money, either.

I hadn't made up my mind about Cuff's salary yet.

The cuff is unpaid, so to speak.

Of course, the business is spinning this guy, so there's a gold coin or something going around directly in this guy's hands, but impressively, he hasn't got his hands on it.

"It's a cuff salary."

"Oh."

I took the liberty of going in the back and sitting in a chair.

"My father found out about the business, so I'm officially launching it as Howe."

"The Howe Company. Not the Howe Chamber of Commerce or anything."

The cuff seemed kind of happy.

I guess I'm glad that's officially the case.

"It's weird that we're a chamber of commerce because we make it."

"Well, yeah."

Generally speaking, a chamber of commerce refers to a gathering of people who sell what someone has made and make a profit.

Essentially, producers become individuals or each craftsman, and each craftsman has a lateral connection, mostly in guilds.

I'm not going to connect with anywhere.

If we are going to be independent and do all our business without relying on anything else, the name of the company would be appropriate.

"So, we're going to talk about a cuff's salary"

"Will you finally give me a percentage?"

Cuff said emphasizing the point of percentages.

I didn't forget.

"Cuff Ornette. I'm appointing you president."

"I'm the president."

He has a face that is not even dull.

"Let me serve you"

He bowed his head to me, kind of to pray for my life.

"So, what do you do?"

"I'll do the chairman. You're a director. The president means the chief of practice."

"Oh, my God, it's the way it's always been."

"No, from now on, we may use executives who are responsible for the management of the company as officers. Officers are members of board meetings. Everyone in the board meeting is going to be either a percentage or a performance-linked reward, in principle."

"Are we going to increase the number of officers?

"I don't plan on getting much more though. When it gets a little older, I want to add more like Manufacturing and Development. The man in charge there is, of course, an officer. Have the results and development directions presented at the board meeting"

"Oh, that's good. Not bad."

Cuff was laughing at Niyaniya, as he would have done with malice.

You seem convinced.

Good. Good.