The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"... so"

And when I finished talking about the obvious, Cuff and Harrol shut up.

"You can't help it because you come from something."

And Cuff said with a difficult face.

"As far as you're concerned, I can't help worrying. Take it easy at best."

"You have to think about the possibility of dying."

When Harrol speaks that way,

"Chip," the cuff tongued.

"Dumb-ass."

and chase them further.

"Ah?

"You don't have to think about your hands and feet when your head dies."

"I can't screw with you. Shut up."

Quick fight mood.

These guys don't get along well.

"It's a matter of reason for both. Well, listen."

And when I said, they shut up.

"It makes sense to say Cuff, but it won't be impossible for Harrol to be anxious. So I'll write a suicide note and leave it with your father. I'll tell him before he dies that I won't do it, because it's in contention."

It's a mystery why you have to seriously think about inheritance at this age, but I'm pretty sure you should do it.

So don't worry about it.

When I said that, I didn't say anything to my voice, but we both nodded.

Especially as for Harrol, it's about Dr. Etha, so you better reassure him.

In some cases, I could still be tied up for the rest of my life after I die, so it's only natural for Harrol to be afraid.

"The problem is the operation while I'm gone. The cuff is fine. Do everything at your discretion except Harrol's area."

"Okay."

Cuff nodded in two replies.

He is a dependable man.

"Harrol, when can you do the third ship"

"Uh... duh"

Is it in her head and turning even on her calendar, Harrol thought for a while as she turned her torso and looked at the ceiling?

A week from now.

"Right. Then bring it on the next round trip, best, put the second ship in Suomi and go to Issa Lonely Island"

"Issa, to the island?

"Oh, keep it up, go explore again"

Harrol looked a little disgusted.

Doesn't seem to get on.

The third ship that we are now making in the Republic of Albio is a ship for exploration.

A compact ship with all three masts in longitudinal sails, which can be operated by a small number of people instead of speed.

The lack of high speed means that it takes time to get far, but with fewer personnel needed to operate the ship, the sailing distance rather increases.

Because we need to consume less food and water to be part of the load.

In other words, the former is good in this case, due to the difference between a small car that is fuel efficient and can run long distances, or a large car that is not fuel efficient but produces high speeds.

"Is there really a new continent?"

Harrol seemed unhappy with my decision.

Even if you look at the cuff, you still seem to agree with me on this, and I'm not staring at Harrol.

"There should be..."

And I said with no confidence.

If so far the shape of the continent is similar to that of Earth, but there is no Americas, it would rather be an anomaly.

But that's just what I know, not as a certainty.

There was no way to be sure, so I couldn't help but be sceptical about Harrol and Cuff.

"... Something I have to do now"

and the cuff asks.

Harrol, by my order, is leaving Issa Lonely Island for exploration at a time when the construction of the second ship was still pending.

But in the end this ended up empty.

I couldn't find a good continent.

I'm sorry I didn't give you instructions in detail, but according to the nautical chart, Harrol went over to the Caribbean on a smooth ride and came back folded when the food and water got thinner.

I couldn't find one of the islands, so I ended up in complete emptiness with nothing to prove my existence.

At that time, while I was intelligence through the Republic, I knew that there was no movement of war on the part of the Klu, so I made it high that there was still time, and I let them build the second ship.

In those days, there was no room for a new ship for exploration immediately.

"As I said before, the discovery of the new continent is not an exaggeration when it comes to the purpose for which the company was founded. I don't think I can help you guys being suspicious about my judgment, but here's one, please."

It's the same story that Columbus was first white-eyed, and it's like grabbing a cloud for someone other than me.

It is natural to think that this is the time when we are doing this in an emergency.

But I have to get you to do it, even though I can't.

Even with some gobbling.

"Besides, luxury goods brought from the Republic should drop in value first if we find out about the war. For a while now, it's not gonna be as tasty as it's ever been, is it?

Once we know the war begins, man begins to look to the future and store money.

No one gives money to luxury goods.

I buy cotton over there that's neither luxurious nor anything, and I sell it for a lot of money.

Business that can't stop laughing, for example, should not be able to go ahead.

"Well, yeah"

"Yes, I am."

They both seemed to agree on that point.

"If we don't find a new continent, diplomacy with the Republic of Albio will be important. If I don't come back around Harrol, I might end up watching you with the queen."

"Mm-hmm."

Harrol looks kind of troublesome.

Don't you like it?

"But you like it when you worry at that age until after you die."

And Cuff said.

"I'm not that worried. There's nothing wrong with 89 out of 10."

Anyway, I'm just coming back from the sky.

Besides, you can come home as soon as you're in danger.

If you take dozens of people, one or two of them may die from teasing, but that's all.

It's not like I'm going to be held accountable for supervision where I'm dead, and when it comes to polar theory, it doesn't matter how many people die, as long as Carol comes home.

The only thing that scares me is that its carol principals run wild, but that's also an unfounded concern, and more likely it won't.

"Anyway, come home safe. Without you, nothing's gonna start."

"I'm not even dead. I'm going home."

In the meantime, I guess this is the end of the story.

"Well, I have business to attend to, so I have to go."

That's what I said, I took a seat.

As soon as I stood, I remembered forgetting to mention the key thing, whether it had gotten better even with the blood circle.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Harold, I need you to procure something in the Republic..."

Yuri-kun.

When I left headquarters, a black painted carriage stood in front of me.

It's my front door in the back, but is this it? Are you even working part-time as a guard at our place?

That's not true.

"Please add me to the curtain."

Myalo, in large part, laid one knee on the spot and defiled his uniform knee.

Most salute.

You've seen too much of this era play.

No, I don't have a time play or anything.

"Stand up"

When I said that, Myalo stood up honestly.

Perhaps he was a little embarrassed by the boulders because of the roundabout and the surprise gaze of the general public.

"What are we talking about here? Get in the carriage."

"Come aboard"

Myalo opened the carriage door like a squire and urged him to ride me.

Uh, uh, what?

I don't know... when a girl of my generation does this to me, I feel terrible...

Ma, do I have to ride honestly here? In many ways.

"Ask the College"

That's what I said, and I got in the carriage.

I suppose Myalo should have told him where he was going, but he began to run his horse in silence.

Probably because the then Myalo didn't give a denial not to go.

In the carriage, while I was thinking about the treatment of Myalo, I got to the dorm.

There wasn't a word of conversation.

Myalo didn't come to talk to me either.

When I got to college, I got out of the carriage.

Myalo tells his lord to return, and the carriage runs away.

"Myallo, where have you been listening to me?

I said as I walked down the road to the dorm where I was used to walking.

"What? Er..."

I clouded my words.

Are you wondering if we should talk about our sources?

"I don't want to know who told you, but I've already touched you, and when you head to the dorm, you're gonna have trouble wandering."

"No, that's not true."

That's not what they say.

"His Royal Highness told me. I was consulted yesterday, so I knew I was going."

What the fuck.

Is Carol the source?

Yet, yesterday?

His Majesty said Carol was at the top of the line, but did he give permission yesterday?

I can't even guess what kind of conversation there was, but maybe His Majesty hit Carol better.

I'm going to talk to Carol right now, and I have a hand in making the area clear with the talking, but I just knew the truth, doesn't that make a lot of sense...

"So you already know that guy? I'm the captain."

"You know. Just a moment ago, I returned from the royal castle looking grumpy."

So Myalo immediately flew to the apartment when he heard what was going on?

"Hmm. Right."

Going back to the dorm a little bit became a hundred million robberies, but someday it will be known, and can't you help it?

"What is Yuri-kun going to do over there?

Myalo has asked intrigued.

"What?

"Save the people of Kirchina,"

What are you talking about, this guy?

I don't know if it's just a play of the times, or if I've read too many novels.

"Why do I have to save you?

"Really?"

Really? I don't think so.

Do you think I am the Almighty God?

"If that's what you're gonna do, you're never gonna take me"

"Ah, yes. I'm not going to do that either."

That's not what they're going to do.

It's suspicious, but I know Myalo is not a fraternity.

If that's what I'm going to do, I'm going to take care of it. I guess I've been meaning to ask.

"You know, Her Majesty the Queen said she was a hero, but in this case, the hero applicant is the most annoying. You'd be mistaken for the first operational objective."

"It's... yes"

I don't think I'm going to cut it.

"Then do the exam lightly"

When I said that, Myalo punched her face in the face.

"Yes."

"What are the most priority goals to be achieved in this operation?

"I will bring His Highness back safely... I think"

Myalo gave it back immediately.

Exactly.

"Okay. What's the biggest concern to achieve that goal?

"Eh, is it a Klu flying tool"

... Well, that's true.

Stray bullets are scary.

"It's scary, too, but the biggest concern is that Carol, the hero candidate, is the one."

"That's..., I guess so"

"If you're the other one, even if the guy you tend to dream of runs wild, uh, you can die on your own. You can just banish them from the squad as they are. But in Carol's case, his return is a top priority."

"Right. If you think about it, you're right."

"If that's all you know, I'll take you"

I gave my permission.

I tried for once, but I don't have the option of not taking Myalo.

"Thank you. I'll do my best."

Myalo looked happy from the bottom of his heart and said so strongly.

It's about Myalo, so working harder won't be a lie, it'll powder yourself and work harder.

"Just don't get your foot together"

"Yes, of course I intend to"

"You know what that means?

When I ask,

"Yes?"

And Myalo was decent.

"You know what that means, don't be a foot wrapper?

"... what does that mean? Not in the literal sense?

"I don't want to take you if I can. No one wants to come in with something important when entering a fire."

When I said that, Myalo had an indescribably complicated look.

If I insist, is that a sad look?

From Myalo's point of view, my worries are, I guess, annoying.

"... Yes. But sometimes in a fire, something important will come in handy."

"That's right. You are useful. Most trustworthy and competent."

That Myalo is competent, this is for sure.

Rather than being competent, I have something I don't have.

That would be triviality, thoughts different from my point of view, connections or knowledge, but I'm pretty sure Myalo is useful anyway.

"It's an honor."

Myalo, now purely happy to say, bowed his head to discipline.

"But at the same time, it will be my weakness. If I were to take Carol home, I'd be abandoned, but you wouldn't be the only one. For me, instead of obtaining a trustworthy and competent subordinate, the subject I have to take home simply doubles."

"... you think so because I'm a woman?

Myalo seemed unwilling.

But I can understand that.

"You're not."

"Really?"

Myalo seems skeptical.

"What would you think if you were in the opposite position? I'm a man, but if I'm enough, can you cut me off as easily as throwing dirty gloves at the end of the road?

When I said that, Myalo shut up.

…………

As it was, silence flowed for about ten seconds, only the sound of shoes treading on the soil.

And Myalo opened his mouth.

"I'm not going to be able to, but I think Yuri needs to"

Well, sure.

It was a strange and convincing answer.

"Different position."

"Right."

"Even if it's necessary, it doesn't necessarily mean we can. I'm not made of stone, either."

"Yes."

"I don't want to be able to do that easily. But Myalo's right, I'm sure we need to do that."

The hard part.

Leave anything at home that gets lost in that decision. Perhaps that means.

"Nor do I want to join under the stone. It's too flavorful."

So Myalo laughed small.

When I saw that smile, I was kind of relieved, too.

Myalo understands what I'm trying to say.

"I guess so. It's a crappy life to work hard in stone."

"... uh, what Yuri wants to say, I've conveyed enough. I decide to be careful. Don't let it add up."

Myalo closed the conversation early, saying so.

Probably because the entrance to the dorm was almost there.

"It would help if you did that"

When I walked into the dorm, there was always the unconscious air of the street.

After all, I guess the information hasn't spread yet.

When I broke up with Myalo, I walked into my room alone.

There was one human being there.

He has a wrinkle between his eyebrows because he is the culprit of a series of troubles.

This one.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Carol was clawing over her bed and swooping her cheeks.

"Hmm."

Turn your back.

"Don't you like Her Majesty's decision"

I sat in my desk chair.

I need to talk to you.

"... there is no such thing"

"Don't get me wrong, but I didn't ask you to. I don't want to do this nasty thing."

"I know that. You're not the one who wants to take responsibility for yourself."

Oh, my God, don't you get it?

"If you don't like it, will you stop going? As far as I'm concerned, I don't mind."

No, really, if you do that, I'm all hail.

I didn't mean for you to be the captain.

"I don't mind if you don't listen to me after you move on to execution, I'll tie you up with rope, but I'll take you home."

That's all I have to say.

"With me, I know it's not good for you to jeopardize yourself with reckless behavior"

Do you understand?

Then I'd like to tell you not to make it unscrupulous.

"Then you admit it as far as you're concerned. I mean, I'm gonna be the head."

"Neither do I want to pay more attention to the mountain generals than I did. Whoever the Admiral is doesn't change the significance of his actions."

Hmm.

I don't care if I'm not the head, it's a special temper.

"I'm telling you, you're not going to help the Kirchenas. Don't get me wrong around there."

"I know. I am for this country."

They know about it.

Maybe that's what the Queen has been saying with her mouth sour.

"That's fine. Then wait for the news."

"I'm looking forward to your extraction."

Even if they look forward to it.

"They say there's a public announcement for knight academics in two days. I get busy from there. Good luck with that."

Is that how it's decided?