Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

"Will that be all right..."

"Oh, anything to worry about?

Apparently, every single one of them has leaked. Eileen calls from across the clash.

The secret conversation between the Demon King and the Church is in a few hours. But by order of the Demon King, I cannot teach Irene that.

Sleeves through newly tailored clothes, Kyle stepped out of the inside of the collision.

"No, it's nothing. - No problem with the size, perfect fit."

"Right. You look great. There was no mistake in my judgment."

Kyle looks down at the costume she has prepared for herself, remembering how uncomfortable she is with Irene, who laughs a lot. It was tailored specifically for Claude's escort and Irene. Since the escort means that he will also show his face at night clubs and social occasions, he made Doni design and prepare to be symmetrical when he stands alongside Walt.

The crown prince's escort means it is shaped close to knightly clothing, short but even used as a cape. The clothes used are also first-class. Kyle is puzzled by the costume to show.

"But these costumes would be different as escorts. Stand Out"

"You're making me stand out, aren't you? Hehe, I put Zeems and Augusto alongside Master Claude and almost held the pedigree down as well......! That's the offensive character of the Maiden Game, and now I've got this season's night club."

"... what are you talking about? Anyway, the escort shouldn't stand out."

"What are you talking about? Mr. Claude would just stand out by himself if you were blurred. Please stand out and make Master Claude look a little blurred. I can't reach her when I leave her alone."

"Oh... yeah... right...?

Weird persuasion made me agree half the time. Irene approached me a lot and it's amazing from the bottom.

"It's not the way we do things in church. You are Lord Claude's escort. That's why you're not allowed to imitate. Your every move affects Lord Claude's reputation. You know what I mean?

"... I know, I'm going"

"Fine then. Together with Master Claude, you will also often be on the surface stage. Be careful how you behave. Especially women's relations."

"Female Relationships!? Me!?

Irene joins her arms on Kyle, who has risen to heaven.

"That's right. Walt seems used to it, but you're worried. Looks like you got caught."

"Hey, hey...... and that would be rude! I'm older than you."

"So what is it? I was a little dressed up, and I was spitting my mouth out."

"That was accidental!

When I turned bright red and said back, Eileen grinned at her hair.

"It's a basic maneuver for a lady in the Imperial Capital."

"A fake warrant for being a man is fundamental in the Imperial Capital...!?

Definitely not. Did Kyle's point just hurt, Eileen really coughs up and tries to mislead him?

"Anyway. I'm a beautiful woman, but I'm not a beautiful woman. Don't let the appearance fool you -"

"That won't happen, you were beautiful"

Eileen is all over the place.

After I say it, Kyle distracts his gaze slightly diagonally.

"I don't know a lady from the Imperial Capital. You are... beautiful, I think. Looks like a jewel."

……

With both arms together and Jen royal, Eileen thought for a while and then laughed small.

"I'll change my perception. Kyle, you're actually a bad guy, aren't you? That's how you trick women."

"Rude. I don't give a shit like Walt."

"Oh, you're praising me? That was a nice dictation, thank you."

I laugh furiously as I say a bad man. I don't see how she got disturbed at all. You wander all the way out just to be whispered cute by the demon king.

"This is the basic escort costume, and I'm going to tailor a few others."

"You still gonna make it? Isn't that a waste?"

"There's nothing to waste. As I have said many times, you are Lord Claude's escort. My dear companion."

"... an important fellow"

I accidentally repeat words I can't hear. Irene laughed, yes.

"You were tied to a duck."

"... I want to make sure there was no such thing as that"

"You can't do things that never existed in the past. Live for a clean future."

That's what Eileen says, as if she saw Kyle's stray.

If today's secret conversation changes the relationship between the Demon King and the Church, so does his standing.

I don't know if the church side will confess to the Demon King the secret fate of the assassination of Kyle and Walt, but if the order is to be withdrawn, Kyle has a great chance of returning to the church side. And if we find out what the orders are, Claude might want to let ourselves go.

My chest hurt like it was a surprise.

I wondered what it was, but decided not to think deeply. It's more of a job in front of you.

"Kyle, it's time. Master Claude is waiting for you."

"... oh"

"Oh, go out with Master Claude? You're getting along a lot."

Eileen, who doesn't know about the secret talks, puts her neck up. Walt, who came to call me, laughed and misled.

It is the order of the Demon King not to let her know about the secret conversation. But deep down, there is also Kyle's - escort's, slight sense of pride and superiority.

"Yeah, the usual whimsical getaway. He's the only one who's good enough to declare in advance."

"It's totally sweet on you guys, Master Claude. Master Keith was blurry. He recently said," I'll take Walt and Kyle. "

"... we are the Guardians of the Demon King, not the heroes."

Unexpectedly blurry Kyle, Walt shrugs his shoulders and gives his consent.

Irene narrowed her eyes when she saw the two of them lined up.

"Hehe, it's even nicer when you two are side by side."

After an unexpected eye contact, Walt tried to tear it up.

"Then next time you're on a date or something, Iri"

"If you have any prospect of getting through Master Claude, I'll stick with you."

"Wouldn't it be erased before that?"

"Master Claude wouldn't do that."

Am I right? The question swallowed up. Maybe Walt too.

That demon king feels the vessel is too big and the intrusive being could have been made physically unphysical.

"When you're gone in the first place, the saddest thing is Lord Claude. I'm in a lot of trouble, too."

Does she realize she laughs like that?

(... you must be a bad woman to say that and get us lost)

What would I do if the secret conversation didn't work and I was ordered to kill the Demon King?

Can you point the blade at the back of the demon king who shook off Eileen's happy smile and told me he would take care of it?

Though it is not enough to think before the beginning of a secret conversation, such as such now too much doubt.

"Will souvenir sugar cookies please you"

"Dear Claude... Normally, isn't this where you prepare paintings, gems and other expensive things...?

"Then it would be mediocre."

"Oh, are you going to go around and be extraordinary? Hmm I didn't have that idea..."

"Sugar said it was a good idea. I do not accept any objections."

Enter the reception room of the mansion as it is guided, demonstrating the demonic king-like brutality shown from time to time. Ten people would be able to sit down. In the deepest fireplace of the long table, the fire was burning red. A guide boy put me through to a room where no one was there but it was well maintained.

"This way, please wait"

"Okay."

The guide boy lowers, leaving only Claude, Walt and Kyle in the spacious reception room.

Claude, who was to be waited for, did not make him uncomfortable, but sat in the deepest seat, with a cheekstick on his elbow and his eyes closed. For a while, the heel and column clock seconds were making noise, but the bell starts ringing to let you know the rendezvous time.

That, it was a moment.

――

Feeling strange in my neck, I hold my throat. I understood what happened when I had eyes with Walt, who held my throat in the same way.

That is a sign that we are tools.

At times of need, the magic of suicide bombing is incorporated into the neck of an "unnamed priest”. It explodes the magic accumulated only for the amount invaded by the magic incense and becomes a human bomb that blows up its surroundings. That was now forced to activate.

I can't move like my feet were sewn on a carpet. I guess even the magic of capturing on the sound of the column clock. Every time the bell rings, my fingers, my arms, they stop moving. It turns into just a tool. Probably Walt too.

To slaughter the demon king who brought him here.

(Oh, I was truncated by the bishop)

I'm always ready to get rid of it if I have to. That's how I was raised, so I figured that's how I'd die. Even my people, that's how they died. You can't just run away now.

Yet why did you scream unconsciously?

"Master Claude, please run away! Put us down, come on!"

It's my job to protect you, so please, at the end of the day.

It was just after that that the unpopular mansion, on the outskirts of the Duchy of Mircetta, exploded so much that it swept away the darkness of the night.