An Unemployed Small-Town Girl Pulled Out The Enchanted Sword: She Can't Become The Hero, So She

"Hey Demon King!

Speaking in a well-respected voice, Phage opened the throne door with a grand butch.

To a good Gatai man who suddenly came in, the people who were packing him on the throne broke the line and took it aside.

"The old man was alive. Looking good."

"I don't care! More than that, my daughter just left crying, the more I thought she went in, the more this guy always goes out laughing, what the hell are you doing!

"Tax Consultation"

"Tax? I guess you're not even collecting a lot of tax from your people!?

"Wait, it's not!

The bald-headed mayor, who was in the middle of a consultation, stood forward to be grabbed by Phage.

The mayor rushed forward Phage to consult on the tax, which was on the verge of cohesion because of it.

Even though all of them have been so much lessened than before, the appearance of a man like this made the Demon King feel bad, and he thought he would have trouble being taxed alone.

"The Demon King thinks of our people and has made it a light tax before. I don't know what it is to say this, but as far as we're concerned, it's lighter to follow the demon king than when he was the previous king."

"Huh? Light? Hey, Demon King, what did you demand from this guy?

"The man's town is full of livestock. That's why I decided to get a cow."

"One head? You mean one head every day?

"No way. In the year."

I never heard of it as an annual tax on a single livestock.

Merle says it's fine with one cow a year, even though it mostly delivers a few kilos of meat and livestock a month.

Phage had lost his words to words he could not understand.

"You'll see. The Demon King tells us all this. That's what I said earlier. So is my daughter. She said she was forced to bring it in as a tax, but she wanted it back because she had a fiancée in town."

"... well, what's going on?

"Instead of taking taxes, the Demon King gave the jewels to his daughter. When I pulled out the big jewel that was put on the crown, I gave it to my daughter."

"I don't know what you mean."

"We're selling jewelry, and I told you to make it an expense. The Demon King has said that every other town only needs a small amount. The king, who is so generous to the people, will look nowhere."

The other mayors nodded with their heads aligned.

Those who have listened to the exchanges so far have waved their heads up again and again just saying that no king is this great.

"Is that true?

"There's only me and Sura and Lucille in this castle. If you pay me so much, I'll just let you rot."

Then I'm convinced.

It also makes sense why people who had dark faces were smiling by the time they left.

But Phage was not convinced by Merle, far from the imaginary statue of the Demon King.

That doesn't sound like a demon king. Not like a king.

"Why? Why would you do that?

"This place is already under my control. It's mine to rule. What's wrong with treating your own things so dearly?

The concept broke down.

Demon King, but that's just a word. Phage and Ramiel could not return words, very naturally, said the girl in front of them.

Treat your own things with care. It's natural.

To the Demon King, who does very commonplace things, the two of them were doing nothing about where their emotions go.