I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"Did you live in the Godman tribe before?"

"Yes...yes, I lived with my father when I was little, but I heard the Demon King had issued a new law a while ago, so my family moved to Mistydin..."

"Demon Lord? New decree? Was that what Ella-chan meant?"

Iris looked down at Ella in surprise.

"Eh? Me?"

"Princess, have you forgotten? You personally signed the decree that punishes those who bully half-bloods."

"ha?"

Camisia's nervous gaze made Ella realize that this was not Camisia's own decision, but at this moment her memory seemed to have sunk into the sea. No matter how hard Ella thought, there was no clue.

I don't think I've ever issued anything.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed before Ella's eyes, and then a thunder sounded in her head, as if it was going to split the world in two.

[Wait, wait! Could it be that what was signed back then was actually a decree?]

As Ella frowned and thought, things deep in her memory began to slowly emerge.

If I remember correctly, when I was heading to the underground tower city of Seimurabi, Camisia once privately reported to me about the current situation of the demon clan. It was at that time that Camisia gave me a detailed explanation of the demon clan's future plan and presented me with a huge amount of documents that could have piled up like a mountain. Although Camisia told me that there was a lot of time and I could make a decision slowly, I really couldn't understand the content that took up every page, so after Camisia left, I briskly unfolded the documents and signed my name.

Perhaps the decree we are talking about now is about that time.

"What should I do... If I say here, 'Actually, I have no idea what the terms are,' I'm sure Camisia will be disappointed, right? She's completely irresponsible for agreeing to this without knowing the details..."

Of course, if it was just this one decree, she could still accept it. But a little thought would tell her that the pile of documents would definitely not only include this one decree, but there must be various other issues involved - perhaps even diplomacy and national taxation - and considering that the matter that made Camisia find her privately could not be a simple one, Ella couldn't help but feel like she had missed a step on the edge of a cliff, and her heart skipped a beat.

「You told Camisia that you had reviewed everything at that time. What an idiot!」

However, at this point, she couldn't say "I forgot". Ella could only suppress the sweat on her forehead and nodded fearfully.

"Hmm... I remember..."

Ella's words immediately dissipated the worry in Camisia's eyes.

"Even I would need hours to read through that amount of laws, but the princess reviewed them all in just one night. She's truly a blood relative of the Demon King."

Seeing Camisia's face filled with praise, Ella couldn't help but shrink her neck timidly.

"Ahahaha... Ka-Camisia."

"Princess, what's wrong?"

"Um, about the document, I think we need to discuss it later... Also, hasn't Camisia already implemented it?"

"Because this is a plan for the next ten years, only a small part has been implemented so far, and most of the news has only spread to the royal capital and surrounding towns. It will take about two years to complete the first phase of the task. What does your wife mean by discussing it again? Do you have any new ideas?"

"Eh? Ah, no, I just wanted to confirm."

With my own ability, I certainly can't come up with any new ideas, but rather than deepening the misunderstanding, it is better to choose a safe answer, even though this statement will make me look inferior - just like when Party A says to Party B "This plan is not good, let's try another one" when confirming the plan, but when Party B provides new ideas, he says "I think the original one is better."

But what Camisia did was completely different from what was expected.

With her hands clasped in front of her plump breasts, Camisia's eyes were filled with crystal liquid.

"Princess, you have cared so deeply for us, your people. We have no regrets. I'm sure even the late king would be proud of you if he saw you."

"what?"

Why did it become like this? Normally, shouldn't I be scolded?

While Ella was thinking about this, the female clerk standing beside her opened her mouth wide, her purple eyes filled with disbelief.

"Could it be that you are Camisia-sama herself?"

"What's the problem?"

"It's very, very rude! Lady Kamisia!"

The female clerk hurriedly ran out from behind the counter and was about to kneel down, but just before her knees were about to touch the floor, Camisia stopped her.

"Rise up. As subjects of the Demon King, there is no distinction between you and me."

"Yes, yes... I'm really sorry for mistaking you for your admirer!"

The female clerk bowed in fear again.

"Miss Camisia is quite popular here. Judging from the staff's reactions, many people must be imitating her."

Camisia accepted Lotte's praise calmly, looking thoughtful.

"No, the princess has more admirers than I do. It's just that the demons of Mistin have rarely seen the princess, so they can't recreate her attire. In fact, on the way here, I saw several people wearing the princess's attire—the same attire as the statue."

"The demons are truly strange, allowing ordinary people to dress up as kings."

Shen Gan looked outside the door, where a demon woman wearing a golden wig and revealing clothes happened to pass by. If Camisia hadn't mentioned it, Shen Gan would never have thought that she was pretending to be Ella.

"This is also one of the bills that Princess-sama agreed to."

"Another bill? And a statue? Camisia, are you talking about revealing clothes? Wearing them on the street?"

"Yes, that's right. The costumes were designed by the craftsmen based on their impressions of you, Princess. Princess, you displayed the dignity that befits royalty when you were active in the labyrinth. Combined with the laws you enacted, you are now, in the hearts of your people, a queen who has lived through thousands of years, experienced many hardships, possessed immense wisdom and experience, and is cold and unyielding."

"Queen? Incomparably wise? Experienced? Camisia, you should know the truth about all this, right?!"

Putting aside the question of wisdom—which is open to debate—the queen and the experience of life are completely unrelated to me, and can even be said to be from another world.

"This is definitely weird! No wonder the statue's clothing is so revealing and its expression looks weird. Is this the reason?"

Camisia showed a look of horror for a moment, and almost knelt in front of Ella.

"Princess, are you really annoyed by this? I'll order someone to change them right now!"

"Wait, Camisia!"

"Does Princess-sama have any further instructions?"

She quickly called out to Camisia who was about to leave the store. The feeling of her spirits fluctuating greatly made Ella want to throw herself on the bed, cover her head with the quilt, and not think about anything.

"...Forget about the replacement."

Ella quietly glanced up at Camisia, who was about to say something—perhaps trying to tell her not to worry about other people's feelings—and then continued.

"I've changed my mind. This image isn't bad either."

"So you think so, don't you? While your approachable demeanor is captivating, the coldness with which you issue orders is truly captivating. Ah, I didn't mean to say you're not good in normal times."

"I know……"

After answering somewhat weakly, Ella glanced at the people around her. Perhaps they were used to the current development. Iris and Shen Gan had already sat at the table next to Angelica, and some employees were attracted to the store because of the commotion here.

His gaze wandered between Ella and Camisia, and the female clerk who had been standing there in silence muttered to herself.

"Could it be that this is the Demon Queen, Mistine-sama, who can even make Camisia-sama submit to him?"

"No, no, as you can see, I'm just an ordinary demon."

Ella kept waving her hands, she had to explain herself before things got worse.

"But the faint scent you carry makes me want to kneel down just by standing beside you. This must be the aura of the legendary demon king, right?"

"That's not the case. It's just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"Um... can you please let my lady eat first?"

Lotte interrupted the conversation at the right time, standing between Ella and the waiter with a smile. At the same time, Angelica on the other side also waved her fork at Ella.

"Ella-chan, if you don't come here soon, the food will get cold, okay?"

"Ah, I'm so sorry to interrupt your meal."

"It's okay, I just hope you don't spread the news about what happened today."

Following Iris's example, Ella secretly stuffed a gold coin into the clerk's pocket as a tip, of course, she kept it in her hand. Although Ella briefly thought about the scene in the comics of stuffing the gold coin into the Fenggujian, both her courage and conscience were pulling the reins tightly, so Ella only thought about it.

After seeing the golden light reflected from between her fingers, the female clerk nodded her head frantically like a chicken pecking at rice.

“I, I understand…”

"Then please take good care of me."

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Eastern Demon King's Capital, Branch of Disaster

This is a meeting room that is like a darkroom, as if trying to hide something that cannot be seen by others. Except for the faint sunlight cast above the circular table, it is pitch black everywhere.

After everyone was seated—there were less than five people in total—the leader sitting at the top of the round table spoke first.

"Just now, the spies returned from the portal and reported that Camisia was walking with the princess of the God-man tribe, and there was also a blond demon among them... I think you should understand what I'm trying to say, right?"

"Could that be the Demon Queen?"

A young-sounding man asked in the darkness.

The middle-aged man answered in an unquestionable calm tone.

"Yes, it's rumored that the Demon King is accompanied by a princess of the God-man tribe and a princess of the Dragon tribe. There's no other person in the world who could do that, but that's not the point. As for the plan, I think it's time to start."

"...Gamall-sama, do you really want to do this? If you're discovered, you'll be beheaded in public by Camisia-sama, right? And it will also affect Dean-sama's reputation."

"Hmph, everyone standing here is a demon with a very high level of awareness. Everything we do is for the future of the demon clan. If you're afraid, you can leave."

"Yes, I understand."

Seeing the young man bow his head in repentance, the middle-aged man named Gamall waved his hand and asked the servant beside him to distribute the documents to everyone. The paper was extremely simple and seemed to be broken with the slightest pressure. It did not look like something that a noble should have.

However, everyone present already knew that Gamal was short of money, so they didn't take it to heart.

"Well then, let's begin the meeting to discuss how to establish the 'Holy King Council' of the Demon Race."

Chapter 5: Royal City

Even though Ella used spices to cover up the smell, demons gradually began to gather in the shop, and it was finally overcrowded. In order not to reveal their identities in the crowd, Ella and her group quickly left the hotel and walked along the main road of the city to Noble Street, and finally arrived at the Royal City through Noble Street.

Like the capitals of other countries on the continent, the city of Mistin has an inner city that ordinary people cannot enter or leave at will. The only people who can live in the city are servants and guards, except those with the blood of the Demon King and those of prominent status - currently only Camisia and Dean have received this honor.

"The Demon King's chambers are ahead. Passing is prohibited."

As the group was about to enter the twenty-meter-high city gate, two soldiers in jet-black armor blocked their way.

Camisia stepped forward and threw a metal plate engraved with the Demon King's emblem toward the guard.

"It's actually Camisia-sama herself! I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you at first sight."

"It's okay. I've already heard the reason. Get up."

"Yes."

The reason for this is that there are many demons in the royal capital who intend to sneak into the royal city by pretending to be Camisia. Due to the news of the Demon King's return, many demons with poor self-control have begun to use improper means to get a glimpse of the Demon King's majesty. Of course, in the end, all of them are taken away by the guards without exception, and what awaits them is a short period of imprisonment.

For Ella's safety, Camisia issued a ban to the nobles and servants who knew the truth, that is, they were not allowed to tell others that Ella had left the demon clan. Therefore, in the minds of most people, although Ella rarely appeared, she was actually staying in the royal city to rest, so many demons took the risk.

Of course, for ordinary demons, being caught would only mean a short prison sentence—Camisia and the other nobles could understand their feelings—but if someone had bad intentions, such as a spy from another race, once confirmed, they would be imprisoned for several years or even without release.

At Camisia's command, the soldier stood up respectfully, his eyes unconsciously fixed on Iris's long, pure silver hair.

"Lady Camisia, who is this...?"

"Iris Charlotte Farialuci, the Demon Lord's friend."

"So she's a friend of the princess, etc. - in other words, the Demon King -"

Before the soldier could finish his words, Camisia raised her hand to signal him to shut up.

"Let's go back."

“Yes… yes!”

The previous respectful expression was wiped away, and the face of the soldier in half-armor suddenly showed an extremely solemn and serious expression. It is certain that even the church priests would not have such a solemn expression when offering gifts to the gods.

"So this is where the Demon King lives, right? This place is like another city."

Walking into the royal city, Iris looked at the surrounding buildings. Perhaps to prevent assassins from sneaking in, there was an open-air square paved with white Asian stone, with no hiding place, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time. The walls were made of a high-strength stone called "Black Steel Stone", and the decorative stone pillars were carved with various complex patterns. After walking into the palace, there were exquisite murals recording the deeds of the Demon King. The well-lit corridors and spotless floors, coupled with the knights in metal armor standing on both sides, created a solemn and dignified atmosphere that even gave people a trance-like feeling of walking into a painting.

Feeling the several gazes coming from the hidden place, Fukagan, who was following the team, sighed.

"With such strict security, no one can sneak in."

"It feels like a dream... How much can this be sold for?"