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

As things progressed to this point, the envoys who had been frowning could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. For most of them, Entalosphiel was only a secondary goal - after all, it appeared in the Bruzea Empire in the Western Continent, and it only targeted the Seal of Original Sin. The God-Man Territory and the Elves Territory in the Eastern Continent, as well as the Dragon Island far outside the continent, did not actually have much real impact.

Apart from them, although the Kingdom of Baris and the Dwarf Territory felt a sense of crisis, the orders they received were more about requiring them to win the favor of the neighboring demons and establish a trusting relationship with them. The current communication network has achieved its goal.

The so-called meeting was merely a pretext for gaining a chance to communicate with the Demon King. Their main purpose was to use this opportunity to see clearly what kind of political views the Demon King and his representatives leaned towards. Now Ella's performance had made them somewhat relaxed. When facing Entalosfiel, they took active measures instead of violent elimination. For the unstable race of the Demons, having a conservative ruler was undoubtedly a good thing for the neighboring countries.

Perhaps only the envoys of the Bruzea Empire were truly thinking about how to deal with Entarosphiel.

Smiling, Lotte, who was standing next to Ella, spoke slowly.

"Then, let's discuss establishing a network in ten days. Is that okay?"

"No objection. I'm more concerned about that thing called the 'Magic Airship'. It's rumored to be a magical item created by the Demon King. Is that true?"

Having achieved his goal, Fios looked at Ella, who was sitting at the top seat, with great interest, patted his thigh, and continued.

"As long as we have magic airships, traffic between Dragon Islands will no longer be threatened by sea beasts. If possible, I would like to use the resources in my territory to exchange for some magic airships from His Majesty the Demon King."

"Lord Phoebus, that depends on whether the Demon King is willing or not."

The Imperial envoy, who had also seen the magic airship, interjected. To him, using the magic airship in war was undoubtedly a huge threat. The number of magic casters who could use flying magic was already scarce. In addition, the magic airship could stay thousands of meters away, at altitudes that were difficult for humans to reach. If equipped with throwing weapons, it would be an absolute nightmare for group warfare. Therefore, it was necessary to try to prevent others from owning it.

"Eh? Ah... ahem, if you're hoping to use it for transportation, Your Excellency, Fios, I doubt it will be granted. Magic airships, while enormous, can only carry a small amount of stuff. In terms of cost and efficiency, sea transport is more direct."

Ella's words made Fios give up his expectations and shrugged helplessly.

"Is that so?"

"Rather than the magic airship, I'm more concerned about the Seal of Original Sin in the hands of His Majesty the Demon King. As far as I know, His Majesty already has two Seals of Original Sin in his possession, right? While I doubt His Majesty intends to use them, for safety's sake, I still hope His Majesty will personally inform me of the fate of the Seals of Original Sin."

Clown looked at Ella with an unreadable expression.

There is nothing wrong with collecting the Seal of Original Sin itself. "Eradication of the Seal of Original Sin" is a symbol of a strong country. Conventionally, whoever conquers the Seal of Original Sin has the right to collect it. But the problem now is that Ella has accumulated two Seals of Original Sin, and the previous Demon King used the Seal of Original Sin to start a war, which cannot help but make the Holy King Council suspicious.

But this was not a problem at all for Ella. The future of the Mark of Original Sin had already been decided, leaving no room for others to ask questions.

Taking out the Seal of Gluttony with blue lines and the Seal of Wrath with gray-black lines from the storage, Ella displayed them in front of everyone.

"I've already thought about the placement of the Seals of Original Sin. I'll hand them over to the Holy Academy. Is that okay?"

"Hand it over to the Holy Academy?... Indeed, this is a conclusion that no one would question. Your Majesty the Demon King is indeed an elite born to rule. Please forgive my rude behavior just now."

Crown placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

Ella waved.

"Nothing. I also have an obligation to explain their whereabouts. By the way, is the Seal of Greed that appeared in the Black Dragon Mountains now in the hands of the Empire?"

"Your Majesty, the Demon King, the Seal of Greed should have been recovered by Entarosphiel. We haven't seen it."

"Um?"

Ella subconsciously expressed her surprise. She had not recovered the memory of the Seal of Greed. At that time, after using the Sylvan Bow to use "Time Stop", she left everything to Mitis.

Could it be that after the Seal of Greed was recovered by Mitis, it was not handed over to the Empire?

Ella's expression began to become strange. Considering Mitis's personality, if Mitis had guessed that she was Ntalosfiel at that time, she might have really hidden the Seal of Original Sin and not handed it over to the Empire.

"Did you hide it because you wanted to give it to me? It's still with Mitis, so I guess it's because I rejected her..."

Thinking of this, Ella couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion. She was clearly confessed to by a beautiful girl like Mitis, but she rejected her in person. If she were in Mitis's position, she would definitely regard this incident as a psychological shadow and would never come to her again. But Mitis still followed her to the demon clan. She was really too bad.

"Keeping it all away will only make it heavier. If possible, I really want to tell everyone everything. Hmm—if there's a chance, I should tell Mitis and the others."

As for when this opportunity would come, Ella had a feeling it would come soon.

【It would be nice if I could be like Lotte. 】

Ella couldn't help but smile bitterly inwardly. If one didn't tell someone one's true identity when they first met, it would only become more and more burdensome as the concealment lasted longer. In the end, it would even develop to the point where one couldn't even bring herself to mention it. Perhaps it was because she couldn't let down the long-standing trust others had placed in her, and she was weighed down by a heavy sense of guilt.

"Your Majesty the Demon King?"

"Ah... Sorry, I just remembered something else. Anyway, the Seal of Greed isn't in the Empire, right?"

"Yes."

"Besides the Seal of Greed, where are the other four Seals of Sin?"

"Well... this isn't really a secret. Aside from the Seal of Envy, which was kept in our country hundreds of years ago and disappeared due to a rebellion, the Seal of Sloth is kept by the Kumi tribe in the south, and the Seal of Desire is sealed by the elite sent by the Holy Academy. As for the Seal of Pride, which has only appeared once among all the Seals of Original Sin, it is guarded by the royal family of the Divine Man himself."

Having said that, the lean envoy of the Empire looked at Crown, who was sitting across the table.

Although asking Mitis or Iris privately would give her clearer information, Ella couldn't help but ask.

"The Mark of Pride only appeared once? That was during the Demon God era, right? There's no such thing as a permanent seal, but after six thousand years, there's still no sign of the Mark of Pride reviving?"

When asked, Crown raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not. The Seal of Pride is the strongest of all the Seals of Original Sin. If we allow it to break the seal due to negligence, we will not be qualified to call ourselves the race that is most proficient in mana manipulation."

“Is that so…?”

I always feel that there is a conflict between what Clown said and Iris's explanation - Iris had said before that, except for time magic, no seal can last long. Even if it is constantly reinforced from the outside, it will eventually collapse from the inside.

But since Clown had already said so, it would be inappropriate to ask further questions. Ella coughed lightly twice.

"Then today's meeting ends here. If you have any good ideas, we can discuss it again in ten days."

"It's natural."

Taking Ella's departure as a signal, everyone stood up and walked out of the venue in order.

Keeping an expressionless face, Ella came to the corner of the unattended corridor. Then, as if all the strength in her body had been drained, she squatted down with her back against the wall carved with gorgeous patterns.

"That's enough. I don't want to attend events like this anymore... Why do I have to attend?!"

Cursing her fate of having to work, Ella buried her head between her arms and knees. Although not much was said in the hour-long meeting, Ella felt like she was walking on a tightrope. If she was not careful, she would behave in a way that was not suitable for her status as a demon king.

Although she had requested to attend this meeting, it was to control the topic from developing in a bad direction. If she had not been the instigator, Ella would not have come here at all. You know, for this meeting, Ella started working on the relevant projects two days ago. Whether it was her movements or her tone, she had to do it to perfection. Coupled with the pressure brought by the time limit, Ella felt like she was about to be tortured to the point of nervous breakdown.

Only at times like this would Ella feel that mental fatigue was far more exhausting than physical fatigue.

This was not the first time she had experienced such a thing. The pressure brought by the previous coronation ceremony was even more tiring than it was now. Thinking about another meeting ten days later and the major and minor matters in the next few days, Ella even had the idea of ​​quietly escaping to a corner of the continent.

"Ms. Ella..."

Lotte, who was following closely behind Ella, looked at her worriedly.

Knowing full well the pressure Ella has been facing these past few days, Lotte couldn't bring herself to say, "Are you okay?" An outsider would certainly envy Ella's current life, but if you put yourself in her shoes, you'd understand what she has to face.

Every random move will be regarded by others as a purposeful behavior, so one must always be careful with words. In order to maintain an external image, one has to restrain one's true inner thoughts. Although no one can restrict Ella's actions, the rationality called self-consciousness has become a shackle on its own. Even if one feels uneasy about the future, the ruler's improper behavior will affect the nobles below. Therefore, one must maintain absolute self-confidence and cannot tell others about one's suffering. All of this is too heavy for someone who originally just wanted to live a carefree life.

If this continues, it will collapse sooner or later.

Looking at Ella's depressed look with her head buried in her arms as if no one was around, Lotte realized the seriousness of the problem. However, she was just a maid. Apart from trying her best to help Ella share the burden, she could not solve the problem fundamentally. A strong feeling of powerlessness spread from her heart to her whole body.

We have to find a solution no matter what, and it has to be quick.

After making this decision in her heart, Lotte stayed by Ella's side. If she tried to comfort her at this time, Ella would probably cry in the corridor in an unbelievable way. Compared with the consequences, it was better to stay quietly by Ella's side for now.

After about five minutes of silence, Ella finally recovered from her depression, wiped her red eyes, and slowly stood up.

"Let's go check out the maze. We still have some upgrades to do."

"Ms. Ella, why don't you take a break today?"

"Hmm... I have to attend the Earl of Lyons's wedding this afternoon."

If nobles do not attend marriages, it is easy for factions to form secretly. Although the demons do not have this concern, the fact that the Demon King personally participates in the wedding will make the nobles grateful and strengthen their rule. Moreover, as a king, he should not break his promise.

Looking at Ella's small back with worry, Lotte bit her lower lip.

"Yes... Miss Ella."

Chapter 48: Ella's Liberation Plan

*Genesis 6187 August 16th 21:22 Eastern Demon King City

Late at night, a veil of darkness blanketed the earth. From above, despite the glittering lights of the royal city, few moving figures could be seen. The nighttime guards were fewer than the daytime ones, and the servants had all retired to their rooms. Besides the guards, only a handful of people could freely wander the palace at this hour.

With her head lowered, thinking about the purpose of her trip, Lotte stepped step by step on the ridiculously soft carpet. Even the guards on both sides of the corridor stood at attention and saluted, which did not bring her back to her senses.

Originally, Lotte shouldn't have appeared in the brightly lit corridor. The reason she was here was entirely because of her discovery this morning - she had to cancel her future schedule, and even if there were major events, she should leave those matters to those who were capable of handling them. Compared to status and identity, Lotte cared more about Ella's physical condition. The sudden posture she showed in the corridor this morning might have been a sign that she was about to give up.

Following the route she remembered, Lotte arrived in front of Camisia's room.

[I wonder what Miss Kamisia would think...]

After hesitating for a moment, Lotte knocked on the door.

"Ms. Camisia, I have something to tell you."

"Hmm? Is this you, Lord Ruthie? Come in."

As expected, Camisia was not asleep. She was probably reading a book or summarizing the day's work.

The feminine room was lit up by goose yellow lights, and the room was filled with the fragrance of a bath. Camisia, with her twin ponytails untied, was sitting by the window. Perhaps because of her serious personality, there was nothing wrong with her attire even though she was alone in the room.

Putting the book in her hand on the small table next to her, Camisia stood up and looked at Luty, looking very relaxed.

"Lord Ruti is someone the princess has approved of. You may come in without knocking."

"My subordinates would laugh at me if they saw me."

"Lord Ruti, you're overly preoccupied with such insignificant details. Anyway, why did you come all the way here so late? Is there something important going on, Ruti?"

Camisia walked to the table on the other side of the room and waved to Lotte.

"Let's sit down and talk first."

"Um……"

Originally, Lotte, the maid, should have poured the water at this time, but because her inner thoughts were too heavy, Lotte forgot about it.

Camisia raised her eyebrows slightly, looking surprised as she injected magic power into the magic item used to heat water on the table.

"Is it something serious that can make you look like that?"

"Yes... Miss Camisia, it's about Miss Ella."

"Is it related to the princess?"

Camisia's expression instantly grew serious. She had never seen Lotte so worried before, and since it was related to Ella, the matter was likely more serious than she had imagined.

Lotte, who had been sitting on a wooden chair with her eyes lowered, nodded. Considering the impact of her next words on Camisia, Lotte's voice unconsciously lowered a lot.

"Well, I hope Miss Camisia can cancel all of Miss Ella's schedules starting tomorrow."

"why?"

If anyone else had said this, Camisia would have definitely questioned them harshly, because such a statement was completely unreasonable and would make others regard Ella as incompetent. Camisia could not tolerate such a childish suggestion. However, the person who said this was Luty, who knew Ella best. There must be some hidden story that she was unaware of, so Camisia just frowned slightly.

Things reached a critical point. Lotte raised her head, her orange-red eyes filled with worry.

"I'm very worried about Miss Ella right now."

Without further questioning, Camisia waited for Luty to continue explaining.

"At the end of the meeting this morning, Ms. Ella was in a state of turmoil, saying she didn't want to do this kind of thing anymore. I wondered if the pressure these past few days had caused her to become overly stressed. Ms. Camisia, I think this matter needs to be addressed immediately. If it continues, Ms. Ella will definitely be in trouble."

"Emotionally unstable?"

Camisia frowned deeply. If Luti could say that it was unstable, then it must have reached a situation that could not be ignored. Perhaps the situation was worse than described - for example, it was actually on the verge of collapse or wanted to escape to a place where no one would find it. Either way, it was a result that Camisia absolutely did not want to see.

"Could you please elaborate on this, Lord Ruti?"

"Um."

After describing Ella's depressed look in the morning, Lotte added a final word.

"Ms. Camisia, even if you can't cancel everything, you should at least keep things as simple as possible."

"I was completely unaware of the pressure Princess-sama was under... I'm truly remiss."

Clenching her hands on the table, as if to expel all the heaviness in her chest, Camisia let out a long breath.

The room fell silent, with only the sound of magic props boiling water.

Originally, the meeting about Entalosferr was supposed to be chaired by Camisia, but at that time, Ella took the initiative to tell Camisia that she wanted to go herself. Therefore, Camisia naturally thought that this was a sign that Ella still had some energy left - she wanted to take on the obligations of the Demon King, and attending a noble wedding was not a difficult thing. So Camisia completely ignored the differences between Ella and herself. These things were easy for Camisia, but for Ella, an ordinary person who had almost no contact with them, it was too heavy.

"Looking back now, the reason the princess wanted to go alone was probably because she wanted to control the conversation herself. I was remiss in not understanding her intentions."

As if she was angry about her own incompetence, Camisia slammed the table. Although she didn't use much force, Luty could feel the weight of it. It was a mixture of regret, worry and anxiety.

"Lord Luty, you are right. I will cancel all of the princess's future plans."