"La, Rasl-sama! I want to follow you too!"
Resichina quickly agreed, secretly regretting being a step behind the others. Then—
"...Honestly, peaceful coexistence with humans is worse than eating shit to me...But, considering the future of the demon race, we can't ignore the trend of the times."
Even Angol agreed.
As a result, the others seemed to have made up their minds as well. In addition to the princes who originally belonged to the Demon King faction, even a few people from the neutral faction expressed their willingness to follow.
"Thank you. However, we cannot do without all three generals. Angol, I hope you can stay if possible."
"As you command. Until the moment our future is determined by the times, I swear to protect our homeland in your absence."
Angol addressed this to all the other lords. He declared that no civil unrest would occur during the Demon King's absence. This was his way of demonstrating his loyalty.
Then, Kalm came before the throne. His expression was as if he had been forced to swallow mud.
"...Your Majesty, I do not understand. I cannot see the vision for the future that Your Majesty has in mind."
"I'm a freak, and you're a born demon supremacist. This is a natural consequence."
"Yes. I firmly believe that the Majin are the race most qualified to rule the world. However..."
Kalm turned around and looked at the faces of every orthodox prince behind him, then faced Lasser with a very complicated expression on his face.
"We are not interested in pursuing war."
"I understand. You all know how painful it is to lose someone important."
"...I cannot assist you. I cannot follow your thoughts, Your Majesty. However, I fully understand your resolve, and I understand that you are thinking of our future. Therefore, I will await your return. As long as you do not stop, you will be our Demon King."
"……Thank u."
Despite their differing ideologies, they shared a common concern for their compatriots and their homeland. While the atmosphere among the orthodox princes remained unfriendly, they suppressed their emotions. Seeing their reactions, Lasser expressed his heartfelt gratitude.
Then, Rasl's eyes returned to Bandu, who seemed somewhat bewildered by the completely unexpected turn of events.
"That's the way it is, Ben."
"As expected of my brother—that's all I can say. You're always like this, never letting anyone get away with it."
Bandu first sighed deeply, then smiled happily.
Afterward, Elgar explained his reasons to the military and decided to form an expeditionary force consisting only of those who supported the plan. Since the Demon King was leading only a small number of troops, the relevant units hurriedly prepared for such a crucial event. Meanwhile, Bandu remained in the city as a guest, awaiting further orders.
He wasn't idle either. He first wrote a letter to headquarters explaining what had happened, then enhanced the messenger bird he had brought with him, having it deliver the message back to headquarters. He also contacted the Schnee tribe, asking them to bring their flying dragons to transport the troops. Meanwhile, Bandu finally had a chance to have a proper conversation with Rasl. It had been an opportunity he hadn't had since childhood.
Bandu felt very calm and at ease to have such an unexpected opportunity before the final battle.
I even feel that I can do anything now.
Because, being able to fight alongside his brother, he might be able to unleash enough power to defeat the apostles.
...The only flaw was that when he was talking to Rasl, Leskina kept peeping through the crack in the door. Her jealous eyes hurt Bandu a lot and made him mentally exhausted.
About half a month passed after the assembly order was issued.
“…Wuwu, wuwu…”
The moaning sound slightly vibrated the air.
My vision was blurry, the sounds I heard were muffled, my hands and feet felt numb, and a deep sense of fatigue lingered.
But the heart is still beating.
It seems that I survived...
Ross murmured this in his heart, without much emotion, and took a deep breath.
"……here it is?"
Hearing his voice become so hoarse, he realized he was thirsty for water. He looked around.
The unfamiliar ceiling looked like it was made of metal.
This room has no windows, only one door.
Although the decoration is simple and crude, you can feel the cleanliness of the environment all over your body.
Seeing the water bottle and cup on the bedside, he reached out without even thinking.
He didn't even want to wait for the water to be poured into the cup, and just leaned his head over to drink.
Although the water was not cold enough, it felt particularly soft and clean, caressing the mouth, sliding down the throat, and filling the stomach.
“—Puff! Huh, huh, it’s like coming back from the dead.”
After saying this, Ross realized that this sentence was not an exaggeration at all, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The five senses were still dull and there was still tinnitus, but my consciousness suddenly became much clearer.
He put the water bottle back on the bedside table. The reason why the bedside table was placed on the right side was probably because he had lost his left hand.
"Well, from my last memory, I think this should be the base of the Liberator..."
The tinnitus is still severe, like the groaning of some animal.
To help his ears adjust to the sounds, Ross muttered to himself while checking his current situation. While this room had no windows and was made of metal, it couldn't possibly be a church prison cell... He really didn't want to consider that possibility.
Ross reached for the bedsheets. The white sheets were spotless, revealing the care and attention of the caregiver.
"It's definitely not the church."
Ross shrugged, feeling reassured. Even though he hadn't seen his son and his men yet, he wasn't too worried.
Then, Ross gathered his strength and stretched his legs under the bed.
“Hmmmm~~~~~♡”
"..."
What was that? My foot seemed to have stepped on something soft...
Furthermore, the humming sound, which Ross had always thought was just tinnitus, became even clearer. It sounded... somewhat charming, or perhaps even happy.
Ross carefully lowered his gaze, as if trying to peek into the darkness lurking within.
“Mmm…Mmm, Mmm!”
It turned out to be the Queen of the Republic.
The Queen was lying on her back on the ground, her hands and feet were tied, and a gag was stuffed in her mouth.
And Ross's feet were stepping squarely on the Queen's face and plump breasts respectively.
But for some reason, the Queen's long ears kept flapping, and she looked very happy.
And the hot breath of excitement kept blowing strongly on the soles of Ross's feet.
The moaning sound seemed to be saying "I want more, I want more!"
"...Looks like I was just having a nightmare."
Ross gently lifted his feet and lay back on the bed.
Yes, this must be a dream. I must still be unconscious, having a nightmare.
Dream, wake up soon.
Ross prayed inwardly. But a beat or two passed, and the humming sound persisted. Then a thud- ...
Ross immediately stood up, got out of bed from the other side, and walked along the wall to the door.
He seemed to have decided to pretend that he had seen and heard nothing.
Because the scene was so horrifying that it was hard to believe that it existed in the world and was beyond comprehension.
How could the Queen of the Republic be such a pervert!
At this moment, the Queen of the Republic rolled towards him from the ground, causing him to quickly open the door in fear. Behind the door, he saw—
"Ms. Meredith! I'll pay any price just to meet your expectations! Please accept it!"
"Ryanhead!? No, Miss Meredith just wants you to borrow her for a look—Ah! Miss Meredith! Don't hug me like that—"
"...It's not 'Miss', it's 'Sister', no."
"Sister, sister... this is embarrassing..."
"Master Sharon is truly worthy of his name! He's won over the hearts of the female members of the Liberator camp one after another in a short period of time. Even Miss Meredith has become his captive... As everyone says, he truly is an enchanting, beautiful boy! I admire him so much!"
"This is complete defamation!"
Why? Why is this incredibly strange scene unfolding before my eyes?
No matter how you look at it, the most trusted and trusted subordinate seems to be pursuing that unprecedented and groundbreaking girl.
It was no wonder, kneeling on one leg, offering the holy sword with both hands. The holy sword was gleaming, as if in protest.
The precious son was being held tightly from behind by the world's most annoying girl, treated like a doll. However, he didn't seem to mind it.
"...Looks like I was just having a nightmare."
Go to sleep. I must be tired and haven't rested enough, so I saw such a terrifying hallucination...
Just as Ross was about to quietly close the door—
"Hmm! Hmm? Hmm~hmm!"
The Queen bounced on the ground behind him like a freshly caught fish. Because of her obstruction, Ross could not return to the bed.
It can be said that it was a nightmare from beginning to end, and I was caught in a dilemma.
"Is this world hell?"
He couldn't help but sigh. When he woke up, he unexpectedly arrived in another world...
"Ah, you're awake, Rouse-boy. That's great!"
"Who is Brother Rouse?"
Ross reflexively complained, looking in the direction of the voice. It was the female pirate who had fought a fatal battle in the West Sea.
"Mel Melkinne."
"Yes~♡ It's our sister Mei, Royce-kun."
Although her reaction was quite annoying, at this critical moment, anyone who could save him from such hell would be a goddess.
"Please, tell me what's going on. This is so weird, it's driving me crazy."
“Aiya~”
Lutilis slipped out from under Ross's feet, banging her head against the metal door and tumbling out of the room. Upon seeing Sister Mei, she jumped for joy on the ground.
Rouse was right. The sight would drive you mad.
(But, I was the one who kidnapped the person...)
Mei'er has to go to regenerate magic for Ross regularly, but Lutilis keeps pestering her, making her very upset.
So──
(It’s not my fault anyway! I’ll just ignore her!)
Sister Mei'er's specialty is to abdicate responsibility, and of course, even the responsibility to explain is thrown out of the window.
At this time, Miredy and others seemed to have finally noticed the existence of Ross.
Sharon and Ryan Hyde's eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets. Then, they both ran towards Rouse.
"Father!"
"Lord Royce!"
"Uh, well, Sharon, Ryan Hyde, are you...all okay?"
Especially the head. Unfortunately, the two of them still didn't hear the hidden meaning.
"Yes! I'm completely fine. Father..."
Sharon threw himself on Ross, rubbing his cheek against his, and hugged him tightly with both hands.
"We've been looking forward to the moment you wake up!"
Ryan Hyde knelt on one leg on the ground, tears in his eyes, and was sincerely grateful for Routh's recovery.
"Hmm. However, the scene just now is lingering in my mind. Could you please explain it to me?" Lord Royce muttered in his heart.
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