With a woman named Lloyd or Lili – Sylvia – who sandwiched the small break, the sea dragon ship Leviathan returned to King Ishtarika’s capital… for the first time in a while to that port.

It was Leviathan, who came only in sudden contact, but many king metropolitan people, plus officials of the castle, were already on their feet at the port of arrival.

Everyone, without exception, has a hopeful look, which concisely determines the heart of the Lloyds.

The time is almost dinner time and it’s time for Wang Du to show the busiest of the day.

In contrast to the sunny evening scenery, the knights feel very dark.

Also, Ishtarika, who hasn’t been home in a long time, didn’t feel any joy.

“Retreat! There’s an injured man here, so we’ll talk later!

From Leviathan we move to the small boat before moving to the port.

Because, just like when Ain left, it’s hard to accept Leviathan in the harbour of the king’s capital.

Lili then disembarked from the boat in a hurry to make way for the injured person to move quickly to the carriage that had been prepared.

Of particular importance were Chris and Dill, who moved them in concealment to keep the upset from spreading to the King’s people.

– Marshal! Welcome home!

“Whoa, welcome home to our heroes – Marshal, one eye…!?

The King’s people, who bless to tear it up, feel slightly depressed just now.

Still, Lloyd shook his grin and hurried Sylvia into the carriage.

“Are you listening to me?

Lloyd speaks to you from the carriage.

“… ‘The battle is over. However, I have a report about His Royal Highness Prince Wang’ … We’ll head to the castle in a hurry.”

“Please.”

Apparently your man had some talking to do, and he hastily leaves the carriage without asking any more.

Then Sylvia looked at Chris and muttered.

“… this girl is about to wake up.”

That’s good news. However, from Lloyd’s point of view, it is equally important to ask Sylvia about Dill with a grunting voice and eyes.

“- Dill, my child… what do you think?

“It depends on the child’s own vitality. Sorry, if this kid was a demon, I could have helped…”

“… No, I heard something weird. I’m sorry.”

There is bitter air in the carriage.

After all, Dill’s condition was heavy and he couldn’t apply his hands – all he could say was that.

“Dear Lord Lloyd. Therapeutic magic users will be here soon! Plus, the castle has plenty of amenities… so I can handle it!

“… sorry. You’re right.”

Lloyd, powered by Lili, slaps his cheek hard.

Striking his cheeks so vigorously that the bills applied, he declared with powerful eyes.

“Let’s do what we have to do. First, report to Your Majesty.”

There was unprecedented characteristic air in the castle.

If you think it makes you feel the serenity to the point of spookiness, the sound of anger echoing from all over.

If you compare a castle to a single human being, you’re just exhausted with a word of emotional instability.

In the meantime, the carriage that came running in great haste – the head of which arrived at the entrance to the castle, hurrying down the injured.

“Hurry up! Be careful!

“- Ha!”

“Yes, sir!

When I leave the injured to the knights and servants of the castle who come to pick me up, I tell them to treat Chris and Dill in particular with caution.

Then Lloyd and Sylvia also stepped out of the carriage and looked at the appearance of the castle spreading in front of them.

… then Martha, a small paycheck, approaches Lloyd’s.

“… you”

“- Ah.”

The disturbing air is also transmitted to Martha.

When she looked behind Dill, who had just been transported, she mumbled her mouth strongly.

But I notice that Lloyd’s condition is different than usual – also because Lloyd has one eye now.

… Martha shakes her body for about a few seconds when she hugs Lloyd hard the next moment.

“Your Majesty is waiting for you. So hurry up…”

“Martha, stay with Dill and do it. I can’t stay with him.”

What the hell would Martha have imagined about Dill’s condition?

When I give Lloyd a stiff look at his words, he walks away from Lloyd like a hindsight.

Then he runs out without worrying about his surrounding eyes and rushes after the dill he was transported to.

“Dear Lord Lloyd. Well, for a little while… next to the Dill escort…”

Lili cares, but Lloyd deliberately walks out without responding.

Stepping into the castle as usual, Lloyd rushed for Silvard’s former.

“… let’s go too. Right?”

Untold and ruthlessly attacked, Lili finally moved her legs when Sylvia pushed her back.

Nodding silently, Lili takes Silvia after Lloyd.

When I stepped inside the castle for the first time in a long time like this, I was amazed by the air that was too different than usual.

When the feel of the soft carpet is strongly conveyed, it makes you understand the accumulated fatigue in your body.

Amid much emotion, the three hurried through the castle.

Lloyd, who leads the way, aims to be between nature and sight, and neither of us walks behind without disputing.

It lasted for a few minutes and finally came to the spot where Silvado would have waited.

“- I’m back now. Sire.”

Lloyd who makes that a word in front of the door.

I get people’s signs from inside, but I never get a response.

Lloyd then knocks on the door a few times before hanging his hand on the door.

When it opens loosely to the left and right with the sound of heavy wood swinging, you can see who’s inside.

Sitting on the throne, Silverado unleashes an overwhelming presence.

And a little distance apart, two people, Laralua and Krone, were standing.

Katima also securely refrains on the other side of it.

“… you have to ask the rest. Here comes Prince Wang… Ain’t… why he doesn’t have any other grandchildren!

Silvado speaks with hegemony and sadness.

Then the first time I gave him my face, Lloyd, who had become a ship’s eye, surprised me.

“- Lloyd. Lord, one eye…”

Hearing Silvado’s words, Laralua and Krone both turn into grieving faces.

I put my hand on my mouth and felt its misery.

Lloyd, on the other hand, cages his strength all over his body in Silvard’s words, advancing with his big crotch and kneeling on the ground.

“Your Grace, I have a report for you.”

“… I won’t ask. I don’t want to hear the rest!

Silvard’s attitude changes as I tell him I have to ask.

Silvard gave Lloyd a painful look at his injury, but he shrunk without looking at him.

Laralua and Krone also have sad expressions in his attitude, and I’m sure he doesn’t even want to hear Lloyd’s report in earnest.

… Then, while this sad atmosphere drifts, Sylvia opens her mouth with a stirring voice.

“- Whoever draws the blood of my child must not behave like that. It can be an insult to Ishtal, the continent, not to mention his ancestors.”

Lloyd on his knees around the center of the carpet. Sylvia punches her wand in the face as she moves next to that Lloyd for attention.

Bishi, Bishi… and the shock of the air swinging every time I poked the wand spread in the blink of an eye.

“Face up. He who draws the blood of the Ishtarika royal family.”

I hope not. Silvard feels incredible imposition and looks up.

If you look up, Sylvia – there’s a woman dressed in a black robe.

“Damn it… is… what the hell…?

Silvard wasn’t the only one who thought who the hell he was.

The same goes for Laralua and Krone, even without opening their mouths, so that their bewildered appearance can be taken into their hands.

But as opposed to them… Katima was surprised to get on her knees.

“- Oh, no… it’s a lie…”

“Katima? Lord, what are you so surprised…”

“Elderlich… why are you here?!?

Katima’s surprise is conveyed to everyone.

For Katima, who read and fished for a book written by Wilfried, it was too easy to understand what Sylvia looked like.

In addition to the appearance of the book as it was written, the force that makes you feel strange – and the luxurious wand in your hand is proof of that.

“Elderlich said……!? No, I don’t think so.”

Silvard finds out.

The meaning of the phrase “who draws the blood of my child”.

“Oh, you understand.”

“… well, I read and fished the book… nya”

“Elf’s?

“Nha, nya…”

Katima nods powerlessly. It is unusual for her and feels like she has difficulty opening her mouth due to nervousness.

If I told you, I had some fears that made me want to run away, but when I realized Silvard was strangely calm, Katima breathed softly, too.

“I’ll tell you more about that book later. Come on, king of this world, who draws the blood of my son. Let me tell you about Prince Wang Ain’s current situation.”

“Ahh, Ain’t Ein lost his life……!?

“No. He’s alive. Strongly rooted in the capital of King Heim, absorbing the evil (…) beings around him, while continuing to grow.”

“… sorry. The rest, I have no idea why, what the hell is going on.”

Silvard rises to the unexpected good news.

Then, as he moved forward in a startling foothold, he approached where Lloyd and Sylvia stood.

“He fulfilled his petition. I defeated the Red Fox and defeated their leader… but the last spiritual gap occurred and I was defeated by the power of the Demon King.”

“Ma… you say it’s the same as Archet the Demon King…?

“No. They’re of worse quality than Archet. Ein, one way or another, you were pushed by the power of the demon king who lives there. The strength of that power proves that it could summon us.”

I don’t know what to do.

Silvered’s condition is such a stand-up behavior that all the confusion seems to be soliciting him.

But when I heard the two conversations, Laralua spoke for the first time.

“- Forgive the disrespect of pinching your mouth. Your Majesty, and…”

Sylvia.

“Excuse me. Dear Sylvia, I’m sorry, Katima… and Krone can’t keep up with your story. With all due respect, may I ask you about the word” demon king “and the sincerity of the word” draw the blood of my son “, which Lord Sylvia said (…)”

The Royal Ishtarika woman is strong.

As if to embody the word, Laralua asks Silvia with perseverance.

When Krone nods quietly next to Laralua, he squeezes his expression just like Laralua.

Katima, on the other hand, still seemed baffled, but when she stood up she slammed down the dust on her knees with a meatball.

“… may I give you an explanation? King of this world.”

Silvard nods quickly at the word.

When this happened, I couldn’t keep the secrets I was sharing with Ain.

Sylvia talks about Royal Intelligence, in addition to what she told the Lloyds earlier.

Then, to give a more detailed explanation, the faces gathered during the sight are amazed by the fact.

The fact that Ain was becoming the Demon King, the truth about the Ishtarika royal family – and his relationship with the Demon King Arshes.

Sylvia tells all about it, including the family relationship of Marc, the first king.

Then after hearing the explanation, Laralua made a moment of silence and tried to find Silvado, who did not teach him about this.

But in view of his mood and the content of his story, Laralua suppresses it in inches.

“So you’re saying that Master Sylvia is going to be your mother, Marc?

You’re right.

Understanding the situation, Laralua sighed and moved forward correctly.

I think I moved forward more than Sylvado and got my foot right next to Sylvia, and I immediately break my knee and cartesy deeply.

“Numerous disrespects. Please forgive me.”

It is unusual for the current Queen to bow her head.

But from a standpoint, if you think of the former king and his queens as opponents, you are not uncomfortable with Queen Laralua bowing her head.

It is inconceivable, among other things, not to bow your head as a person of Ishtarika, if you ask the mother of Marc, the first king.

“- Your Majesty, I thought you should bow your head too.”

It’s not the place to be.

I can’t help but wonder about the circumstances of the precious Ain, and no matter how much Silver they are, they can’t afford it at all.

But Laralua pleads strongly to her husband, Silvado, when he is thankful.

“Mm… you’re absolutely right…”

“Oh, oh, that’s okay. If it’s too disrespectful, it’s a problem, but I’m not telling you to keep your heads down.”

When Laralua bowed his head, Katima and Krone were bowing their heads as well near the throne.

When Sylvia stopped just before Silvard knelt down, she let Laralua stand with her hand.

“But can I be so honest with you about me?

Naturally. When I wonder that the Laraluas honestly believed in Sylvia, I ask it without worrying.

“… it is the report of Prince Wang that I trust. Besides, the story of rapid growth and strengthening… and based on the facts in the former demon kingdom, we can’t deny Lord Sylvia.”

“- Hehe, I see. Good for you… I think the good guys will be here later.”

I didn’t know what was going on when I heard it was a good guy, but if you look at Lloyd, Lloyd nodded, so Silver decides to leave it to him.

“Well, then, I’m sorry, but I want to get back to you. What do you think, after all? Is Ein alive…?

“He’s alive. It’s just that I’m rambling the power of the Demon King now.”

“I don’t think it’s just… Think of the demon king of the past, Archet.”

Silvard has a bitter laugh, but a hopeful look compared to the beginning.

“It’s late, but I’ll get to the point. I didn’t come here to pick up Archet’s magic stone.”

“Nha!? Ma, give me the Demon King’s Demon Stone…!?

“… yeah. I need that kid’s demon stone.”

Katima was surprised as she glanced, but Sylvia on the other hand was different.

When you hold your arms in grief, you smile as if you were strong.

“Oh well! Use the demon stone of the demon king Archet to stop Ein’s rampage… you’re going to save Ein!

“- Yeah. We will use Archet’s demonic stone to launch an attack, Ein, to fulfill your wish (…)”

“Thank you from the heart! Please, please give me our Ain…!

Then Laralua and Katima also bowed their heads and offered thanks for Sylvia’s words.

But there’s just one person – only Krone doesn’t bow his head, he just stares at Sylvia.

I never opened my mouth, but I kept staring at Sylvia with a strong gaze.

“Speaking of which, Your Grace. Is Olivia…?

When she realizes Olivia is not here, Lloyd asks Silver about it.

“Ugh, um… I don’t know, I’ve been falling asleep breaking down since around noon. Martha tells me you’re not awake when you suddenly lose your mind.”

“Nah – what a build-up of hard work that was…”

“I wonder if it’s rooted.”

Sylvia uttered ominous words.

Because the word rooting is a dead end problem if you try from dry adds like Ein and Olivia.

“Rooted…… no way, still with Lord Logus…… ugh!?

If so, it’s important. Anyway, Logus has already lost his life.

… but Sylvia immediately denies it.

“I remember a little bit about a kid named Logus. But not because he’s already dead.”

“Then who the hell…!

Who was my daughter overlapping her body with?

If you think that has something to do with what went to the battlefield, Silvard doesn’t mind.

When you say that with hateful eyes, you have to find the killer…

“… Ein you were raised like a normal baby. When I was an infant, I received breast milk and continued to have a good relationship with my mother until I was this age. Maybe it was rooted in the unknown because of this – maybe. I’m sorry, I don’t know any more about the habit of rooting. But with these past, I think she’s falling apart.”

When I heard this word, I felt compelling.

More recently, Olivia has always been in love with Ain, including a mouthful to Ain’s forehead heading to the battlefield.

If so, it’s not so strange that it was unconsciously rooted…

“Besides… if you fell after noon, Ain’t got time for you to run wild.”

As a matter of fact, there are many opaque parts about the habits and ecology of dry ads, and I couldn’t find a reason to deny it.

Sylvia hardens her expression when she pities it.

But if Ein’s problem is solved, so is Olivia.

“… yeah. Ein, if your problem (…) is solved (…), that child will get better too.”

– See you later.

Looking at Sylvia returning the words like a mountain bird, Krone feels uncomfortable.

Reduce your desire to open your mouth and ask questions, and make your head work at all costs.

“Then I’m relieved… ugh! So, when do we get to Ain…?

I also know what makes you want to hurry.

Laralua pointed her stern eyes at Silvado, but Silvia smiled gently.

“As soon as the good guys get back, but I think… Otherwise, Ein, you’ll get stronger and stronger.”

“Oh! That would be just fine.”

“Hmm, Your Majesty? What the hell is just right?

“Ha ha, actually, Professor Oz is coming to the castle first thing tomorrow morning! He said he’s finally back in the ist, and he’s bringing the materials! If so, I think he can help Lord Sylvia.”

“Well, that’s good news.”

But Sylvia shows difficulty. Because Ain’t gonna keep absorbing and getting stronger.

I mean, time is no exaggeration when it comes to fighting for a moment.

“I wonder if I’ll just wait one night…”

If you look at it from Lloyd or Lili, demonization is what you were stained and made to understand in your battle with Ed.

The ist that he was doing that research in the past – the coming of a prominent Oz among them and among researchers – is good news for them too.

“By the way… who’s that Oz?

“Oh, I’m sorry. Professor Oz said that he had the material of the past ist… some of which were studies of making demon kings artificially. Therefore, I called more often, but I didn’t get in touch with him…”

“… Phew. Artificial Demon King, huh?”

Sylvia was interested in explaining Lloyd.

“Okay. Then I’ll take care of you for the night.”

Then Sylvia replies that she will be looked after overnight for a change.

Silvado and Lloyd… Laralua and the others thanked me for this reply and I felt a strong sense of reliance.

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