Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

Covenant with Elves

Returning to the elves, the Elf Queen came for a small run and buried her face in my chest.

I wouldn't be wearing perfume, but I felt like it smelled like flowers.

"It's a boulder. Dear Ike."

"It's nice. Dear Ike."

"It's the strongest. Dear Ike."

and compliments with all the euphemisms, but when she tries to kiss my cheek (cheeks), the anemone goes into a stop.

"Sister, please stop shagging."

"But Master Ike is the benefactor who saved this Elf country. I want to express my gratitude in a spirit."

"But nothing. The royal family of elves is set to be married to the first one to kiss. Is your sister going to marry Mr. Ike?

"If you talk about it, right?

"My sister was clearly targeting her mouth right now"

"No, it's cheeks"

Ferlett claiming.

"No, it was a mouth"

Anemone claiming.

I left them and headed to Satti, as the argument seemed to continue in an extended manner.

She greets me with her usual smile.

"I've been waiting for you to come home"

A modest welcome, not as passionate as Ferlett or Lilith.

I respond modestly, "Thank you," too, because I have trouble being the person on that side until she is.

Then she brought me tea, not to be told.

It is a routine event to return to the battlefield.

Inside the raw hate and elves, there are no regular tea leaves, so vanilla tea, or herbal tea, but still a warm drink to mouth under the cold skies warms the core of the body.

Often, as I enjoyed the smell of herbal tea, Ferlett, who had stopped fighting with her sisters, came this way.

Now he doesn't seem to be here to give me a hug, he doesn't force me to kiss him, he seems to be here to talk serious.

The look is serious. I guess I've decided to be ready to talk about the future.

When I took a serious look in the mask too, I headed with her to the royal palace of Elves.

Turning to the royal palace, she bowed her head respectfully and said, "Thank you very much for your help this time."

When I gave him back as he had, I said, "Tell the warriors of the elves, and the demons of my subordinates who have marched in insomnia."

In fact, because I thought you were right.

This victory, I'm not alone.

The decision of Queen Ferlett, who fully trusted me, the Demon Nation.

Anemone, the warrior chief of the elves, and his men, who accepted it and followed me.

Gunter or Lilith's personal martial arts.

As I mentioned before to that, Sigan's efforts managed to get reinforcements in time.

Any one missing would not have tied in to this victory.

Everyone should have been admired, not just me.

Speaking about it, Ferlett smiled, "Master Ike is as humble as ever," and declared, "Of course, I intend to thank everyone involved in this battle later".

When I thanked the Queen for her concern, I decided to get down to business.

From here on out, you have to be a politician, not a magician, not a military man.

"We honored our covenant with the Elves and protected the Elf Forest. I ask Her Majesty the Queen to keep her promise next."

Ferlett also becomes the face of a politician when he hears the words.

"I know. The Elves are an honorable species. We will not imitate you in a way that breaks the promise you made once."

"I hope you can provide a warrior squad of elves."

"Yes."

and Ferlett nods.

"But you can't break all warriors. An elite 50 centered on anemones. That will be the biggest force we can get out of here. It's less painful..."

"Terrible. Thank you enough."

I saw Anemone's arm as commander the other day.

Her bow arms, spiritual magic, they will be of great help in the future.

Plus, elves as a force of war are important, but the Elves want to take care of them, even as dealers.

The Elves are not as clever at their fingertips as the Dwarves and can produce crafts and weapons.

It doesn't have as abundant food as a trade union, nor is it rich in spices.

However, fruits and mushrooms that can only be taken in this forest, and the psychic and secret medicines that use them as raw materials, can be sold at high prices, and should help the Demon King's Army.

That alone is worth having the Elves on your side.

Having decided that, I have decided to sign a pledge of alliance with the Elves.

The documents presented had already been signed by Ferlett.

It has red letters on it.

Her blood was written instead of ink.

This one also follows the ritual, damaging his fingertips with a dagger, and dripping blood down the plate.

Put it on a wingpen and sign it as "Ike, Commander of the 8th Regiment of the Demon King's Army".

For a moment, I was about to sign with the 7th Legion Brigade Leader, because I had not yet been able to become the title Legion Leader.

Anyway, now that the covenant was fully in place, when I finished signing, Ferlett had become his usual innocent face and kept his mouth down as "dull".

What's so funny?

I'll ask him if he thinks so.

"What's so funny?

Ferlett said, with all due respect,

"I'm sorry, 'cause it's funny how blood bleeds out of the immortals' fingers."

"- I see, it's really funny"

Naturally because the contents are human, I'd like to say, but that won't be necessary to talk.

"And there's red blood in Ike's body, too."

"Yeah, for once."

I just had to reply like this, but Ferlett returned it like this without being strangely surprised (a lot).

"I was relieved to see that. Find out that the Demons have the same red blood as us. It's the same blood. I'm sure you'll understand."

"- Yeah, you'll see."