Prepare to welcome visitors.

[Desire] 's demon king Erigor came himself.

There is nothing to be alarmed about.

[Storage] Confirm that there are enough trump cards, while turning to Ciel.

"Dear Demon King, I'm counting on Ciel."

"Have you recovered enough magic to use [full imitation]"

"Piuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Is that it? I don't want to use that one. But don't hesitate when you do."

There are two types of magic recovery.

What increases the amount of magic healing and what adds magic.

When you become an S-rank demon, the latter is water on a burning stone.

But what Ciel possesses is an Epic item that will heal well enough.

It's a trump card for times of need, and it's hard for me to even get it.

"I got it! I worry about who I'm going to transform into. Master Quina is an iron plate, but so is Master Marco and Master Duke. I don't care if you're a glue bastard. Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Ciel loves to ravage with overwhelming force."

This slime, my eyes suck.

Sometimes a low status in normal times is a complex, and getting strong power in [full imitation] makes it high.

Ciel is an extremely brilliant and convenient guy, but it's the balls that make him feel better.

Come on, let's go.

"Pizza!"

What the hell are you thinking, that demon king?

Go outside and let the High Elves guide you to your visitors.

We have a wind alert net, and if someone puts it in the city section, the High Elves capture it, and if you're a cautious person, move it straight to surveillance.

While in the city section, they don't attack unless the opponent engages in sabotage activities, but if they step underground, they are supposed to intercept them immediately.

"Erigor the Demon King of [Desire], what the hell is it like"

"Yay. I'm here to see you, [Creation] Demon King Prokel. Yours is a much more plain city. I guess this is what I just made."

... It's a tentative first dungeon, but when people say bad things about the city, they get a sense of confrontation.

As much as I want to show you Avalon.

"Did you come to see me? You got to be kidding me. You're not such a demon king."

There are demon kings who live by emotion and demon kings who live by reason.

This is the latter.

A mild mouthfeel and attitude, but a cold calculation is hidden behind it.

There is no way that such an Erigor would risk the Demon King himself getting into another Demon King's dungeon just for that matter.

"I didn't lie to you. It's also true that I came to see you. I just need to do something else."

She lifts the corner of her mouth.

"Let's even brew some tea. Guide us to the Mansion."

"Well, it's easy to bring in a demon king."

"You would have done the same. At least we've come to talk today, so I'm not going to treat you like an evil person."

If you're going to attack me, I'll bring you more power.

[Storage] With only ten possible bodies, you wouldn't be stupid enough to think you could drop this place.

"Then let me sweeten your words."

What are you going to talk about?

It would be better to stay fit to some extent.

Tea is prepared in the mansion room.

I let Ciel brew the tea. Still, High Elves and Dwarf Smith need to master technology.

I can't leave the guest's tea to you.

"Damn, it's delicious. I've never had such a nice cup of tea. I was going to collect good things without putting threads on my money, but I don't feel confident."

The tea I let out was stored in Ciel's body.

When I was in Avalon, I mixed some of the tea leaves I collected from around the world with something I particularly liked and improved the variety.

"Good for your mouth. I don't know what this demon king likes."

"I guess we'd all be happy if we were demon kings of human shapes. It refreshes my head. Can you wrap this tea leaf? I like it."

"I can't do that. Avalon can get as much as he wants, but not here."

"Oh, or the tea leaves you made over there. I don't know."

While that's good, [Desire] 's demon king Erigor pinches the apple pie he served with his tea, and his eyes shine as if he liked it there too.

"Ugh, it was delicious. My stomach's swollen, and shall we talk? I came here today to invite you to a [night club]"

"Well, [Night Club]"

A gathering of demon kings from all over the world to deepen rapprochement.

The last time I talked to her, I was sure there was one.

"Besides, can I participate? The [Night Club] I know is invited to the venue by being forced to fly [Transfer] by the Creator. Even if you are willing to participate, there is nothing you can do if the Creator doesn't care about it"

"Don't worry about it. We're talking ahead of time."

"That the Creator will be consulted by the Demon King?

That must only be thought of as a tool to entertain the Demon King himself.

... In this world, is the Creator someone else too?

"Because I'm a favorite and special.... I think you should join us. You must be over here for a while. You better know about those guys who could be enemies."

"Really? Neither enemies nor anything, unless they know they exist, should be turned against hostility. On the face of it, my dungeons don't look like dungeons. Yes, they won't notice. I believe it is the most efficient way to protect myself from anyone. Unless you tell another demon king about me."

The only Demon King who knows me in this world is Erigor, the Demon King of [Desire], as it stands.

As long as she keeps her mouth shut, I'm safe.

What's more, the most secure way to keep her safe is to get rid of her who knows me.

I don't like that kind of means, and there are times when Erigor's powers are unknown. I'm not willing to take them.

"That's sweet, isn't it? A well-eared demon king realizes it sooner than you assume. Besides, do you think the Creator will leave you alone?

"Don't think so. If only I knew the Creator."

"Correct, I came here because the Creator taught me this place. Otherwise, I guess I needed time to find another week or so. I'm the one who talked to him, but this is how it works.... It feels more like you've been waiting for me to say it. No wonder you were doing more than telling me where you are."

Convinced. The Creator is the same here and there.

The Creator seems to like me. Although it means something different from Erigor.

I started putting out a little bit now because it wasn't funny to put another demon king on me until the other day.

Until the other day, he didn't eat his emotions, he was starving, and he just made a dungeon and he was barely equipped for defense.

That's not a decent battle they were after.

If you are targeted by a powerful demon king, you cannot fight it unless you take a means close to a forbidden hand, and the battle will be one-sided, whichever wins.

Then I'm bored watching the game.

I guess it's most interesting to see, like right now, a situation where you barely have the minimum physical strength and are ready to defend.

That's what I find out.

"Okay. Let's go to the [Night Club]"

It's about him.

Always, if I don't go, I'm going to penalize you.

It stinks that we have a choice. You can force me to call it in [the night club], but I dare not do it.

At times like this, the Creator decided, of his own free will, not to participate in [nightclubs]. Serve to regret that fact for the rest of your life.

"Honest and good. Let me tell you something, up to three demon escorts have to be demons the size of a dance hall."

"It's awesome."

As a matter of certainty, let's think about two more.

[Night club] As a general rule, no combat act can be carried out, but there are exceptions.

'Cause I got poked out of the way and I got flown here.

"Look forward to it. 'Cause I'm gonna show you the demons I made out of the medals I got you at the [Night Club]."

"Don't you want me to hide it?

S-ranked demons have an overwhelming power. So much for changing the war situation with that demon.

If you hide your existence, it is a substitute that can drive the calculations of the Hostile Demon King crazy during [war].

"It's okay. Because she's a child to fulfill my dreams."

I don't know, but I guess that makes sense if Erigor does.

"Well, I'm going home. You're busy for the [Night Club]. I'll tell you the date."

Don't ask me what I'll be busy with.

It's supposed to be just a reunion. … and it is [the night club] where the Creator occasionally puts in surprise events.

Even though there isn't much to prepare for.

I dropped Erigor off.

My desire to remain calm until I return to Avalon is probably elusive.

That's why let's take advantage of this situation and plot to bring the souvenirs back to Avalon.

Don't waste what you've come here for.

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