𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓𝟐: 𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

“Ah-ah.”

I flop onto the luxurious bed with a strange cry.

It’s a high-end inn that we’ve been assigned to.

Ugh.

My stomach hurts.

I ate a little, no, a lot too much.

Next to me, Asuka, Miliaria, Meisha, Meg, and even Salieri are all sprawled out in the same way.

Go back to your own rooms.

“It’s quite something, isn’t it? Nelnel.”

Salieri says with an indescribable expression that’s a mix of sleepiness and discomfort.

It was more than just quite something, it was amazing.

First of all, the name of the restaurant was amazing. It was boldly written on the sign, “Eat until you die!”

It’s a smorgasbord, a specialty of the royal capital Lisan San.

You pay a fixed amount when you enter the restaurant.

After that, you can eat and drink as much as you want from anything in the restaurant. It’s a restaurant filled with madness.

There was even a catchphrase written that said, “You can even eat the plates and cups!”

Of course, we ate.

Until our stomachs were about to burst.

We were determined to eat at least the amount we paid, which was not cheap at all.

There were meat dishes, fish dishes, vegetable dishes, egg dishes, various types of bread and cheese, sweets, and even alcohol. You could eat and drink as much as you liked.

It was so fun that we ate beyond our limits.

I think Meisha, the gluttonous demon, might have tried all the dishes.

The other girls mainly went for the sweets.

“I’ve always wanted to fill my stomach with just cake once in my life.”

“Me too. My dream came true.”

“I don’t need to eat sweets for a while.”

It seems their desires were satisfied.

“It was bliss. The kingdom of God was here.”

“Don’t overdo it, or even the Supreme God will get angry. Meisha.”

I retort to the gluttonous priest.

Also, everyone is loosening their clothes too much.

You’re all in quite indecent outfits. You’re all unmarried girls.

Well, actually, I’ve also unbuckled my belt. I’m sorry for being sloppy.

Then, there’s a modest knock on the door.

I grab my beloved sword, sheath and all, with my left hand and move closer.

“…Yes.”

“I apologize for interrupting. However, following the custom of rushing in even in the midst of a national crisis, I have urgent news.”

An exaggerated voice comes back.

You could just come in normally.

With that said, I open the door wide.

I instantly regret it.

After all, the girls are sprawled out on the bed in sloppy outfits, and I’ve unbuckled my belt.

There’s nothing but elements that could be misunderstood by the messenger.

“Five people…amazing…”

The young man of the demon race, who widened his eyes for a moment, immediately bows his head and presents a letter.

What does he mean by amazing?

Surely, he means that the women are very sloppy.

He doesn’t mean that I’m a passionate man who can handle five women, does he? Damn it.

Without letting my inner turmoil show, I take the letter, quickly read through it, and turn back to the girls.

“Everyone. We have an urgent summons from Demon King Ingral. Get ready immediately.”

・・・

『”𝐀𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦” – 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐝u𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 “𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 “𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬”.』

・・・

We are led to the same conference room as yesterday.

Demon King Ingral and his secretary Milene, both with slightly tense expressions, are waiting.

“Lionel. King Morrison of Lintrite has decided to invade our Masrur Kingdom at yesterday’s cabinet meeting.”

He cuts straight to the point.

How does he know? That question is probably meaningless.

He must have people with keen ears and eyes infiltrated into the core of each country.

What I’m more curious about is how he knows about something that happened in the royal capital of Lintrite, which takes more than a month to reach on foot, the very next day.

He must have some means of communication.

At this point, it’s clear that he’s not someone we should fight with.

“Without a doubt, the aim is to divert the people’s attention from the frequent rebellions.”

“I suppose so…”

Trying to make up for political failures with military action is not unusual.

He plans to conquer and occupy the Masrur Kingdom, distribute its wealth, and suppress the dissatisfaction of the lords.

If it were that easy to suppress, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Or maybe he plans to have the nobles who are dissatisfied send out their troops and weaken their power.

In that case, the first to be sent into the attack would be Margrave Gaillia Doros.

“As for me, I don’t particularly desire war, but I must brush off the sparks that fall upon me.”

“Yes.”

Of course.

There’s no way we can warmly welcome the invading enemy army with a smile.

And in war, the defending side has the advantage.

First of all, they have the advantage of terrain.

And it’s the land where we live, so we’ll do whatever it takes to protect it.

“Many soldiers will die. There will probably be civilians caught up in it and killed. This is not what I want either. So, Lionel.”

“Yes.”

“I want you to deliver this personal letter to a man named General Kytes in Lintrite’s royal capital.”

“What?”

What did he just say? This person.

Why did he mention General Kytes?

And a personal letter means a decree from the Demon King?

Don’t tell me, is General Kytes in league with the Kingdom of Masrur?

“From your expression, it seems you know him, Lionel.”

“…I have some connection.”

“The first time I met Kytes was about thirty years ago, during a minor skirmish.”

A nostalgic haze floated in the Demon King’s eyes.

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