The Hero and the Demon King are Eternally in True Love

After recovering, the Demon King finally returned to the castle, changed into his favorite clothes, and nodded with satisfaction.Laughed a bit.

Then, the Marquis, who was wandering around the castle, was dragged into sparring.

The reason is: "I haven't done it for a few days, I need to practice a bit. Lord Marquis."

Holding the flower, the Marquis said to the demon king who had targeted him, "...Okay." After making the move, he turned to the slightly bored demon king, "Are you in a bad mood, Your Majesty?"

The devil blinked: "Is there? I'm in a good mood."

The Marquis nodded without saving face.

The Demon King blinked in this decisive affirmation, bowed his head and pondered for a while.

Then he pulled the Marquis off again.When the Marquis bared his teeth, he nodded slightly: "It seems a little bit."

The Marquis immediately sat down and made a gesture of listening.

After finishing the training, the Demon King said to the Marquis who looked like a human tree hole, "Why are you doing this?"

"If your majesty has any unhappy things, you can tell me and let me relieve your worries." The marquis is still occasionally out of tune, and curiosity comes again. "After all, I am the first subordinate you have subdued in the Demon Realm. Absolutely loyal." .The tone is tight. I promise not to tell any other demons about you. "

The strength of the demon race is respected, and the essence is strong. The Marquis who was the first to be beaten badly, in a sense, was indeed the first subordinate of the demon king.But the tone of the Marquis...

In this series of guarantees, the devil looked at the nearby walls and windows:

As a rule, the more you promise, the less reliable you are.

And according to the tragedies of other demons in the past, what the Marquis knows is basically equal to the knowledge of the whole demons in most cases.

The Demon King came back and took a look at the Marquis, thinking about why the Marquis was beaten last time in his gossip, and seeing the trembling in the Marquis' eyes: "It's actually nothing."

Then, next to the human-shaped tree hole, he stared back at the figures outside the window. After thinking about what the brave man had done, he endured it for a while, and let the Marquis shut up first, and then roughly said——

Probably, what the Marquis knew was that the Demon King lied to the princess and the brave man came to save his lover, and what the Marquis didn’t know was that the beauty who caused him to be beaten last time was the Demon King himself, and...

"...How can there be such a mindless existence as a brave man in the world?"

Picking and picking and talking about some objective facts, by the way, after attacking the hero's demon king, he greeted the brave man's IQ again at the end.

Feeling really angry.I'm going to be pissed off.

After being bombarded by a bunch of news, the Marquis looked at the very angry Demon King: "...Anyway, please allow me to calm down, Your Majesty." After a while, "I finished calming down. Your Majesty, you are so miserable. "The Marquis sincerely mourned for a second that the devil's taste was the idiot and sweetness of the opposing camp, and then, "And for this reason, I decided to offer you my most sincere sympathy and blessings here."

As he spoke, he stood up and bent down, pressing down his deep purple eyes along with the movement.

In this unscrupulous words and the behavior of the showman: ...?

"Master Marquis? May I ask you to continue to say such baseless words? If yes, you can get out first."

"Got it, Your Majesty, get out now. And, where do you need me to go to perform some tasks now? For example, intercept and kill the mentally handicapped brave man in the words just now?"

The Marquis stood up slightly in these words, his eyes were in the dark purple color, which can be said to be very demonic.

……

If you disagree with me, you will fight and kill. It really is my subordinate.

Although I don't know why the topic jumped so fast, but in short, the devil finally let the Marquis go to make up for the flowers he stole while the devil was away.

And after boasting in the bedroom with his chin propped up, he glanced outside——

Outside the window, the Marquis, who was accused of planting flowers during the autumn and winter season, is working hard. Small flowers slowly appear between the leaves and vine branches, and then spread out. Next to him is a magic dragon lying somewhere, as if sleeping, or as if In supervision.

Occasionally, the wind blows, shaking the flowers and vines tended by the servants. The Marquis put his hips on his hips in the wind and said something, and one flower after another scattered.

The dragon just flapped its wings there, and a strong wind blew up something on the Marquis.

The Marquis probably protested against the move, and the dragon slapped it again.

The Demon King smiled when there was something dancing around, and walked to the window amidst the noise outside where the Marquis started the education mode for the Demon Dragon to the Demon Dragon.

Under the noise, the servants and guards who came and went in the field of vision once again avoided the accident scene. After temporarily changing their walking route, they continued their daily work, saying something occasionally, or saying nothing at all.Just walking in this thin sunlight, or in twos and threes when changing shifts or passing by, talking about words that I don’t know what they are.

The Demon King pulled up the curtains on the side of the bedroom after these daily routines.

After inspecting the castle, he untied his clothes in the suddenly quiet and empty bedroom.

looked at myself.

The injured hand healed a long time ago, and now there is no trace of it at all, but there is still a scar on the shoulder where it was shot, and a little pink is imprinted in that piece of skin...

It feels very dissonant.Very dazzling.

——However, even if it is very conspicuous now, even if it has not completely recovered now, it will slowly disappear like other wounds or scars in the future.

Until nothing is seen.There will be no traces of what happened before.

After checking his latest situation, the Demon King confirmed this, and by the way, lay down on the table next to him. After thinking about how he was injured, he threw the mask aside casually, and casually ignored it when no one saw him. Lying on his stomach in a figurative manner, he didn't move, only let the half-unbuttoned clothes loosen in this movement, and after revealing a large piece of fair skin, he clearly revealed the scar that he could see at a glance.

Then the loose golden hair slowly fell down in this posture, sweeping over the shoulders one by one, and fell into the blood-colored clothes with gradually steady breathing, printed with white skin and red clothes, shining golden dazzling for a while.

The golden hair, the red clothes, the white skin and the pure black table set off each other. The devil lay there, closed his blue eyes unconsciously, and slowly fell asleep.

While sleeping, the room changed from the light of the day to the endless darkness of the night. The scene outside the window gradually alternated between white clouds and stars, and a large number of dead leaves came in. The silence of the room slowly filled everyone with the passage of time. In a corner, the figure casually lying on the table was gradually shrouded in light and darkness under the rotation of day and night.

In this time flow, the whole room seemed to be asleep.

He slept very, very deeply.

Then, the last flower outside the window was forcibly planted with magic power in the fluttering snow. After the supervising work was over, the magic dragon said, "Roar——"

The snowflakes were blown by the sound, and a sporadic light snow fell outside one after another. The Demon King woke up and sat upright after the sound.

Then he stayed for a while, and when he woke up, he pulled off the hair that was messed up by the sudden movement, and after returning to the dragon, he realized that his clothes were scattered in a mess.

There is still some dust on the mask that was thrown casually not far away.

Time seemed to have passed in his careless mind, as if it had been a long time.

He blinked his blue eyes, and in this feeling, he suddenly realized that he, too, was completely covered in dust.

Then the Demon King buttoned up his red clothes, brushed back and combed his dull golden hair, summoned the servant after summoning the Demon Dragon, and whispered in his heart to the sudden surprise——

So, the practice of random selection of shortcomings like mixed blood is really annoying.Especially under the principle that the stronger the ability, the greater the disadvantage.

Ordinary in normal times, but also ordinary in special times, able to fight in normal times, but in special times, it is so miserable that the magic power disappears.In special periods, hibernation is used to solve the problem, and after a long sleep, the requirements for sleep quality in normal periods will be raised by themselves.

Gee.

——So interracial love doesn’t end well.

The Demon King came to this conclusion after complaining quietly.

And after confirming that the magic dragon was on standby at any time, he walked out of the room. After he temporarily fell into a coma for so long, he felt that nothing was right about him.

It was like being covered in a layer of dust.

With this feeling, the Demon King stood for a while facing the castle that had changed its appearance due to the weather and time.

Then he pointed to a servant who came not far away: "You, tell me to boil the water." In front of another, "You, tell me to clean." When the next one came, "You..."

this one...

It seems that it is an existence that should be directly destroyed.

"come here."

In that feeling of disgust, the Demon King called him over after going out, and after looking at the castle with a different look, he retreated into the quiet room when his eyes were full of lively atmosphere.

Then, the Demon King sat upright on the chair in the silent room. In the main battlefield and the familiar scene in the room, although the magic power had almost dissipated, he still stared at the opposite side with great momentum, and raised his chin. lifted.

The figure on the opposite side stood there, didn't look at the Demon King, just stood there.

"Go and boil the water."

In the long silence, the devil finally kicked him out.

The brave man remembered——

During that time, he was led along road after road, and each road seemed to be the direction he was going.

During that time, he was coaxed into taking a lot of pills, and when taking the pills, he always seemed to follow the script that the devil is a patient and the brave is eating sugar.

During that time, he used to be happy every day during the amnesia again and again, after the Demon King occasionally said that he came to take the initiative to find the hero.

Those words, true or false, and the past, he once thought... was true every day.

Then on the second day after the truth, I heard the story of the devil saying he likes or dislikes again, heard the devil say again whether he likes him or dislikes him, and heard the sweetness of the devil coming to him on a special trip. Or a coincidence, once again hearing the comfort and annoyance of the Demon King after he accidentally discovered that he lost his memory, and hearing again the various blows and anger of the Demon King after he vowed to destroy the hidden demons...

In fact, everything is just a falsehood woven by the Demon King.But he was caught in it.

Then, on the night he met the porter in the forest, the Demon King said that the brave man who was blackmailed so ink-stained was an idiot.

After the memory was confused, the brave man connected the events of a few months ago with the porters of the destroyed goods.

The middle part of a timeline was cut, and the truth of another appearance was pieced together.

……

"Is it because of me?" The brave man finally said a word when he was about to be kicked out the door.

The demon king who had told him many scripts in this abrupt words: "What?"

The brave man looked up, his eyes were red, and he said in a trembling voice at the door: "At that time, when you destroyed their goods, was it because they used the goods as a reason to deceive me? It was because of me that you Will you do that? Only later..."

The tone was so weak that it was almost impossible to hear.

The Demon King was reminded of the fact that he was besieged and beaten in these low words, then raised his eyes, and looked outside through the brave man who didn't know how to disguise himself here.

And in the winter outfit full of castles, directly facing the following Marquis who finally made up for it and started to hang out and flirt with girls:

"Master Marquis, your mission has come."

Marquis:?

Although I don't understand, I will come right away.

The brave man faced the Marquis who came over, and in a foreseeable accident after that, he dragged the Demon King and entered the door.

As soon as the door was closed, everything outside was cut off again. The drawn curtains and closed door made the bedroom as silent as the past time.

Then in the silence, the brave man said, "Tell me the truth."

After being dragged in suddenly, the devil king was a little startled at the brave man who suddenly took advantage of the devil. The fact that I once said that I want to return the past of being besieged and beaten, after the brave man reappeared, "Please make good preparations."

And shook his hand.

He shook his hand.

Shake it off.

"Let go." The Demon King frowned, "If you don't let go, I'll beat you."

The brave man tightened his grip on these words, staring at the Demon King: "Tell me."

Demon King:  …

"No."

The Marquis came knocking on the door, and after the brave man brought the devil in, he continued in a low voice, "Why?"

Demon King:  …

The Demon King was stuck here, and after realizing that he couldn't fight head-on for the time being, he took a breath, and then forced himself to calm down to the brave man who always had his own script, and said: "...you already have your own ideas, so why don't you come back?" What do you need to ask me, Mr. Brave?"

The brave man was stabbed, his hands tightened, and he still looked at the devil.

After that, the devil slammed into the brave man's chin. After the brave man frowned in pain, he heard the Marquis outside the door shouting again: "Your Majesty? I went in?"

The Demon King directly said: "No entry." After this sentence, he frowned at the brave man who had recovered, with fierce eyes, "Let go, if you don't let go, I will really hit you."

After the Demon King didn't object to his guess and heard this sentence again, the brave man looked over, stared at him with the expression of the Demon King, and lowered his eyes: "You said this sentence——"

The voice is a bit harsh.

After the devil said it once before: "So this is a second reiteration..."

"—after I kissed you."

The remaining words of the Demon King were blocked by these words. He was at a loss for words in the room for a while, and the brave man smiled, but it was a bit like crying: "Now, I remember every day before."

"I remember that day."

Demon King:  …

After remembering what day it was, the devil shook his hand, didn't shake it off, then shook his hand again, and after biting his lip, he gritted his teeth toward the outside——

"Marquis, come in."

"Dragon!"

For a moment, the wind and snow outside were shaking.

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