I’m not going to die - I’m not going to die chapter 93

93 – Demon King (2)

Even in the midst of this, I seriously considered her proposal.

There was no harm in accepting the favor she was giving right now.

There are two types of betrayal by the Demon King.

Either approach it with trust like the royal family, suck everything up and let it perish.

Or, like you did to me, give me faith until the end and overturn everything at the end.

I was worried about this too.

How about I hit her in the back of the head first instead of going under her like before the regression and letting her betray me first?

Or, how about killing him right now?

I fiddled with the dagger in my bosom.

After all, she still had the same power as the Hero.

So I asked.

“Is this possible within the talks?”

“yes.”

Her smile was still dark.

Whatever I want, I’m ready to grant any wish.

There was nothing to ask for.

If I asked for anything, I had to listen to it unconditionally by the balance.

It means that they will do something for free without even paying for it.

There was no reason to refuse the favor.

Because I know very well what the devil’s true intention is.

Because I didn’t mix any strange ulterior motives here.

I answered.

“i get it.”

“Hey, wait a minute, are you okay?!”

Raeli, who saw that, stopped it, and others reacted similarly.

It is questionable whether it is acceptable to accept such an offer that only looks good.

“Okay.”

After all, she would have done this to get my crush.

Unlimited distribution, and certain transactions through contracts.

Most of the loyal executives under her command could be seen as examples of this.

When I said that, the Sword Master nodded and said.

“In that case, it would be right to use it in an appropriate way.”

But in another sense, the demon king was cunning.

‘What can be heard in this place’

She never offered to grant unlimited wishes, nor did she put in a blank check that could always be used.

In this place, what you want.

And it fits exquisitely with what we were discussing earlier.

The Demon King may have already been listening to our conversation.

A discussion that wants the crown prince to collapse.

“With the peace talks established, I hope the Crown Prince won’t gain anything from it.”

If the meeting succeeds, but the crown prince falls politically, it is even worse.

When he said that, the demon king nodded without raising any questions.

“It will be whatever you want it to be.”

Then, as soon as he heard the request, he stepped back, probably to make us less vigilant.

She didn’t have much strength now, but the heavy air was lightened by the fact that a person had left.

“Is that really possible?”

Fran tilted her head to see if that was possible no matter how she calculated it.

“Why?”

“Is it a relationship in which the peace talks can succeed and the crown prince’s failure can happen together? It’s honestly a contradiction.”

Her question is valid.

The crown prince came here to make the peace talks a success, and if that happened, the crown prince’s status would rise, how would it fall?

I thought so, but the Demon King will come up with a method.

Because she had executives who made anything possible.

A legion that has reached transcendence, offering infinite loyalty.

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The first signs seen start with Helena.

At some point, she repeatedly yawned, saying that she was sleepy, and when it reached a certain point, she fell asleep and could not come out of the room.

Neither the devil’s curse nor the demonic power was felt, so all the priests who assisted her were embarrassed.

Anyway, there was no problem with life, so the meeting was still going on.

There were a few eyes that were suspicious of the Demon King.

But that didn’t lead to certainty.

“Isn’t the demon king doing something?”

“But, there’s no problem with life, and I don’t particularly feel demonic.”

The Demon King is trapped in a vague prejudice that he will only deal with demons and demonic powers.

Among her subordinates, the yard is overflowing with traitors who joined from humanity.

Helena is said to have said this in her sleep every night.

“There’s something the saintess said even while she was asleep.”

“Isn’t this a prophecy? What do you say?”

“We have to catch the hidden black magician…”

…Have you still not let go of your lingering feelings?

The drool talk she said was aimed at me, but the reaction was different because the situation was the situation.

The priests thought it was a prophecy or a way to wake her up, seeing what the saintess who acted for God said.

Even though I was also tested by the warlock every time, the priests were almost certain and made an exception for me.

“Can a wizard with a circle be a warlock? I won’t look into it from now on.”

Excuse me, then I took a step back.

…I am the object the saintess is most suspicious of, but the priests have excluded me from their suspicions.

Somehow, while all the priests were available and were searching, a bigger surprise occurred.

“Hiccup.”

“Wow, Crown Prince.”

Servants and government officials who served him fell into astonishment.

The crown prince is holding a bottle and blowing on it with both faces red.

Drinking alcohol at the scene of a meeting where you have to be careful of a falling leaf.

Is it possible without going crazy?

“Noisy. Hiccup, Sue, bring me more alcohol.”

“You need to wake up. If you drink at this important moment…!”

“I’ve endured enough! The day will end soon, so it’s okay to drink a little.”

Everyone was shocked by the crown prince’s eccentric behavior, but there was no way to catch the cause.

When the priests, who were supposed to assist him and prevent this kind of situation, went to arrest black magic for a while, the Crown Prince was mentally controlled by the King of Death.

Besides, if he was in such a clear state of mind control, a normal priest couldn’t detect it or treat it.

The priests who were hurriedly examining the body of the crown prince also shook their heads.

“Looks like you just had a binge.”

“Does that make sense?! Is the Crown Prince drinking in a situation like this?”

“I don’t understand it either, but the pressure is so severe, it seems like you drank a lot instead of just having one drink…”

“Uweeek!”

“Hey, take me to your room!”

In the yard where everyone was taking care of it, I knew the only solution to this matter.

Only one saint can clearly reveal and cure such mental control.

But she couldn’t get out of her sleep like a princess in the forest.

Fran, who looked at these situations one by one, said that her whole body gave her goose bumps, holding her arms.

“Are you afraid of the Demon King?”

“It’s not exactly her strength alone.”

It was the King of Death’s potential that put the crown prince in such a state, and in the case of the saintess, I’m not sure, but it’s probably her subordinate.

That may be the true power of the Demon King.

Everyone was worried about the crown prince’s condition, but there was no big problem yet.

It’s also before the meeting, and drinking is something to wake up to again.

However, the crown prince did not sober up.

He drank on a daily basis, and even on the day when the peace talks were to be sealed, the Crown Prince was drunk.

The bureaucrat’s eyes were black from worry and tiredness, and at least he forcibly confiscated all the alcohol, but he took out another drink he didn’t know where it came from and was drinking it.

Even when the day came, the crown prince moved his hesitant steps, causing a disaster where he sat down at the round table and slumped.

Even in the middle of the meeting, I was drinking, and I was drinking on the day, and I was in such a state.

Even if this story spreads throughout the continent, the Crown Prince’s downfall is literally confirmed.

And the demon king moved lightly and approached him, regardless of whether the crown prince was like that or not.

“Are the preparations good?”

“Keuk, kkeue, woo woo woo, it’s noisy.”

The crown prince naturally spewed out such words because he couldn’t wake up from alcohol, but each and every one of them was a catastrophe that he had nothing to say even if the meeting collapsed immediately.

In that situation, the demon king smiled deeply and waved his hand.

“Take it away.”

“Yes?”

To the bureaucrat next to him, the demon king said firmly.

“Get rid of this drunkard. No matter how much you represent the kingdom, you don’t even follow the minimum basics. Do you want the meeting to be broken by any chance?”

“Oh, I see!”

At her words, the bureaucrats hurriedly embraced the crown prince and pulled him out.

No matter how much the crown prince struggled, there was nothing he could do about his drunken body.

When the crown prince escaped, people were relieved, but another problem arose.

Who will take the place of the Demon King?

It was too low a level for a bureaucrat to just sit down and sign a treaty like the devil.

Moreover, the treaty itself with the demon king is made with a kind of authority.

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Just as the crown prince represents the kingdom, true power is exerted only when a representative entity signs a treaty.

Fortunately, there was someone who could take his place.

The warrior stepped out confidently.

“I’ll step in.”

“All, fortunately. There was a warrior.”

“I almost got into trouble.”

“Go ahead, warrior.”

A crown prince represents a kingdom, but a hero represents humanity.

Indeed, representation is sufficient and overflowing.

The demon king smiled naturally and took out his scale.

A great force arose in this space that opposes her feeble presence.

“I will make an oath. Do you agree?”

“…To agree.’

Even though the hero felt hesitant, he sighed deeply and nodded his head.

While still staying here, I realized the scene of a hellish battlefield.

To give them a moment’s peace, her hand moved.

In line with it, the balance gradually shakes.

When it was balanced, the Demon King smiled.

“I have one request, warrior.”

“What, what is it?”

The hero was very awkward and did not use honorifics.

No matter how sincere he is to others, he is a warrior who always uses honorific titles, but it was a bit too much to use honorific titles for the demon king, who can be said to be his greatest enemy.

In such a yard, the demon king smiled as if the hero was cute and told her what she wanted.

“I will take him.”

“Oh no!”

The hero opposed it like a reaction.

No matter how embarrassed I was, the honorific popped out like a habit.

The demon king didn’t even mention who he was, but he couldn’t help but know.

Despite the hero’s fierce opposition, the demon king still tried to persuade.

“Since the peace talks between the human and demon kings have been held, we are sending each other an important person one by one as a proof of friendship. I will only invite him, and I promise with a balance that he can return safely whenever he wants.”