Slime Who Turned into a Demon King
Volume 7 part 2
The panic spread as the nobles started shouting at each other, earnestly trying to cover their fears. Razen, take shape
Shogo, can hardly blame them.
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A few days after losing regular magical contact, the people left in the kingdom were on pins and needles. Their proud and overwhelming power of twenty thousand cannot be defeated, but no one knows
what kind of events might happen. There is no way to be sure if their king is safe, even — is more than enough to fill the mind with suspicious doubts.Amidst this, Razen brought Archbishop Reyhiem back home, using the Warp Portal to bring the two of them back to the castle room
castles. A passing guard had noticed their limping form on the morning floor that day. It made the palace guards panic as they scrambled to identify them — Shogo Taguchi, someone from another world, and Reyhiem, the archbishop and His Majesty's closest close friend. The guards helped the latter, still confused about all of this, before noticing the box, the boy tried hard to keep it safe in his hands. One of them looked inside, unprepared for the sight. He was a high-ranking officer in the royal guard, known for his bravery and coolness under fire, but even he could not help but scream in fear. There are some non-identifiable organic materials that are haphazardly connected from one part to another, exuding a foul smell — crooked scenery, like plucking all the organs out of the body and sticking them back randomly. The only ruler of the Farmus Kingdom has been reduced to a sickening creature, and no one can
criticizing the royal guard for rudely shouting what was on his head at him. Attracted by the noise, the others went looking for themselves and reacted in the same way; the servants and ministers were all thrown into total chaos at the transformation of their masters. Some scream and cry. Some find themselves emptying their stomachs in place with fear. Some fainted entirely. None of them believed that this was their king. But this is
veracity. When finally they dare to approach, it is confirmed for good this — is really Edmaris before them.
“What do you do ?!” shouted one of the ministers. “We must help Yang
Your honor!”
That's catalyst. All at once, everyone acted immediately. The magicians living in the palace tested every spell they had. The high-ranking priests of the Western Holy Church were summoned, each of them trying their healing magic
faced with this ultimate object of fear, they tried desperately to return the king to normal, facing tension at a sickening glance, trying to guard his wits as they continued
their job, but nothing works. No matter what they tried, they could not save their king.
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Now Shogo regained consciousness. Razen felt a bit of sympathy there, faced off against her former colleagues. His sincerity was right on Diablo, and he would not hesitate to
betray them now. They will all face their own fate, based on their own decision — but Razen just felt a little
pity them. All of this was on Diablo's orders, including his feigned unconsciousness. As a servant of Diablo, Razen has received a briefing on what her new master intended with this kingdom. He fully understands what
what needs to be done to achieve that goal. In short, this land became the toy of the demon lord. When Farmus was chosen as a board game with everyone here as pawns, the country's history as an ongoing concern came to an end.
But this is not bad news for his people. When informed of the demon lord's plans, Razen felt a broad sense of hope. Already in the eyes of his mind, he could see the land of Farmus growing more prosperous than ever before. If you reach this goal
means dropping the current system in place, then so be it.
“Cool yourself! It's Razen in this body. I have brought His Majesty back to safety, with the good help of a warrior for our cause. ”
“What? You're not Shogo?”
“What happened to…? Uh. Yes, now I understand.”
“Imagine, Sir Razen in Shogo's sloppy body! This will get some people used to it. ”
Despite the initial confusion, the people in the room were convinced. After all, Razen is a great magician.
“But you escaped from the battle? Does that mean our troops... Farmus's army has been defeated?!”
“What happened after that? You didn't just march back to the castle because you couldn't eradicate the monsters, did you?”
The question of the nobles grew into a torrent. They are the leaders of the nation, although many of them are secretly (or not
secretly) plan to use this war as a cover for the profits they want to make from it. Defeat, and the financial losses that come with it, are unthinkable ideas.
“Silent, all of you! We should let Sir Razen say his part!” It was the Marquis of Muller who finally calmed the crowd. That was also part of the plan. Diablo had made contact with him the previous night through a connection to Fuze, the guild master for the Blumund kingdom. Everything went as Diablo described it.😃
Razen began by explaining how the king would be saved. A native warrior named Yohm has apparently been negotiating with the monster lord, obtaining some of their restorative potions that he will soon bring
back to Farmus. News had already been sent to the gatekeeper, ready to receive the partyYohm at any time.
He then switched to what had actually happened to Farmus' forces. He was not too far into the fairy tale before the room exploded into shouting once more. All it takes is three magic words: Veldora is reborn.
“That's — it's impossible..”
“The evil dragon found a new life in the land of monsters..?”
“No... I think Veldora has been eliminated forever!”
“There is no time to waste. We must report this to the Holy Church and have them send a group of Crusaders at once!”
“It's over! If Sir Razen is telling the truth, we have no way to fight back. The remaining troops in Farmus are not enough to mount a new defense!”
“He's right! Bring our knights back here soon!”
“Indeed. If our magical relationship with them is cut off, we should send an envoy to General Folgen!”
“There is no time for such nonsense! We have to escape from this land before this knowledge gets to the general public, or we might lose the opportunity to do so!”
Chaos and terror reign. Some expressed the need to strike back; others considered it necessary to leave the people directly and go into exile. Muller silenced them all with a roar “This enough! Whether our knights are still alive or not, the situation remains the same. Panic will produce nothing for us, Sir Hytta. Where are you going? That Storm Dragon is a disaster for all of us.”The nobles regained their composure. The calm returns for a moment, only to be destroyed as Razen continues, explaining what happened in that distant land - the sad (and entirely fabricated) tragedy of how the entire Farmus army disappeared without a trace, the resurrection of Veldora.
The story made all the nobles now speechless. Nobody said anything. It was completely absurd, very hard to believe, for everyone. Soon, they begin asking Razen questions, trying to make sense of the situation.
“S-Sir Razen, is it all true? We don't know where they are? ”
“Indeed. The battle between our troops and the monsters resurrected the dragon
sleeping in his territory. ”
“That's impossible! The Western Holy Church declared him sealed forever! Is
You said it was a lie?”
“No. They're right — Veldora has been extinguished from this world. But the seeds of the dragon species can never be completely removed. They were reborn somewhere else. However, it surprised us all, seeing this rebirth happen very close to us and in such a short time. ”
“Then what happened to the people who survived, Sir Razen?”
“Iya! Is General Folgen still alive? How much power can
we're accountable?”
Razen seriously shook her head. They are all dead, thanks to the angry Rimuru — that is the truth. But he gets direct orders from Diablo to describe the fate of every fighter as unknown.“What does this mean?”
“As I said, I don't know where they are. The knights and monsters fighting on the ground disappeared once Veldora rose again. We're all that's left—“
“Kony!”
“Only to be sure, you mean they disappeared? Not spread all over the country after defeat?”
“Our supplier team will be placed behind the front line. Surely they should be safe, at least?”
Razen was silent, her eyes closed. Seeing this forced everyone to believe it. All knights are gone. One of the ministers fell to the ground, crying. He was the one who asked about the inventory team, not least because of his son
sent on one of them, his first battle experience. Keeping him away from the front meant pulling all the ropes he could, but the effort was futile. He only agreed to his placement because this should be an attack, a journey to snatch the monster assets and kill with
neglecting. But now this. Despair came so suddenly, it made her cry almost instantly.
But even that tragedy was only one among many. About twenty thousand people were lost in action. It was a huge loss like the one the nation had never seen before — and “hilang” like them officially, ' he said,
no one expects them to come home anytime soon. But now they have all linked the disaster in their minds to the resurrection of Veldora. They have all been sacrificed to
breathing the life of the dragon. For Veldora herself, it was nothing more than a hateful lie, but that was what Rimuru and her advisers wanted. Diablo had just used Razen to manipulate minds and minds
nobleman Farmus.Then, as if beckoned, footsteps sounded from outside the throne room. Yohm and his team have arrived — with Mjurran as advisor
primarily, Gruecith, his main bodyguard, and the sorcerer Rommel, his personal secretary. Taking the back is Diablo himself, wearing his best butler-style outfit but taking out a vanity that looks a lot like a stewardess from every pore. This room was not a place that someone with a low birth rate like an adventurer could enter, but Razen had arranged for a guide to lead them.
“Sorry, it took me a long time,” Yohm said to Razen, “But I think I finally got that big guy to see everything our way.”
He tried to hold his head up high as a statesman, but his habit of speaking on the streets proved to be less easy to fix. Turning him into a noble won't happen overnight. His own attitude made other nobles question him.“Whoareyou??! Do you know your rudeness, commoners?!”Despite being told that Yohm's party was here to heal the king, it was wrong
one minister felt it appropriate to expel him. He realized Yohm the champion, yes. Portraits of Yohm have been circulating, so the minister knows exactly who he is talking to. No
there is something wrong with his Exo-Armor as well — but nothing that matters to him. This is the royal palace, and the rules of the public road do not apply here. Yohm's casual tongue is unacceptable.
This confused Razen. He turned his wary gaze towards Diablo, gauging whether this scolding offended him or not. If the
the nobles are not fully prepared for this, Razen has to bear the blame. He could understand the — minister's anger it was a normal reaction to do,
as he saw — but now is not the time for this. He regretted not being thorough in guiding him.
“Master Carlos,” intervene, “please wait a moment. This group was the one who saved us. They are the only ones who hold the key to
saving His Majesty!”
“What? They saved you, Mr Razen?”“As the so-called defender of our kingdom, Sir Razen, it hardly sounds like you. What does this mean?”
Despite the doubts of the nobles, Razen is still the most powerful witch in Farmus. No one doubted his strength, and his track record was deep
defending the kingdom from outside threats spread over hundreds of years. His words could not be taken lightly, and therefore the nobles sheathed their swords
for the time being. However, if anything, this response is merely a bluff in the face of the mortal dangers this nation faces. If Razen had been rescued, there might have been
when Razen opened her mouth to answer that question, another voice
join that conversation.
“Allow myself to answer it.”
It was Reyhiem, the archbishop. He pretended to be himself just now
relive this moment to come help Razen. Feeling relieved,
Razen gave him a nod, then turned to Diablo, noticing his smile
the hopeful.
“Iya? How could Sir Razen be saved? ”
“I believe he already told you about the resurrection of Storm Dragon,”
Reyhiem. “The battlefield is very intense, vehicles from both sides
face each other. Our side outnumbers them, but monsters have
geographic advantages. It was a much harder battle than ours
expect, and there are plenty of casualties on both sides. ”
His voice echoed across the silent room as he continued,
keep an eye on Diablo to gauge his response. The chaos on the battlefield is
what brought Veldora back to life, and when she appeared on the scene,
both humans and monsters were mass-casualted.
“That's all Sir Reyhiem and I can do to keep His Majesty
protected,” Razen said as she nodded. He was careful to emphasize
there was nothing he could do to save them.
“Accurate once. We were at the rear of the main force, watching with
despair when tragedy unfolds before us. Before the Storm Dragon, destroy our army to the death and destroy everything in the
the way, we all say our last prayer. But then, someone
rise to stand between us and this merchant of death. ”
Razen stared at Diablo at a glance, then Diablo replied with a satisfied nod. It just
the signal he and Reyhiem wanted.
“It was none other than Sir Rimuru, ruler of monsters.”
“Crue. Sir Reyhiem and I are both ready to die, but Sir Rimuru
convince Lord Veldora to calm his anger.”
“Yakin? He actually spoke to that monster?!”
“It was suicide to stand in front of people like Veldora. Exposed
on all magicules it will kill most creatures. ”
“How does he do it?”
It is understandable that the nobility were shocked. If Veldora could reason, then,
there may be a way to prevent it from putting garbage on the ground. They see
towards Razen and Reyhiem with hopeful expressions. There's every opportunity
that Veldora would spare Farmus, but it would be foolish to hope for that
happen. But what to do? No one has an answer for that.
Now that they knew the strength of twenty thousand, including the knight corps
the personal of the king, had been completely removed from existence, nothing was enough
rash to suggest facing a dragon. If they can negotiate with
this threat, it is the best solution for everyone.
“You are all aware, I suppose, that Sir Rimuru is also the overseer of the Jura Forest?”
“At least that's what it claims,” grumbled a minister. Diablo welcome
this with a frown that immediately filled Razen with alarms.
“That's not just a claim, Minister,” he said. “I have personally witnessed
the monster city that was built, and really, it was more than worthy of being a mother
any royal city. But we can talk about it later. Anyhow, Sir
Rimuru has a dryad, Jura's guard, who works with her."
When he explained it to the nobles, Rimuru used a dryad as
a kind of translator for his conversation with Veldora. It makes it more
reassuringly. Dryads are famous for having the power to keep the soil in place
Veldora sleep. They are classified as A-levels based on calculations
Free Guilds, and in terms of the danger they posed, Special A was not out of the way
enquiries. If they were to serve this monster Rimuru, his strength would definitely be at least
that wide. No one in the room had any problems
imagined it. They were all high-level nobles, and none of them
those who are lazy with their intelligence gathering.
“I understand..”
“So making it our enemy is a mistake.?”.
The ministers remembered how eager they were to raid the monster land.
They hate to face this reality, but the headache they have to
face now.
“This is not fun,” one of them muttered. “If possible for
negotiate with this dragon, then antagonize our only potential journey
was a big mistake, indeed.”.
The rest looked more pale. There was no way they could ask Rimuru to
intervened on their side. At worst, he might even send Veldora
to Farmus to teach them all a lesson.
Then Yohm, who had been ignored until now, walked to the center of the room.
Making sure all eyes were on him, he started talking, his voice was calm.
“Um, yes, so listen, you don't have to worry about that. When I
killing that orc master, I work with Rimuru all the time. Him
actually pretty open guy usually, you know? In fact, he has an interest
which is big enough to work alongside mankind—“
“Oh-ho!” Lord Carlos cut him off, doing every pretension of his majesty. “Then
so let this man stand up for us and tell him about our demands.
We will give you our demands at a later time, so please go to the room
another and waiting for us. ” Class is a heavy thing. Whether a people's champion or not, Yohm still
ordinary people, not even considered worthy of being a knight. Many people in
the room made no secret of how much they looked down on him. Lords
Carlos is an earl, one of the most powerful in the Farmus bureaucracy, and
the greatest example of how full the nobles are is often evident. Attitudes
this is usually not a problem in this room, but — is once again — now
not time. Already, some other nobles were rolling their eyes
to Carlos.
“Whoa, wait, wait a minute. I said he's usually open-minded, but
not now, you know what I mean? You all probably know why.”
“What?”
“You declared war on the Rimuru nation, right? Bad idea, my friend.
Rimuru lost some of his friends in that battle. She, um— She's very
pissed.”
“Omong empty what is this, an ordinary person?! Not your place to question
the actions of our country! If you agree with Rimuru, that's all we need.
It is not the duty of a champion to intervene. You gotta do
something!”
Lord Carlos was acting arrogant as usual, completely ignoring
yohm Request. Yohm had trouble hiding her disgust. I swear, I swear,
these nobles, he thought, took pains to look unperturbed when
he continued.
“Listen, can you listen to me for a moment? The way I hear it, you
don't send messengers, you didn't declare war or anything; you just
send some people out of the other world and let them go to the city, huh? I
go to mediate with you guys, but when I hear all that,
just tell me, I'm surprised. But look, I'm Farmus' man. Born and raised here.
I didn't want to see my homeland destroyed, so I tried to find a way to
calming Rimuru. Razen over there asked me to do it.”
If the nobility continues to act as despotic as they are, it is not
it's an exaggeration to say countdown days for Farmus. Perceives
Diablo behind him, Yohm could physically feel the torment upon all of them.Seeing Diablo who taught John all about the true evil. That
made him realize how just a bunch of little bandits if it was him and
group actually. Real crime doesn't bother trying
mediate the men in charge. They bow to anyone, though,
stay true to their will.
Diablo behaved well now just because he faithfully followed orders
Rimuru's. He acting now would have an adverse effect on Yohm's future
as the new king. Punishing the nobles excessively would make
the real problem is not solved, and if he just kills them all
to silence them, it would damage the reputation of the new government. Most ways
ideal for handling them is to wait until some of them are
the rebels made their presence known. That's why Diablo stays
shut up, watch them all.
On the contrary, if the nobility decided to incite his anger, all that
fly out the window. If Diablo decides none of them are worth it
to stay alive, it will be the end for them, right there. Mjurran and Gruecith,
who served as Diablo's advisor, agreed on it. Just a few
high-level magic-born who could hope to wrap around someone as powerful
Razens. Diablo is one of them, and if Diablo wants to take
action, Farmus in his current weak condition cannot do anything to
against him.
These were the many reasons why the Yohm party was much more nervous about how
this meeting in the throne room will take place rather than any of the nobles.
Razen feels the same way as Yohm. It is clear that Diablo is not much
thinking of human life, and he has not a single problem about
the titles of nobles and commoners that other people had. They're all
equally worthless to him — his treatment of King Edmaris
make it very clear.
If they start insulting Rimuru, the monster lord, they don't know
how Diablo will react. Hopefully Carlos is the only target of his anger. If he doesn't, then all intelligent life might be put down
completely from Farmus.
Razen knew that, and that knowledge freaked her out. To relieve the panic
going on inside his head, he tried his best to support Yohm.
“Sir Carlos, that's enough from you!”
“What? You side with this messy commoner, Sir Razen?!”
“I said, that's enough!” He found himself screaming. “I won't
bother you until you understand the situation!”
It is rare for Razen to raise her voice in court. It makes
the nobles were silent, waiting to see what would happen next.
“Listen to me, all of you,” he said, mentally recalling the script
given him. “Master Yohm is telling the truth. Shogo and colleagues
his other countrymen were defeated by the generals of the monster army. When
our troops are trying to storm our enemy, Storm Dragon is blocking us,
sealing our fate. The survivors consist of Sir Reyhiem, His Majesty, and I —
just the three of us. We were taken captive, and it was the kind word of Sir John that made
we're acquitted. ”
He continued with the story, and no one else dared to doubt him.
Soon Reyhiem and Yohm contribute information, supported by Muller and
The Earl of Hellman. Together, they all defend their case in the presence of
the greatest and most intelligent of Farmus's political figures.
“...So, you said that His Majesty was subjected to a curse on the terrain
the war that made him in such a condition now?”
“Sir we have offered peace... and the monster lord is willing to listen..?”.
“Did you say Farmus, our homeland, has surrendered to monsters?”
“Do we have any other options? You certainly don't mean to suggest us
continuing battle. We will have the Storm Dragon to answer him. ”
“No I...”Someone from another World, their ace in the hole, has been sent by
rimuru high office. Veldora is on the move. The Jura-Tempest Federation, a
the organization that they had once scorned as a ravenous beast, the most
no — from a military perspective, at least — skipping in front of Farmus.
Trying to do a frontal attack against this enemy is altitude
follies. Everyone in the room had the same thought— in
admitting defeat, the king made the only decision available to him.
Soon, the group reached a consensus.
“Well, if we have an offer for us, why not accept it, everything?”
The majority nodded in agreement with Muller's suggestion. There are some opponents among
they were, no doubt, but none of them voiced
their concerns. No one seems to be against the fact that this war
can no longer continue.
Now it's settled. The Kingdom of Farmus will enter negotiations with
The tempest. So with that decided, Diablo finally received his lead.
“Heh-heh-heh-heh... Wise decision,” he said as he began to pitch
towards center. “Then, as promised, I will return the form
your king is back for you.”
“Who are you?!”
“I'm sorry,” Diablo said proudly. “My name is Diablo, faithful servant
to my leader, the great and powerful Rimuru.”
The nobles gathered did not know much about how to deal with this man. Diablo
it seemed so natural between them that they had trouble speaking. Only
Razen's showing fear for him, because only Razen knows what
meaning of that name. The fact that the name existed at all; to his surprise. Some
hal, he thought as he enviously looked at the audience and sighed, it is better not to
however, others regard Diablo with suspicion. This is the king's own bodyguard,
who were stationed at the side of their master and watched over every movement of these smugglers.
Finally, when he was just about to reach the throne, they stepped up
blocking it — only to be completely ignored, as Diablo continues
walk down the path to the terrible box on the chair.
The guard now looked angry but remained frozen in place. Even if
they want to talk, no one can. According to Free Guild calculations, each
each of the knights in this guard gave to A-minus — not completely A but
above the value of B. One could even call them the strongest powers
from the remaining Farmus, it was left behind in the castle to guard the rest of the Administration
to wake up well. They were a hundred strong, were in the room, and were not
some can move even a little.
It's nothing Diablo does actively with them. That is terror
simplistic. Their well-honed survival instincts tell
each one of them how dangerous Diablo is.
“Good,” he said as he greeted the scene with a smile. “No
it is necessary for anyone to die in vain, am I right?”
Then he continued until he stopped at the box that contained what was left of
King Edmaris. Calmly, he took out a Full Potion from his pocket and
pour it directly into the container — and without anyone noticing,
he simultaneously unbuttoned the curse placed by Shion on the
its contents. The resulting transformation was dramatic. When the medicine makes contact
with the flesh, the king returned, in a powerful form that everyone remembered.
Diablo schemes are very successful. This king, whose sickness was considered to be impossible
healed by the gathered people, returned to normal in an instant. Para
the doctor and sorcerer present all shouted in shock.
“What, what herb is it ..?”
“It's Full Potion,” he replied gently. “Creation enhanced specially in
my homeland, the most potent of all restorative treatments. Our
export it only to countries on the condition of being friendly with us. ”
This introduction is an important part of the plan. That potion, that,
after all, is the main economic weapon of Tempest.Full Potion is rarely found all over the world, usually excavated from ruins
ancient magical kingdom. One sip can do wonders up to, and including,
regeneration of lost limbs. Only Revival Elixir — agents are not
giving rise to — that can surpass it. The recipe for it is gone
from time to time, despite rumors saying the dwaft in panic
trying to get him back. If it is being actively produced, people in
the whole world will be looking for him.
Diablo had previously heard, from Gabil and others, about how
rimuru wants to advertise this miracle drug. Unlike Shion, he
is an enthusiastic student, learning everything there is to know about
Tempest in a short time. Thus, despite the grim situation, he
don't waste the opportunity to show off a little. Attention to detail
makes it stand out among the staff of Rimuru. In some ways, that's an example
which is rather extreme from Diablo's refusal to compromise on anything he does
do — one reason why antagonizing him is so wrong.
Razen and Reyhiem, he knew, were afraid he would slaughter everyone in the castle. But
nothing could be further from his mind. Doing so will remove
rimuru's trust in him. He has been commissioned to make Johm king of
this kingdom, and Diablo wasn't stupid enough to take that risk. Within
in his mind, he had a cunning plan — carrots and a classic stick. Use carefully from
both will allow him to manipulate the minds of the ministers and
nobles gathered here. He'll make them think it's more
it is wise to agree rather than oppose it. If one of the
they're stupid enough to make the wrong decision, he'll clean up
the existence of their kingdom. That's core.
The king returned in human form, much to the surprise of his audience
agape. To an ordinary observer, it looked like a Full Potion alone that was
healed him.
“How do you feel?” Ask Diablo.
Edmaris, a little pale on the face but nothing worse to wear, reply
nods.
“Ah... Y-yeah... Thank ye. You saved me.”This weak answer is half an honest feeling, half a written action.
Edmaris did Diablo's bidding. Tempter, Diablo's unique skill, is in
the same family as Rimuru's Merciless itself, which allowed him to
controlling anyone whose spirit has been sufficiently destroyed. Under his influence,
if King Edmaris ever tried to defy Diablo's will, Diablo would soon
told about it.
When the king was wearing clothes that were hastily provided by a man
the attendant and heaving a sigh of relief, Diablo gestured to her. He nodded
revert.
“Now, my father, I have a message from Sir Rimuru, my own master,” Diablo said.
“I'll be happy to hear it, messenger from monster kingdom.”
This was the first time that the king of Farmus recognized Tempest as a state
sovereignly. It was also a signal to everyone in the room. From this point to
ahead, as far as King Edmaris is concerned, Tempest will be recognized as a partner
orderly negotiations — which in turn means Diablo is the official representative of
the other side of the war.
It was a movement as important as Edmaris could be deployed, he said,
in an attempt not to take the wrong side of Diablo, and thanks to that, every
the nobles who developed the idea of rebellion were silenced to
forever. Of course, no one had any desire to continue the war
at this moment. This declaration is less for Diablo's sake and more in the hope of protecting
his own compatriot.
“Allow me to give you his statement. One week from now, my lord
would like to hold peace talks between the representatives of the two countries here, in
this state. Before we sign a peace treaty, you are required to
agree to the following terms provided by us..”.
Diablo took out some parchment paper.
“You have the right to make a decision on these terms..”.After an unpleasant opening, the document loads
the terms — seem to be written by Rimuru, but in fact, it was written
by Diablo. It was, to be honest, disgusting.
The first article provided was for the king to abdicate and the nation
pay for war reparations. The second is for the state to surrender to
Tempest and become a vassal state. The third is not even a — option it is just
states that, if the first two options are not answered in agreement,
the war will continue.
These conditions may not seem like they greatly change the current situation.
But they did. With Tempest now recognized as an
the state, foothold Farmus after starting the war without so many formal declarations
shaky to be the best. None of his neighbors wanted a part of his
that, and the Western Holy Church would definitely have her hands full with Veldora. No
there was no one in the room who imagined that the local power would be
out of their way to help Farmus.
In other words, it is blackmail. Threat to tear down the land, only
Diablo read all the conditions aloud, his haughty voice reaching every
the corner of the room, excitement was evident on his face as he enjoyed the reaction
patricians. When he finished, he could hear one of the ministers whispering
“Konyol” with half wailing. This he ignored as he turned towards the King
Edmaris and bowing.
“...That's it all. Please prepare a response for us within a week.”
“Tu-wait a minute! Too little time for us to work! At least
provide one month to—“
“Silence. I have a short temper.”
“But — but, sir, this is not an issue we can decide in the royal parliament.
We should call regional barons and hold a vote
with the whole assembly—““I said “Diam.” Your logistical problems don't mean much to me. But I also
would advise not to try the tricks of teenage boy with us. Reason
this deadline extension will not be tolerated. If there is no reply after
a week, we assume that means you want to continue the hostilities. I
ask You to give your full consideration about this issue.”
Then with unilateral caution, Diablo turned his back on the king and his palace. Him
could hear someone loudly calling him a tyrant, but it was not
bothered him. He just went Yohm and his men behind and walked
alone, his work seemed to be done for the day.
After he left, King Edmaris formally called for a session of the royal parliament,
with all nobles required to attend. This is set for three days from
now - just enough time to bring them all together even
with the help of magic, but the stakes are so. If the Diablo deadline is one
sunday, the state must take action. Time is of the essence. Appeals should
done to them all.
At once, the king's servant acted immediately. The room echoed in a frenzy
activities as they begin to prepare for the meeting when Edmaris
watching, fatigue.
“Do you all understand the situation?” Ask the ministers
nearest to him weakly. “Before the nobles arrive, we need to decide
directions. I'll offer you my view tomorrow, at another location, and I'd like to
hearing from all of you. ”
There is no doubt that Farmus is hurtling fast towards doom. Now
this is not the time for a struggle within the bureaucracy. Parliament will be
a wild and confusing encounter, which is for sure - that makes it a
it is more important that everyone is on the same page before.
That, the king thought while secretly strengthening his resolve, and so that we could keep
the next day, the king and his group gathered in another meeting room. This
all are trustworthy confidants, the only exception
marquis of Muller, the most powerful among the neutral elements of the court, and
his partner, the Earl of Hellman.
Edmaris begins by summarizing the events leading up to here once again, para
his listeners were quietly listening. Razen and Reyhiem have covered
this region, but the terrible truth of it all still befalls the
ministers are like a tidal wave.
“My friend,” asked Muller, “is all this true? I mean, about Veldora who
revived? ”
King nodded. “That's exactly what Razen and Reyhiem did yesterday.
But the only problem I'm facing right now is which conditions should be
accepted, out of three offered. That, and I also want to discuss how
handle future events.”
As he implies, nothing should be left on the table in this discussion,
and soon, opinions floated in all directions.
“Veldora-protected Jura forest is a forbidden land. Even the Empire
Timur hasn't tried putting a hand on it. It is the duty of fools
to do it yourself.”
“Too right, too right! There is no road to victory for us. Each
further war activities will spell the end of our nation!”
“Indeed. The question, then, is how to approach the conditions one and two..”.
“I refuse to let us be colonized! How can we let
monsters rule us when our own position is not even guaranteed?”
“It's not necessarily true. I doubt we'll see any further war, for one.”
“Kony! The kings of the royal landowners will not allow nonsense
like that.”
“That would mean civil war!”“Which, I guess, is what monsters want to see.”
“Then what about the king who surrendered? For reparation? Have You
see what they're asking for? That will ruin our finances.”
“Ten thousand stars... Equivalent to one million gold coins. One-fifth of the receipts
our annual tax. ”
“Any..”.
“But think about it. Was it not favored until the end of our kingdom? '
“That's him. They were respectable enough, at least, not to demand any coins
in our cash.”
“So there is nothing to do but accept their terms ..?”
“I don't see another exit, no.”
King Edmaris listened in silence as his ministers and ministers
the nobleman deliberated, keeping his own mind.
Beauitiful... As beautiful as a young girl, but her presence was extraordinary. This rimuru, this,
monster lord — he is indeed a fearsome demon lord. Just thinking
he made terror erupt from the bottom of my soul.
There was no way the king could put his majesty on it. The fear
his heart made the thought of resisting him unthinkable. He has been made
helpless, a cube in a box, forced to devour members
own body. She never wanted to experience it again, and now she had to
convince the ministers to see everything in their way.
In his mind remembered the picture of defeat and the various kinds of torments
had him experienced — and in between, the monster city, was much more orderly than the one
he guessed. The new birth and resurrection of the Storm Dragon. It's all the truth, and
Edmaris knew it meant a bitter defeat for him. Because of his greed, he has
make a big mistake. If he approached on more friendly terms maybe they could work together in a much different situation. But time
for it has been lost.
No further errors will be allowed.
Diablo advised him that he was free to respond to these three conditions by
whatever way he wants. In other words, the answer is not very important.
Diablo's goals will be fulfilled in any way. Instead, the king reasoned,
the task is just to keep the impact is not as minimal as possible —
and that was the approach he took as he gathered his thoughts.
The choice for number three is given. Further war would mean annihilation, he said,
from the king to the lowest citizens. The second question is worth debating,
because it means the life and livelihood of the community will be guaranteed.
The glance he enjoyed from the sky of the monster city was still fresh in his mind.
He even looked at the adventurers among them, smiling and laughing with
their monster friends.
Maybe it's not as bad as luck...
Edmaris enjoyed the fantasy for a moment but quickly dispelled it from
his mind. That's never gonna happen. No one would believe in monsters;
Not unless they see the city for themselves. I laughed at him
as the babble of a madman himself...
The nobles have a duty to keep their people safe. If they
choosing to surrender unconditionally and live as a vassal state, it could
reversing the entire nation. Undoubtedly, the neighboring kingdoms would
it opposes, and doubts that the resolution will be passed by parliament. A king
have the right to impose his will on his people, of course, but
the assassination attempt will no doubt come soon after.
So far, the first question offers the most obvious decision. Disengagement
it means that Edmaris will descend, hand over the crown to others, and
he swore never to fight again. There is a request for reparations, though,
yes, and while there was no legal basis for it, it was difficult for him to reject it. That would result in a much faster, and cheaper, peace than
continue this war.
There was no guarantee that the monsters would not accumulate on further demands
later. But with these two people in particular, he knew that they had
a strong purpose in mind.
Diablo had interviewed King Edmaris a lot, and when he did, he
johm will be the king of the newly established state. Edmaris
have three children— two girls and one boy, the youngest. Childrens
she was married to a noble family abroad, who
making his ten-year-old son the only viable heir.
If the king abdicates now, there is every chance for a power struggle
bloodied. The king even had an idea of who would be eyeing his throne
— that is Edward, his half-brother and the head of the noble faction in this palace.
Reading that far, Edmaris can say what Diablo wants. Him
seek to take advantage of this potential power struggle and
make the royalists and nobles fight each other. In fact, this
it would definitely happen no matter what decision he made. Whatever he chooses, though,
Diablo could easily fit it into his own plan.
The king breathed to himself.
...So it doesn't matter?
But if not, if the result is the same regardless...
“Alright, everyone. Allow me to state my views.”
Just as the debate began to subside, King Edmaris began to speak.
“Nation monster calls itself Jura-Tempest Federation. This is a group
various types of monsters, all tied together by the supervisor by the name of Rimuru.
I don't feel it's a bad thing to join them in the federation
this..”
“You want to be a vassal state?” “No, not like that. I'm just stating my belief that their country
arranged in a peaceful manner which was quite surprising. ”
He paused for a moment, letting the audience gauge how resolute his expression was.
“This war is a mistake. It is not for the sake of our people, but because of greed
myself. That's why heaven feels it's worth leaving me.
That price made Veldora rise from the dead and spread the seeds
disaster to Farmus. If I follow the advice of the Marquis of Muller and the Earl of Hellman,
none of this will happen.”.
“My friend, please, all this is not..”
“We are not worthy of your great simplicity, Your Majesty.”
“Thank you,” said the king, nodding as a sincere tribute. “Nothing
another second chance for us. No thanks to Sir Rimuru, the ruler
monster, I stood here before you now. No ‘time for next time.’
One more wrong decision, and the flame will come down not just on me, he said,
but to all our people. My pride and honor no longer matter.
What I want to do most, at least, is make sure my people don't
engulfed in that fire. What can we do to steer things in that direction
any better? What will make our people happier? That's what I want
we all consider!”
The ministers froze in shock. Their king is cold and full
calculation, always put forward his own profit above all others,
admit his mistake and ask his advisor to come up with an idea that
much nicer. Their surprise is understandable. They all looked at the king
with wide eyes, contemplate their own thoughts. Selfishness within
they, because they use arrogance or something else as an excuse
in order to protect their own assets, it was now too obvious to them.
Every last man stood, and knelt before their king.
“My friend,” Muller said on their behalf, “We are sorry. We're all stupid.
We must find a better way for our nation and for our people!”.
The rest screamed Listen to them! Hear that! When their heads hit the floor. Talks continued until the following night, when Yohm and his team were invited
to participate as an advisor.
“I'm sure I did a pretty good job of shaking them,”
report Diablo, smile.
Whoa! Waita minute! There's so much I can comment on there, I
don't know where to start. But I guess the biggest problem is:
“You showed them that thing?”
“Ya, sir. I think that's the best way to instill fear in the mind
they.”
Waw. He showed it to them. That's. meat cubes. Shion acted
so proud of it, not because I did anything to
shoved him. No nonsense, they're scared! If this is before reincarnation
slimeku, I'm really going to blow the chunks. That is the impact that we have
that thing.
Like, this is really the demon territory I'm heading to right now, isn't it? I
tried to keep a clean image, and now it's replaced with something true
really scary. What was done, I guess, but still.
Combining terror with relief seems like an easy way to get
their trust in us, at least, even if it's that approach
the yakuza will be used.
I jumped off Shion's lap. Drinking Tea, in human form, is heard
goodgood. I need to relax and move the gears a little.
“In relation to peace talks, my lord, I have asked for ten thousand
stellar gold coins in restitution.” Bpg!!
I spit all the tea in my mouth. Ten thousand stellar? I mean, yeah, I
it did ask him to use the reparation as a wedge to push
between kings and nobles, but that number is absurd. It deviates so
far from reality so I'm not sure the neighboring countries will
see it as fair at all. Barter is still the preferred method of trading in this world - currency is the norm in such population centers
Blumund or Englesia, but in agricultural villages, one can live the whole
their lives without seeing anything more precious than silver coins.
In other words, money has more value here than I give it
in the beginning.
One copper coin is about ten cents, one silver coin is about ten dollars, and one
gold coins about a thousand. That's the general understanding I use, but even
this only happens in big cities. In real life, the difference is even
in tighter. For example, your average worker in the city earned six silver coins
day, 150 per month — about $ 1,500. In the village, meanwhile, you won't even
a hundred silver a year. That's less than a thousand to live. Divergence
the economy in this place is beans.
Of course, there are not many diversions to supplement your income. You
maybe not wasting that much money. Really, the coin has no
there are many goals for many people. In short, disparity or not,
your life circumstances do not change much from social class to social class. But if
You assume the lack of international financial organizations dictating
economic requirements, perhaps even healthier in this way.
This means, perhaps, that this time is our best move to build
economic superpower. Diablo's a smart guy. When he heard me
talk about the many races that shared prosperity with each other before, he said,
he directly attributed it to economic dominance. We need
distribution network, capable of carrying products from regions with demand
low to high demand, and coins are a must for it. Controlling
the flow of money will make us basically dictate the world economy.
There are many local currencies used by the countries of the world, but in
in practice, the Dwarven Kingdom coins were the main ones used. It'll be easy
to build a world economic environment that depends on one currency
singular. I can imagine it was in Diablo's mind as he moved.
Back on the topic, regardless of my initial impression, it turned out to be money in this world
treated more like one copper $ 1, one silver $ 100, and one gold $ 10,000.
Ten thousand stellar gold coins, meaning we are asking for war damages worth $ 10
billionth. This is not Japan. There's not a lot of stuff all over the place, there's no need for such a big national budget. Thinking along those lines, the figure we asked for was
astronomy.
“Don't you think it's too far?”
“Heh-heh-heh-heh... No, it doesn't matter. I gave them three choices, but
there's only one real answer. The third question is almost inappropriate
debated, and so did question two. The only real decision
to be made is on the first question, and that's where their negotiation comes from
it's about to start, I guess.” He then added while laughing, “Sama like
I want them to go on the third question, However..”.
He's correct. There's only one real choice. Will they try to persuade
us for the price? No, they're not that stupid. They may ask
the payouts are spread out every ten years, maybe, if they can't
covering now.
“I have no intention of offering a discount,” advice Diablo. “Farmus will be forced
to surrender to our demands. But I doubt that will happen. If the amount
the coin is leaving their market, its impact on their economy will be
staggering. ”
Yes, I'll bet. I know Diablo did this on purpose.
“I think what they will decide is to impose obligations on the parties
third.” Oh?
This is what Diablo describes. Basically, they make a deposit, then
pay off the rest with something else. That way, even if the owner
something else refused to back him up with coins, it was no longer a business
kingdom. They'll get away, and if we complain about it, they can
turn us away and claim that they live to the end of the bargain
bargain that. That approach will only work if you deal with the enemy
that's very stupid, but if we fall for it, there might be a problem.
“What will we do?”
“It was all included in the plan. I'm sure we can recover at least
a thousand stellars, and it will end the first part of operation.” Huh huh? Wait
just sec. “How do you know we can produce that much?”
“Oh that? Simple.”
In short, it is because Farmus does not have much direct use for
stellar's coin. It really makes sense, if you think about it. With one coin
worth six or seven numbers, try to make a change for them
must be really annoying. It's nothing more than a pile, unless you
engineer some big transactions, and they are most likely — according to
diablo — estimates that giving with a decent amount will not
affect them that much, everyday.
Gold coins are what drive the national budget most of the time, so coins
stellar's are more like securities, inaccessible under normal circumstances. At
a world without banks, you can't make interest out of it. So maybe they
there won't be much fighting about them.
Played well, Diablo. I'm willing to meet them in the middle and
asking for somewhere between a hundred and three hundred stellar. About $ 1 million per
casualties are on our side, plus a little consideration for the roof and the belongings
which we need to fix. That's the minimum that makes me comfortable, so if
Diablo thought he could take a thousand, then I have no problem with
go to the negotiating table. Billions of cool is still more than enough for anything
I can imagine.
Diablo, meanwhile, was not satisfied with just that. He also laid out a plan
to spark a civil war within Farmus. Scary guy
“What more do you really need from them if we have replaced
our loss?”
“Heh-heh-heh-heh. King Edmaris may have been released, but now he is
my beloved doll. He's under the pressure of my Tempter skills, so I
can ask him to do whatever I want, to some extent.
In other words.”.
With Tempter activated, Diablo had life-and-death power over the king. She didn't
could have fully taken over his consciousness or anything, but Diablo had the right to ‘Akan' die at any time. As long as he kept following his orders, everything
fine, but if he shows any signs of rebellion, Diablo will
know it immediately. He could have killed the man right then and there, and if he
understand that, betrayal will not happen. Controlling people with terror
is a pretty scary skill, huh? Everything's fine if you
not against Diablo's orders, but still.
By the way, that's how Diablo observed King Edmaris' behavior.
As he expected, the king only addressed the question of one and
it seems ready to leave the throne. He's been asking Muller and Hellman
to call Edmaris to take responsibility for this crisis, but it is
it no longer seems necessary.
I think Diablo has also established a relationship with the royalists at castle—
something that slightly deviates from the original plan but actually works
get better, as he explains. When Edmaris gave up, the foundation
the power he built goes with him — and with it, it becomes easier
to blame everything on him.
“With the Royal Knight Corps dead in your hands,” Diablo told me, “no
there is nothing left to protect the royal family. Right now, antagonize the nobles
death to Edmaris. He must answer their every need —
at least on the surface. ”
No one was around to speak for the king. The nobles will not
hesitate to take advantage of the — that goes to third parties who
diablo. War will be the only thing that comes out of it. Para
the nobleman wanted to make King Edmaris a victim, and the king racked his brain
to find a way to fight.
So... how next? Royalists have no army; they certainly do
gonna hit. How can we avoid it?
Understood The best approach is to bring the power of Yohm and
maintaining a cooperative relationship. This will allow for... Oh Right. Yohm is connected to me. Edmaris knows I want him to be king,
and if he makes a real step in that direction...
Maybe the crown handover is not very realistic, but if we can
framing him as Yohm saves the king's life, perhaps it can be seen
like a ruined royal family passing the torch to another generation.
“So, the king will take Yohm, and we, as his allies?”
Diablo beaming. “Iya. Very wise statement.” Oh, am I right?
Having us as allies would give Edmaris the power to make
His Royal Knight Corps looks like a bunch of kids. The nobles, though,
get carried away and assuming they have an easy win, will
slaughtered in the hands of Yohm the champion.
“So, should we give Yohm more resources?”
“That guess should. Razen, who is also under my command, has been ordered to
contact us when the time comes, so I hope I can count on you
for that.”
That's Diablo for you. He got all his people at work so he
can kick back and relax. He took the motto Be prepared for things
extreme most elegant.
Razen, huh? This super-great man, the royal protector and all that? I don't think it is
trouble for Diablo. But there's no point thinking about that.
“So, can Yohm beat them? What if some people who
pretending to ascend the throne forms an alliance with a neighboring kingdom? ”
“I asked Sir Fuze and King Gazel to pressure their government not to
intervening. I think it's a possibility that we can safely ignore.
However, if that happens, I will enter the battle myself, so don't
worry.”
All I could do was nod to his confidence
highest ever. Diablo really intends to stay behind the scenes, doesn't he? Craziest
thinking he was basically letting all these people tear down the entire kingdom for him. Raphael also told me the chances of the alliance were dim, so I didn't
have complaint.
I pat Diablo's kneeling shoulder.
“Good. I'll hand it to you, then. Let me know if it happens
something's. ”
“Good my master! I assure you that everything is handled well!”
So now I've been briefed on the outline in general. Appropriately
when I checked the small details, Haruna came up with a new dessert —
something to accompany the tea, as he said.
“Oh, is this green tea pudding?”
“Yes, Mr. Rimuru. I may not have met the qualities of Lady Shuna, but I'm sure
I have increased! '
With a gentle smile, Haruna placed the plate on the table. Veldora, who has
read the manga without bothering to join the conversation, choosing the moment
to join me there, as if he earned his right.
“Hohh? Some for me, then?”
“Of course, Sir Veldora.”
He nodded in gregariousness and reached out for a plate of treats
egg.
“Sir Veldora,” Diablo said while offering him his own plate, “ini
your promised parts.”
“Gwaaaaah-ha-ha-ha! You are the one who keeps your word, Diablo!”
Talk about cheap bribes.
Seriate.........
