Slime Who Turned into a Demon King
22.Unguilty

(Not to worry. I'll watch them, so please do whatever it takes

which you like.)

(It's a relief to hear that from you. Sorry, then.)

(Don't push yourself too hard)

With his report given, there was now no need to hold back. He flew towards

prey.

Watching Diablo swoop down out of nowhere freezes the blood in the veins

Edward. Saare, enjoying a cup of tea with him, could barely react the same

once.

“Halo. I'm sure we've met before, King Edward? My name is Diablo.”

He gave them an elegant greeting. Before he could even finish

hail, knight captain Edward shouted orders.

“Comeout! Take a defensive position! Protect King Edward!!”

The royal guard jumps into the action, grabs Edward and swings him into the

rear direction. The guard immediately formed a defensive line for

protect Edward and create a wall of humanity between the devil and the king.

Diablo took his time to react, just standing there while all

this army is wandering. As far as the demon was concerned, the target was already ahead

eye. The hard work is done. There is no reason to rush that is not

necessarily.

In an instant, Diablo found himself surrounded by Saare and his team,

covering the large and luxurious royal tent where the demons landed in front. Him

looking at all of them, enjoy the view it — but even though it is not

someone noticed him, his eyes lit up in anger.

Soon, a group of journalists showed up, wanting to know what was going on. Diablo continues

smilingly.

“I will not harm anyone among you. Please, just stay there

to me. ”

Then, with a flick of his finger, the press corps was covered by the — barrier

a little consideration that helps Diablo's part, to make sure that it doesn't

there is severe damage. He also suggested that he get out of

the barrier would be seen as a hostility punishable by death, but

the journalists (luckily for them) never even entertained that thought.

By the time the troops were in position, Edward had already regained his position

his composure. “Yeah, alright! Demon lord agent Rimuru, then? May I

ask what brought you here?”

The greeting may be lacking in terms of royal majesty, but it certainly works

sounds arrogant.

“Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh... Oh, just a warning for you.”

“A warning? What type?”

“Send your troops back soon and hold talks with Sir Yohm.

Then you don't have to feel the kind of fear you better not know. ”

For appearances, at least, he started by recommending lectures. However,

that's not what Diablo is really looking for. If anything, it would trouble Diablo if

Edward totally agreed with them.

“Ha ha ha! It's a strange proposal. Besides, it all started when my brother

embezzling reparations money from our accounts. We're just trying to recover

this fund, with a sincere attitude towards your people. I see no need for you

to interfere in our affairs!”

“I understand. So, you declared your intention to abide by our peace treaty?”

“Of course... Even though I'm looking now, there's no need. I almost cheated myself

alone!”

“That means…? ”

“Hmph! Just playing dumb! You conspired with my brother Edmaris to

through your little scheme!”

“……”

“Can't defend yourself, right? He called himself a demon lord or

no, this Rimuru has shown me how shallow she is. He tried

plundering us, in a fair or dirty way, and he spreads the seeds

war all over the country, isn't it?”

“…………”

“But it's a pity, isn't it? you may have killed Archbishop Reyhiem

in an attempt to keep him quiet, but his words were recorded here!”

Edward took Diablo's silence as an invitation to keep chatting. Ball

the crystal he took out was raised high above his head, ensuring that the press

present can see it. It described Reyhiem who looked very haggard,

maybe after one or two sessions of torture. “I have no intention of betraying you!”

His shouting. “Please, forgive me!” One could tell the viewers that this

is a snippet of Reyhiem's last moment in this world, and they will believe.

“But does this piece of evidence prove it?” Ask Diablo.

Edward laughed back, clearly assuming it was a stupid question. “Didn't you

seen it? Lady Glenda over there brought this to us. You infiltrated Lubelius

and killed Sir Reyhiem, didn't he? Maybe you think a threat would

prevent him from doing your bidding, but his faith defeats your order!

So you're afraid he's telling the world about your crimes, and that makes you

do this!”

He stared at Diablo, all of them boldly challenging him to respond.

Diablo's smile remained intact.

“Very impressive. An ordinary man who can overcome his fear of me? That

rather funny joke.”

“Do not avoid questions! You have seen the evidence against you; you

can't just talk about his exit— ”

“Enough. Silent.”

Diablo's calm voice stopped the new king as he tried to show dignity

full to the press. For a moment, his smile disappeared. Replace that

it was a terrible, barren, unfathomable terror.

“This show is over. I can't enjoy fighting wits if you

neglect to bring anything with you to that complaint.”

Those words were enough to freeze Edward where he stood.

“I have thought of explaining the truth in detail to

prove my innocence, but I see it's gonna throw-out

waste time. After all, humans are bound to believe only what they want

trust. But there's an easier way to prove my case..”.

“A-what did you say..?”

The change in Diablo's attitude intimidated Edward. Only now did he realize

that this approach might not be the smartest idea.

“You want me to prove my innocence,” Diablo continued, “do you not? If

there are people here who can overcome their fear of me

glad to admit defeat. But I want to remind you: I haven't

ever been defeated before. If you try to challenge me, then be prepared

to face the consequences.”

His voice was as calm as usual. But within those golden eyes, a pair of

crimson's pupils burned with rage. If this was just for himself, Diablo would still be

it could restrain itself, but Edward had decided to slander Rimuru

also cruelly. But at that moment, Edward's luck ran out.

Seriate........