Garga, the Demon King, awaits the arrival of his enemies on the throne.
Just now, Doba, an executive, is dead.
Soon the signs of Luluca have disappeared as well.
In contrast, no information has come in that you killed the enemy.
It's been a long time since I've seen a mighty enemy.
Back to back with his servant Fee, who was panicking as he was about to cry, Garga was enjoying the situation to its fullest, arguably a pinch.
"I hear you have a pretty troublesome guy against you. It bothers me that I don't see the demon king and the dogs at heart, but let's just start by cleaning them out of the clutterfish."
The past few days have been more heartfelt than ever before.
Garga was fed up with the occasional days of killing adventurer humans.
I don't care if you try to rule the world, it's too big and it just stinks.
In the first place, it wasn't funny or anything where I hit the weak.
Every day when I was unwilling to do anything and had nothing to do, I seemed too bored with the blood of the Demon King, who preferred to fight.
It is one letter that has changed such routine.
The sender is the Demon King, who calls himself recently resurrected.
It was about cooperating, but there's no way Garga would respond to that.
I saw how it was with the attack magic of greeting, and it attracted a brilliant clam.
As expected - with the same attack magic of power as Garga, I get a reply of hostility.
Such an ideal opponent would never appear in a hundred years.
"Dear Garga... Are you sure you're all right... Master Luluca and Master Doba have been defeated..."
"Don't worry. Right, you stay out of the fight and run away somewhere."
"Oh, don't say that! Atashi is with Master Garga -!"
First rebellion.
Opining on Garga is the first and last moment.
I never think Garga will lose.
But.
Something hard to say, intuitive, was making Fee say that word.
"What are you gonna do with you staying here? There's no guarantee it'll help, is there?
"It's... it might be. But..."
Garga urges Phee to treat the child gently.
Garga is right - even if Phee stays here, she should be pulling her leg, instead of being helpful.
To this word, I also have to give up the fie I was trying to stick to.
Because it's like they say it's a foot clump.
"You wait a long time...... hmm?
Suddenly, an organism has entered the throne room.
It is also dozens, not in the shape of a person.
It was too small for the enemy.
"Dear Garga! Be careful - cah!?"
The identities are the pitch-black bats.
From what I've attacked first, they're enemies and there's no mistake.
Garga bounces back with one finger, but Fee was bit without the art of exchange.
When one bites me, that means a substantial end.
The other dozen slipped in like ants and dyed Fee's body black.