The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

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“What was the aim? Let’s analyze and identify the spy. Please wait a moment. I’ll present a few hypotheses.” (Melissa)

There is no sense of deceit in Melissa’s words. In fact, she likely believes that Myaro is being held captive by Sibyaku. Melissa actually escaped from Sibyaku, passed through Karakumo, and came here. It’s hard to believe she could be mistaken.

But Myaro is being held captive? In Sibyaku? From the beginning, was the letter that informed me of the rebellion a fake? That can’t be. Then, why did she stay behind? If there was a chance to let Shulika escape on a hawk, it doesn’t make sense for Myaro to stay behind alone. If Melissa believes it, then it might be true. So, is Myaro in Sibyaku right now? In Sibyaku, which is under the control of that bastard Liao?

Shulika, the queen, who should be Liao’s top priority to capture, managed to escape. There’s no way Myaro didn’t have a chance to escape. So, why did she stay behind? No, rather than overthinking it, it’s faster to ask Melissa directly.

“Melissa, Myaro—” (Yuri)

As I spoke, my eyes met Enrique’s, who was looking at me. She was smiling faintly, gazing at me with a trance-like expression. Those eyes were fixed on something or someone she loved more than anything else in this world. The moment Enrique narrowed her eyes…

“It’s me.” (Enrique)

A soundless voice struck my ears. It was such a clear expression of intent that I almost thought I heard it with my ears. Without moving her lips at all, Enrique said it with her eyes.

“You bastard—!” (Yuri)

I kicked the thin wooden table away with all my strength. I grabbed Enrique by the collar.

“Was it you?” (Yuri)

“Yep~♪ I forged the signature~, made it look like the report was sent and burned it~. The cover-up was so much work. I think it’s the hardest I’ve ever worked in my life~♪” (Enrique)

Enrique’s face was plastered with a wide grin. There wasn’t a trace of fear or remorse, only delight and joy.

“You bastard, why did you do that?” (Yuri)

I said something I already knew. There’s only one reason this woman would do such a thing.

“Because I wanted to see that face of yours right here, right now.” (Enrique)

Enrique said it with utmost happiness.

“If I missed seeing your face because you received the report somewhere I couldn’t see, that’d be boring, right? Ah~, so satisfying. Hey, how do you feel?” (Enrique)

I unconsciously clenched my back teeth, grinding them.

“How do you feel? Myaro-chan has been your best friend since you were ten, and she loves you, Yuri-kun. And now, because of your failure, she’s a prisoner. I wonder what horrible things are being done to her right now? Maybe she’s being forcibly violated by Liao Rube? Or maybe she was hung from the castle’s spire because she refused him in bed? Maybe her corpse is dangling there right now?” (Enrique)

Even though I knew her aim, every word of malice that spilled from her mouth made the worst imaginings flash through my mind. A black, seething anger built up in my chest. ꭆ𝓪ΝƟ𝐁ƐS̈

I’ll kill them. Whoever put Myaro through that, I’ll chase them to the ends of the earth and kill them. I’ll strip them of everything and kill them. I’ll make them crawl in misery and kill them.

“What’s wrong? Want me to say more? Well~, there’s also the possibility she was handed over to the Kuran Crusaders~. If that’s the case, she’d be taken all the way to Vaticanus and tortured directly in the Epitaph Palazzo. Until she’s no longer human.” (Enrique)

“Shut up.” (Yuri)

“No way~. I won’t shut up~♪” (Enrique)

Enrique taunted me, her gaze both provocative and coquettish. She really knows how to provoke people.

“Fine. I’ll make you shut up.” (Yuri)

I released her collar, extended my fingers into a hand blade, and swung it toward Enrique’s throat.

“Ugh—” (Enrique)

I felt the sensation of crushing the soft, boneless throat.

“Cough, cough—that’s right, that’s what I wanted.” (Enrique)

“Tch.” (Yuri)

I must not have used enough force. It’s annoying how the more I do, the more it pleases her.

“Ah~, ah~” (Enrique)

She’s still trying to talk. How do I shut her up?

“You think it’s not my fault or something?” (Enrique)

Huh?

“What do you mean?” (Yuri)

After swallowing once and catching her breath…

“I did it.” (Enrique)

Enrique said with a delighted smile.

“I made sure she couldn’t escape. Myaro-san. It was easy. All I had to do was leave one hawk behind and sabotage the rest.” (Enrique)

The anger that had been building up in my chest overflowed like a dam breaking. I reached into my pocket to stab Enrique to death. But there was no dagger there. Before I could think about why it wasn’t there, my body was already moving. Instead of stabbing, I punched Enrique’s stomach as hard as I could.

“Ugh.” (Enrique)

I grabbed the hair of the hunched-over Enrique and dragged her down with all my strength. I placed both hands on her throat and put my weight on it. In my rage, my vision turned red, and the outline of Enrique in front of me seemed to warp.

“Was it you?” (Yuri)

Enrique, whose throat was being crushed, nodded with her eyes, her face filled with happiness as if she felt no pain. It was like the gesture of a woman happily nodding when her beloved proposes to her.

Under my hands, Enrique’s soft throat convulsed with physiological gagging. I didn’t ease the pressure of my weight on my hands.

“Don’t worry. This time, I won’t bring you back to life. I’ll make sure to kill you properly.” (Yuri)

In my vision, Enrique, unable to breathe, gradually turned blue. The expression on her dying face was endlessly happy, with not a trace of regret.

It’s infuriating. All I can do is vent my anger. Yet, this woman… this is what she wants. She provoked me to fulfill her wish, trapped Myaro to provoke me, and now I’m fulfilling her wish. In the midst of the raging whirlpool of anger, a drop of irritation at being played by Enrique mixed in, and the difference between the two emotions brought a sliver of consciousness back.

“—She didn’t do it, she didn’t do it!” (Melissa)

A woman’s voice, still unfamiliar to my ears, reached me. A weak force was trying to pull Enrique away, tugging at both her shoulders.

“That’s not true. Enrique-san didn’t do it! —Myaro-sama chose to stay behind of her own will! I heard it directly from her!” (Melissa)

“What did you say?” (Yuri)

“Enrique-san is lying! Please stop!” (Melissa)

When my ears heard that voice, I loosened my grip on Enrique’s throat. The pitiful body, tormented by the pervert, coughed violently and gasped for air. Contrary to Enrique’s wishes, color returned to her face.

“…Ah~, ah~” (Enrique)

Enrique muttered bitterly.

“Cough, cough…” (Enrique)

Enrique was still coughing.

If she’s alive, I wish she’d just disappear already.

“Are you okay, Enrique-san? Here, drink some water.” (Melissa)

Enrique took a sip of water from the offered cup, then—

“Thaaank you.” (Enrique)

“If only you had let such a pervert die.” (Yuri)

“That’s cruel, Your Excellency Yuri.” (Melissa)

“What part of that is cruel? The moment she forged an important communication document, the death penalty is only natural.” (Yuri)

“Ugh…” (Melissa)

At the completely reasonable argument, Melissa fell silent.

“Well, it’s fine though~. There was interference, but I got to enjoy it about 80%.” (Enrique)

“Die.” (Yuri)

I reached into my pocket, intending to play a game of chance, whether the dagger’s blade would pierce, or the hilt would strike, but then I noticed once again that the dagger was not there.

Ah, now that I think about it, I had given it to the chamberlain from Angelica’s place. I was so careless that, being busy after that, I had forgotten to replace it. If I had had a dagger, I definitely would have stabbed her. Enrique would be dead by now. That probably would have been better.

“Enrique-san, why did you do such a thing? Confessing and then claiming false charges… it makes no sense.” (Melissa)

Claiming false charges… somehow, I feel the meaning is a little off…

“She was crazy from the start. Until now, she was useful, so I used her, but this is the end.” (Yuri)

“Eh…?” (Enrique)

Enrique looked at me with a surprised face.

Did she seriously think she was safe after that? That’s even scarier.

“Of course. From now on, just go marry an abusive husband and live your life getting beaten.” (Yuri)

“That’s why~, that’s not what I want.” (Enrique)

“Anyway, you’re fired. Disappear wherever you want.” (Yuri)

I can’t deal with her anymore. I had expected that she would do something sooner or later, but to think she would go as far as sabotage. The fact that I found out only slightly later meant there was no actual damage, so it was fine, but if things had gone wrong, it could have been a disaster.

“…You’re really saying that.” (Enrique)

Enrique looked down, seeming lonely.

She’s still putting on that shitty act.

Melissa, who didn’t know her true nature, was looking somewhat swayed, her expression sad.

“Of course I am, you idiot.” (Yuri)

“Then, kill me.” (Enrique)

Huh?

“Why do I have to go out of my way to do something you would enjoy? I’m the victim here.” (Yuri)

“Oh, so it’s no good.” (Enrique)

Enrique said, as if she had already known that answer, completely nonchalantly.

“Well then, now that I’ve been fired and have free time, I guess I’ll take revenge on Melissa-chan for stopping me from being killed~♪” (Enrique)

—Huh?

“…Wait a second, did I mishear? I thought I heard you say you’d take revenge on Melissa.” (Yuri)

“You heard right. I’ll do lots and lots of things Melissa-chan will hate. To start with, I think I’ll completely mess up Melissa-chan’s homeland. I’ll travel to the Albio Republic~, seduce the elite class one by one, and throw the country into civil war. Femme fatale—I’ve always been interested in that~.” (Enrique)

Hearing this for the first time, Melissa looked at Enrique as if she were seeing a monster she couldn’t comprehend. Enrique was smiling, truly looking forward to that future.

“Even if I get killed along the way, I’m confident I can get pretty far. Given the current political climate, the Shans wouldn’t want to interfere too much.” (Enrique)

“There’s no way you could do that. No matter what happens, you won’t be transported there.” (Yuri)

Without a ship, she couldn’t reach the Albio Republic.

“That’s fine~. If it’s me, I can go through the Kuran’s territory. Even if something happens along the way and I get taken to the Papal States, I can still make it to the Albio Republic.” (Enrique)

As I was thinking, “There’s no way,” Enrique, as if seeing through my thoughts, said.

“You see, men are all starving for love, and if you fill that gap, they’ll do anything for you. That includes the Kura people. So even if I got enslaved over there, I’m absolutely confident I could escape.” (Enrique)

…She’s spouting something annoying again. This woman might actually do it. Even if she were subjected to the kind of assault that would make a normal woman choose death, she wouldn’t care. If her limbs were amputated, she wouldn’t be able to move physically, but in a male-dominated society, there wouldn’t be many who would go out of their way to damage such beauty. On top of that, she’s well-versed in cunning tricks and never had any sense of choosing means to an end from the start. Once she decides to do something, she really will do it.

“…It’s too much trouble. Maybe I should just kill you.” (Yuri)

I muttered.

“You caaaan’t~.” (Enrique)

Huh? You’re the one who told me to kill you.

“I can. Do you have any idea how many times you’ve made me drink boiling water?” (Yuri)

When I glared at her and said that, Enrique smiled happily and opened her mouth.

“Yuri-kun, you’re fundamentally a kind person. That’s why, unless you’re pushed to the very limit of your killing intent, you can’t kill someone you’ve once connected with. By now, after talking for so long, your killing intent has faded, right? The moment you start hesitating and saying things like ‘should I kill her…,’ you’ve already lost~.” (Enrique)

“Shall I prove whether your analysis is correct?” (Yuri)

“Go ahead~. Try it~.” (Enrique)

I kicked my chair back and stood up, ready to carry out my plan, but… I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Frustratingly, there was psychological resistance.

After about ten seconds, I set the chair back in place and sat down.

“See? Let’s just forget about this time, okay? I won’t do anything like this anymore~.” (Enrique)

Enrique made a cutesy gesture, acting all flirtatious.

She’s definitely going to do it again.

“Your Excellency Yuri … for now, why not decide on her punishment with the head of the Queen’s Sword at the next opportunity…?” (Melissa)

Melissa interjected.

“She has her own duties, after all… and exiling her here might be a little… umm…” (Melissa)

She hesitantly put in her opinion. Judging by the way she was glancing at Enrique, it wasn’t so much that she wanted to do her a favor. It was more that she didn’t want her coming to the Albio Republic.

Even though Melissa doesn’t know much about what she’s done, maybe she’s instinctively sensing the diplomatic disaster she’d bring.

“Fine. Originally, the deal was that if she messed up again, she’d die somewhere unrelated to me. I’ll tell Tillet to take care of it.” (Yuri)

“Ah~, great. So, I’m off the hook~.” (Enrique)

Off the hook…? I don’t think that uptight Tillet would ever fall for her tricks, but… for some reason, I don’t feel like she’s saying this baselessly. Does she have some kind of secret plan? Damn it. I have no idea what this woman is thinking.

“Tsk.” (Yuri)

I clicked my tongue loudly.

This woman really knows how to piss me off.

Enrique happily looked at my displeased face.

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