﻿\setgamedatatitle("Opening\nCaym and Risbell")

\text("Risbell")
...It seems we're demons.
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\text("Risbell")
We're impurities that crawled out from the Purgatory where
demons dwell. That's what they call Diabolica.
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\text("Risbell")
Just for that reason alone, Diabolica have everything taken
from them.
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\text("Risbell")
...No, that's not it. Race is just an excuse.
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\text
―In the end.
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\text("Risbell")
No matter who you are, if you have power... nothing would
ever be taken from you.
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\text
―My father and mother's corpses were there.
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\text
My body was frozen with fear, unable to move, unable to
escape from the men surrounding me.
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\text("Risbell")
...Why do we have to go through this?

\endtext

\text("Man 1")
Blame being born a demon. Just give up already.

\endtext

\text("Man 2")
Well, demon or not, kid or not, a woman is a woman. I'll
make sure you're a proper bitch before sending you to your
mama.
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\text("Risbell")
...Why? Why do we...
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\text
―Even though, just like you, we were born into this world.

\endtext

\text("？？？")
What are you bastards doing?
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\text("Risbell")
Huh...?
\endtext

\text("Man 1")
Oh? Who the hell are you?
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\text("Man 2")
Hah, this bastard's a Diabolica too. Those horns and eyes...
yeah, right?
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\text("？？？")
Yeah... I am, but don't lump me in with just any Diabolica.

\endtext

\text
The man who stepped in to protect Risbell said something
utterly ridiculous without a hint of hesitation―

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\text
He puffed out his chest and declared.
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\text("？？？")
Because I'm the Demon Lord.
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\text("Risbell")
Demon... Lord...?
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\text("Man 1")
...Hah, ahahahaha! Hey, did you hear that? He says he's the
Demon Lord!!
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\text("Man 2")
Dreams are for sleeping, pal! I mean, that's just
embarrass―gah!
\endtext

\text("Man 1")
........Huh?
\endtext

\text("？？？")
To laugh at me... what a rude bastard.
\endtext

\text("Man 1")
Y-you bastard! Demon―gah!?
\endtext

\text("Man 1")
H-hii! Stop, s-someone help―uwaaaaah!!

\endtext

\text("？？？")
...Now then. Hey, little girl. Are you alright?

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Ah... huh...?
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\text("？？？")
Hmm... I'm just glad you're safe.
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\text
Smiling gently, the man who called himself the Demon Lord
softly patted Risbell on the head.
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\text
Even now, I still remember how big and warm his hand was,
and how gentle it felt.
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\text
―The legend was true.
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\text
The Demon Lord Astaroth, who once defeated the false god and
built a great nation here.
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\text
This man must be the legendary Demon Lord―no doubt about it.
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\text("Risbell")
...Hey, Demon Lord-sama.
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\text("？？？")
What is it?
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\text("Risbell")
Why do we have to go through things like this?

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\text
Just before being sent off to a distant orphanage.
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\text
Risbell asked the Demon Lord that question.
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\text
...Blame your birth. That's what humans said.

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\text
How would the Demon Lord before me answer?
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\text("？？？")
The answer is simple. It's because we have no power.

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\text("Risbell")
Power...
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\text("？？？")
If you have power, no one can take from you or oppress you.
The people of Shuka have proven that, haven't they?

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\text("Risbell")
............
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\text("？？？")
You should gain power too. If you want to change the world
as it is now.
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\text
Without power, everything will be taken from you. That
doesn't change, even for a king.
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\text("Risbell")
...But even if only I gain power, nothing will change.
Diabolica has to become stronger too.

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\text("Risbell")
For that, I have to do what I can. Do what I must.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to face Astaroth-sama, who
saved me.
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\text
Risbell hurried through the city streets of Bram, in the old
Hados territory.
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\text
Her steps grew lighter and faster, filled with hope and
excitement.
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\text("Risbell")
(I finally, finally found him...!)
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\text
It all started with something really trivial.
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\text("Rebecca")
Caym? He's staying at my inn. Oh, wait―could it be that
you... fufu. Well, looks like Caym's getting some action
too.
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\text
Last night, at a tavern where she went to gather
information, she happened to meet a woman named Rebecca.
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\text
She couldn't thank her enough for that.
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\text("Risbell")
(She seemed to have misunderstood something... but thanks to
that, I got the info I needed. So it all worked out.)

\endtext

\text("Man")
Huh? You bumped into a human and you're just gonna walk away
like nothing happened?
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\text("Diabolica")
S-sorry―
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\text("Man")
Who said you could talk, huh?
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\text("Diabolica")
Ugh!
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\text("Risbell")
...
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\text("Man")
Ah, look, my shoe's dirty. Actually, thanks to you, our
whole city looks filthy. Better clean it up.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(…I have something I have to do.)

\endtext

\text("Diabolica")
I'm sorry... I'll clean it up right away...
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\text("Man")
Yeah? Then hurry up and die. Hey, someone call the military
police! Military police!
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\text("Diabolica")
No... w-wait! Please! No, I don't want that, let go! No! I
don't want to die!

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...
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\text
She averted her eyes from her fellow Diabolica being taken
away by the military police and left the scene.
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\text
Telling herself over and over that this was a small matter
before something bigger, Risbell started to run.
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\text
The old Hados territory, especially, treats Diabolica
terribly.
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\text
Discrimination and persecution are the norm. Being purged
for such ridiculous reasons is an everyday occurrence.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(But that'll all be over soon... because I've found him.)

\endtext

\text
The Thirteenth Moon Ram Inn. Risbell stopped in front of the
inn where he was said to be staying.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...Is he really here?
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\text
An inn just like any other.
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\text
If what the woman named Rebecca said was true, he should be
here.
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\text("Risbell")
(Caym... son of the King of Hados. Our hope―the hope of the
Diabolica...)
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\text("Risbell")
Excuse me!
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\text("Risbell")
(You are going to become the Demon King!)
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\text("Caym")
...Nice ass, but I'm not in the mood for that today. Then
again, going for big tits is too easy...

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Guess I'll go with armpits.
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\text("Risbell")
....................
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\text
―Now then, what on earth is going on here?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
...Rebecca told me about you. What do you want with me?

\endtext

\text
The man she was looking for, lounging in the center of the
room, shot Risbell a sharp, annoyed glance.
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\text
But her gaze was glued to the illusion stone in his hand―or
more precisely, to the naked female body it was projecting.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Ah, um... uh...
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\text("Risbell")
(This is Prince Caym...? But this bastard's just a perverted
man, isn't he!?)
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\text
Caym started playing a video with the illusion stone. The
sultry moans made Risbell's eardrums tremble, her face
flushing red.
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\text
Then, glancing back and forth between the video and Risbell,
he spoke with a surprisingly serious expression.
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\text("Caym")
If you don't have any business here, go home. As you can
see, I'm busy carefully selecting my fap material.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
I can't do that! I came here because I have something to
discuss with you!
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\text("Caym")
Is that so. I don't.
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\text("Risbell")
...You're Caym, the first prince of King Hados, right?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
...That was over a hundred years ago. Now I'm just an
ordinary guy like anyone else.
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\text("Risbell")
...Even so, the fact remains that you're the son of King
Hados, doesn't it?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hmm... that's true. So?

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
I'll get straight to the point. I want you to restore Hados.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
...Huh?
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\text
―What is this brat talking about?
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\text
His expression said as much. But I wasn't raised to be the
kind of girl who'd back down here.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Prince Caym. What do you think about the ongoing
discrimination and persecution against the Diabolica?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
That kind of thing happens among humans too.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
But in recent years, the oppression against our kind and
those called monsters has been getting more extreme by the
day.
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\text("Risbell")
At this rate, we really will...
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\text
―be wiped out.
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\text
How many lives will be lost before that happens, I wonder.

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\text
The thought alone is terrifying.
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\text("Risbell")
Right now, there's nothing protecting them. ...But if we act
now, it's not too late.
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\text("Risbell")
Please lend me your strength! For the Diabolica... no, for
all monsters!

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
With your power, I want you to restore Hados once more!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Not interested.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Eh...?
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\text
Shot down so bluntly, Risbell was left speechless.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
If you want to save them so badly, do it yourself.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...I can't do it alone!
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\text("Caym")
Oh, nice thighs... So, you can't do anything unless you rely
on someone else?

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\text("Risbell")
...! ...There are people who can't stand up unless someone
reaches out to them.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
You're a Diabolica too, aren't you? Restoring Hados would
also improve our standing.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
And?
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\text("Risbell")
Don't you want to save your own people?!
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\text("Caym")
...Well, I admit I don't like the current situation. Idiots
throwing their weight around, oppressing the weak for stupid
reasons.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...Then!
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\text("Caym")
But they're also to blame for letting it get this bad. I
have no intention of looking after people who've forgotten
how to fight back.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Besides, I don't care about your logic or your reasons.
Don't push this on me.
\endtext

\text
With that, Caym turned his gaze to the illusion stone.
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\text
The conversation was over. His attitude made it clear he
wasn't even willing to listen.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...
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\text("Caym")
Man, heroines getting broken in are the best... It's like my
soul is being cleansed...
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\text("Risbell")
(What's so great about that stupid stuff... Maybe it's fine
for you, but...)

\endtext

\text
Most Diabolica can't even enjoy entertainment―just surviving
is hard enough.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Even so...
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\text("Risbell")
Even so, you call yourself royalty?!
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\text("Caym")
Ahh... this is the life...
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\text("Risbell")
...You're the worst... absolutely the worst.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(To think I have to rely on a man like this...)
\endtext

\text
All her hope and joy had now turned to disappointment and
despair.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(Making a man like this king... It's impossible...)

\endtext

\text
But what she was about to attempt was a gamble against all
the people of Nilt.
\endtext

\text
This man's title―the prince of the fallen kingdom
Hados―would definitely be useful.
\endtext

\text
With him, she had a just cause. The idea of 'reviving a
ruined homeland' was something anyone could understand.

\endtext

\text
Yes, that's why... Even if he's the lowest pervert, the
truth is she had no choice but to cling to him now.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hey, you think so too, right?
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...Excuse me?
\endtext

\text
Unlike the dejected Risbell, Caym's eyes sparkled as he
showed her the illusion stone.
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\text("Caym")
A woman who believes in justice and never doubts her own
victory... losing to evil...
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\text("Caym")
Just imagining being glared at by those eyes, full of
humiliation and rage, gives me chills.
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\text("Risbell")
...Enough already. Do whatever you want.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I wonder what kind of face this woman will make when her
spirit finally breaks...
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\text("Caym")
What kind of expressions will she endure with, what kind of
insults will she throw at me until then...
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\text("Caym")
And then, as her mind and body slowly fall into pleasure...
Damn, this is bad. Just imagining it is making me hard.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Wh-... I don't care about that!
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\text("Caym")
What do you mean you don't care? Listen, this is the best
part. The moment her spirit breaks and she shows her true
womanly face...
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\text("Risbell")
Just do whatever you want... I can't deal with this bastard
anymore...
\endtext

\text
Caym started talking with such delight, Risbell almost let
out a sigh.
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\text("Caym")
The dere after she falls is irresistible too.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Why are you enjoying this so much...?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Because I love it, obviously.
\endtext

\text
―This damn pervert demon.
\endtext

\text
She swallowed the words that almost escaped her lips... and
then a thought occurred to her.
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\text("Risbell")
...Do you really like that sort of thing that much?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
I love it. It's not an exaggeration to say it's my origin.
If you want, I can explain each part in detail.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...If you became the Demon Lord, you could make it all come
true.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
..................
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\text
Caym suddenly froze in place.
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\text("Caym")
Heh. You think you can trick me that easily? I'm not falling
for that.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
If you called yourself the Demon Lord and led the monsters
to declare war, humans wouldn't just ignore you.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I doubt they'd bother with a mere bandit army.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Kiros and Shuka would move. Maybe even Lusario.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
It's pointless to even talk about it.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...By the way, the heads of state of the three neighboring
countries are all beautiful women, or so I've heard.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
...Hey, sit down for a second. Tell me more.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
............Fine.
\endtext

\text
This time, Risbell really did sigh.
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\text
.................
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\text
............
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\text
......
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\text("Caym")
Hmm, not a bad view at all.
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\text
Caym lounged back on the throne, surveying the throne room
where only the two of them were present.
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\text("Caym")
Still, a labyrinth under Bram, huh? I'd heard rumors, but...

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
To be precise, it's the entire underground of the Nilt
region. From bedrooms to taverns, to baths... and of course,
even a jail. I've got all the essentials covered.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
You did all this by yourself?
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\text("Risbell")
With familiars, this much is easy. Besides, since we're
welcoming the Demon Lord, I had to make sure everything
looked proper.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ah, well done. Not bad for someone so small.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...Th-thank you. And my size has nothing to do with it.

\endtext

\text
Caym nodded with satisfaction and stretched his back.
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\text
―To think he'd actually praise me. It's kind of nice... and
a little embarrassing.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
By the way, is this so-called Demon Lord Army just the two
of us?
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\text("Risbell")
I sent out a notice a few days ago. If things go well, we
should have the bare minimum today... or at least within
three days.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
You're well prepared.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(Still, I can't believe he really came just for the
princess...)
\endtext

\text
If they conquered the three kingdoms, he'd get the queens
for himself. That alone was enough for Caym to follow
Risbell.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(What am I going to do... I have no intention of actually
fighting three kingdoms...)
\endtext

\text
It was just a figure of speech.
\endtext

\text
She'd only said it because she thought this man wouldn't
come otherwise.
\endtext

\text
Risbell herself had no intention of starting a war.
\endtext

\text
The restoration of Hados was only meant to raise the status
of Diabolica.
\endtext

\text
It was supposed to be a place for those who'd been scorned
as monsters and lost their homes.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(Being so honest about your desires can be a problem...
Though greed is a good trait for a king...)
\endtext

\text("？？？")
Oh, looks like things are getting started...
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
We've been expecting you. You're here to join the Demon Lord
Army, right?
\endtext

\text("？？？")
Yeah... but this is a pretty sad turnout.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Well, you two are the very first to arrive.
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\text("Spacchio")
I see... Name's Spacchio. And this quiet guy here is my
partner, Noro. Nice to meet you, Demon Lord.

\endtext

\text("Noro")
............
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\text("Risbell")
Welcome. I am...
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\text("Caym")
...Risbell, introductions can wait.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Caym-sama?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
I don't feel like introducing myself over and over either.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Huh? What do you mean by that... eh?
\endtext

\text("Spacchio")
Oh? This bastard...
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Huh? Wha―!?
\endtext

\text("Spacchio")
Whoa! This is awesome!
\endtext

\text("Noro")
............
\endtext

\text
Following after Spacchio,
\endtext

\text
more and more monsters began to gather. The number far
exceeded Risbell's expectations...

\endtext

\text
At the same time, it was proof of just how much discontent
had been building among the monsters.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Caym-sama...! I'm sorry, I-I never thought so many would
show up... I...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Don't panic. It's only a hundred... no, maybe two hundred or
so?
\endtext

\text("Spacchio")
Hey, Demon Lord. Now's your chance―make it count.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Make it count...? How are you supposed to handle this many!?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
...Guess I have no choice. I'll at least get things started.
Otherwise, there's no way they'll quiet down.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Everyone, thank you for gathering under me. You have my
gratitude!
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
..............
\endtext

\text("Spacchio")
Heh...
\endtext

\text("Caym")
I am the heir of the late King Hados... the leader of this
Demon Lord Army, Caym!!
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Most of you here, to some extent or another, are
dissatisfied with the current world.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
But just for now, forget about that. You answered my call...
and first, I want to thank you for that.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
We've prepared a modest feast. Eat your fill and rest up.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Huh? A feast? We haven't prepared anything like that!?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Then just start now. You can at least bring out some drinks,
right?
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
It's not that easy... No, I understand. Just give me a
little time.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Good. I'll leave the rest to you. Tonight, we celebrate!
Enjoy yourselves to the fullest!
\endtext

\text
With Caym taking the lead, Risbell hurriedly left the throne
room.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
'I'll leave the rest to you,' he says...!
\endtext

\text
She never imagined things would turn out like this.

\endtext

\text
For so many monsters to gather like that. To throw a
banquet, too.
\endtext

\text
...And to find myself captivated by Caym, who led the whole
thing.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
That guy... He's such a pervert and a degenerate! He's
careless, unmotivated...
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(And to even compare 'the Demon Lord' with Caym-sama...
What's wrong with me?!)
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(The 'Demon Lord' who saved me... Lord Astaroth would never
be such a pervert.)
\endtext

\text
―Ah, well done.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Ugh... A-anyway, I need to get ready for the banquet.
Ingredients aside, even if I mobilize all the familiars, I
don't know if we'll manage...
\endtext

\text
―Not bad for someone so small.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Uuuu... It's not like I want to be praised or anything...
This is just part of my job.
\endtext

\text
Supporting the king and following orders is also a
subordinate's duty.
\endtext

\text
Telling herself that, Risbell headed to the kitchen, her
face bright red.
\endtext

\text
And so, the banquet celebrating the formation of the Demon
Lord's army lasted for three days and three nights.
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