This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 Chapter 7.2

Merson still covered my cheeks with an expressionless expression. His hands were so large that it felt like my face was being eaten.

Chu! Chu! Chu! Chu!

A short kiss continued on the lips. However, the expression is still 'crying, annoyed, dissatisfied, I hate you!'

I placed my hand on Merson's and lowered it slowly. Then I lifted my heel and wrapped my arm around his neck.

“Who else would I care about here if not you?

I think sometimes. If I had fallen here alone without Merson, I would have gone half crazy because I was scared and lonely.

Merson slowly wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt a little relieved.

“Then take care of me more than the garden.”

“No, the fruit has just … Ahh, I'll think about it. Ack!”

Merson bit my neck painfully and didn't let go until he got the answer he wanted.

“I can't live without you, Erina.”

Please know that. He seemed to be talking like this.

I gently patted his back as if I understood. I'm feeling it too.

“Me too, Merson, I can't live without you.”

Merson hugged me tighter by the waist. As if he never would let me go.

Now, this statement is a truth without the slightest lie. Because the only hope for me to return home is the meeting between you and Serdevella.

Tap! Tap!

The sound of meaningless tapping of fingers on the desk was deafening.

Raynon Kush Frabre, who oversaw the affairs of the Demon King's castle and assisted the Demon King right next to him, was nervous throughout the war, unable to do anything because of the untimely worries about the Demon King.

Raynon nervously tied his silver hair that ran clumsily down his forehead. Dark circles were sitting deep on the white skin that was shiny to match the silver hair.

“Where the hell have you disappeared?! Where the hell!!”

He shouted into the air. Pierre, who had just entered the office to report to the superior, clicked his tongue.

“Demon King's lover, stalker, pervert, a potential criminal.”

“No! No!”

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Raynon shouted 'that's not it!' to Pierre's title for him.

“The Demon King has been kidnapped!”

“Oh dear- this is a big deal. Before that, please sign this settlement agreement.”

Pierre answered dryly. Either way, Raynon ripped off his hair and fell into so-called futile thoughts. His hair, which he had tied up painstakingly, was messed up again.

“Please sign this too? Oh, did you not even look at the documents I posted yesterday? You are a really reckless paycheck robber.”

Pierre calmly accused him to the extent that the change in his intonation was barely noticeable.

“Sir Raynon, if you are going to do this, just repent.”

To ask the Demons to follow the rules of the heavenly people was blasphemy among blasphemy. But Raynon didn't care as much as an ant's legs, whether or not his subordinates cursed at him.

“Listen, Pierre. Does it make sense that there has been no news from the Demon King for two years?”

“It doesn't?”

The lifespan of demons was several dozen times that of humans, even at the minimum. How little is the time of two years for the immortal Demon King? Considering his long life, the answer is just right.

In addition, the Demon King often concealed his actions without announcing the news to the Demon King's castle. The Demon King who had itchy feet, had a hobby of wandering around.

However, none of the demons in the Demon King Castle were concerned about the Demon King. Why? Because he's the Demon King, he's also very strong.

There was only one thing they were worried about when the Demon King's whereabouts became vague. Which area will they remove from the map?

Oh, not everyone in the Demon King's Castle was not worried about the Demon King. Except for Raynon, who is now in a state of despair and trembling.

“No. Still, a certain village became a wasteland, a certain kingdom's king changed, or a mountain disappeared overnight! There must be traces of the Demon King. But for the past two years, there has been no trace of the Demon King!”

“… You ran out of things to admire the Demon King, didn't you?”

Oh dear……. Pierre shook his head. And then he added his words.

“They say that the seeds of Bennon Village are dry. That's a sign, huh?”

“Because there is nothing other than that.”

“No, what kind of madman dares to kidnap the Demon King?”

“The heavenly being bastards!”

“Huh? If all the heavenly beings attacked in swarms, there might be a possibility. But why is it so quiet?”

It's not even worth listening to. Pierre knocks on the desk where the payment documents are piled up. Knock! Knock! Just do some work.

Chapter end