
Class is a heavy thing. Whether a people's champion or not, Yohm still
ordinary people, not even considered worthy of being a knight. Many people in
the room made no secret of how much they looked down on him. Lords
Carlos is an earl, one of the most powerful in the Farmus bureaucracy, and
the greatest example of how full the nobles are is often evident. Attitudes
this is usually not a problem in this room, but — is once again — now
not time. Already, some other nobles were rolling their eyes
to Carlos.
“Whoa, wait, wait a minute. I said he's usually open-minded, but
not now, you know what I mean? You all probably know why.”
“What?”
“You declared war on the Rimuru nation, right? Bad idea, my friend.
Rimuru lost some of his friends in that battle. She, um— She's very
pissed.”
“Omong empty what is this, an ordinary person?! Not your place to question
the actions of our country! If you agree with Rimuru, that's all we need.
It is not the duty of a champion to intervene. You gotta do
something!”
Lord Carlos was acting arrogant as usual, completely ignoring
yohm Request. Yohm had trouble hiding her disgust. I swear, I swear,
these nobles, he thought, took pains to look unperturbed when
he continued.
“Listen, can you listen to me for a moment? The way I hear it, you
don't send messengers, you didn't declare war or anything; you just
send some people out of the other world and let them go to the city, huh? I
go to mediate with you guys, but when I hear all that,
just tell me, I'm surprised. But look, I'm Farmus' man. Born and raised here.
I didn't want to see my homeland destroyed, so I tried to find a way to
calming Rimuru. Razen over there asked me to do it.”
If the nobility continues to act as despotic as they are, it is not
it's an exaggeration to say countdown days for Farmus. Perceives
Diablo behind him, Yohm could physically feel the doom over all of them
See Diablo who taught Yohm all about the real evil. That
made him realize how just a bunch of little bandits if it was him and
group actually. Real crime doesn't bother trying
mediate the men in charge. They bow to anyone, though,
stay true to their will.
Diablo behaved well now just because he faithfully followed orders
Rimuru's. He acting now would have an adverse effect on Yohm's future
as the new king. Punishing the nobles excessively would make
the real problem is not solved, and if he just kills them all
to silence them, it would damage the reputation of the new government. Most ways
ideal for handling them is to wait until some of them are
the rebels made their presence known. That's why Diablo stays
shut up, watch them all.
On the contrary, if the nobility decided to incite his anger, all that
fly out the window. If Diablo decides none of them are worth it
to stay alive, it will be the end for them, right there. Mjurran and Gruecith,
who served as Diablo's advisor, agreed on it. Just a few
high-level magic-born who could hope to wrap around someone as powerful
Razens. Diablo is one of them, and if Diablo wants to take
action, Farmus in his current weak condition cannot do anything to
against him.
These were the many reasons why the Yohm party was much more nervous about how
this meeting in the throne room will take place rather than any of the nobles.
Razen feels the same way as Yohm. It is clear that Diablo is not much
thinking of human life, and he has not a single problem about
the titles of nobles and commoners that other people had. They're all
equally worthless to him — his treatment of King Edmaris
make it very clear.
If they start insulting Rimuru, the monster lord, they don't know
how Diablo will react. Hopefully Carlos is the only target
his anger. If he doesn't, then all intelligent life might be put down
completely from Farmus.
Razen knew that, and that knowledge freaked her out. To relieve the panic
going on inside his head, he tried his best to support Yohm.
“Sir Carlos, that's enough from you!”
“What? You side with this messy commoner, Sir Razen?!”
“I said, that's enough!” He found himself screaming. “I won't
bother you until you understand the situation!”
It is rare for Razen to raise her voice in court. It makes
the nobles were silent, waiting to see what would happen next.
“Listen to me, all of you,” he said, mentally recalling the script
given him. “Master Yohm is telling the truth. Shogo and colleagues
his other countrymen were defeated by the generals of the monster army. When
our troops are trying to storm our enemy, Storm Dragon is blocking us,
sealing our fate. The survivors consist of Sir Reyhiem, His Majesty, and I —
just the three of us. We were taken captive, and it was the kind word of Sir John that made
we're acquitted. ”
He continued with the story, and no one else dared to doubt him.
Soon Reyhiem and Yohm contribute information, supported by Muller and
The Earl of Hellman. Together, they all defend their case in the presence of
the greatest and most intelligent of Farmus's political figures.
“...So, you said that His Majesty was subjected to a curse on the terrain
the war that made him in such a condition now?”
“Sir we have offered peace... and the monster lord is willing to listen..?”.
“Did you say Farmus, our homeland, has surrendered to monsters?”
“Do we have any other options? You certainly don't mean to suggest us
continuing battle. We will have the Storm Dragon to answer him. ”
“No…
Someone from another World, their ace in the hole, had been sent by
rimuru high office. Veldora is on the move. The Jura-Tempest Federation, a
the organization that they had once scorned as a ravenous beast, the most
no — from a military perspective, at least — skipping in front of Farmus.
Trying to do a frontal attack against this enemy is altitude
follies. Everyone in the room had the same thought— in
admitting defeat, the king made the only decision available to him.
Soon, the group reached a consensus.
“Well, if we have an offer for us, why not accept it, everything?”
The majority nodded in agreement with Muller's suggestion. There are some opponents among
they were, no doubt, but none of them voiced
their concerns. No one seems to be against the fact that this war
can no longer continue.
Now it's settled. The Kingdom of Farmus will enter negotiations with
“Heh-heh-heh-heh... Wise decision,” he said as he began to pitch
towards center. “Then, as promised, I will return the form
your king is back for you.”
“Who are you?!”
“I'm sorry,” Diablo said proudly. “My name is Diablo, faithful servant
to my leader, the great and powerful Rimuru.”
The nobles gathered did not know much about how to deal with this man. Diablo
it seemed so natural between them that they had trouble speaking. Only
Razen's showing fear for him, because only Razen knows what
meaning of that name. The fact that the name existed at all; to his surprise. Some
hal, he thought as he enviously looked at the audience and sighed, it is better not to
know it at all
However, others regarded Diablo with suspicion. This is the king's own bodyguard,
who were stationed at the side of their master and watched over every movement of these smugglers.
Finally, when he was just about to reach the throne, they stepped up
blocking it — only to be completely ignored, as Diablo continues
walk down the path to the terrible box on the chair.
The guard now looked angry but remained frozen in place. Even if
they want to talk, no one can. According to Free Guild calculations, each knight in this guard gave A-minus — not entirely A but
above the value of B. One could even call them the strongest powers
from the remaining Farmus, it was left behind in the castle to guard the rest of the Administration
to wake up well. They were a hundred strong, were in the room, and were not
some can move even a little.
It's nothing Diablo does actively with them. That is terror
simplistic. Their well-honed survival instincts tell
each one of them how dangerous Diablo is.
“Good,” he said as he greeted the scene with a smile. “No
it is necessary for anyone to die in vain, am I right?”
Then he continued until he stopped at the box that contained what was left of
King Edmaris. Calmly, he took out a Full Potion from his pocket and
pour it directly into the container — and without anyone noticing,
he simultaneously unbuttoned the curse placed by Shion on the
its contents. The resulting transformation was dramatic. When the medicine makes contact
with the flesh, the king returned, in a powerful form that everyone remembered.
Diablo schemes are very successful. This king, whose sickness was considered to be impossible
healed by the gathered people, returned to normal in an instant. Para
the doctor and sorcerer present all shouted in shock.
“What, what herb is it ..?”
“It's Full Potion,” he replied gently. “Creation enhanced specially in
my homeland, the most potent of all restorative treatments. Our
export it only to countries on the condition of being friendly with us. ”
This introduction is an important part of the plan. That potion, that,
after all, it was the main economic weapon of the Tempest
Full Potions are rarely found all over the world, usually excavated from ruins
ancient magical kingdom. One sip can do wonders up to, and including,
regeneration of lost limbs. Only Revival Elixir — agents are not
giving rise to — that can surpass it. The recipe for it is gone
from time to time, despite rumors saying the dwaft in panic
trying to get him back. If it is being actively produced, people in
the whole world will be looking for him.
Diablo had previously heard, from Gabil and others, about how
rimuru wants to advertise this miracle drug. Unlike Shion, he
is an enthusiastic student, learning everything there is to know about
Tempest in a short time. Thus, despite the grim situation, he
don't waste the opportunity to show off a little. Attention to detail
makes it stand out among the staff of Rimuru. In some ways, that's an example
which is rather extreme from Diablo's refusal to compromise on anything he does
do — one reason why antagonizing him is so wrong.
Razen and Reyhiem, he knew, were afraid he would slaughter everyone in the castle. But
nothing could be further from his mind. Doing so will remove
rimuru's trust in him. He has been commissioned to make Johm king of
this kingdom, and Diablo wasn't stupid enough to take that risk. Within
in his mind, he had a cunning plan — carrots and a classic stick. Use carefully from
both will allow him to manipulate the minds of the ministers and
nobles gathered here. He'll make them think it's more
it is wise to agree rather than oppose it. If one of the
they're stupid enough to make the wrong decision, he'll clean up
the existence of their kingdom. That's core.
The king returned in human form, much to the surprise of his audience
agape. To an ordinary observer, it looked like a Full Potion alone that was
healed him.
“How do you feel?” Ask Diablo.
Edmaris, a little pale on the face but nothing worse to wear, reply
nods.
“Ah... Y-yeah... Thank ye. You saved me
This weak answer is half an honest feeling, half a written action.
Edmaris did Diablo's bidding. Tempter, Diablo's unique skill, is in
the same family as Rimuru's Merciless itself, which allowed him to
controlling anyone whose spirit has been sufficiently destroyed. Under his influence,
if King Edmaris ever tried to defy Diablo's will, Diablo would soon
told about it.
When the king was wearing clothes that were hastily provided by a man
the attendant and heaving a sigh of relief, Diablo gestured to her. He nodded
revert.
“Now, my father, I have a message from Sir Rimuru, my own master,” Diablo said.
“I'll be happy to hear it, messenger from monster kingdom.”
This was the first time that the king of Farmus recognized Tempest as a state
sovereignly. It was also a signal to everyone in the room. From this point to
ahead, as far as King Edmaris is concerned, Tempest will be recognized as a partner
orderly negotiations — which in turn means Diablo is the official representative of
the other side of the war.
It was a movement as important as Edmaris could be deployed, he said,
in an attempt not to take the wrong side of Diablo, and thanks to that, every
the nobles who developed the idea of rebellion were silenced to
forever. Of course, no one had any desire to continue the war
at this moment. This declaration is less for Diablo's sake and more in the hope of protecting
his own compatriot.
“Allow me to give you his statement. One week from now, my lord
would like to hold peace talks between the representatives of the two countries here, in
this state. Before we sign a peace treaty, you are required to
agree to the following terms provided by us..”.
Diablo took out some parchment paper.
“You have the right to make a decision on these terms..”.