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Demon King of the Royal Class

Demon King of the Royal Class


Demon King of the Royal Class

Demon King of the Royal Class


Chapter 178 (Teaser)

Ellen seemed slightly tipsy, though not completely drunk. Of course, it wasn’t just Ellen; everyone seemed a bit excited.

Harriet, possibly tipsy as well, was excitedly exchanging words with Adelia.

“So, how about we try creating an operational magic weapon?”

“Th-That sounds way too difficult for our level…”

“Even so, let’s give it a go. I’ll ask the Temple for the materials, and if they don’t have them, I’ll find a way to get them!”

“R-Really…? I feel so bad for you…”

It seemed like their thoughts were unraveling without much order.

Ellen sat on the sofa, hugging her knees.

I got it now. She was a cute drunk. 

Ellen looked at me, her chin resting between her knees.

“I’m hungry.”

“Have some of this,” I said, pointing out the snacks on the table.

“… I don’t want this.”

Cheese and chocolate didn’t seem to satisfy her.

She clearly wanted something else—her expression said as much.

“Hmm… I don’t think we have any ready-made snacks available,” said Riana. She seemed to be thinking about what else she could prepare, but nothing was coming to mind.

Heinrich kept drinking silently.

‘Oh no, that guy… This doesn’t look good.’

While Heinrich was a concern, Ellen was more important.

She was staring at me as if she was not going to breathe until she got what she wanted.

“This is really turning into a creative nuisance,” I muttered under my breath.

In the end, I glanced over at Riana.

“Do you have any cooking ingredients here?”

“We probably do…?”

Riana didn’t sound convinced.

“What are you planning to do?” she asked.

“I don’t know, I’m just going to make something.”

“You’re drunk, you know?”

“I’m fine. I’m not that drunk!” I said.

As I tried to get up from the sofa, though, my ankle twisted under me.

Riana, probably thinking I was drunk, was ready to follow me out of the room. “Hey, hey. Wait up, I’m coming with you.” 

“I’m not drunk, okay?”

“… Do you even know where the kitchen is?”

I stopped in my tracks. “Hmm.”

This was a mansion, after all. I would need someone...

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