[Back then, the Demon King had already led his underlings to surround the capital, Radiant City—which is the Empire's current Twilight Castle.]
[That clueless princess was actually thinking of using a marriage alliance with the Demon King to calm the war down. Hilarious.]
Leaning beside Jida, Norris nodded thoughtfully, then said with some sympathy, "That princess really was too naive. The Demon King was about to win the whole war. How could he possibly stop? Still, she was a royal whose power had been stripped away by those rotten nobles. I suppose she couldn't find any other way to save her country."
[No, no, that's not what I mean.]
"Then what?"
[Did you forget? The Demon King is one of the Slime-folk, basically the same kind of thing as a Slime. How was he supposed to marry anyone?]
[Hehehe, it'd be like making Boss go and—]
Puji—Marshal Puji stretched out a tentacle and gently rolled the Yellow Book out of Norris's hands.
This fellow had been living a little too comfortably lately. He had even gotten fat.
For Little Yellow's health, Linden had to help it lose some weight.
Norris ignored all the countless distress signals his senior sent before being shut, wisely turned his gaze away, and looked up at the sky, behaving as obediently as a freshly landed Puji.
Marshal Puji had come over, of course, not simply because his "badmouthing radar" had gone off, but because there was serious business.
Sitting on the Mobile Throne, Marshal Puji reached a tentacle behind him, scooped Ming up, and pushed him forward.
"He just passed my inspection. It's about time he saw what a real battlefield looks like. You two team up and go together."
Ming was visibly excited. "Senior, please take care of me!"
"Ah—oh!" Norris froze for a