Yoshino, the headquarters of the Mengshi organization.

In the quiet living room, Woz sat alone in his seat, and on the table in front of him was a cup of tea prepared for him by the Mengshi Organization, full and steaming, because every once in a while someone would come to change a new cup for him...... Whether he drank it or not.

At first, Woxz would take a sip, but after a long time, he was too lazy to pretend, unless he was really thirsty, otherwise he just sat quietly in his seat, page by page looking at the "Demon Advent Calendar" in his hand, let the cup of tea on the table go from hot to cold, and then be poured out and replaced with new tea, and so on.

Time passed minute by minute, and the sky outside the house grew from bright to dark, and before I knew it, an afternoon had passed.

Tea was removed and replaced with dinner.

Then dinner was taken down, the lights were turned on, and night fell.

During this time, Wodds did not see anyone who could make decisions on the major affairs of the Mengshi organization, and just waited, waited...... Since Tachibana Shichiro brought him here and left alone, he has been waiting.

He had a lot of patience.

In fact, his patience has always been high.

As long as he could see the king's back, he would never be confused.

There was not a trace of anxiety in his heart.

He believed that Mr. Tachibana Sejiro, who had brought him here, would only objectively narrate the facts, and would neither add fuel nor smear him.

Therefore, he is relaxed.

At this moment, the only people who will feel anxious are the people of the Mengshi Organization who suddenly learned terrible information.

So, they will hesitate, they will hesitate, there will be controversy, there will be difficulty in making a choice, of course.

Wads had anticipated this and understood it.

He just...... I can't help but have some divergent thoughts, it looks like I'm wandering.

After the last White Watts incident, Wads, who re-read the "Demon Advent Calendar", also has a new understanding of the content of the book.

What he heard from the Times Administration at the beginning was not the true history of "The Coming of the Devil", and the content originally recorded in this book was not actually the real history of "The Coming of the Devil", it was just a first draft of history in the imagination of His Majesty the future Old Demon King.

The real history is unknowable, and may even have been completely destroyed.

The undead who can't afford to lose are trying to tamper with the established future with the shattered past, and the future Demon King His Majesty is trying to figure out how to reverse the established future into the real past.

Previously, Woz had always thought that his Demon King's path to becoming a king was from [past] to [future].

But recently, Woz has been thinking that perhaps, his Demon King's real path to becoming a king is not from [past] to [future], but from [future] to [past]...... Well, or rather, reconquest?

For this process, His Majesty the Young Demon King did a very good job, even beyond the expectations of His Majesty the Old Demon King in the future.

History stretches out at the feet of the young Demon King, a path that the old Demon King has never imagined.

He was pleasantly surprised and relieved.

And then......

He wants more!

Even this "more" will disrupt the back hand that he has already prepared, and add a few more uncertainties to the established future that the undead crave.

But it doesn't matter.

Importantly, he saw a new path.

A better path.

It's still too late.

"I always have plenty of time. 】

This is a phrase often said by His Majesty the Demon King.

[Ah, isn't that a matter of course?] You're the king of time. ]

[Time] has always been in love with her king, [past] is, [present] is, [future] is even more!

Wads's divergent hole shrank, turned his head, and looked towards the door.

He heard footsteps.

An old man in good spirits walked to the door, raised his hand to let the people behind him wait outside the door, and entered the living room alone.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Hearing this, Wadsz got up with a polite smile on his face.

Waiting? That's where it goes.

If you are unable to make a decision today, then you will never be able to reach the true tomorrow.

I've had a lot of patience.

Do you want to guess, this is the first time you've said this to me?

Thinking about it like this, the smile on Wads' face became more and more polite and shook his head and said, "Where, this is a very important matter, and it is appropriate to be cautious." ”

"Thank you for your understanding, you did give us a problem."

The old man walked over to the seat across from Woz and made a "please" gesture to Woz.

"Sit."

The two sides sat down and reported their identities to each other.

The old man introduced himself as the leader of the Mengshi organization.

Wott introduces himself as a diplomat at the Historical Authority.

Then the old man asked Woz some questions.

Wadsz answered them one by one, most of them some of the knowledge he had told Tachibana Shiro, not so much that the old man was asking questions as that he was determining something.

Finally, the old man pondered for a long time, looked up, looked straight into Wads' eyes, and said, "I want to see your leader. ”

"I want to see ...... My Demon King, Your Majesty? Wads nodded, "Well, a reasonable appeal. ”

However, there was a title in Woz's words that stood out more than his nod.

The old man's eyebrows instantly tightened and asked, "Wait, you say...... Beelzebub? ”

"Ah, yes, the Demon King." Watts said nonchalantly, "The title given by the enemy wants to slander and anger our king, but our king likes it very much, accepts it gladly, and puts it on them...... Hehe, they must be very happy to get this result, right? After all, this title, but they gave it. ”

The old man was noncommittal, and he did not point out the warning implicit in Wads's words, but only repeated his request.

"I want to see your leader, I have something to make sure of him...... That's a quid pro quo, and if he can do it, I'll get the Mengshi organization to fully cooperate with your actions. ”

"Is that so?"

Waz gave the old man a deep look, got up, stepped back respectfully, faced his seat, put his right hand on his chest, and leaned over slightly.

"Then, please tell my Demon King His Majesty with respect."

The old man frowned and watched Woz's movements.

"What are you talking about......

In the middle of speaking, the old man's voice that caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye stopped abruptly, and his gaze instantly retracted to the seat where Woz had been sitting before, looking at the young man who seemed to have been sitting there from the beginning, and his face involuntarily showed a look of astonishment.

"Who are you!?"

"Me?"

On the seat, the young man smiled calmly and tilted his head, looking at the old man in surprise and replied.

"It's weird, don't you want to see me?"