Still, the Demon Lord Prepares the Meals

Having gone Ppu-ppu! Ppu-ppu! at the Demon Lord, Pastel arrived at the Capital beyond the Castle Walls.

Even an Imperial Emissary Ship couldn't land directly at the Imperial Palace.

As they landed at a Military Docking Bay a reasonable distance away and were disembarking, a familiar silver-haired girl approached.

"Kraft, an Urgent Matter has come up."

It was Alcier.

"Oing."

Pastel, who had been taking out her anger by shoving the pile of luggage onto the Demon Lord, widened her eyes.

Alcier came all the way out to meet her?

Although it was a natural treatment for a Popular Person, it was unprecedented for the Northern Lady, who usually stayed in the background and didn't step forward in Friendships, to come out alone to meet her.

O-i-ing...