Having served the Empire for half of his life, Ela was decisively sold out. He intended to flee to another country but was nearly beaten to death during his escape before being saved by a dragon-gi...
But do I regret it? Of course not.
Because he is Tekkaman, when the Demon Lord's territory needed him to be a maid, he was a maid; when the Demon Lord's territory needed him to stand up... he stood up.
Until his death, he was still raising his fist for what he believed in... The Demon King's Territory is a very gentle country, which is what makes it different from the rest of the world. As Lady Illa said, it is a country that only exists in fantasy.
This place can accommodate him, this strange succubus, as well as this strange cook, this weak demon king, and this strange and out-of-place Lord Yinla.
We can be tolerant of everyone, including every leader... because everyone is a rather peculiar person~
Thinking about this makes me feel warm, even now...
It feels so warm and cozy~
...
With these thoughts in mind, Tekkamane lay in the thin snow and closed his eyes forever...
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Then... a strong wind began to howl here.
An atmosphere of oppression and tyranny began to permeate every inch of this land. A figure with shimmering giant wings on its back, and several illusory pairs of wings beneath it, instantly identified the culprit behind this farce upon arrival.
Kane, on the other hand, stood up with interest. He smiled knowingly and stared at Inra, whose face was shrouded in a palpable killing intent, making her expression almost unreadable.
It seems someone is angry.
...
[Tikkap: Hahaha, great... Lady Sylina is saved! But... Lady Inra~ it's no use being angry now, because I'm already dead~]
[Yinla: ...]
[Yinla: ???]
Yinla: "Pfft!"
It's all ruined!