Shiva knelt in front of the throne and we followed suit. The air was so heavy that I couldn’t look up.
”It’s been a long time, Demon Lord. I apologize for the commotion my people made earlier.”
“It’s good to see you, Shiva. It’s good to see you. You seem to have quite an interesting family, can you introduce them to me?”
There was the same quiet and dignified voice as before. It seemed to be the voice of a demon king, after all. It was a surprisingly young voice.
”Yes. This lizardman child is my adopted son, Garon. Garon, please greet the Demon King.”
“Demon King, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Garon.”
Garon looked up and greeted him nervously.
“You look very different from the Lizardmen I know… Garon, how old are you?”
“Well, to be 13 and be able to fight like that. You did well.”
Garon was embarrassed by the compliment.
“So? Shiva, what’s with the person over there?”
Finally, I was brought up in the conversation. I was filled with suspense as I waited to be approached.
“My name is Miho, and Garon picked me up in the woods a while ago.”
“Ho, the woods. Garon, are you sure?”
“Yes, she was injured and stuck in the woods, so I brought her home.”
“Hmm, you seem to like her a lot. What is this human being to you?
Garon, feeling all better thanks to the praise, replied cheerfully.
”Yes. Miho is my emergency food!”
TN: “He a little Confused, but he got the spirit”