132-131 Different World Thoroughbred

 A few days after the witchy secret talk between Prati and Zos Saira.

 The Witch King came to our farm.

'Not long ago, my saint, it was not long before I had to visit you again! Because pleasant things always happen here, you know!

 The Demon King looks unusually excited.
 What in the world is the matter with you?

 Just as he said, not much time has passed since he came to consult with Lettuce Slate to take care of her, and for the Demon King, who should be busy conquering and ruling the former human country, his visit has a rather unnatural short span of time.

''Demon King-sama, thank you very much for accepting my request and coming to visit us so quickly.

 Plati called him?

 Who do you think you are to summon the Demon King, who has complete control over humanity and is the greatest ruler on earth?
 Not the little mermaid princess!

I've always been indebted to the saint and his wife, so it's not surprising that they ask me for a favor. You have been given the opportunity to repay them for their kindness!

 Hahahahahahahahaha," the Demon King smiles cheerfully, but it's not his usual tension.
 What the hell is going on?

Your Majesty is the Son of Man, after all.
Whoa! Ms. Astares?

 Queen Astares?
 You're here with her?

His majesty is a man of principle, a man of principle, who always keeps a cool head and kills himself, but even so, there are times when he can't stop his childish desires.

 The scene where you can't control your childhood?

And now, my Demon Lord, I'm asking you to do me a favor.
Mm, he's bringing the whole thing with him!

 When the Demon King gave the signal, Grashara, the other Demon Queen, pulled the reins and the horse came with a cracking of hooves.

That's my horse, the Black Flame!

 It was a huge horse, so magnificent that I looked up at it.
 He was one size larger than the horse I knew, and his musculature was prolific to the point of being raised, but he was tight where it was tight, so he didn't look fat.

 Rather, he was shapely all over, and at first glance, he looked more like a strong thoroughbred than a thoroughbred.
 His hair was black, and his jet-black mane, which was also jet-black, flickered up, creating the illusion that a black flame was burning, just as its name implied.

''Black Flame is one of the Demon King's most favorite surging horses.

 And the Demon Queen.

However, she is devoted to riding horses to an extraordinary degree. All of the nearly 100 horses he raises there are owned by the Demon King.

 By the way, it seems to be Demon King Zedan's only abuse of authority.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for when you see it. Well, I find that part of him cute too.

 That's why he's so bizarrely excited this time.
 Also, Mr. Astares, you just casually fell in love with him, didn't you?

Hey, Astareth. Hey, Astareth, don't try to act like you're so smart that you're a childhood friend.

 Then the other Demon Queen Grashara said as if to make a connection with him.

It's no secret that the Demon King loves horses. It's nothing to brag about, even if you pointed it out to him. You're not the only one who knows everything about the Demon King," he said.
''Thanks for that. Grashara-san, a former infantry soldier, had a strange pride and refused to ride a horse even after being selected as the Four Heavenly Kings, but he changed his mind the moment he heard that the Demon King loved riding.

 A woman's battle is being fought.
 I would never poke my head into another family's bedroom. So I leave it alone.

 On the other side, the Demon King and Prathi are playing around with the conversation.

''........So, this Black Flame ship has inherited the highest bloodline with its father as Tornado and mother as Cardinalessa. He has inherited his father's toughness and his mother's belligerent nature, and he has been trained by himself to become the best fast horse in the world. He is also an excellent warhorse, and when I ride him, I feel that he is a perfect match for me. During the invasion of humanity, Black Flame was chosen as the horse to ride, and the tribesmen were overwhelmed by its majestic appearance and were completely captivated by it...!

 Demon King, you talk too fast when you talk about horses.
 But will you be okay? As for what's to come...?

''Truly, he is the best fast horse worthy of the Demon King's beloved horse. This one is perfect as a material!
About that.........is the story that you have been offered true? What about the idea of using this Black Flame as a stallion to create an even more powerful and famous horse?

 The Demon King suddenly started to get nervous.

"That means there is a mare that is as good as this Black Flame...? I hadn't heard of such a great horse, but on this farm, any insanity is not impossible.......!

 Was that what was bothering him and making him squirm?
 As an inimitable horse lover, it is easy to imagine that the fact that there is a famous horse that you don't know about is in itself a great shock.

 Perhaps, though, this is how Prathi asked the demon king this time.

 --It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to make a strong horse, so please provide me with a stallion.

 Or something like that.
 What the demon king has in his head is Davyta, if I, an otherworldly person, choose the right vocabulary to express it.

 Darwinism is Darwinism, where a strong stallion and a strong mare are crossed to create a stronger horse.

 Real horse owners do that with real horses, though. The inimitable horse lover, Maou-san, is probably addicted to this type of real horse racing.

 Just so you know, Demon King.

 The insanity of this farm seems to be beyond your imagination.

''Well, let's get started...''

 Zos Saira came out.

"Ho, that's a good horse. If we can use the horse's genes, we could create a high-performance homunculus.
"A horse-shaped homunculus!

 The Demon King is puzzled by the sudden appearance of an unfamiliar witch.

"But Mr. Zos? How exactly do you go about harvesting the genes from this horse?
You know what to do.

 Zos Saira started wearing some kind of tight rubber gloves!

"Squeeze it out.

 No, it's another world, so it's probably 'rubbery material gloves'.
 What are you going to do with your glove-wearing hand, Zos Saira?

''Please be extremely careful. This horse is very important to the other party, so we have to return it to them without a scratch, right?
"Don't be so obvious. Do you underestimate this 'Abyssal Witch'?

 The Demon King said, "What? Huh? The two of them proceeded to work briskly, leaving their confusion at ease.

 Sleekly approaching the horse.........
 Great, it's a strange opponent, but the horse isn't alarmed at all.
 Anyway, Zos Saira crouched down at the horse's side........
 Reaching towards its abdomen........

 Ah, ah..........

 Are Uso's horses that long?

 You mean like that?
 ! Just like milking a cow?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Huh? Huh? Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?

 The demon king is perplexed too.
 While we were bewildered and upset, Zos Saira finished her work safely.

Okay, we found a lot of food.

 Before I knew it, the leather bag I had brought with me was full to the brim.

"All we need to do now is to use this material as a base material for culturing in our lab, cross it with the various genes we have in stock, and create a superior horse-shaped homunculus.
How long is this gonna take?
We'll give you a month.

 Prathi and Zos Saira talking to each other at their own pace.
 The Demon King and I can't help but be stunned.
 On the other hand, Astares and Grashara and the two demon queens with red faces at the back.

 And the Black Flame with a very clear expression on its face.

 Demon King.
 I'm sorry.

 What these guys are trying to do is not the way you might have imagined.

 If I may speak in my own way from another world.
 The game they are trying to play is not dabi*ta........

 ...it's a mega-*n.