The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

The Saint, Maid and the Demon King’s Morning

Demon King Ashta had early mornings.

Usually, I would start my day by listening to the reports of the town administrators or the military commanders.

A mountain of documents would be waiting for me, and there was no time to waste lying in bed.

However, that was on most days.

As we would be leaving for marching today, neither Gottlieb nor Eve had sent me anything.

Perhaps they wanted me to rest and reserve my energy.

I was grateful for their consideration.

Thanks to them, I was able to sleep until 9 o’clock.