Sereska: Good morning, Your Highness Beatrice, I have some sad news to tell you. The news of the death of our beloved Queen has been delivered earlier by a messenger from the Holy See.
Beatrice: ...(Has the messenger been detained?)
Ceresca: You are now automatically crowned the new king.
Beatrice: ...(Who wants to be the one!)
Sereska: For the sake of the Chancellor of Finance, we have canceled the enthronement ceremony and replaced it with a new research laboratory for you.
Beatrice:... Okay (Plan pass√)
Sereska: By the way, please go and comfort the servants left behind by Her Majesty Freya as soon as possible.
Beatrice: Your servant?
Seresca: Yes, they are your best weapons... Please complete the handover as soon as possible.
Beatrice: ... I'm hungry, Arthur.
Sereska: I understand. Your Majesty, please change your clothes first.
Because her mother died at the hands of the leader of the Knights Templar, the research-mad princess was forced to ascend the throne at a precarious time and became one of the new demon kings...
She inherited her mother's throne, money, and youth and beauty that far surpassed hers. By the way, she also inherited her ministers (hou) and sons (gong).
Beatrice: Ouch! Who wants to be the king of the demon world who never has a weird way to die?