"Haha! Right, that maid of yours is my husband's cheating attendant! Yuki's a bad guy, too. Ah!
A wagon that rocks from one to the next... no more wagons.
In it, Cat Beast Man - Nyer laughs happily.
"haha......"
I overwhelm her with bitter laughter.
... Nevertheless, 'Nyah!' Or.
You tell me, Cat Beast Man, after all. 'Nyah!'.
... No, you're not. Is this the result of my skills?
Thanks, Cat Beast Man's words seem somewhat dull, but that seems to be the end of the line as a result of my 'language translation' skills translating them.
Language translation skills…….
"So the child is the child with his wife?
Sitting between my knees scratching my horseshit and watching En be more alert to herself, Nyaya grins and asks so.
"Right, like that"
Now Leffi's fangs are fused together.
I should be able to say that it is her child now.
…… En, son of the Lord?
"That's what I think. I'm not your parent."
"I don't hate it. I'm so happy."
"Oh, well. Good for you."
I answer to En, who replies to the taste of food, with a little pressure.
This kid, that's the one, right? You look faceless and you're actually quite emotional.
I don't mind because it's cute.
"What, the way you put it, the blood's not connected?
"It's a little special."
"... I guess so"
It reached my ear that Haloria, who knew En's main body was the sin behind me, groaned so bossly on the side.
"Hey Naia, if you ask me too much, I'll be rude."
And, sitting next to Nyer, a girl with a hat all over her robe and an old cane, a magician-style outfit to see - Meere embarrasses the cat beast man next door.
She is a demon clan called The Witch Clan.
It's just, well, even if there's a racial trait in the Demonic Nation that has a lot of magic, among other things, physical traits such as horns growing and unique tattoos on the body are not particularly so much this, so unless you look at it with a magical eye, it just seems like a human girl.
... Even the robe can't be deluded enough, you might say it's characteristic that it's a tulpeta.
Well, maybe it's just this kid's trait.
"? What is it?
"Oh, no, I thought you had a big cane."
"Oh, is this it? This is a magic aid that we witch people are made to have when they grow up. Without it, magic works, but with it, magic control is easier."
"Heh..."
Right, is that what a wand does?
I think I'll make one, too. Maybe I can make it out of weapon smelting.
Um, let's consider it.
"- What, huh? Adults?"
"It's a hard face to say anything, but I'm an adult woman with a history. Do you mind? I'll say it again. I'm an adult."
"Ooh. Adult. Okay."
I snorted at Mire, the witch's daughter, who kept her face close to me.
"... how old are adults?
"Fifteen."
That's what Leila would do to me and to my questions that she asked me.
I see...... I mean, that's it.
I'm sure I've been ridiculed for looking like a child before, and I regret it every time.
So this is how you insist that you are an adult because you are finally 15.
Don't worry, witch girl. Fifteen would still have room for growth.
That tulpeta, too, should be resolved over the years.
... No, well, I don't know if this kid is near fifteen.
There's a guy in our dungeon who's lived and looked like a junior high school student for over a thousand years, and he doesn't really look like an athlete in this world.
Array may be a bit of an extreme example, but possibly a race that doesn't get older and older.
"Huff, these kids witches are a species that doesn't get much bigger in body. She's cute."
"Cah, hey, hey, Louine, come on, hiccup"
That's how I hugged Meale as she spoke and suddenly started twitching her body - Louine.
The race is "Tenzel Devil," Demonic.
It grows horns that hang forward from the side head and the devil's tail.
She is a very fleshy adult woman, quite seductive, and a beautiful woman.
In fact, most of the other passenger men in the carriage are looking toward Louine, loosening their cheeks sloppily, and conversationally sending a glaring glance at me near her.
The sight of both bastards hurts, so please wear some more thick clothes.
... or is it?
This witch daughter says she's unlikely to grow any more.
Oh, my God, he was right about my predictions for the tragedy, too.
"Hey, what is it? Those pitiful eyes."
"Live strong, you witch girl"
"Witch girl!?
To a stunned meale, Naia and Louine laugh.
- They're a party of adventurers tasked with escorting carriages, and they've been working together for a long time.
Naia, the Cat Beast Man, is in the class of scouts, Meeret is a magician, and Louine is the "Sword Dancer," which once strikes the avant-garde.
I asked Leila about the sworddancer and she said that she is in a class where she activates magic by dancing and fights with a double sword while placing her opponent in a state anomaly.
Oh, you think wearing thin clothes is also to make it easier to nail enemy gaze and hang the magic of an abnormal state?
... It would certainly work great. Especially against men. It's still working.
Then when I ask if it works against me near it, too, I try to gaze at her, and En on my knees blindfolds me, so I'm fine.
Attractive resistance is all (blood tears).
By the way, when the escort says it's okay to mess around in the carriage like this, he doesn't mind because the other adventurer parties are escorting him outside right now.
They say it's a little while before they take turns, and they have a solid rotation with the adventurers who are resting as well.
Well, I guess the escort won't allow just one party.
... and now there is an adventurer position in the demonic world, which is the domain ruled by the Demons.
They seem to have different jurisdictions than the humans on the boulder, but the job description is pretty much the same, and some of them seek further inspiration, they come all the way from the city of humans to the demon world to do adventurers, and some drunken humans are also chilling.
The demonic world is a complete meritocracy, so if you're strong, you won't be seen down there, be you human.
That said, they're really a handful of them.
"What is a witch daughter, what is a witch daughter! Very unwillingness. Correct me."
"Oh, right. Sorry... you were a fine adult lady. Look, I'm gonna put up some candy, so fix your mood."
"You're rude outside this guy!?
What, you don't like candy that much?
Then I'll feed you this, even to En.
"Ha ha! Yuki, you're a funny guy!
Hit my shoulder with a bash as Nyer bursts into laughter.
That's how we keep making fun of ourselves in a swinging car.