Black Haired King

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"Garru!!

You threaten me next to me, Rona. Rona is usually nice to everyone, but pretty hostile to a certain person. This is Rona, you're not trying to pull out a dagger. Don't you even roar?

Totally, how did this happen in the morning? When I sigh and see who Rona threatens.

"Ha, why would a nobleman want to live in such a big house? Even though I have to bother hiring to manage it. I don't know."

And he doesn't seem to care that he's being intimidated, and he sits on the couch looking great. Looks as great as my own house.

I'm not too loud for manners, like I'm from a civilian, but I wonder if I can come to a boulder and sit in a nobleman's house. It's like I'm still forgiving because it's me, and normally it's like Rona... because it should return more than that.

"... Look, Rona, calm down. There's no way you're gonna change what you say to this guy now, is there?

"But! He came here all of a sudden without even touching it, and he said," Oh, my God, he's alive. "Besides, I'm naming such a great attitude, Master Redius! I need to make you cry one shot here!

"Ha, I'll make you ring the other way. It's on the bed too."

A man who tells Rona back as he sits great in front of her. A Rank A adventurer, Laig, who previously asked for help on His Majesty's birthday when he got the Dragon's neck as a gift, returned those words. Don't listen to the boulders now.

"Hey, Reg. I'll kick your ass if you don't do something funny. Lorna's mine!

That's what I'm gonna say, and I'm gonna hold him to protect Rona. Rona, who was roaring earlier, has also solidified in my arms, and Laig looks as if she had eaten something too sweet. What the hell.

"... kah, how sweet you show me. I don't like sweets."

"I don't know."

Nobody's heard that, you son of a bitch. He said he was staring at me like that.

"Redius, prepare tea...... oh? Ladyus, Mr. Rona is turning her eyes with a bright red face, isn't she?

Victoria and the others came in just in time. Behind Victoria is Helena with Hellestia, and Patricia with Cecil, and Ares with Laig's slave women. Apparently, he went to brag about the kids.

The slaves of Leigh head toward Leigh with their loose faces. Reg is a little wary because things are different from normal. And then the little girl in the slave crosses on her lap as she faces Laig across the street.

And a girl who moves out pretentiously to rub her hips over Leigh. Hey, what are you doing, this girl?

"Laig. Well, I want a baby too. Shh!

"Hey, Meg, what the hell are you doing here!

Panicked by the movement on the boulder, Leigh grabs and hugs the girl's armpit, known as Meg, a meg that can be easily lifted because of the nearly 40cm height difference. Reaching for a little bit to pull on Reg, but not because Reg is reaching for it too.

You couldn't have seen it on the boulder. The other slave ladies pull the girl out of Leigh and leave the stripping room. I was hoping you could take Laig with you.

I came back after a while, but the girls get depressed and line up just like the slave women. The ladies apologized, but, well, I hope I couldn't start oozing here.

"So, what brings you here?

"Ah? Nothing. I heard you were dead. I just came to make sure."

... Hey, stop talking about that now. That makes us all hypersensitive. See, Patricia, who worked so hard yesterday to comfort you, is depressed again. My ears and tail are hectic.

When I hug Patricia like I did yesterday and fluff her ears and tail, one of the Laig women

…… Laig, why are you lying to me like that? He's not that easy to screw up, 'cause he was beating up when the baron who tried to do Reg a favor was laughing about the count, right?

To a woman with a face that looks sincerely strange and tilts her neck, Laig turns her face red and disproves. But you remembered it in the woman's words, and the other women were laughing and shaking.

The Hellenites, who had a slightly sword-soaked atmosphere, are also laughing at the sight and the stories they heard. I accidentally became a nigga, too. Heh.

"... what a jerk. He busted you, huh?

"Ha! If you can do it, do it! I'll pay you back!

I'm not scared at all that you said that in the blindfold. Still, if you mean to come, you're superior. I'll pay you back!

Staring at each other like that, I hear a knock on the door. When I replied, it was armed Grimd who came in. Is it that time already?

"Count, we're ready."

"Okay. Wasn't Blanca mad?

"So far so good, but you don't know when the Count gets close"

Grimd laughing bitterly. It's about him, so don't you really care that I wasn't there? Better than that, I'll have to do the same.

"Well, if you don't need anything anyway, go home. I have to get out of here now."

"Am I going somewhere?

"It's just a greeting."

I couldn't do it at all. Besides, some guys seem to be in trouble.