Chronicles of an Aristocrat Reborn in Another World – the Apostle of the Gods Who Know No Self-Restraint

Cain is puzzled by Dalmatia, who suddenly kneels down and bows. Even when he became Cain's follower, he had never done this. However, Reservate sits down on the sofa and squints looking down at Dalmatia.

"You seem to know about your concubine ... if you're a peer?"

Dalmatia shakes his shoulders slightly and lowers his head further.

"Hey, what about Dalmatia like this, Liza ...?"

With a little bit of Cain's words, the reserve relaxes.

"I don't care about Cain. It's a lifesaver anyway."

Dalmatia stands up and prepares tea and puts a cup in front of each.

"I came out so suddenly that I have to return immediately. I can relax in this mansion for a while. But if I can transform like Dalmatia, can I ask you? I'll do it. "

With Cain's words on his chin and a little thought, Reservate smiled and nodded.

"It's your benefactor's request. I couldn't stand it. I understand."

When I said something in a whisper, I was sitting in the corner, hiding the corners, beautiful white, straight hair, and the reserve, which could be seen as a beautiful girl. Cain makes a throat involuntarily at the beauty.

"It would be helpful if I could stay there, because I can tell you the details from Dalmatia. Even so, Liza ..."

Cain knew immediately that it was Dalmatian's response, and that it was definitely a Demon King class.

"The concubine is a princess of a country, but he is not doing anything. He is free."

He glances at Dalmatia and slightly drags his chin, indicating a desire to synchronize.

"Well, do you know Seto ...?"

Reservate opens his eyes a little at the words.

"Don't you know Seto, too. Did you belong to Seto? Still, Cain, are you not afraid of the demons?" "Why? It ’s the same race as a beast, right? It ’s just a bit different…

Cain's answer laughs at the reserve.

"Ahhhhhhh. Or yes, that's the idea of the Lord. I understand. Even so, when you call him" Set ", it doesn't seem to be under his control ...? That's a "Maou" for the time being ... "

"Hmm, I guess Seto is like a friend .... I'm getting a lot of help, but Dalmatia is also working on this house with Seto's introduction."

In a fun conversation, Dalmatia was sweating cold. Dalmatia knows the identity of this reserve. What is the position in the demons? However, it is not what Dalmatia speaks, unless he or Cain says.

"Can you say that the Demon King is a" friend? "Is the Lord interesting? How about the concubine? Do you want to be that" friend "?" "Yes, that's fine."

Cain replies and gives her right hand.

"What is this ...?"

Cain leans on Reservate's question.

"I don't know how to shake hands? Hold each other's hands. It's like a greeting from a friend.

Cain grasps Reservate's hand, holding his right hand curiously.

"Like this"

Looking down at the hand held, Reservate loosens his cheeks slightly.

"Is this a shaking hand? It's not bad. It's my first time."

Release your hands, sit back on each other, and Cain begins to explain further.

"I'll come here at night, but I have to go back a little bit, so I'm slow. I asked for Dalmatia, room preparations."

Cain relocated the reservation to Dalmatia and moved away.

Reservate smiles in the room where only Reservate and Dalmatia remain.

"Are Dalmatia and Cain interesting? Will it be taken care of for a while?"

Dalmatia bows deeply as he corrects his posture to the words of Reservate.

"I'm afraid, I'll give you a great role, I'll do my best, the Princess," "Um, I asked you. "

The word Dalmatia immediately ran for food.

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After the two disappeared, the arena was dominated by silence. Demons and mysterious men suddenly disappeared. And Garms who is fainting and rolling with a blow.

“……… is this ……?”

Voice of sight echoes in the hall of silence. It was with the telestairs who were watching in the grandstand.

"What the hell happened ... Garms said he was the strongest in the country ..." "... Yeah, he said that."

Rirutana answers Telestia's question. Only silk was thinking silently.

A stretcher comes out to the arena, casts a recovery magic on Garms, and is carried on. And the broadcast from the host continued.

"Um ... this is a message from the organizer. That's all for today. Let's go home with care."

Even the unrecognizable spectators, one after another, will sit back one after another and follow their way home. At that time, the door was opened and Cain came back.

"Well, the restrooms are crowded ... wait, what is that?

Watching the audience return from the guest seat, Cain tilts his head.

"It's late, Cain-sama! There was something hard!" "Yes ... I missed it ..."

Cain bitterly rubs her chin with a fingertip.

"Then, the viewing is over and we'll go to the next place."

The students, who included Terestea in the words of the accompanying teacher, stood. It is a little earlier than expected, but it is going to the next place. Cain walks with the other students for directions. At that time, Cain turned around and hit his shoulder from behind. There-a smiling, silk standing up.

"What happened to silk?"

In response to the words, Silk smiled with a smile and looked close to Cain's ear.

"Isn't that ---- Cain's right? Teres didn't notice. Tell me later."

Leave only one word and run to Telestia.

"... Why did you do that ...?"

Stunned Cain was standing there until a clerk called out.