Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 31: Uncle Is Sweet

Some time after the disturbance in Goldina, I came to Uncle Chris.

We talked to them in correspondence after we caught the people in the example organization.

Soon afterwards, the soldiers and the staff arrived, and they took everyone they caught away somewhere.

And this is how I came to the register to report the upside down.

"This isn't the kitchen, is it?

I hear that it was the clerk's office that was guided...

Yet there are few documents and books, and there are lots of geeks and seasonings and camads.

"It's coarse tea, please"

"Thanks, but I don't need it because I'm gonna be fat."

What was offered was something yellow, purple trembling.

Can I call this tea......?

It reminds me of a treat called pudding that you used to feed me.

This must also be sweet enough to give you a headache.

Mireia would jump, but I wasn't good at sweetening either way.

"No, you were handy. I didn't expect you to solve it overnight."

"I clapped myself out, too. Something I didn't respond to at all."

"Whatever it feels like, one leaping criminal organization has disappeared. That's a great achievement."

"I don't know about that."

Sounds like what I caught was Goldina's affinity.

It makes me feel heavier naturally when I think such a person was carrying a load of evil.

Even in the midst of being thus praised for letting go, I was in a complicated mood.

"Dear Sylvia, by the way"

"Dear, don't do this, uncle."

"Okay. So long, Sylvia Tantan."

"Stop that more"

"I'll take care of this. Because this is no longer a level beyond the control of the individual, but an international judgment."

"International Judgment?

"Goldina has committed a major breach of the agreement. Or the chancellor will take the lead, yes. In this way, it will be the heads of state who will judge him."

"It is. It's too big a story. Please wait."

"Now let's pay the reward. Your father tells you to appreciate your hard work."

You mean you get paid?

Thank you for your honesty.

If I run out of travel money, I'll have to encourage my day job.

I don't hate to work, but you have trouble delaying your investigation.

"Thanks. How much is it?

"Right. How about 200 gold coins?

"A lot! Five or so is fine!

These people are really too sweet for me.

If I hadn't been careful, I wouldn't have figured out what approach to spoil it.

By the way, if I had fifty gold coins, I'd be able to stay in the inn for a year or so.

"Then I'll give it to you right away. Because I'm going back to your father?

"Yeah. Something that hasn't left home for half a month yet. You don't have to go home yet. And..."

I glanced behind my back.

There is a large pot in a simple kamado.

Of course what I care about is the other side of it, not the cookware.

He is my sister and brother who sit scared of the couch.

"I wanted to bring those kids back to the village. I'm going to be on my way right now."

"Really? I can arrange for you to have it handed down."

"That's it, it has to be me. People are too distrustful."

"Hmm. I'm a victim of a kidnapping riot. I can't help it."

In fact, the two of them haven't got their hands on the tea served (something named).

I don't know if it's because of the distrust that comes from the case or if it's suspicious about the beverage in front of me.

Regardless, the village of Iris is far from the register.

I didn't mind just the travel expenses on hand, but if you get paid, don't worry.

I received the leather bag on my way home and then left the room.

Then after a brief preparation we headed to the village of Registry Iris.

I tried to replace the reward I received with a purse, but when I looked inside I felt uncomfortable.

"One, two, sa..., it's got seven in it!

I said five sheets would be good. That guy...

A closer look also contained small pieces of paper.

That was a letter from Uncle Chris.

"Two of the seven are from me. Now eat even a delicious treat '

"Not at all. Because it's really sweet."

Two pieces added like fractions are a lot of money to me.

But I feel warm somewhere. I can't hate this money.

Thanks for all this time. Shall I use it?

"Mim, what's your favorite food?

"Uh, yeah. Dragonflies!"

"Mm-hmm. Where's Mia?

"Am I... Werewolf meat"

"Cuun."

"It's okay, Colo! Don't be frightened?

This is the guy who can't solve both with money.

Uncle Chris's proposal must have felt like it was going to flow.

If you don't want to use it for dinner, maybe you can donate it to the other family.

When I was thinking about that, Mim, you spoke to me in a straight voice.

"Siubiya, hey, can I ask you something?

"What? Ask me anything."

Still tiny, Mim. You don't seem to be able to pronounce 'Sylvia'.

Cute, already.

"You know, yeah. How can you, Siubiya, have a better mune than Mia?

"Ohhhh......"

Got hit.

I can't believe even a swordswallowed desolate couldn't hurt me, inflicting deadly damage.

Heh, that worked, Bowes.

"You know, I'm a swordsman. Is that why you made it so easy to move?

"That's right! That's why you're a petanco!

- Do-on!

My mindset landscape mom.

Is this the one who's innocent of violence?

Destructive power is not bad for no cloudiness.

That's enough.

Mim, you'll have a tickling system later.

I'm not letting you go until you get tears in your eyes!