Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 45: Nanny.

- Shakri, Shakri.

Eastern part of the continent.

Apparently there's a tip for the case, so we headed to Grania.

It's a country I haven't investigated yet, so I think it's just fine.

- Shakushak!

East of the continent in one bite, it's very wide.

Even though exploring a large city is a huge task, if you think about small settlements, villages, and even caves, you don't know how many years it will take to investigate.

- Gory, gory, gory!

"Teresia, let's just meet the king. He's the most knowledgeable person in the country."

"Grania's top, isn't she the emperor? The lady is so sorry to see someone on such a cloud!

"Because of your father. I'm sure you'll see me without a problem. Just..."

"Ah...... I hope you'll just take care of yourself while you're watching."

Four worried eyes gathered in Fran.

She takes potatoes from a sack of hemp that she has a handful of and carries them into her mouth in an extended manner.

It's quiet while I'm feeding you something, but when I'm free with my mouth, this time it becomes extensively poisonous.

He's such a nasty companion that he wants to sew his mouth together.

"What's wrong? Looking at my beauty with envy doesn't change my ugliness."

Yeah, pretty much like this.

Comments like unshakeable self-love and contempt for others are socially dancing.

I don't mind if they do this even on important occasions.

"Fran, talking about beauty with your imo-stuffed mouth isn't convincing, sss. Don't say anything extra, because I'm going to see the Great One."

"I'm just telling the truth. It doesn't interfere with extra information."

"Yes, sir. Whether it's the truth or the butt or whatever, just be quiet, sss."

Nothing was answered to Theresia's request, and she began chewing potatoes again.

You would have heard me, so let's hope for the rest on our conscience.

And then this doesn't matter, but I've never seen anyone eat potatoes raw before.

That's how it came Grania.

When we got to the palace, we responded quickly everywhere.

The gate soldier moved acne and someone like Mr. Home Affairs came right up and was then led to the office.

There Mr. Arnault looked from among the piles of paperwork and said as he showed pale skin.

"Oh, that young girl... you've gotten a lot more riddled!

"Long time no see, Mr. Arnault. How have you been?

"I don't know if I'm well... but I've managed to live every day!

I meant to say a mild greeting, but I got an unexpectedly heavy reply.

I can't believe you're getting words about living and dying.

After all, are you busy having the title Emperor?

"Is it Lord Toshiyoshi of Plenicia, Theresia, who is holding back behind you? My lord Julius, I'm so proud of you!

"I am honored to compliment you, Your Majesty the Emperor. My father and I will continue to crush each other through untiring efforts and loyalty."

"No, with that youthfulness... you're a star of the lady. Isn't Lord Sylvia worthy of relying?

"Yeah, yeah. Right."

People who don't know her well usually say this.

I know what you look like everyday. From your point of view, you're stuck with the answer.

- Lady, I want to sleep till after lunch today. Shall we suck together?

- Ma'am, I flipped a box of salt. - Hehe, seriously. I'm sorry. Shh.

After seeing you like this, I'd like to hear your assessment again.

I think so. Am I twisted?

"Well, don't look at the lady behind you the first time. Is she some knight, too? Or the daughter of a good house."

"Whoa, Uzi bug, know yourself as much as you pry at me. What are you going to do with it? What mischief with my meticulous information..."

"You know, this kid says Fran, we're just working together for a second!

"Dear Sylvia, I'm still in the middle of a conversation. Wouldn't it be rude to break in there?

"Don't worry, eat it too!

Potatoes in that mouth before extra words pop up.

She gets a 'well, okay' look with that.

"Work? From what I hear, were you chasing illegal people buying?

"Until now, yes. I'm looking for a wider range of bad guys right now. Don't you know anything about that?

"Hmm. There are a lot of mud and rioters, but as an organization..."

So Mr. Arnault started fishing for the documents on the desk.

- Yura-ri.

A bunch of high stacked documents is about to collapse.

But I was just about to collapse, and I stabilized again with the perfect balance.

Is it even threaded inside?

"Last year, there was an incident in which crystal stones that could be picked on Mount Tak were taken by armed groups. A number of vendors delivered complaints at the time, but they stopped hearing about it recently, too"

"Crystal stone?

"It's a raw material used in demonic crystals. When a magician uses his magic, he becomes a magic crystal."

"You had a case where that would be taken away. Did they steal a lot?

"It was stolen several times from a number of excavators. But there is only enough money exchange to resell large quantities of crystal stones. So I was eyeing the markets in all countries..."

"Didn't you make a move?

"Your answer. If it wasn't for the gold, it would mean he wanted the crystal stone itself. But I don't know why the bandit thing is."

Crystal robbery.

It's unprecedented information, but what happened last year?

It's going to be empty on the ground from now on.

"Lord Silvia. If you want new information, do you want to present this magic trick?

"That's small, isn't it? Is that a magic trick?

"The operator can send a short text to the owner of this small hand. There's a crystal plate embedded in the wrist, and that's where it appears."

When I actually looked at it after I received it, it was just like I said it was made.

There is no discomfort when I try it on and I don't seem to have any problems handling it.

"If you are with Registria, Grania, or Plenicia, you can get in touch with them. If we have any good information, we will tell Lord Sylvia."

"Thanks. Can't you get in touch with me from over here?

"It's possible. Speaking to the crystal board with trace amounts of magic, the words fly as they are. Once sent, all three countries will be contacted."

"It's convenient. Well, I guess I'll send you something to try."

I'm thrilled with my first demonic prop.

I wonder what words I'd like.

Nice to meet you, hello, how are you feeling?

Um, what do I do?

"If it's a test submission, you don't have to worry about it. The recipients are accustomed to it, so even if they fail a little, they will understand."

"Bye...... Nice to meet you, Sylvia."

"Tell me about delicious potato dishes"

"Hey, Fran?!

Suddenly Fran or I interrupted.

It's like I asked you a question about cooking.

What kind of judgment would a case like this make?

The answer turns out after some silence.

"First, cook the stuffed meat until you have eyes."

"Then we'll also fry the chopped potatoes."

'Once seasoned with salt, sprinkle with basil and it's done'

Thank you very carefully, and I'm sorry.

How kind of people over there are.

Or maybe it's serious.

Because he also responded to communications that could be treated like such a jerk.

Or this, it's not an easy substitute for asking about recipes, is it?

"Fran...... you hey"

"Oh, did you notice anything? It's a test, isn't it much more meaningful than that?

"For you! I'm serious about using it in the future, so no kidding!

"I'm serious. I really needed cooking."

"Yeah. Just shut up for a second."

Fran kept eating raw potatoes while I said that.

Her shaking too freely made me feel a little irritated and dazzled.