Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Lesson 46: Father's reward.

- Batan!

The tavern door opened in momentum.

One guy jumps out of there and runs downtown at night.

He pulls his legs together and tries to run away as he pushes down the stacked crate.

Not us letting it get away.

"Teresia, I'll get you!

"Of course, sss, that bastard. We're in the alley!

The fugitive made sure to roll into the narrow entrance and went in.

Giving them time to hide is a hassle.

I jumped on the roof with the power of a rake on both legs.

Run to the roof to get ahead.

It could have gone much faster than the cluttered ground.

And like blocking in front of a man, I stepped down to the ground.

"You can't run anymore! Grow up!

"Damn, kid. Huh!

A knife that lay low was pointed at me.

I waved my sword twice before that attack arrived.

- Bakiri!

wrist and clavicle of the opponent.

I let it go without pulling out my sheath. It doesn't take life, but it takes a healthy routine.

Repent while you heal in your chambers.

When the man fell unconscious, Theresia also arrived from the boulevard.

"Oh, that's a lady. It's brilliant."

"I don't care if I'm praised for this..."

Eater.

They say this man is a habitual eater.

I decided to go after the tremendous evil, and I even got the information with the magic props of communication, and it was the penniless eater who hunted me down...

Soon I got the habit of sighing.

- The next day.

My inexorable stupidity overflows in one of Grannia's lodgings.

It's Theresia who always responds.

Kevin is playing alone, and Fran is cheeky without me involved.

"Huh. I wonder if there's a more organized case? Arbitration of fights, protection of stray cats, food escapes and the capture of scammers. None of this."

"Well, well. Sure, every single one of them may be trivial, but that's why there are people out there who are helping!

"Yes, but come on. I want a bigger job."

The information brought from the magic props is all small scale for some reason.

Cat protection was a typical example.

Even though we are looking for them independently, they are not doing well either.

Though it was good that I decided to go after the great evil, I hadn't even grasped one of those scales.

"Still, it's odd that I can't find this much to look for. It's like someone with great power is hiding it..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Communication's in!

A subtle magic power came through the magic props.

This is a signal for communication.

When you see the display in a prayerful mood, there it is......

"Shirubi Akinkachichi is a Shirubi Fu"

What is this?

It's not a suspicious document... is it?

The last 'a fu', could it be your father?!

"Uh, is that your father?

"Yes, I can. I can. I can. I can.

All of a sudden I was surprised, but I think I can interact with your father now.

No, I guess I should say 'it's been' in this case.

I'll find out later than this why you put it that way.

"How about every one of you? I don't know if you're annoyed."

"When will you go back?"

"I had a lot of bits in it. I liked Shinobi. A fu."

"It's a delicious bread that the wasabi have been breading. There's a fu"

Frequent.

Is your father free or sends an amazing amount of correspondence every day?

He said he was interrupting someone else's communication.

I'm in trouble on the receiving side, too.

Anyway, I don't choose a time or a place to accept it.

For example, when I'm teaching Kevin to study.

"Ichi, no, no, no... no"

"Next..."

"Today is a good day. There's a phew who's gonna pound till the tempestuous day."

"Um, next to four, then five."

For example, when you're hunting down the bad guys.

"You can't run anymore, you expose-loving pervert!

"No way, I didn't mean for a beautiful girl to hunt me down...... happy now!

"There's a fuzz in my tempered pancreas"

"Charcoal extinguishing..."

"Huh? Am I going to be wiped out?!

"Uh, no, no! Another story!

This is the state.

It must be read at first reading, because it also contains some serious ones by another sender, so as to ignore them.

Well, it's from 90% of fathers.

I need to tell you something because keeping it this way can get in the way of my work.

'Father! This is not for chatter, it is forbidden to use anything other than work!

"No, I'm surprised there's a fu."

...... yeah.

That was a faster reply than ever.

I knew you weren't an easy father to pull.

But we have to do something to make it stop.

'Don't send it frequently! It's dangerous to be distracted while you're fighting the bad guys, isn't it?

Now the reply is slow.

Maybe this word worked.

"Ok, I can't go along with it. There's a phew."

Since that word, communication has really declined dramatically.

One morning and one evening at a time.

That seems to be your father's greatest concession.

I have no problem with that, so I sent out a reply as best I could.

Good morning, Rubi.

"Morning, Father. It's a beautiful day. '

"Good night, Rubi. Don't be too presumptuous."

"Good night. I'm not going to sleep after detailed work."

This exchange stabilized me.

It is indispensable every day and some kind of communication takes place.

By the way, does your father know?

This communication is shared in three countries.

I don't know what the butterflies are or what the bread is.

... well.

And the days went on unchanged.

He punished the little evil, sighed more, and only time passed.

One day, the good news came from an unexpected place.

Fran has spoken to me with a good face.

"Dear Sylvia, I finally found you. This must be a feat that has no place to lose anymore."

"Yeah, I don't know that. What have you found?

"Uzi bugs carrying a lot of crystals, right? It's a map of this place."

Fran put his finger on the big map and said.

We'll be ready to leave soon.

To not let you get away with the tail you finally grabbed.