Demon Noble Girl ~Story of a Careless Demon~

"Dear Yurcia, the mayor of the Inn Town has come up to greet you"

"Yeah, let me through."

Arriving in Accommodation Town close to Wang Capital, we are renting out the finest accommodation in this town.

No, it didn't have to be rented out, but there were no other nobles, and when I was supposed to stay, the merchants who were staying voluntarily moved to the other inns.

Listening to that alone feels like I'm feared or hated, but I'm not.

Some of the big chambers of commerce, along with the mayor, came to greet you.

"Thank you very much for your attention today. And our“ club ”was eagerly awaiting the return of the princess. It is a great pleasure to see you safe. Congratulations on your return, Princess Eurusia."

"" "Congratulations" "

"Yeah, thanks"

"As for you, I know that you are more heartfelt than we are, but I really want to take you in."

"Is this...?

It's in the Hippopotamus Waffle from our town name.

"Ho ho... that's a lot“ heavy "

"It's filled with our thoughts."

"Well, I guess that's a treat with so many thoughts."

"It's already tightly filled with“ golden ”glow inside"

"Hehe, it's worse than that."

"Ha, you're no match for a princess."

"" Ha-ha-ha ""

"... what are you doing, you guys"

Seeing how we were like that, Rick, who was drinking tea in the same room, muttered the same dialogue with his sitting eyes as he did when he was reunited.

By the way, some of the waffles were packed with plenty of golden custard cream.

On that day, when we arrived in Accommodation Town in a Versenian giant carriage, we encountered "a line of fake brave men”.

The fake has a suspended eye and one more clothing line than the real one - there's no such thing as, normally, you only had a difference between the color of your hair and the number of people.

Well, I don't care, but for better or worse, you spoke to the carriage at the Duke of Versenia's house, didn't you? With that said, you were off the carriage stamp? I don't mind that far. The moment that one of them fooled my name, I was full of killing in the carriage.

Not mine, the others. Even if Nia and Tina had no choice, it was Sherry who was releasing a stronger killing spirit than the brave men of the Holy King. Don't blur.

For now, dealing with fakes was good for disrespect or perjury, but because they didn't realize this one, I thanked them for letting me be an "experimental subject”.

I was a Tess of the Other World, getting ideas from fake milk filled with dreams, hope and love, and researching special procedures for troubled girls.

To tell the truth, it was much easier than bringing darkness to a man's shining scalp.

In any case, to bring darkness to the scalp, it was necessary to use multiple higher sacred magic to revive the dead roots, but all you had to do was add special nutrients to deflect the blue fruit.

Still, I noticed it was a little too much to use without experimenting with humans, so it was just fine.

"Bianca, Flora, send us all"

"" Yes, Princess. ""

Two girls in knightly clothes, who held back near the door to my words, guide the mayor and the merchants outside, who finished their greetings. Direct contributions to me are against the rules.

These two newcomers are the two girls who were in that 'fake brave line'.

The blonde is sixteen in Bianca and the brunette is seventeen in Flora.

I could have arrested him, but he's an experimental subject because of it, so I let him use it effectively. Well, it's usually the death penalty if it stays that way.

The two of them thankfully synthesized [the covenant] because they were given eternal loyalty to me as to how they had a complex in their body shape for a minute that looked somewhat better than average.

Our escort knights asked me to fill in the young, and I'm a former mercenary, so I can do rough things, I'm loyal, and I can hire you at the statutory minimum wage! (Important here)

And they have a great future ahead of them, whose future is determined by [contract] to become a demon and become a full-time employee of our company.

Why don't you call it a business appraisal while I'm at it?... More people like them could cut expenses.

To tell the truth, some of them didn't seem very tasty. Those two escaped men tasted sucky.

It was you, Rick, my cousin from the King's Capital, Prince of the Holy King Taliteld, who defeated those two men, His Royal Highness Ludrick, the [jihadist] of the Holy King's Brave Party.

Apparently rumors of my return have been passed on to the Wang Capital as well, and Rick came looking for me with his uncle's life, forgiving his grandfather and father for trying to find me by leaving your job alone. Rick was alone on that spot when he said he had pulled his escort knight apart because of a hurry on the road.

"So... shall we hear the explanation? Eurcia."

"..."

I also pull unexpectedly into the eyes of Rick in his angry cage.

Looks like Rick is angry that I walked away without even contacting him for two years and worried about all sorts of people.

Rick was also 16 years old and over 180 cm tall, and he still seems to be growing, which was pretty decadent. I already feel like I said youth rather than boy.

Rick's mother, Elea, used to say when we were young, "Rick's gonna be like her husband," but she did grow up, but not like her uncle and grandfather.

About halfway between your uncle and your father? My grandmother and Lady Elea's genes seemed to have done a good job, and Rick, who became sturdy, had our escort knights making a cakey noise.

Did the contents also grow up with such an appearance, and I didn't do anything to grab my arm at the mercy of my strength, even if my emotions were as high as they used to be.

That kid Rick's grown up! That Rick!

"Why are you looking at me like that..."

"Nothing? How's your father doing more than that? What about your grandmother or Lady Elea?

"You missed the point... okay"

With a deliberately loud sigh, Rick leaves his back on the luxury inn couch - a luxurious looking couch but giddy - sits back and faces me once again.

"You are royal too. Let's talk about the details."

"Wait, Lüdrick. If that's what you're talking about, me and Mr. Sherlind will take our seats off..."

As Rick tried to speak out, Noel, who was present, spoke as if he had panicked a little.

Oh, I'm calling Rick away at some point. I was' Your Highness' before...

So is the relationship between the two of them, but I feel a little different from the two of them before. I know it's been a lot different because it's two years of a lot of time, but it's more fundamental - I don't know what to say... I feel the puncturing “fever” that I've felt since the two of us before settled down.

For that matter, I feel the “heat” from Lynne is getting stronger, but I didn't really understand what that was at this time.

"No, listen to Noel, too. I'm gonna need your help, too. Countess Orallen..."

Rick sees me for some reason without looking at Shelley.

"Shelley... well, you'll be fine"

"Of course, I haven't heard anything but Yul."

"... let's do it"

………

I don't know why, but he had a head like Noel had a headache in the corner of his sight.

Rick's story is not much different from what I've heard before. I mean, I'm getting tired of hearing it, too. But there was also new information.

"Actually, I have information that Lord Christopher has arrived near the King's capital."

"What... who?

"... our great-uncle, His Royal Highness the King."

"Ah, I see.... why!?

All of a sudden the enemy generals are coming this way, or what's going on? Maybe the Confederates are attacking us?

"No, I'm not. He's here alone, or just a handful of subordinates."

"How could you do such a dangerous thing? Like some kind of trap?

"Not unlikely, but the information is coming from him - Lord Christopher has applied for a meeting with His Majesty the King."

"Keep the rebellion going. Talk? You're just gonna end up in custody on the spot, aren't you?

"I'm politically sorry it's not that easy because if you hold me poorly, the Confederate Army might throw away a bowl of march or something..."

"Peace on favourable terms... or something?

"There's no need for him to come either."

All of them are lacking in decision-makers as much as I can think of, and on the contrary, I can't read the intention.

"For that reason, Eurusia is asked to enter the King's Capital immediately. Just because you're here would be a lot more advantageous for the royal side."

Meh, it's hard. I don't know what to do with politics or me......

"I came here to see your father, so I hope it's on schedule."

"It is possible that it will not go as planned. It would be advantageous if Eursia, the Virgin and hero of this country, were here with the right to inherit the throne, but if Eursia were also detained on that side, this one would not be able to move properly."

"Right. Lucia has a lot more influence than I, the [brave], or Lyudric, the royal [jihadist]."

"We'll protect you from Yul.

I think your grandfather and father will move bluntly even though he thinks he has no choice as a nobleman just to restrain me. I'm not complacent about it, but abandoning me may also cause rebellion from the people.

But what the three friends in front of me right now care about is me being assassinated.

It would be best for Brother Wang to capture and use me, but if nothing is going to happen, killing me would just be less negative than living.

Whether it's doable or not.

"Okay. Then let's head to the king's capital."

"Yes, Master Yul."

Lucia and everyone else, I'll protect them.

"Let's hurry as much as we can. … but"

In the air we all cheered up (except me), I glanced over at the window with a frown as to whether Rick had any anxiety.

"... are you sure you want to leave me alone?

"Ah."

I still hear words like prayer from outside by multiple women.

In short, they've heard that chest armor has gained thickness, that certain layers of women are wrapping something together for a meeting or a prayer.

... Can't we have another weird “party” or something?

I want to think it's my fault that I feel like I heard Tina not here right now in a voice I hear from outside more than that.

What are you doing, you...