Demon Noble Girl ~Story of a Careless Demon~

The journey is going well. I've never been found out I'm Eurusia in a lodging town before.

But, well, this is still within the Critical Holy King, but it's also suspicious if you know me too blah, blah, blah.

Most people didn't even know there was a civil war when they said it was the South, which was the heart of the rebels.

"Those who believe will be saved! Because I believe in you, God, who has descended into this world."

In the square of the Inn Town, a skinny woman in her twenties or so spoke to the passers-by like that.

Even in a country like this, the people of the Holy Kingdoms are so faithful. No, maybe you can believe in God purely because it's a region with little stuff. But I don't think it's the same as the rich goddess Costology, which is the national religion.

"What the hell? Suspicious emerging religion, huh?

"It's really lamentable. After all, the national religion of the Holy Kingdom should also believe in our queen"

Axel and Rose, who are supposed to be unfriendly, are standing side by side saying stupid things, but I can agree in that they are suspicious.

I'm guessing you're not even from another strange emerging religion, are you? Speak of Giri. If such a thing is coming as a royal, you can't overlook it.

I'm in the shopping district of Inari Town for a break, and a little bit of a good lady-style outfit wearing a Tsugahiro hat, I ask about the religion I preach in the square while buying a shocking pink Micah from my fruit selling aunt.

"Oh, you're a beautiful lady. Is that it? I have no idea what god you believe in or what doctrine is, but my daughter or the tailor's daughter can come in, too. But it's polite, and we've been faithful to Master Costol for generations, and I keep saying it's good to believe, so I don't know."

"Heh..."

More and more suspicious. I'm telling you to believe in God, and it's okay to have a double faith with other gods? Besides, even though I preach, I don't teach God's name or doctrine, or I'm full of suspicion. I'm sure he's a terrible god.

"Oh, that's our daughter."

When my aunt turned her eyes to you because she gave me additional information, a girl in her late teens or so, who looked just as good to my aunt, was talking to a woman who was preaching with several girls.

These are ordinary girls who haven't changed anything in particular. Although it doesn't feel like indulging in a otherwise suspicious religion, if anything, I feel that the girls and women are somewhat alike in impression.

"... hmm?

Looking at them somehow, a maid of honor clothes girl, like she had seen somewhere in her blonde curly hair, appeared at their place where there was nothing particularly strange, and she muttered something, and they looked up at the blonde curly maid of honor with their kneeling, sparkling eyes, and the blonde curly maid gave them a black grain, as if it were dry seaweed, taken out of their nostalgia.

……………

Is that it? What is this...?

I felt like they all had similar impressions for some reason, but you're all in very slender shape.

As I watched silently with my jizzy eyes, a blonde curly hair suddenly began to look around me and came to me on a little small run.

"Lord, you were here. My errands are over."

"... go"

I gently distanced myself and blew Tina's forehead across the street with a decopin as she walked away.

Who is the living god?

It was going to be a mess in that lodging town, so I escaped the lodging town at my discretion. Axel and his delightful companions were booming and booming, but Rose took them back so they grew up.

No, you guys weren't close...? It's a sibling setting, even though it's human and demonic, so maybe there's something that goes through even if we stick together on the surface.

... what? Victim's party? You have no idea what you're talking about.

That's why I have to find a place to stay today because I've soaked up one of the lodging towns. I don't hate it in a camping mood for nothing carriage and wild boarding, or rotting meat on a wolf I stopped by, but I became the feather of searching for a place to stay because I bullshit about the accelerator of the bonbong attribute and the fact that Rose, luxuriously accustomed to the devil's beak and corrupted, can't sleep unless she's in bed.... Rose, are you going to sleep in the devil's ass in the first place?

Apprentice my fanny because he says he enjoys chasing floating spirits around in chainsaws all night in ruins. I don't like it though.

"You know, you're an obnoxious person, you don't realize you're dead, so you're so scared when you go after him ~"

"Good for you, Fanny. Was it good?"

By the way, chainsaws are the same magic rechargeable as magic swords and are handled in my 'Yul Seafood'. It has nothing to do with seafood, does it?

As I dust listening to my squire like that, Noah, who was the man of the day, opens a small window and reports to me.

"Dear Eurcia, they say Nia found the village about a half hour by carriage from here. They also have an inn because it's big there, how about it?

"There you go. I'm sorry, but I need you to go back to Nia and secure the lodging."

"Yes, sir."

It's good to find a place to stay for now.

But it's no longer the territory of the Holy King, is it? It sounds good when it comes to the state, but it's hard to say the country. It's a troublesome place to come and go because there are tens of thousands or so small countries with a hairy population in the city that are chaotic and have no prosecutors because the borders are vague and vague, but there are occasional skirmishes.

Since most of those countries trade and agriculture are the main industries, I wouldn't have a problem with it if it went through the main street with the lodging town, but... is that it? Did you flag me?

Well, we arrived in the village. It's not as insecure as bandits springing up on the road for an hour or so. fierce carnivores attacking wild mold rhinos in the first place (?) is bouncing and trekking, so it's pretty life-threatening to bandit.

With that said, fantasy stories, bandits with asides in the mountains, how come they're survived in the back of the woods where demons travel? Surprisingly, the bandits we met last time. Maybe they were actually rare.

So it's like the village, but there's nothing 'Yoso' about the good country, which is surprisingly friendly.

That's also a country with a booming deal, so merchants come to villages like this quite often.

Looks like the villagers thought we were a bit of a good merchant like that, and they asked me what I was selling, so I went ahead and sold our products because it was troublesome to find out we were aristocrats.

"It seems that seafood is rare because the sea is far away, and dried walnuts, walnut bread ingredients, walnut pan ingredients, octopus rume, etc. sold well"

"Tacosulme... there was only one guy left for us, right?

I think I sold some products for the devil, but are you okay? I don't want to. I came a year later and all the villagers had green skin, and I was a junior demon, I can't believe it.

Well, I can't help what I've sold. There is no system in this world for recall, so if it's a retrieval, they complain the other way around. We must not just be imprisoned in the past. Our company wants to be feathered in the future.

"Welcome aboard,"

I thought you were the innkeeper.

"Hey, you can't just say village chief, so start a lodging, and eat there because my son's daughter-in-law also does a dining room"

I don't want a human-made meal or anything......

Think of it, whether it was a mansion or a castle, the meal was easy because the cook's rice had a high probability of 'offering' it.

So be alert, I drank soup at the Inn Town diner and blew it out on Rose's face as much as I wanted, and I'm not bad.

"This is our specialty leek grill."

At the dining room, the general...... the daughter-in-law of the village chief's son (35) comes to serve the leeks, which he chopped up and baked on seven wheels. Bring it up and bring it.

Only an even roasted onion was served on our table in large quantities.

"It's a service. All right, let's eat."

I don't need it.

But, well, demonically, simpler than elaborate food is surprisingly edible. At least the moment it's in my mouth, I don't flatter or blow my face out.

Somehow, all silently consuming leeks in the first place, the general talked to Nico about her spare time in half an hour.

Customer, are you going south? My son is also in the south, invited by his fellow brave men. If you do, please do. "

"Heh."

Another fake brave man? It may seem like it, but apart from true braves recognized by the Spirit of Light like Noel, there are nationally certified braves, so I want you to think that when you smash it, there are only a few braves in the country.

That's why, like the old Holy King, if you're a brave man, show courage, and because you let the great demon of the wild exorcise and almost eradicate it, the brave men of the Holy King are distinct and recognizable.

It's easy to understand if you think of it sensibly as the current idle sportsman.

If a staple food like this is a village of leeks, I know you want to leave with the brave, even if it's somewhat suspicious, but it's none of our business.

Batang!

With that in mind, the dining room door opens up in momentum and a slender shadow rises in the backlight.

"Marc!? What's going on, man?

"Ka-chan... I, the brave man's party, got fired"