Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

What arrived was a village known as the "Ram", which existed between the central and eastern parts of the Republic.

The village of Ram, labeled as an idyllic settlement with a number of large wooden windmills, loosened Sten's mouth slightly after raising Kasashi's shelter three times.

"Uh... not bad. It's a lovely harmony with the sunset. This is also romantic. It's great."

Take every step of the way, especially without being alerted by the surrounding villagers, while adapting the hegemony that has become your favorite to the weakest. They unbelievably glanced at the sten as they were refining their farming, but followed around to get back to their work that it would be just a traveler.

Shake up the bamboo and pierce the arable soil. Sten watched with pleasure their sequence of motions.

A little bit, there is a large arched gate, which is sized enough for two carriages to pass side by side. The landscape stretched through the wooden gate, labeled "Village of Ram", however unpaved dirt roads ran around the building.

"Well, places that are likely to give you one meal at a time, all the time"

Ladybugs flutter in one hand.

So I was a little concerned about all parts of the village. Various, for example, corners of houses, in the middle of streets, or fields, but strange traces could be seen.

While wandering around looking for a lodging-like building, he had already been seen with the eyes of suspicious people from around him, but so he turned to some chosen trace and coal house to observe.

One middle-aged man laid Pong and his hand on Sten's shoulder crouching in front of the field.

"Ooh brother. Are you a traveler?

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, yeah. I can take care of you for just one night. Innkeeper. That Nashing?

……

Apparently the middle-aged man intended to be quite awesome, blinking at the blatant return of Sten. It was quite muscular, and before this man, who could peek that he would have been trained in field work, Sten stood up with his ass soiled.

"Unfortunately, I didn't do the lodging. There's not a lot of travelers going through here."

"Is that it? Was it?... but I felt like there was. Is that the difference between specifications and reality?"

"Specifications?"

"Oh, I don't care. By the way."

Phew, his nose is also rough, says the man. Sten hallucinated someone's future with a slightly bald head and then a punch in the head, but now that didn't matter.

Looking over the surrounding landscape just now, with a little sense of anticipation in his chest, Sten asks him.

"This is... what is this, a village?

What are you talking about, this guy? and a middle-aged man who tilted his neck.

It was precisely the very words that Sten asks of the First Villager that popped out of his mouth as he pushed in the question of whether he had not seen the sign.

"This is the village of Ram."

"Ooh!!

"... what"

"Mocha! Tell me!

"Oh!? This is the village of Ram."

"More like this, like saying it one by one! Say a triangle at the end!!

"What is this guy... Yeah..."

"This is Lamb's Murray ▼"

"I'm comin 'ahhhhhh!! I'm in the village of Ram! Here we go. Whoa, whoa!

"Oh, really, this guy"

A man who is attached to discipline is also a man, but not as strange as a frontal young man who leaves himself to a strange sense of accomplishment. It may be the devil clan because it is a little hectic for humans, but I leaned my neck to see if the devil clan was all somewhere crazy.

"Phew. Sorry about that, Oyaji. Let me keep up with something strange."

"Were you conscious?"

"Quite. I'd like to see someone who knows but me... Is that what you call a lodger? Why don't you stay somewhere?"

"Hmm."

The man put his arms around the inquiry, which Sten cut out after soaking in delight once more.

A glimpse of Sten's eyes and the traces of his choosing left in the field where he had crouched until earlier.

"... you're a demon."

"Am I? Oh.... What does that have to do with the burn marks in the building?"

"That's a good guess. For now, you're crazy. Come to us once.

"Oh, Thanksgiving Oyaji"

The man who invites him to come over and lead him to Sten said to Sten, looking back with his half body.

"I'm not a jerk. Call me village chief."

Taking him by a middle-aged man named the village chief, Sten had been led to a roundabout large mansion inside the village of Ram. Nevertheless, there is no such size as the Shanoar mansion or the Yuleeka mansion, which has been in the past, and in one way or another an air house close to the home of Sten's parents.

When interrupted by its strange intimacy, it was passed into a room like a living room and reception room.

It feels like a dining kitchen around the corner with a view of the cooking area.

"It's only about nuts. Hey, you want something to eat?

"Then I'll get nutty"

"Wow."

Sitting face to face, the village chief puts a basket with nuts in front of the sten.

"Well," he opened his mouth as he threw a pinch straight into his mouth.

"Usually travelers can stay more or less while they go by, but thank you very much."

"Is that what you just said?

"That's what happened. What about you, Lindbarma?

I was just on my way home.

"Then maybe you heard about the rumors. You know what a madman is?"

……

Shh, and the things that you deceived from Sten's eyes disappear.

Nevertheless, it didn't leak hegemony, so it didn't lead to anything like intimidation, but he also perceived that the mayor of the village was "aware" of Sten's bare hands.

Another pinch of nuts and the village chief explained the situation.

The fact that, so to speak, a Raydoor soldier, known as a special conductor, was creating a unit to manipulate a fanaticized demon clan.

That it was captured by Oldra's ninja, and that it was destroyed and scattered by only one wizard scribe, most of whom was the result of his penetration of the Empire.

The special conductors who lost their place of return and control, but only their power is alive and well.

He said he was roughing up the eastern republic by getting himself into a lowly job of banditry.

"... there it is. Oh, is that it? You think they attacked this place once?

"That's what happened. The Mad Demons suddenly attacked us in the middle of the night, and we couldn't do anything."

While eating Bobo nuts, Sten regrets one thing after hearing the village chief explain the situation.

I wished I could contain even Shrark, but at that time the lead soldiers had already been released to the Empire shortly after.

In that case, naturally, there can be no rivalry to the Commander of Magic as Sten knows it.

The remainder of the party was a foreseeable event. Just that Sten can't get his head around it.

"So, you used to put me flat in the village."

"Well, there you go. Another demon clan showed up and got rid of all the special conductors. That's why I don't know how to get in the way of the Demon Clan, and that's why the crazy guy wants it."

"Oh, the mighty devil."

One person, Sten, is impressed. Speaking of the Mad Demons, it had a very strong vibe.

And the village chief looked at Sten's swallowing face and laughed small.

"It was better than you. My body is definitely full of me and yours, but I knew I was a Demon. I'm going to do it with some devil's guide."

"Well, I'm pretty strong looking like this."

"Ha ha, well, that's what the young guy says, I know. I know."

I'm not convinced.

Sure, I'm hiding my hegemony now, but I made it look a little like Aura, the mighty one that floods me - that's all I thought about, but I didn't think about it calmly.

"I used to be a soldier too, so I figured out if you were a demon or not since you were wearing a cassette three times, but that's it. Really strong guys are different from the atmosphere. Oh, my God, look at this, look at this."

"Don't say it, don't say it! I'm a little naïve, too, knowing the fact that I only look like an asshole."

Ha ha, and before the village chief laughed with pleasure, Sten shrugged. While I was half resentful about letting him go of his hegemony right now, I also felt like doing something close to threatening someone to let me stay the night.

Knowing or not the heart of such a sten, the village chief said as he threw the nuts lightly into his mouth.

"But I think you can be strong, too. I don't know how to say it, but I feel like it."

"I'll be strong soon. Hey, Chickshaw!

"Ha ha!

Ha ha, and is the method of wiping tears that haven't even come out meant to be an appeal about how much you laughed or what? The village chief put in words to re-compartmentalize one with "that's why," and then raised the corner of his mouth in an atmosphere that seemed like a good one for someone different from the delightful grin he had just had.

"That's why the rest of the residents are a little tingly if it's one night. Take your time inside."

"Evil is not so good. Thank you very much. There's a price."

"Mm-hmm. Well, that's okay. I'm not having a hard time living, and I'm going to eat rice for nothing. I'm used to it."

"Then I'll help you with some farming with the back. Hippo."

Today's inn has been decided and you can breathe a sigh of relief.

Pinching the nuts just one last time, Sten stood up. Re-covered the three-time cassette that was on the table, trying to get out of it willingly.

And, looking up at the taller sten than that, speaking of which, the village chief cuts it out.

"You, those two horns... are demons?

"Hmm? Oh, I thought you only said Demon Clan. You're right, it's a demon."

Wouldn't that be cool? and remove the three times kasas with one hand and stroke the corner with the other hand. I feel like touching my teeth, so I'm still thinking that my nerves are probably going through.

"Demon ghost, demon ghost hey... no, no"

"What are you talking about?"

"Nah, a" god "appeared in Lindbarma. Rumor has it."

"It could be me, right? It could be me, right?

"He is a powerful man who can be regarded as" God. "You, why don't you go back to your master?"

"Gun through terrible"

Sten, dropping his shoulder, turns to his back, eager to lend me some farm tools.

Looking at his back, the village chief remembered.

"The benefactor's demon clan also said he was looking for the demon ghost of the Lord... well, there's no way the Lord is weaker than his servant"