I Became a Regulatory Official for the Poaching of Monsters, but the Rescued Monsters are trying to Eat Me

As soon as one of the tukets enters the study, the door closes. I didn't want any more sacrifices.

Higigikicaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Soon, the "Scream of Death" will attack. The tympanic membrane is broken and even the earplug is still penetrating into the back of the ear.

Taketo shook his head as if he were going to shake off his' voice '. Your distant consciousness came back a little bit. I feel pain and breathlessness as if my internal organs were twisting from the inside, but it's not too close to enduring.

(All right, if it's a short time, we can make it)

Taketo pointed the gun mouth of the Spirit Gun at Mandragola. Mandragora continues to raise her head in the same place as before, even making a voice of death.

(I'm sorry. I don't suppose you came here because you wanted to. We can't just leave it in the middle of King's Landing.)

A gun hoisted at eye level. Through its sighting (Site), I captured Mandragora with Taketo's gaze ahead.

When I tried to pull the trigger. Taketo noticed that Mandragora had something white in her wrinkled hands. If you think about it, it may have been the first time I've seen Mandragora with all my best intentions to escape.

(... that guy. What have you got there?

Concerned about that, Taketo forgot to be in the "Scream of Death" for a moment and took his gaze away from the gun, and looked closely at Mandragora.

Mandragora seems to have paper. Speaking of which, there are several pieces of fine paper scattered around.

(No... oh, a book...)

When the poachers were in a brawl, the books on the floor seemed to have fallen apart.

(Speaking of which, Even when I first came to this room, he was....)

In retrospect, Mandragora had not yet spoken of death. I'm sure he was sitting quietly in his study. When did you scream?

(That's right. You broke the leather bag, the mandragora came out, and... you saw that broken book... and you screamed, didn't you? then.....)

One thought came to mind behind the tacket.

I think it's worth a try.

The tacket walked crab to the wall to avoid irritating the mandragora and moved to the bookshelf. Then, when you pull a thick book from the shelf, the page opens appropriately. It was placed gently on the floor and slipped by hand towards Mandragora.

Marble-like floors don't get caught, and books are slightly attracted to Mandragora. And then I bumped into that short leg.

It was still a mandragora that kept ringing, but it seems that I noticed something that hit my feet late, and I can look around you.

I watched it for a while, but suddenly jumped and attached it to the book.

Mandragola shut her mouth and suddenly stopped screaming for death. Then, like a child reading his favorite picture book, he began to look at it with pleasure.

For a few minutes, Taketto was watching carefully, but Mandragola had been reading books. I don't even pretend to raise "The Scream of Death" anymore. Confirming that, the tacket finally relaxed its shoulders and sighed haha.

(I knew it. You just wanted to read a book)

If you think about it, this is a study. I guess you like books because you come all the way here by yourself.

The tacket approached quietly so as not to irritate Mandragora. However, Mandragora does not raise her face when the tacket comes in front of her. Looks like you haven't noticed us reading with enthusiasm as you move your mouth.

Taketo picked up a scattered page of the book in a slow motion as he watched.

Did the paper respond to the sound of crunch? Mandragora suddenly raised her face and looked at me. Her heart was surprised and her bait hardened.

I thought I might be able to raise the "Scream of Death" again, but Mandragora immediately turned her eyes back to the book just by moving her mouth covered in mogo and beard.

I'll relieve you and pick up the page that was falling again. This time, Mandragora's gaze never turned towards us again.

When I pick up a book with loose binding strings and broken pages, I take it along with the missing pages to Mandragora's side and stick it out.

"Ah, you know...."

I am terribly thirsty because of fear and tension. Still, I managed to move the stuck lips and squeeze out the sounds from my throat.

"This... the one I just read... right? Um... I'm sorry. This is what happened because of our fight."

Mandragora slowly raised her face. Then they alternately compare the broken book and the tacket sticking out in front of them.

"This book. I'm responsible for the repairs. I'm sure it'll be all right again. I promise I'll deliver it to you when it's fixed.... but..."

Mandragora's eyes, looking straight from the front, are hard to see hidden in the thickness and long hair and beard. Still, the black circle (crushed) and other eyes peeking from the middle gave a definite feeling of will that symbioted intelligence and innocence.

"I can't leave you in the middle of this kingdom."

There are still poachers in the study. Some look at the void with their eyes open, and some bubble out of their mouths. They were all dead. There are many other bodies in this mansion. I can't leave such a dangerous creature in the city.

"So...."

Taketo crouched in front of Mandragola, holding the book in his hand in his chest.