"I'm sorry."

Lena, who knows the circumstances and honestly apologizes.

No, that was a squarely grand battle, and I don't really think it was bad at all, but I can't help but preach an honest argument to my young girl opponent. This was Lena, who chose to deal with adults.

"You think you can apologize!

"Ko, you kid! If people go badly..."

"" "How are you..." "

And it ended in an instant, it was Lena's "adult response".

"But isn't it a little too soon for Mayril to come here after your brother returns home?

From what I heard earlier, that's what this kid seems to be called. So, in order to buy Lena time to settle down, I tried to hear that Miles was a little concerned...

"Please don't say 'Mayril' or anything like that, like a child! We demons grow much faster than humans!

"Oh, I'm sorry...... what, huh? No, doesn't that mean you're younger than you look?

"Ah..."

To the simple question of miles, it was a mailil stuck in a response.

"... So, how old are you?

"Ugh..."

"Nah, nah, nah, nah!

"Ugh, hey..."

Losing the power of Lena, Mairille confessed her age.

"Oh, my God, you're not a toddler yet. I thought you were about ten."

"O, what is a toddler, what is a toddler! I'm a fine lady.

"Ah, yes, yes..."

Lena, who gently recieves Mayril's objections. Exactly, he thought it would be embarrassing for a seven-year-old to be murdered against him.

"So, what was the answer to Miles' question earlier? It's certainly a little too soon to travel back and forth to the Demon Nation..."

Mayril replied softly to Lena's pursuit.

"I came to see how things were going, and Beredetes told me to report it quickly, and he asked me to bring back five of the men who fought you.

And I was brought on board by Sherala, who was interested in hearing the story. Of course I'll give you a ride home, so I'll be waiting for you at Rock Mountain. You will ride with me, so follow me!

That's what I said, Mayril, pointing to Lena.

"" "" Ahhh... ""

He's trying to take Lena, the culprit, home and do something about it to remove his brother's trauma, Mayril. I know how that feels. But it was another matter of whether or not to obey honestly because I knew it. And if we take Lena back to the demonic kingdom and hook her up with a boy named Kaylel, his brother...

The three Miles were able to affirm with absolute confidence.

"" "The trauma will get worse and it will be irrevocable!

"What the hell is that!

Lena calls, but everyone's judgment never changed.

"So, but to put you back in...

Ever since then, I haven't been able to get my hands on you, and sometimes I'm boggling, fuzzy, sweet smells, burning bodies and minds, whining about things I don't know... "

"" "" Eh... ""

Miles, stunned.

Exactly, even for the dull mile, I somehow figured out the situation. To Mavis and Lena, of course.

Pauline? There's no way Pauline doesn't notice.

"Oh, well, that's..."

Rare, upsetting Lena. At any rate, he has never been treated like a child or as a dangerous substance, and has never been seen as a "woman" before.

... Actually, it's not like no one was after Lena just because he wasn't aware of it. Lena always broke the flag from one end without realizing it.

But soon, Lena remembered that the other person was a child who looked about 12-13 years old.

I see Mayril around ten and she's seven, which means...

"Oh, how old are you and your brother?

"Huh? I'm sixteen?

"" "" "Yep!

You look ten, you look seven, you look 12-13, you look sixteen.

What the hell is going on, how fast the Demons are growing!

It was unusual or irrelevant that the four of us thought so, but because wildlife survives, it grows rapidly until it can stand on its own. The Demons will go on between the ages of ten and twelve years after it was born. And then growth slows down. Yes, it's the same pattern as the elves.

"Oh, same age..."

Unconsciously, so grunts Lena.

Lena and the others, when it comes to men who look 12-13 years old in a Western European race at Earth, they have an average height of about 160 cm. So that boy was considerably bigger than Lena, who already seemed to stop growing.

... As far as it looks, it's well matched. And the boy was quite polite, demonic, so naturally he was good at magic, powerful, and courteous and manly.

"Ugh..."

And for a while it is Lena, who was roaring a little red on her cheeks......

"I'm not going!

... was natural.

No matter how much, Lena wasn't going to have an international marriage with another race at the age of sixteen. I'm going to be a B-rank hunter and grab a glorious future.

Besides, I was unsubstantiated that I should be able to catch a better man.

No, with Lena's appearance and magical arm, though, that wasn't impossible either. The chest thing......, there's got to be demand for that in the world, maybe. Around the Austin house or something.

And with The Red Vow, which manages to persuade the devouring Mairille to give her a method of approach to her brother or teach her methods of counseling.

"Mr. Lena, that would be a bad idea! I'm a brother and sister!

"It's okay, if you don't come all the way to me! Besides, it doesn't look funny."

"... miles, what's the problem with that?

"Meh, Mr. Mavis, no way..."

"Oh, me too, my brother Alan, and that's about it..."

"" Yeah, yeah?

"Right?

"Ah, you guys..."

That's enough.

"... I get it. I'll give up bringing you back. I've been able to tell you a lot of helpful stories, so I'll give it a try."

(... really, try...)

Lena was sweating cold when she was a little too well and blew in all sorts of irresponsible things.

Miles, too, worried that it was a little uneven, but Mavis and Pauline were just going to advise on something very normal and didn't care about anything.

"Oh, yes, I forgot. Uh, it's you, blonde, the tallest you!

That's what I said, now I'm pointing at Mavis, Mayril.

"What, me?

Now what, and I'm surprised, Mavis.

"Mr. Lertbad, I'm a swordsman who fought you, but that Mr. Lertbad asked me to see you again and invite you to bring him with me if possible.

Master Sherala has agreed to give you a ride home. It sounds interesting or something... "

"" "" "Yep!

Even today, I had enough throat (throat) workouts, a 'red vow' line.

And Mayril, who unleashes a signal magic bullet toward the sky and rides the called Sherala.

"This time, I've taught you a lot of things, so I'm going to pull it off. But if you try what I've been taught and it doesn't work, I'll come back! I haven't taken responsibility yet!

That's what I said, Mayril, who slaps Shelala in the neck with a pom and signals prep OK.

'Also, if you have any interesting stories, please call me!

Lena yelled at Sherala for saying so.

"Shut up! And this time, it's not like we called it!

To the angry Lena, shuddering and laughing, Sherala, with Mairil on board, flew away.

... Of course, I don't have Mavis on board.

"What the hell was that..."

"I'm tired..."

Looking good, Lena and Mavis.

And Pauline seemed grumpy.

"How can I not hear from you! No, it's not like I want to be hot on the Demon Clan. But how come Lena and Mavis are hot and I have nothing! What do my opponents think!

…………

Pauline's opponent is that man, who tasted hell in the lower half with hot magic.

(((No ~. Absolutely, perfectly, that's all ~ …))

Yes, it could never be just that Pauline would have heard from you.

"Shall we go home..."

There were no objections to miles of words like tiredness.

And it was a line of 'red vows', rarely left with zero prey, to the stumps and the king's capital...