In front of Orrell's mansion were some adventurous men wandering around. I don't know what kind of group it is, but the way it's daunting without discipline looks just like the teamers who defer and repeat unproductive conversations in front of the convenience store.

In front of the gatekeepers stands a slightly better looking girl and man. Are they the leaders of this group? Regardless of the man, the girl looks 17 or 8 years old.

He stands on the spot with his arms around him, not doing anything. Waiting for something?

Look at the girl from behind. Okay, but she's an animal man. And cat-based. If you look closely, all the other men were beastmen, too.

(Mm)

"What's up, Fran?

(All Blue Cats)

"Uh, seriously? All of them? '

(n)

"Stay alert for once."

(On!)

I don't even think he's attacking me in a place like this all of a sudden, but I've never been over there to be careful.

The least hassle would be just getting into Orrell's mansion. I'm talking about Orrell being the face of the Beast Man, and he shouldn't imitate it like he's forced into it.

"Fran, ignore me if you say anything, and get into the mansion."

(... ok)

I'm anxious during the subtleties, but Fran nodded at me once. Worst case scenario, let's force ourselves into the mansion with a transfer. Orrell liked it, and I don't think it would be trespassing if I told him the circumstances.

Fran walked with Stasta, approaching the gate. I understand that you are quite alert to the Blue Cats. We're using secrets and blockades to extinguish our existence.

The Blue Cat guys didn't seem that strong, and I never noticed this one. Anyway, if you go through it in front of me, if you go through it a little further away, it doesn't seem like a problem.

It's just that the problem is when you get inside, right? I really need to talk to the gatekeeper. Then the girls in front of the gatekeeper will also see me.

Well, can we just ignore it then?

"Hello"

"Huh? Ah, Master Fran. Please come through."

"Are you sure?

I've only been here once. I thought they were gonna wait for me while I took over. I never thought I'd let you in with a face pass.

"Yes, because your husband tells you to let Fran through as a top priority when he comes"

"This treatment is second to Elsa, then Fran."

You liked it more than I imagined. Well, it's good to have no trouble.

"Mm-hmm. Then I'll come in."

"Go ahead."

It was Fran trying to get into the gate that the gatekeeper opened for me, but when I saw him, a girl and a man were barking their voices.

"Wait a minute!

"That's right! What do you mean!

"Hmm?"

Until just now, the girls, who looked like they were waiting for something with a difficult face, stuck to the gatekeeper and Fran with a scary face.

"We came all the way here to say hello. You're keeping us waiting, and that daughter's gonna let it go bare?

"How long do you think I've been waiting!

"As I explained earlier, your husband does not meet those who have no promises. Still, you say you can't do anything about it, so you're taking it, right?

"We are the blue pride of the Chrome Continent!

"I am in the name of the captain. To keep me waiting means to keep the captain waiting.

Doesn't matter.

Maybe it's a famous mercenary regiment everyone would be afraid of if they went to the Chrome continent. I guess it's just not very famous on this continent over here.

The gatekeeper shakes his neck lightly to the side, and anger floats in the girls' faces. The blood vessels that have risen on my forehead seem to tremble pimply and represent the depth of that anger.

But we're so famous! And even though I proclaimed it great, I have a utterly unknown quote from the other person, angry about it, and so on. All I can say is that it's lame.

"This man is your husband's valued customer."

"Huh? That little black cat girl?

Hi. These guys looked like mercenaries. It's all about the Blue Cat Clan here, too, and from the name of blue pride, is it made up of just the Blue Cat Clan? I don't want to come near you.

In fact, I'm looking at Fran with an awesome look down.

"You're telling me that the Black Cats are more important than us?

"Let's say it again. Doesn't matter. Trivial things like race."

"Let me put it the other way around, but that person is your husband's valued customer. To denigrate that person means to denigrate your husband, right?

"'Cause it's the Black Cats!

Um, I knew you didn't like the Blue Cats. He who meets, he meets, he looks down on the Black Cats. Besides, you take that for granted. The Black Cats are basement and miscellaneous fish more than they are, so shut up and slave. It feels like it.

"Fran, let's go"

……

Oh, no. He's not on the table, but he's totally in a state of war. Two or three more bad words would make you pretty.

"Ursi, push Fran!

"On"

"Mm..."

Ursi pushed Fran's back while I was pulling. I try to push him straight into the gate, but Fran stays cancer on the girls. The girls are staring back, too.

"Fran, let's go!

"On!"

"Mmm."

Fran disapproved of our desperate persuasion. You can't fight here.

But Fran was overlooked by the Black Cat clan, and there was no reason for him to end up as an adult. Just before I knocked around the gate, I looked back at the girls.

And activated intimidation, intimidation, and hegemony at the same time. Then slap the killer together.

"Hih."

"Knock."

The girl wore a petan and buttocks with a blue face, and the man stepped back a few steps. The Blue Cat tribes under his command also jump instantly to stare at Fran. But there is a colour of fright in that face that cannot be hidden.

Looks like you can only be a mercenary for once and feel the strength of Fran. And I guess I felt an overwhelming difference in strength.

"Hey, what's..."

Fran entered the gate in a relaxed foothold with the girl squeaking in her dead voice on her ass.

"You look so proud..."

"Phew."

'Cause I'm not praising you.'

"Hmm?"