If It’s for My Daughter, I’d Even Defeat a Demon Lord (WN)

To Latina's appearance, Dale borrowed a favor paper and a pen from the store's people.

Latina, who was given it, writes down the letters in her silver bracelet with a serious face.

"It says on your bracelet, are we all the same?

"Right...... the words of blessing may vary slightly from region to region. But there shouldn't be much difference."

"Really?"

Kokun. He nods, comparing the letters he wrote to his bracelet.

In time Latina began spelling letters on one corner of the paper with a little worry.

"Latina...... what's this?

"It said on Latina's bracelet... it was like this. I wonder if the name of the rug (...)..."

"Can I see it?

Latina passes the paper to Glaros. She watched and thought about what Latina had written for a while, but then wrote the letters next to her.

"Here's the thing... wasn't it?" Smaragdi "-- a word that means Cuisine Stone."

"Smaragdi...... name of the rug?

Latina is leaning her neck toward a word she is unfamiliar with hearing, but Glaros nodded, "Probably".

"Sometimes demons make young children call their names abbreviated. Maybe your father taught you abbreviations only at a young age."

"Latina was born in Vasilio, the land of the One Demon King."

"Perhaps not...... there is also a larger settlement under" Three Demon Kings "or" Six Demon Kings "...... there shouldn't be such a custom. As far as my mother's concerned."

"'Three Mars'?" Six Mares "?

Latina leaned her neck, so Dale explains the supplement.

"'The Three Demon Kings' is also known as' The Demon King of the Sea '. They have a coexistence relationship with the' Water Scale Nation 'on the eastern border." The Six Demon Kings "is" The Demon King of the Giants ". One of the great statues of the Demons… I hear that they are wandering everywhere without settling in, taking their fellow citizens as their families"

"Huh..."

"Right. You think the rest is just dotted with really small settlements? Even I, the Demon, don't know much about it."

It was when Gralos said so.

"But... are you there?

Suddenly, Latina asked the two of them that.

"Huh?"

"Well......"

Dale is taken aback and Glaros looks surprised.

"Huh?... If you're a 'One Demon King' country... are you there?

"Really? Didn't you get killed by" One Mayu "and" Two Mayu "?

Latina says so, leaning her neck strangely.

If Dale looked at Glalos, she nodded with surprised face.

"You know very well...... so small"

Sigh like you were impressed and continue with the words.

"It was before I left my hometown. One Demon King was murdered by Two Demon Kings....... Vasuglio was also a lot rough then and inspired me to leave my hometown. It was a long time ago. Since then, the ruling mechanism must have been maintained by the demons left behind in the absence of the One Demon King."

"Does that mean... that Vasilio doesn't have a 'demon king' right now?

"Yes, because 'Demon King' is not hereditary or anything like a king of the human race..."

" ***** ******** ***** "

When I heard what Gralos said, Latina shrugged. It was a quick word that Dale couldn't hear, but Glalos nodded loudly.

"That's right...... under the other 'people', 'chosen and protected by God' - 'Demon King' appears under our 'Demon Nation' so that a being called 'brave' appears as' one who is loved and overshadowed by God '"

"The new 'One Maru'..."

"If the gods decide that the time has come, the Demons will wear a new king."

Dale exhaled loudly as he listened that far.

"We really don't know anything about the Demon Nation... only the Demon King is a symbol of fear over here (...)"

Glalos smiles at Dale's look like that.

"That may be something we have no choice in. Vasilio is a country with little interaction with other countries. Contrary to this, Demon King of Disasters is actively involved in other countries."

"'Demon King of Disasters'?

"You don't hear much here… The Demon Nation calls itself the Demon Kings who carry only malice and harm to others, even in The Demon King."

"The Demon King of War...... you mean" The Seven Demon Kings "or something?

"Yep. Later..." The Two Demon Kings, "" The Four Demon Kings, "who love death and killing, carry the plague and are the incarnations of the disease, are feared beings for us demons alike"

Soon the hours had passed and the opening hours of the night of "The Old Pavilion" were approaching.

Look around as Glaros noticed it.

"Well...... this is already the time. I'm sorry, but it's time for me to get ready for work."

"No. Welcome, thank you. I was able to hear more stories than I thought."

Dale took his seat, thanking him and urging Latina.

When she bowed down a bit, Glalos loosened her expression. stroke Latina's head with a gentle hand.

Latina was staring down at Gralos.

"Look, let's go, Latina"

"Ugh."

Latina stopped pitifully on the way as Dale chased her way to the door of the 'Old Silent Pavilion'. Flip over and run back to Glaros. And I inquired.

"You know... you know... what... what's wrong?

…………

It was Gralos, a little silent in Latina's words, but she sensed what the girl in front of her eyes wanted to hear with that brief thought. Tell the facts in a quiet voice.

"... As a human race, you will have lived long. Until the end of the day… I dropped him off."

"Huh!"

Latina took a breath in Glaros' response and still looked much more emotionally swallowed up, even as she said it was as expected. And throw the question again.

"... do you have children?

"Unfortunately... demons are a difficult species for children to give... if that's mixing with other people (...)... it's going to be more and more difficult."

That's how Gralos answered and stroked the girl again who lives in the human race in front of her. Gralos is well aware that living in the human race involves difficulties besides habits and birth.

"You know... how happy I was to meet you?

"... Yep"

Glaros smiled. Because that's why she still lives in this town.

I lived with my husband, in this port town. Because he's playing a song he liked.

"Well, I'm happy."

"... then, good"

Glalos embraced her softly as Latina let her cry and smile.

If a child had been given to herself and her husband, there might have been times when she would hug a toddler like this.

With that in mind.

Walking side by side, Dale was watching Latina.

He doesn't know what Latina heard back at Glaros at the end.

But Latina, who walks next to him, holds his hand with all her might. As if it were also a lifeline. If I let you go, as I fear you will lose it.

The view of the town is out of sight, too, looking down.

- So he...

"Yikes!?

Suddenly his vision flipped and Latina raised her voice as surprised. Tighten your big gray eyes.

"Dale?"

"Hmm?"

Dale was holding up Latina. It's really been a long time since she said she spent like this every day when she was a little younger.

"It's getting heavy..."

"Latina, not with the baby, huh? I can walk."

"It's not a baby, though. Latina can be sweeter on me. She's my sweet, sweet little girl."

Pough, pough, stroke your head, and walk like that.

Latina soon grew older and clung with her arms around Dale's neck. For her, this place was certainly a familiar position.

With higher visibility, that alone makes the landscape look different.

Even if I looked down, it had a different view, a different distance from the ground before.

"Dale......"

"Hmm?"

In his ear Latina whispered a small, thoughtful voice.

"Thanks for everything... Daisuki"

- and.

From between the clouds out, the stars were shining the hardest.