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

Latina's morning is basically early.

She thinks her work is starting with time to prepare breakfast. Sometimes I sleep late at night or when I'm tired, but as a child of this age, I'd be decent.

It was Makuda, Dale's mother, who was partitioning the back of this mansion.

Latina was a well-counted worker, even from such McDah's point of view.

"You don't really eat bread in Tissue."

Latina says as she turns to see the dough pinched with oil and eggs in the powder stretched by McDah to an even thickness with a noodle stick twirling from various angles.

"Is Latina supposed to eat like a city after all?

"Yeah. Latina, I can eat all sorts of things in all sorts of places, it's fun"

With stretched dough, wrap meat and flavoured vegetable utensils.

Today's breakfast was a soup with this in it.

Latina's cues are tough compared to McDah, who instantly creates them. But the procedure seemed well remembered.

"You're Latina. Makuda taught me a lot about making rice for Dale in Kreutz."

"Fair enough. Well, I have to tell you a lot about Dale's favorite things."

"Ugh."

"My guys are simple, so hey. If you hold your stomach down, it's easy to tell."

"Yeah?"

"How old was Latina?

"Hmm? Latina, you're almost ten, aren't you?

"Right. Ten years old. Right, right."

"Yeah?"

"Kids grow up in no time."

"Yeah?"

Next to McDah being convinced by one, Latina tilted her neck, putting the pasta she could make into the pan.

Latina helps McDah even after she drops the men off at work.

Dale also doesn't stay home much all day helping his father or brother with his work, or helping those who go hunting. Instead, he seemed to decide to spend the long night of his rural life with Latina.

This House, which is our home, does not farm as a business. Still, I had enough fields to cover the meal portion of my house.

That management was also McDah's job.

This is the first field job for Latina. Looks like an interesting peek at a soft budded crop.

"Wow, you're tiny"

"It's too early to eat."

Laughing, McDah pinches up Poipois and the pest. Seeing it, Latina began to imitate. She has no hesitation in moving, as she is not frightened by the worm opponent.

"I'm trying."

Flip over and observe, hmm. I was convinced. Reach out to another bug as well.

"Oh, if you touch him, he'll itch."

"Really? Okay, I'll be careful."

Pippy, pulling her hand in a surprising move, Latina nodded with a serious face.

After that, he goes to Master Cornelio to study.

He is a 'scholar' who has emigrated with interest to this clan called 'Tissue'. Latina learns a variety of things that are not taught in Kreutz's "school buildings," such as "Tislaw" and the capital.

Some of its expertise included 'other races'.

She also had the opportunity to learn about the Demons as knowledge.

"It's almost lunch."

"Sounds like it."

With that word Latina goes home.

We treat Clarissa's cooked lunch to some afternoons and some reading days. Latina also likes to read books and stay quiet.

Some days I borrow a book from the Caquerche family and come home.

At that time, it's Lady Venn's room where she reads.

Losing the temptation of a pompous sunset, he often sleeps just like that.

Tislaw's house with thick rugs is a terrible temptation hall that corrupts people in that it is easy to take a nap anywhere.

On days when it's not, I'm taking walks with Lady Venn, etc.

Pretty old Vendergart, but not caged in the house all four or six times.

Rather, she is perceived by the entire clan as' immortal '.

He appears everywhere in the village and knows more about the village than anyone in the clan.

- - The young men who went hunting said they saw birds in the mountains, next to wine bottles, baking and eating.

- - The women said that if they thought the children's prank was a lot of hands-on stuff, Lady Venn was mixed up.

Essential for anecdotes, for example.

For this reason, the Latina that follows it, with each passing day, was to remember the 'path not the way'.

Latina herself didn't realize that.

It was also Lady Venn who took Latina where she was called by the name of the 'Sna' role in Tislaw.

"It's a dog"

"That's right. There are a lot of warcraft and beasts in the mountains. I'm having these guys (...) work for me."

Latina's eyes glistened in front of the dogs in the hut.

"When you're hunting, you can work for me. The people of Suna will take care of and teach these people."

"Isn't it 'central' magic?

"Our clan has a lot of 'land' attributes, but 'central' attributes don't always come into being. Don't rely on magic, take care of them."

When Lady Venn explained that to her, Latina nodded Hmm.

The magic of the 'central' attribute, also known as the attribute of 'domination', is such as aligning the subject with the will or manipulating the consciousness.

The vast majority of people in the profession known as Tamer have the 'central' attribute.

"Can I stroke you?

"Right...... Xavine, what do you say?

If Lady Venn spoke to a woman who was one of the 'snas', called Zabine, she brought a single jean dog.

"Well, then, this boy would be good"

"Wow. You're cute."

Latina happily lifted her brown jeans.

"I'll be glad to brush you."

"Okay."

Latina had a serious face and was taught how to brush by Zabine.

And...

And then less than ten days later.

And she delivered the dogs of Tissue into her hand.

Latina, with a special ability called Godhand, mastered one of Tislaw's oral traditions, making it impossible for every beast crawling through the earth to resist.

- - It wasn't a big story, she stroked and was clever when brushing. That's all we're talking about.

It would have been one reason to have had a hair change period at times. The dogs perceived it as a perfect addition and subtraction to scratch the itch.

Still.

"This guy is awesome..."

And the sight was so unusual that Lady Venn groaned half-hearted and half-hearted.

"Latina, I'm hooked!

"That's right... all I can say is yes..."

Latina, who holds my brush in one hand after going through several times, is a good and satisfied face.

Before that, a large dog lays on a relaxed body. The black dog who looks happy is one of the leaders of this cabin.

Totally belly-looking, but inherently this dog only forgives his heart to his husband, 'Suna'.

"It took me a while to get along!

That would be so.

And one of them isn't the only one who's showing his belly and relaxing.

It is good to say that all the dogs currently in the cabin have been destroyed.

A few seemed so comfortable, they seemed to be transitioning to sleep.

"Latina is awesome..."

"Latina, amazing? Ha ha..."

As Lady Venn stroked her praises, Latina hung up as she lit up.

Zabine and the others "Suna" were quite serious about her scouting with this "case" at the moment - - later on after "Parents (Dale)" heard a series of events.