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

"Latina really likes dogs."

"Ugh. Lovely!"

Saw Latina doing some brushing work at the 'Sna' doghouse again today, said Lady Venn.

Latina replies with a good smile as she wipes the sweat all over her forehead. There is no stray speck of dust in that word.

"Do you like other beasts?

"I'm not really in Kreutz. I don't have a lot of dogs in downtown. I like cats. Rats say that Tiger Cat Pavilion is a food shop, so don't do everything you can to get rid of it."

It was the teachings of Kennis the Master.

"Dogs (this guy) and others, Latina, try to connect..."

Granny Venn muttered about something with such a grunt, one nodded naggingly later for a while.

"Then I'll take Latina with me tomorrow."

"What do you seem to like about Latina?

"Ouch. Don't tell anyone else."

"... even to Dale?

"If he (...) finds out, he'll say, 'You can't go,'"

"Where's the danger?

"There's no way I'm gonna put my pretty Latina in danger, is there?

"Grandma looks just like Dale."

That was Latina's sentiment.

And the next day, Lady Venn took Latina out with her lunch, as proclaimed.

'On the go' in Tislaw, which is surrounded by mountains, is in the mountains. It's such a place where warcraft also lives, but no one worried about Lady Venn.

And after that.

Latina used to hang out in the mountains.

Lady Venn immediately noticed her behavior, but she just nibbled and didn't say anything.

Dale was out all day, so he didn't realize she was acting like that, and had no idea she was going to do such a 'dangerous thing'.

"A smart, well-heard girlfriend wouldn't go to the mountains alone," it was his distrustful thinking, but it was also alarming.

As a result, it was Dale's mother, McDah, who noticed Latina's behavior.

"Dale."

"What?

"It's Latina these days. Hey."

McDah twists his neck curiously.

"Snacks are like eating at Grandma's, but they're like serving dried meat sometimes."

"Dried meat?

Dale also tilted his neck at my mother's words.

I don't like or dislike Latina, but I only eat as much as my small physique looks. I like sweets, but I don't eat too much snacks.

She doesn't steal anything like that.

"You're in and out of 'Sna', aren't you? Are you even doing this to a dog?

"But that dog over there is raised not to accept bait from anything other than 'Sna'."

"... right"

That's what the mother and child said and tilted their necks.

This mother and child do not have the option to ask questions of Lady Venn. That "grandma" basically doesn't break her mouth while she's amused. If it were dangerous, I would have already hit my hand. I'm also in awe of that.

"... I'll check it out next time."

In the morning Latina makes it time for work and study, so Dale snuck home to coincide with lunch time when he saw it was afternoon if he was going to do anything. Don't go into the mansion. Start watching.

There are also many places to hide among the places to play at an early age. It was one of those places where he lurked himself.

Tislaw's "hide-and-seek" is pretty authentic. The "play" that adults teach and teach is also the beginning of training for hunting in the mountains and village security as it is.

So much less, Latina came out of the mansion.

He has a sense that he's doing something nasty that he cares more about his surroundings than he needs to.

The inflated back on the pink stall would mean carrying a backpack. Other than that, he holds a bag in one hand. Is that contents dried meat?

Latina took another peek at the mansion and then started walking.

Dale starts tailing while keeping a good distance.

She went on without hesitation, stopping at the occasional appearance of small flowers and bugs. After a while, turn the road in the direction of the mountain.

(... Huh! No way?)

At that point Dale became blue when he realized the fact that Latina was' going to the mountains by herself '.

The awesomeness of her 'ability to perceive danger' is actually well known to Dale who saw it. Still, there is no 'absolute'.

(This needs to be exactly scolded...)

With that in mind, he continues to tail. I stopped here because I still don't know what the 'purpose' is.

Latina was not lost in the mountains.

From time to time, we carefully check our surroundings for beast paths that can't even be described as narrow paths. If Dale later searched for the position where she closed her eyes, he could cleverly find a hidden landmark.

(Grandma!)

To the physical evidence, the grandson gains one certainty.

To say that they are all new landmarks would be a new installation for Latina. More than Dale, that grandmother, like the 'son of the earth', does not fall into the phenomenon of 'getting lost' in the mountains.

Latina went in a direction that Dale didn't even know.

Not so far from the village, but 'this side' is considered 'inviolable'. It is forbidden to enter because of insanity.

In fact, for some reason from this side, warcraft and beasts do not show up. You don't have to go hunting or look around.

Those who head to collect mountain blessings also benefit fully elsewhere, even if they do not go out of their way to dangerous places that are forbidden.

It has been a 'no-go' place for the Tislaw people since they were children.

Latina stopped for a while.

It's a bit of a pioneer.

She walks around looking for something with Kyoro Kyoro. They were calling for something. I also heard voices.

'Something' appeared from around the weed as the retreat and bushes swayed loudly in response to that voice.

Because Latina ran over before Dale could confirm it. It shades her body and she doesn't know what the other person is.

"Wow."

But from what Latina's cheering looks like, the purpose seems to be for sure with it (...).

"I brought some more today. Want some?"

Explore the bag you were holding in your hand with the mess and remove the contents.

She looked like she was crouching down and peeking at her opponent for fun as she offered it.

"Yummy? Good for you. Want more?"

After removing the contents of the bag, Latina was still stroking her opponent.

"That's cute. That's cute."

If you're a regular Dale, you whine about the "That's what I'm saying Latina is cute" position, but I just wasn't in that mood right now.

"Latina!

If you call your name as you rise from a hiding place, you still seem to have had a nasty consciousness, Latina, with her back turned, surprised! And jumped up. In fact, a few centimeters would have jumped up. Hey, that behavior is smiling.

"We don't feed wild beasts. I can't take you back to Kreutz to keep you, so I can't tame them more than I need to."

"Dale......"

The grated Latina stood up holding the beast in her arms.

"Sometimes wild beasts have diseases they don't know about, so they inadvertently get their hands on them..."

"Chemo, Chigau"

It was an unfamiliar voice that blocked Dale from preaching.

"... what?

"Gekioco. gekioco"

It was the 'beast' in Latina's arms that was uttering words in a state of pussy and angst.

Its beast, the size of a medium-sized dog, also has mundane fur and tails, and its face still resembles that of a dog. But depending on the angle, it's also a beast with a lion atmosphere. And on its back, there are wings. Clever looking gold eyes looked firmly at Dale.

"... phantom beast?

If Dale shrugged, Latina said,

"Yeah."

And I answered clearly.