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

Latina, who had brought tea utensils in front of Gregor, lowered her head with a pepper and issued an apology.

Excuse me for earlier.

Gregor noticed late what his friend (Dale) was trying to say, often thinking about the girl's words as she was drowning.

"No, this one was insensitive. Dale said something about you these days," Our fairy princess is the cutest thing in the world. "I talked about it."

"... Dale"

Gregor thought, feeling a quiet aura of anger, similar to the hegemony, that did not suit Latina's adorable face.

(…… interesting)

I've been dating a lot of my friends, "My Daughter's Pride." The return of interest in this position will be forgiven.

The girl scolded me, and the appearance of a frightened friend was fresh. I would also like to show them to the soldiers of the royal castle who see him as a hero.

"I was so proud of you the other day."

……

Latina sighed one thing and regained her peace. Gregor, she understands properly that there's nothing she can do to anger her opponent.

- - Rita, who was nearby, had a subtle look until Latina's minute. Rita is thin, but I'm guessing Gregor's identity. I also realize who Gregor's father is referring to.

"That idiot... you have no sight..."

Because, it's a series of events, but let Dale say, "I weighed myself in! of." "More than five years! It is. Apparently, my weight period has notified me of the end. Around that time, the birth of a child to Gregor's sister and the fact that His Excellency the Duke was near Grandson Cute Mode was one of the causes… was a fact that no one cared.

"I've heard a lot about you from Dale, too. Even my most trusted warrior friend...... Nice to meet you, my name is Latina. Greetings are late."

"... named Gregor Nakiri"

"That sounds like a strange name."

It's a family name from the Eastern border countries.

Gregor didn't name his pseudonym, but because Erdystedt's name has too much influence, he uses his mother's surname outside.

Latina didn't even question it otherwise and grinned in disdain at the sounding words she had heard for the first time.

It wasn't that Dale was exaggerating, it was also a smile that made Gregor think that she was an adorable looking girl.

"And you were surprised."

"Huh?"

Gregor laughed only slightly bitterly as Latina leaned her neck strangely.

"I imagined from Dale's story that you had the impression that you were a little kid."

"... Really?"

"If you ask me, it's been years since I first heard about you... and it's only natural that you're growing up."

"... I think I'm still a blind little kid for Dale"

Latina looks clearer than usual in front of Gregor the first time she meets. Doing so makes her feel more grown-up than her age. Originally, the smart Latina was able to handle the situation properly.

The usual pompous, somewhat childish appearance of Latina was because of the vegan expression she was distracted from.

But Gregor, who still meets for the first time, doesn't know that much about Latina. For this reason, I had the impression that she was a calmer, more physical girl than I imagined.

Rose pulled into the room after playing face-to-face with Gregor, wanting a little time. He insisted that he couldn't go out in public with his sobbing face. Even the close Gregor opponent seemed to be close to not being able to give in there. Sounds like a high-handed Rose.

For this reason, Gregor had tilted the tea bowl in front of the latina. So far, too, he has made hasty journeys with minimal time off. By checking Rose's appearance and relieving her, she also felt tired.

Of Lower Town, and I don't think they serve it in a tavern, so much so that the tea served was not bad for Gregor.

The quality would be very different from that used in the Duke's house.

Still, it is a testament to the taste of what shopkeepers place in their own stores. Gregor thinks he's a good cook.

So is the girl in front of you.

Such a beautiful girl is incompatible with such a downtown tavern. I don't want to understand - but I think I've figured out why - that a friend of mine has become a boner for starch and rendition.

This girl will stand out, even if she is among the noble princesses of the king's capital. Rare platinum hair shines glossy and only then does it capture the eye more than any gemstone or gold or silver craftsmanship.

With all its gorgeous beauty, the signs of entanglement resemble wild flowers, something calming and soothing. If there were someone like her in the conspiracy swirling palace, how much would that heal?

(... Speaking of which, you always said)

My friend said, "Latina... I'm not healing enough! Go home! As soon as possible, I'm going back to my latina!" So, I feel like there was. At the end of the day, it's a pretty cornered look, whining about the name of my adopted child, even sharpening my sword...... I feel kind of sorry I shouldn't have remembered, but, well, I can't help but remember what I remembered.

It is unfortunate that the efficiency of the job itself is also increased by the end of life friends.

I know it's not like I'm usually out of my hands, but at the end of the day, I'm going to do everything I can to get home as soon as possible.

Originally, Dale was highly regarded, both domestically and by the highly capable Erdystedt family. Apart from his rare ability to be called the 'brave', Dale, who uses the magic of offense and, combined with sword moves, gets an unusual but circumstantially flexible battle, is a worthy person to be praised in a larband country that encourages martial arts and witchcraft.

Some nobles initially despised his origins as countrymen. But Dale silenced even such a mockery from the raw man through merit and perfect courtesy.

His personal abilities are some of Dale's own lose-loathing qualities, or very good.

That is why I am a very unfortunate friend that the oddity is still present. Still, there was no more spiritual affordability, like being cornered, before living with an adopted child. When you're not having a 'seizure', you're even starting to show signs of calm, piercing locks.

Neither has the surrounding appreciation risen, and now no one knows the name of the duke's trusted Dale Leki in the royal castle.

I guess I can't say 'bad' in general.

"Do you know about Dale's 'job'?

"No. I heard that Dale's work sometimes involves important confidentiality. So I'm trying not to ask."

As he tours his thoughts, Gregor asks, recalling that the girl in front of him is heterogeneous.

Listening to that reply, Gregor decided that it seemed better not to let the girl hear anything to do with 'work'.

The very fact that Dale is under contract with the Duke's house and crusading the Demon King and his family is not confidential.

But if a friend hasn't told this girl what she's doing, it should be respected. Because the 'work' of 'ourselves' is infinitely synonymous with slaughtering this girl's 'fellow countrymen'.

At a time when Gregor and Latina had a slightly interrupted conversation, Dale, who was just cleaning up his own room, turned to the store.

"You kept me waiting, Gregor. It's a small place, but let's talk about Rose in my room."

Because my favorite Latina is cleaning at the temples, it has never been messed up, but there is still a sense of life on the table. They were being punished.

"Latina, didn't you do something rude?

The word is' guardian 'itself. But Gregor cuts back without moving a single expression.

"What if I said yes?

"I think you did something extra."

I thought that might be the place.

With such Gregor in front, Dale turns to Latina.

"Latina, will you go get Rose?

"Yeah. Shall we carry tea upstairs afterwards? Will you wait till then?

"... right, it could be a long time. Then please."

"Okay."

Only a few words exchanged show that the two of us really get along. Dale more noticed Gregor loosening his expression unconsciously.

"Oh, my God, nibble"

"No... I thought you raised her to be a decent lady."

"Until you, is that how you react!?

The words Gregor uttered in the illuminated half seemed to have kind of made a friend's switch.