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

The Red God's Night Festival takes place after sundown, as can be seen from its name.

Nevertheless, on the day of the festival, the entire city of Kreutz is full of signs of restlessness that have been exalted since morning. It's the biggest festival in the second largest city in the Larband Nation. I guess I don't have a choice.

"Well, I'm coming!

"Be careful, Latina"

"Yeah."

Rita is the one who drops off Latina, who's still going out in the morning.

Dale, who was more worried than he needed to be, was away. Rose was to leave Kreutz in confusion by this large group of travellers and other people and head to the King's Capital. I was asked to accompany Rose as her escort.

Nevertheless, I am not sending you to Wangdu. Dale's job is to take him to the planned arrival site of the Fei Long, a short distance from Kreutz.

So wait for the Fei Long to come, until you drop Rose and Gregor off on the Fei Long ride to Wang Du, which will be Dale's job today.

Gregor was single-ridden and had reached Kreutz many times changing horses. After that, we exchanged with Wang Du again, and the Duke was to send us a flying dragon. There is only a limited amount of 'sky' available. It would be a fairly safe journey to the King's Capital than any other means.

Latina doesn't know much about Rose, Gregor's identity, etc.

For Latina, Dale's "work" today also takes it as a "job" not so different from the usual exorcism of warcraft. I remember something like Rose's anxiety about her involvement with "The Two Demon Kings," Latina, but it also fades while Rose stays at the "Tiger Cat Pavilion" for a while.

If I tried that on her, my mind would already be a lot out of place in a situation where I could do a little 'adult' imitation - my first 'night out' - while there was no more worrying Dale than I needed to.

Vint sleeps at Rita's feet. I'm stubborn.

Between 'Him' and Latina, there has been one stuffiness since this morning. Vint was going to accompany Latina to the festival, which Latina refused to do.

If you try Latina, it's our first 'night out' with our long-time friends. I remember the exaltation of being just a little grown up. And as a maiden of my age, I have a lot to talk about with my friends. I almost wanted Vint not to.

Rita and Kennis, in their hearts, wanted Vint to follow them. As far as Dale, who is away, has the assumption that Vint will be fine because he's going with it.

Latina, however, pushed her last resort to Vint.

"... to Vint for saying that... because I don't brush..."

He was pompous, a small voice, but his eyes weren't laughing. Vint was so upset by the words that Rita and Kennis were so sympathetic.

"La...... latina?

"I won't."

"Octopus? Octopus?

"I won't."

"Gekioko!?

Pfft. And the voices of Vint circling around Latina, who turned away, drifted with desperation and grandeur.

(... That's blackmail, Latina...)

(Latina... I've been stubborn for a long time...)

In front of the couple watching as they monologued in their hearts, the settlement was reached.

"Oko... Tsutan... Rusuban... do..."

Disappointed and dexterously dropping his shoulder despite the beast (Chemo), Vint succumbed before Latina's threat.

After the settlement is made that way, Vint should not follow me to Latina, no matter how much Rita or Kennis asked for it.

Latina won a night out without a guardian, as she had requested.

Rita and Kenneth, to be honest, are anxious.

Nevertheless, I also understand that this couple, not as extreme as Dale, will not be able to keep this girl, who will one day grow up, accompanied by her parents forever. I also knew that a day like today, when a lot of protection is in the city, would be appropriate to go through one of those 'stages'.

"Really, I'm not careful!

Rita whined inside, sighing as Latina pressed more precautions than when she first went through the school building.

(…… If anything happens to Latina…… I wonder if it will rain blood…)

It was an imagination that didn't seem very good for femininity.

Latina watched them in a rising mood as she stopped to see the traveller-like people and the festivities arranged everywhere. Since I came to Kreutz six years ago, even if I look at it like I do every year, my heart jumps at the unusual state of the city and the atmosphere.

(In Vasilio, you never saw the Red God (Ahmal) festival...)

It has become difficult to remember what happened in my hometown (Vasilio) these days, when I was accustomed to living in Kreutz.

And now that I'm happy, I was starting to think that my days in my hometown weren't just hard.

Initially, when I was "exiled," it was even hard and sad to remember my hometown. That's why Latina was trying not to think as much as she could. It was only recently that I was able to recall pleasant memories.

(Speaking of which... with Rag (...), you went to the festival... I wonder what god's festival that was...)

From across the street, a young child walks in hand with his father. Plus, stopping her gaze, Latina tilted her neck.

"... because that was the only time I got out of the 'Temple'... I wonder if I was a god other than the Purple God (Banafsegi)..."

Latina noticed herself as she was about to get hiccups, and as she shook her head and switched, she started walking back to Chloe's house.

East Side's main street was an unparalleled crowd, and it was as difficult to walk straight. But as soon as I enter one back road, one figure is neglected. It would be proof that many people come from elsewhere.

Remembering the illusion of easier breathing, Latina goes further down the road.

The artisanal neighborhood we reached was as quiet as ever - working sounds and other noises were heard from houses everywhere, but -.

One of them, knocking on the door of the house of his best friend, who is used to going through.

"There you are, Latina! Come in."

"Sorry to bother you."

Chloe leads the way through the workplace to Chloe's private room.

Sylvia's already here.

"Sorry, am I late?

"Yeah. Sylvia said the job was done early, and she was immersed. I didn't feel like going home."

To corroborate Chloe's words, in her private room, Sylvia was stretching her legs badly. Turn a smile that hasn't changed since school time when you noticed Latina.

"Sylvia, long time no see"

"Latina! It's been a really long time. Not really... you haven't changed."

"Where have you just seen it?

Dig into the comments there and you'll cry.

Sylvia slightly missed her gaze when she perceived the somewhat specific Latina aura thing that

"True, long time no see. Looking good."

Sylvia, who turned again towards Latina, re-divided it as if nothing had happened. Latina also smiles at her friends.

"Did Sylvia look a little grown up?

"Hehe... The Temple of the Green God (Akdal) brings a variety of updates every day."

That part of my friend who laughs badly at me didn't seem to change much from school building days.

"Heh heh heh, I brought all kinds of stuff today heh"

"Hmm?"

"Come on, Latina. I've finished my order!

"Yeah. I was so excited!

I didn't realize Chloe and Sylvia exchanged eye contact, and Latina was smiling a loose smile.

When Latina receives the new clothes Chloe took out, she begins to change. It's not that Chloe is not ashamed to change in public, but at times like this, she also makes sure that she looks like an artisan and is doing what she measures.

"... sorry, latina... you're really getting sober..."

"... it's starting to grow properly."

In the meantime, when Chloe, who confirmed a part of it, made an apology when she realized that there was a difference between the measurement and how much, Latina said, puffy. and he swelled his cheeks with unchanged tricks from an early age.