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

Even with Dale and Latina on board, Hagel ran through the sky with no problems. Of course, that is also the presence of Latina, who is good at witchcraft.

Dale hung an uneasy voice on Latina, who continued her magic of reducing weight.

"You're not in the book yet, are you? Don't push me, okay?

"You don't have to worry so much. I just fell asleep, a sleeping habit, as much as I might have followed."

Latina smiling, saying so, was in Dale's arms.

The armor Hagel wrapped around was made of platinum with an emphasis on appearance, but at the same time it had the functionality to take on the role of saddle when putting Dale on his back.

Enough to ride alone, Dale. That's also a little narrow if you're alone with Latina.

But for Dale, who came to the idea that if he was narrow, he should hang out with her, there was no problem at all.

"Wahoo."

Clammy and Vint, who was ahead at my pace, slowed down and walked side by side. Speak up and drop altitude.

"Vint?"

"What?

"Is there something over there?

I'm sorry for Latina tilting her neck, but I don't know Dale.

Dale on the outbound journey to Vasilio was filled with feelings so black that she couldn't possibly know about it, with blood all over her head. There was no room to look around for long.

"You want to go?

"Can you please?

"I understand."

Without Dale having to pinch his mouth, Hagel immediately responded to Latina's 'favor'.

Yeah, I knew it would. And, Dale becomes a subtle face. And he turned to consciousness so that Latina wouldn't lose her balance or anything on Hagel, where she would become unstable because of the descent.

As altitude fell, it became possible to discern that there was more than one figure on the ground. It's not a town. The tent is stretched out multiple times, and the watch is alert to the surrounding area. Looking at it, Dale realized it was a stronghold between him and Kreutz, which was in Sylvia's story.

"That's..."

Then, on the way home to Kreutz, it should be a safe place to rest along the long journey. I have no problem with myself, but I need to give Latina a break. and so on, and Dale was unchanged and thinking in a latina-centric thought circuit.

The earthly watchmen also lifted their guard and welcomed them when they realized that it was two phantom beasts - one of whom was a familiar vint - who had descended from the sky.

Dale became somewhat surprised by the figure who welcomed him.

"Gregor"

"Apparently, it's exactly the way it was."

"What does that mean?"

"Whatever it means, whatever it means, just as it is."

Gregor said so the moment Dale and I met each other, and Dale responded flashly.

I'm out of time, Gregor.

"I am not in a position to be honored by His Royal Highness the King and Sister of Vasilio..."

"Please don't do that to Gregor..."

I didn't know how far it was a joke, from Gregor's immobile look. Latina blushed her cheeks and looked like she was in trouble.

"... the army of the Larband country has arrived?

"Oh. It's just the habitat of the Warcraft, and the safety issue is piling up. But it seems to be going further than I thought."

"I heard that Kreutz adventurers are developing bases (here) and defending..."

If Gregor turned his gaze away and Dale looked around, he could confirm that the familiar adventurers were watching this one on the far roll.

Unexpectedly, reflexively hug the latina. Latina wonders how Dale is doing. and tilted his neck.

- - but in that movement of Dale, the opponent was convinced that there was an intended person there.

The earth turned.

The Larband National Soldier, who was accompanying Gregor, described it that way at a later date.

"It's a fairy princess -!!

"Whoa, whoa!

"Yahoo!

For them, it was a clear reaction that it was not a matter of dail. More quickly and accurately than the regular army, the "'Fairy Princess' Discovery" report rushes around the base.

"Huh!?

I'm surprised. Even the reaction of the latina that was instantly transmitted.

"Huh, I checked!

"Eh, it's always the same!

"Those guys..."

Against Dale roaring half-eyed, Latina glanced up gratefully, Dale.

"Not so always, you say?

The thing I care about, it seems to be there. Although it is a cliche of early impressions from childhood, there is no indication of any improvement in our mood.

"... Isn't it good because you're cute?

"The way Dale says it... you always say it... eh"

Bad for Latina with a shocked face, but Dale doesn't have the metric to deny him there either. I didn't want to use words against her that I knew were lies.

"Wahoo."

At the end of Dale's gaze, Vint had a big bone.

It wasn't long before Dale learned that every time Vint stopped by this stronghold, he was getting a Warcraft bone as a snack.

"Don't worry, I'm sorry..."

"I don't mind, I don't mind."

"Never mind."

"Um, but... eh"

"You look safe, you're safe."

"This is our job, too. Never mind."

Away from Dale like that, Latina's voice swallowed up by the joyous voices of the tough bastards as she headed to the familiar regular guests and tried to apologize.

Losing and sticking up voices were also scratched off by the old men's laughing voices.

The look on Dale's face to see such a thing also loosened before he knew it.

It is also emotional for him to be able to confirm that she was loved from all around her.

But you touched Latina's shoulder because you were confused, and you held hands with familiarity. And you and you closer than you need to be. You tasted heaven once, so it's B to see hell at last. Be prepared.

Oh, my God, thinking Dale was totally back to normal specifications.

When the adventurers saw the noise, the soldiers, who had been taken aback, shrugged as if they realized something.

Gregor in front of him hit his hand, almost at the same time Dale wondered.

"Speaking of which, Dale,"

"What the fuck?"

"I'm glad to see you again."

"but?"

"Did you tell her about that (...)?

"Is that it?"

Dale's ear, trying to ask what it was about, received a grunt of a young soldier who was in the vicinity.

"... fairy princess? Real?"

(What do you mean 'real'... ah? Ahhh!)

From an early age, Latina has worn two names: 'Fairy Princess'. To the extent that the word "lovable" is not enough in the end, she could not say very much, just "Billboard Daughter" for the guests of "Tiger Cat Pavilion".

Dale agreed with that.

So even if they gave me the name 'Fairy Princess' by referring to Latina, as' It's As Usual ', I accepted it.

It was delayed to realize that the current designation would include a different meaning.

"Ah..."

Gregor sighed at Dale, sloppily and coldly sweating, out of sight.

"You didn't tell me."

"... oh"

Behind the affirmed Dale, to the cheers of the adventurers, the cheers of the soldiers were added.

"Hey, what?

Latina, who makes her eyes black and white, doesn't know what's going on.

Regular visitors among adventurers - the face of "Little Daughter SS" - were instantly grasping things. Put on a formation that protects Latina by adopting a system of collision.

"Because you used a design modeled after her, her face was known to the armies of nations."

"... right"

"If you had a girlfriend next to you with a phantom beast and she was called under the alias' Fairy Princess', don't even react like this"

"Yeah......"

Next to Dale, who looks like he bit a bitter bug, Gregor made more of an indication of the status quo to rap than usual.

From Dale, who was cornered and in jeopardy, the shade is completely paid off. At the same time of relief, I still can't pick up Rose unless I'm done with another job. There are also eight of them.

In front of the rumored "Fairy Princess," he didn't even try to quell the scene, which happened to be chaotic, and Gregor spilled a crease, a small laugh.

While Dale was thinking about how to delude herself, Latina apparently asked regular customers who were nearby for a rough story.

Even in the distance, you can clearly see that you are panicking.

When it comes to myself, knowing that the tail spine is spreading among the nations of the world with the likeness of Leviathan -- what Latina can do today.

(Frisos's place... let's go home...)

It was only a far-sighted monologue that he might be right to be pulled into a cage.