Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

Strong vibrations of the carcinoma shake the body. In the night sky, where there was nothing to block, the stars of heaven were shining.

It seems winter is approaching and the damp wind strokes my hair. I stretched wide and shook my tail on Cenri's lap.

Cenri stroked my back with a gentle hand. What a cold breeze it is for me to have lustrous fur. Well, it's like there's no change in temperature for vampires in the first place...

"Heh... ladies, you're going all the way to Lomburg... what are you going to do? That's not where the humans go... that's... that's the front line."

"... go to battle. I can still use my sword."

"Heh... a sword with such fine arms, because?... I'm either too confident or I don't know what to say."

He was a man with a rough atmosphere with deep scratches on his cheeks.

A flimsy, inferior gaze crawls around Cenri's body. I shook my tail on my lap and made a noise of intimidation in a high voice.

To my reprimand, a dirty dressed man laughed and said, "You're a knight I can count on, but if I take you to Lomburg, such a beautiful dog, you won't have it for a week."

Unfortunately, I am not a knight, but a baron.

Early in the month when I started getting used to being treated like a dog, Cenli and I were joining a large caravan and moving north on the continent.

Carriages and people that run forward, backward and everywhere, and the lights will look like one flock if they look down from the sky.

Outside the city is dangerous these days. There are demons, and even bandits leave.

If I'm as strong as a centimeter, I can safely travel between the city and the city, but for the majority of humans, travel outside the city is life-threatening.

So merchants who have no money to hire travellers or decent escorts form a massive caravan when they leave the city.

People are never high in the world of weak and strong eating. You can't live without a herd.

Human society is held. Those with combat abilities like Cenri and myself are hired by carriages and other means of travel and meals during their journeys, as well as by those caravans for small rewards.

It's safer to put together a large number than a few no matter how much fighting power you have, so they have a great mutual advantage in traveling long distances.

But in our case, things were a little different.

Cenri strokes my head as I wave a tail full of lowly mercenary men protesting.

It's Cenri's idea to join the caravan.

Me and Cenri would run a lot faster than using a carriage. I'm a lot faster than a horse without fatigue, and Cenri needs to carry it, so I don't have any more means to escape.

But one woman traveler is very conspicuous. Even if I became a human form, it still stands out. I'm fine outside the city, but I have to dive through the gates to get into the city and through the barracks. I don't even know where the Knights of the End hands are reaching. If you're hiding people, you're hiding them.

We were organized in the middle of a caravan. The first and the back are the most likely to fight, but Cenri is a luxurious looking girl, and I'm a dog, so I was placed in the middle of safe thinking about it.

Still, I was angry that the other mercenaries would catch on to Cenri in their spare time, probably because of the small number of female mercenaries.

I haven't touched her since she twisted her hand up once, but her licking gaze is going to stain the centipede.

But unfortunately, I'm a cage during the day, and I can't help it because I can get you out at night, but I can't be human. If I were a big dog, I might have been made to be alert, but I'm not too dignified.

Besides that, since I joined the caravan, I have been caught three more times by both unreliable men fascinated by this beautiful furrower, and each time I had the feather to change the place of formation. Dogs are also a fine asset, so it would be a crime to steal them, but apparently I'm adorable as much as I want to get them for trespassing.

I have also negotiated a number of purchases from merchants belonging to the team, and each time my sense of superiority was satisfied a little, Cenri seemed a little pioneering. The prices offered in the negotiations are also going up a little bit, so they could be sold off around next time as they are.

"Baron, shake your tail too far for anyone"

"Khun."

Even I'm not swinging because I want to. I shake it for some reason. It is the mystery of the dog's body.

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We set our next destination for one borderline city.

Lomburg, a fortified city where humans and demons scrape through habitats. It is considered the most intense battlefield on this continent, also known as the City of Blood and Iron.

There were three reasons for deciding that city as a destination.

The first reason is that Lomburg is away from the headquarters of the Knights of the End of this Continent and it is unlikely that Ephe will come.

The second reason is that you can promote my mutation by repeating the battle, and you can also get money.

And the third reason - when it comes to trouble, you can escape into the territory of the Demon King.

Rumor has it that Lomburg is the most dreadful city, while at the same time it is the most technologically developed city, a magical place where demons interact.

In people if you hide people, in demons if you hide demons. I'm not going to live there forever, but it would be ideal as a destination for now.

The problem is that Lomburg is very far away.

The flames and burning fire were burning. A pan containing a lot of ingredients is hung on fire and has a good smell in it. Even though it was outside the city, it was as busy as a city liquor store there.

The caravan is moving systematically. Unlike the undead, horses and people are hectic, so regular breaks in the water field are essential.

The mercenaries are taking turns to see if there are any beast or demon raids. Cenri is also incorporated into the rotation, but unfortunately I am not included in the rotation because I am a playdog. He won't include me.

But in the meantime, I do what I can only do.

"Baro, were you being a good girl?

"Keewoon."

As we enter the break, the children of the family forming the merchant corps come together with their eyes sparkling.

There are few dogs in the caravan. Even if you were there, not as much as Albatross, it's just a bunch of dogs that can be used in battle. Apparently, these adorable children can't help but want to feed me.

Some of them bring their share of dried meat or sweet treats that should be precious. The parents' merchants are also watching the situation with tender eyes.

Oh man, I can't help it...... When I rang small, I stood up to it shaking my tail. [M]