Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

In the morning I moved my hunting point to the Northeast Mountains for hunting.

I want to collect more fur for future deals (...). Especially neck hunting rabbit fur, with good value in the human world. Because you can't get it on that side.

The same reasoning could be said of some herbivores. So it's been a routine these days to collect what you see and store it in Patia's made cubes.

"Oh... this is also polite..."

But today I was admired.

There was a narrow, grassless flat in the woods, and they were finding signs that someone was staying there.

At first I stopped to smell just a few, that people still smell.

Then I looked around, and it was carefully (...) covered up, but there were traces of camp on the ground that gave me dirt.

"Hmm, is it something like before dawn? The number is, 1… Are you an idiot who comes to such a border alone?"

When I paid off the platter with my feet, a burning cusp with heat was still dug out.

Perhaps this is human, from the fact that it burns. Or a type of demon tribe close to humans.

Migo and other demons don't need fireworks or anything because the flesh itself is resistant to digits.

After further careful examination, the problem immediately surfaced.

I am this intruder who entered our territory, but I am very well trained.

Traces such as footprints could not be found, and they refused to trace me to the hunters.

But no matter how trained you are, you are not the same age as me.

An annual wheel carved like a great tree in me was allowing me to trace it.

I would be better at lurking, and even have this sense of smell.

Following the trail, I broke off my hunting schedule and began tracking intruders.

How did all these skilled soldiers get here?

The worst possibility is that this is the chaser aimed at Patia, dispersing the search hand.

"This direction is... huff"

As I followed the trace further, I trembled that it was stretching toward the ancient castle of Sumika.

It's wrong to put it in. If you do poorly, this intruder will encounter Patia.

Imagine why humans would come in to places like this, they still targeted my daughter, nothing else to think of as a chaser.

And I kicked the earth, and ran once and for all from the mountains toward the castle, toward the fountain near it.

At this hour, Patia collects water walnuts and fruits and mountain vegetables.

Next thing you know, this guy, unlike the first adventurers, is highly skilled.

I wish Patia's magic was hit, but that kid is only eight years old, and he hasn't trained enough. Therefore I must hunt intruders instead. Rushed.

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I see the lake.

One more step, and if you get caught and cross the eastern fortress, I can't help you anymore.

Mr. Edward and I made a promise. When I defend that child at the price of a miracle magic book called Nakoto.

He held back his impatience, turned off his footsteps and proceeded through the roadless woods alerting him to encounters with his enemies.

And when I found it, I felt hot in my own eyes. At the same time intense hostility.

Only a few figures were seen in the gap between the trees and the trees. Far away, far away, an armed human man and the figure of Patia facing it.

Assault now - no. That choice is no. It's cheap behavior like wildlife parents do.

Fortunately, the enemy doesn't look like he's about to do any immediate harm. Keep your sword on your hips.

The opponent is a highly skilled swordsman, against whom I am nothing but a petty, powerless cat human being.

Remind me of the hunting tricks. Now you should abandon your short-circuited emotions, approach them unnoticed, and put them away with a single blow.

Because that is my way, my Theory without power.

Drop your posture and slowly approach the enemy. Once you've packed some distance, let's move forward to the hourglass.

"Why do you have kids here, young lady, what's your name? What kid are you?

………… Listen, what are you going to do? You're an obnoxious uncle... "

"What, were you on guard earlier? Am I so suspicious?... You're human, aren't you?

"Garlic, what's so bad! Patia's gone!... Oh, shit -!?

How crude of you to reveal your name...

The man was suspicious of Patia's condition.

"Hey, follow me. I'll take you somewhere better than here."

"Fine!"

He reached out to our daughter.

And when I witnessed it, I was relieving myself of my lurking and choosing to accelerate.

You can't keep your promise to Mr. Edward, off the cat human Theory, but this is for sure.

"Follow me anyway! I'm not being suspicious!

"Oh, I did. The obnoxious one, if you were there, you'd have to, bump!!

Yes, yes, that's what I taught you.

The one who comes here is not decent either way, so he told me to punch that five-attribute bolt magic in the suspicious one.

"Heh...?

"Uncle, obnoxious! but ooh!!

"Hey, wait..."

Patia quickly spawned a five-color magic arrow at her fingertips, smashing Soytz into an obscure tracker with childish, unthinkable thoughtfulness.

"Gee, gee hah..."

A suspicious uncle is blown away by the repelling action of multiple attributes.

He was flying through the woods like a shell, punching his back and head against the trunk of the tree of Caede, which was ahead of him.

"Ah, cat! Take a look, Pattier, Uncle Ambiguous, I did it! There you go. There you go. There you go.

"It's weirder not to hit it at this close range, but it was a brilliant ambush to do so. Let's applaud you, brilliant."

"Yay!! Cat, that's just a compliment! Well, Patia is, like, my uncle!

Turning to applause and praise, the eight-year-old girl flew around Piompion, sparkling her blonde on a wood leak day.

It's rising. It may grow. I guess we should have the harshness to scold. But let's put that aside.

"What about that? My uncle seems surprised."

"Huh... Huh!?

I looked back at that intruder with a mixed glance of intimidation.

"I don't know if you're well equipped or at your level, but you seem to have a lot more magic resistance"

"While... What is it, little one? Oh, my God, I lost my temper..."

I don't feel nervous about grabbing people or assassins.

He stood up fine, rubbing his head and hips.

"You're a cat human."

"That's right. I'm a cat human, so I'm not saying."

"Here we go! Here we go, cat!

Patia is honest, so please carefully put in a bright scratch.

It's dangerous, so you hide it behind my back.

I'm kind of losing sight of the assassins after Patia, but that could be an act, too, though. It has to be determined.