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 -

Time flows slowly here.

I don't often get rushed by anything, and if there is, it's enough to set the environment up on the assumption of inspecting tarts.

No. Barney seems very uptight. Affected by that and the others...... oh am I the only one relaxing then?

Well, anyway, it was about the scars on the earth hidden in Hyde, more than six days after I returned here.

"Uh-oh, always. - Thank you. Patia, Ma'am, it's such a mess and a blessing..."

"Patia exaggerates. But I'm glad you're praising me... because I want to make it."

"I agree with you, Horrix. You're the best. Rice is important."

Breakfast is boreal grilled meat seasoned with pepper and salt, plus white fish soup.

And then there's the mountain vegetables I've picked up in the woods and a little fruit. They're all delicious, but it's time I missed the cereal system.

"Speaking of which, I forgot to tell you all something"

"Talk... Teacher, I'll tell you from the rules of thumb. That's important, isn't it?

Gently rinse the soup and place the Bernie woodwork on the floor.

It makes you feel a little under-trained with snoring, but this is it. I thought it tasted good.

Fish soup is my favorite. But there was also a cat tongue, and you have to wait for it to cool down.

That's why, if we're going to talk about that, now is just the time.

"You know perfectly well, yes, I totally forgot I had something important to tell you. Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... you don't want to get old"

"Dude, you have such a bad feeling..."

"Cat Tan is - relaxing, so nah. I can't help it."

No, I don't think fuzz and relaxation connect at all, I guess.

Well, I'm sure one Barney complains about this story, and that's okay with ex-post consent because we can push it off with a 3: 1 majority.

"It's a little far-fetched, but at the request of the Night Runner Tart, I went inside the Ethiopathy Patient. Apparently he's having trouble eating, too, and Tart told me to volunteer."

Barney's complexion has turned into concern. Yeah, from his calculations, I guess it's unscheduled.

I rinsed the fudge white fish soup, but it's still hot. But the light stock is stained and very tasty.

"That was again, too much life, so I recommended them to move here"

"Right, biggie...? Right, right, right. What is that?

"Patia, is there a replacement for the soup?

"Ah, there he is!! But I don't like catfish. I don't like catfish. It's crazy."

What a gentle daughter. He says he wants to eat, but he leaves white fish soup for me...

Let's stick it out more than usual today. And as expected, this is going to bring us into a 3: 1 situation.

"Hey, wait a minute, cat. Huh, you have an ethereal disease?!

Barney knows the knight, the darkness of the kingdom of Panagium.

Maybe what palsy is like for humans.

That's right. He also panicked if he thought the planned plan would smash.

"I know what you're trying to say. No matter how many detached people you make, people with palsy have problems as immigrants."

It's hot, so I'll flatter Boa's grilled meat.

Pepper, this one changes the taste of meat dishes. Every bite will motivate you to make your next buyout.

... If Sister Cookles is getting married, you have to arrange an understudy.

"Why are you so calm?! Yes, you wouldn't look good if the best night escape was filled with people with abominable diseases!

It's not what I found out. Gather the hackers, if I were to mention that, I'd lose my cut.

Rather, it's easier to reopen it than to shake it off first.

"When it comes to ethereal disease, is that the array that killer Nyx adores? I didn't know it would happen to humans..."

Bernie, please apprentice Rick for this calm.

Maybe the patient's family can hold him here, too, right? That would already be appreciated.

"Yeah, but it's not contagious. It's a disease that can coexist without eliminating it, there's no reason to isolate it. Even so, they had been banished into the woods on the side of the demon world..."

Rick looks down on his eyes and puts the woodwork on the ground if it's not if he's eating.

It was a little surprising to me that she sympathized with humans.

Orthodox, it is an enemy from man, a faction created by those who deceive the successor of the Demon King. She belongs to that faction.

"Tart, is that what he's got...... I've known about the quarantine ward for a long time. Many times the people and the people of the diocese made noise. But that son of a bitch, that's what he came for..."

Quarantine is only evil, but it can't help.

That would be Barney Goliath's split way of dealing with palsy patients to this day.

But this is how the premise collapsed. From the day Patia's Magic All Wide turned the scars of the earth into a miracle hideout.

"There are only children in there. He said it was because he would go out looking for food from the elders and die in turn... besides, he was under attack by a fellow human being the night I stood in it. I've given it back, but if you throw it away, it'll be the next time, and if you throw it away, your sleep will suck."

Plus I want to keep an eye on that handsome oak jog and the blind Liseri.

If you leave the jog like that, you can also see him getting a private sentence from his peers. He is better than me in neutralism. But it's only reckless.

"After being dumped by his parents, even by his fellow countrymen, he pointed the blade at him... What a stupid thing to do..."

"Poor thing, no..."

"Damn, that's so fucking special deluxe. Something like that...... Oh, you tart piece of shit, you superfluous..."

Barney was starting to compromise even as he complained.

They will be wiped out if we do not help them, and we crave new inhabitants.

I have no desire for immigrants who cannot even accept palsy in the first place.

Because those people can have the same eyes on Patia.

"... so what's the number of people at heart?

"Please don't even pluck me into 41, about thirty people. Either way, we're going to prepare an environment that can accommodate a tart inspection. Tart seems to put quite a bit on the shoulder for the palliative, and it's a loss, but not a bad idea."

"It's nothing. Thirty kids... it's gonna be a workforce, and it's better than a weirdly sleazy adult... Good things. I hope the school runs away at night."

Somehow the figure of Sister Cooksle came to mind.

Gentle with thin green hair, she looked admired by the children in the cathedral.

Kidnap me straight away - you can't even have a future nobleman.

"Just the kids, are you jerking off... Wow..."

"Yep. Handsome, wild oak is protecting me now, but I can't prevent it the next time I'm attacked"

"Instructor, why did you postpone such an important story until today..."

It will take a little time now for Liseri to convince her people.

Because if you move now, it could be tragic instead.

Was Patia just in shock, then she drops her gaze on the soup and shuts up. I might not have talked about it in the morning.

"Cat human, tell me one thing. Who would be such a fool to attack a patient?!

"That's rarely hot blood, Bernie. I know you're guessing, but they're from the diocese. He said something I don't know about mixed children with demons, the love of Nyx."

Mixed blood between demons and humans cannot occur.

Where exceptions rarely occur, the child to be born only takes over one characteristic or the other.

What are you talking about? This idiot and all I could say was that it was a stupid claim.

"These are stupid people to make... Instructor, I think I should accept. More like a cold-blooded bunny to disagree with."

"Don't underestimate me, Horix. I have a complaint, but I'm not against accepting it. The ex-knight is relieved to know the child is going to be killed! I'm not that far out, either!

"Ooh... Bunny, well done! It's hard, it's the old man, Bunny Tan!

Patia applauded Bernie with a heartfelt praise.

Followed by even the Bull Demon Race Rick.

"That's great, Bunny, Bunny was going to be a bunny, you were going through the details. That's a good man."

"Ugh... you suddenly lie to me?! When a beauty like Horrix tells you ~, something like that, is that it...? This feeling resembles the sister-in-law of a liquor store, hehe..."

Somehow you know. You don't know, no. I knew you didn't.

I was wondering if Rick would take Bernie's reins in the future, except for the fact that I can expect a little bit of the future.

"When this happens, we'll have to make plans faster...... Tart's a fucking kid...... not now. Aren't you just getting older too? We'll finish the waterway before he gets here, we need more fields too, let's plant more potatoes and wheat. Shit... why should I wipe the scumbags' asses even if I'm dropping them out..."

"Whether you're a good man and lose your status, your heart is still a fine knight."

"Praise you for killing me! Isn't it going to rain today?!?

Sometimes I just thought I'd give you a compliment, but Barney's distorted.

By the way, I wash my face properly every day because I'm a cat, not a cat. Sometimes I throw up hairballs though.

"Um, you know, cat..."

But suddenly I was worried, and Patia turned to me.

My fingers stroke my comfortable head with that salad. That's all that kept me quiet.

"It's okay, they were all friendly good kids. I won't let you kill me."

"I'm not..., you know, um..."

"What is it, Lord Patty?

"Can we get along or are you anxious? It's okay, Patia's a bright, fun kid."

You seem to want to say something, but you don't seem to be able to say it well.

Eventually you gave up or dropped your gaze, drank up the little soup left, and grabbed the meat.

"Hagu, gu, gu, gu! Phew, welcome, uh-oh! Patia, I can't wait, it's full, it's coming! If I swallow it, it's full. - Shh, shh, shh!

The blonde little lady left the Command Ken living room with a loud, ill-informed self-assertion.

Make waterways and sow them, and proceed with cleaning the castle to secure your living space.