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 -

"I guess they haven't put a trace on it...?

"Don't underestimate there, tracking and lurking are my best areas of expertise. I'm lost, but in this city."

I'd rather have a matatabi soaked in sugar than distilled liquor......

In my hometown, for some reason, you were stopped from drinking.

"Right. Hang on, you kidnapped that Sister, how dare you come back... Aren't you afraid Sarasar will catch you...?

"There is no evidence anywhere that I, Electrum Bell, did it. Except if the vice priest falls back on Prince Idiot's side."

"Ha ha, then you haven't conveyed any information about this one. The current priest has already lost his leg, and it looks like there's an election going on at the diocese headquarters, but that deputy priest, Mr. Holt, is going to cow the diocese here."

That's good news, dude. It was the lucky thing to get Conne that seemed to work.

Well, it's not what I found out, no matter what happens to the human country or religion.

"You've done well to cover your sins."

"The prince's eight wins. I'm driving you crazy looking for the bride thief. You know, you shouldn't be exposed in public in a lot of countries."

"Oh, I'm scared, let's be careful"

But is that perverted prince Salazar......

I don't even want to remember that matter. but you'll have to tell them.

Offer the glass to the red-haired woman in search of additional firewine. It was poured immediately and overflowing, all at once.

"You may be inferior to the alcohol of the demonic world, but you're not bad. You can bring it to me next time."

"Unfortunately, that's a little tricky.... Ask me more than that. Prince Salazar, who exceeded our expectations."

Little demons like me are rare.

It's not bad to make the destination of supplies a demonic city for a while more than it has thus become an inquisitor of the kingdom of Panagium.

If you have the items available only in the City of Demons, it can be dangerous but it will be a lot of money.

"Ha, I'm not surprised about that stupid prince right now."

"No, I'm sure it's more than I expected. He was connected to the demonic moderates."

"Heh... when the North hears about it, it's going to be a big fuss."

"Yeah, from the north, where the war against the demons continues, the Panagium Kingdom, which just keeps on flirting, must already be a traitor to mankind."

Drain the rape pier and illuminate it with moonlight, cared for with vegetable oil.

There was a teasing fly earlier, so I pierced it, paid for it, and put it back in the sheath.

"A demonic tribe of the frogger species named Rog was dispatched under Salazar by its moderates. He had the power to turn people into animals."

"Heh, so?

"It would be information manipulation that a civilian wife dies in an accident in the rear palace. Prince Salazar was the lowest de pervert with a man-made carnivore hobby, and in the back he turned the bride into an animal and seemed to be eating. That's what Rog said."

I drank up the rest of the fire liquor. It's going to be crappy.

Oh, I can finally charge the worst pervert to someone who belongs to human society. I feel wonder and good.

Contrary to me, however, the tart had hardened since earlier, forgetting too much fierce disgust or even alcohol.

"I've already finished the evidence. You don't have to believe it.... but if you look into it, you might find some fragments. Whoever you give this information to, it's not what I know, use it as you please."

Use the next king's scandal again. Tart's fingertips knock out the cutlet and desk.

That drew some circles and nodded my neck.

"That's a little risky. You let that frog bastard go to you as an assassin, didn't you? Then Sarasar will try to find out where the information came from. Either way, you're getting harder and harder to move."

"Maybe that's true. Failure to press charges as complete anonymity will result in your death."

Either way, the next king, power is a pain in the ass.

Over the past 300 years, we have seen a wide variety of kings, of which Sarasar is the lowest category.

"What's more important than that, you? I'm still busy with this, don't tell me what to do. Don't tell me you're just here to chat with me."

"It was one of the pleasures of coming."

"Ha ha, you've never been dictated to by a cat human!

I was honored to laugh happily.

It's my grandfather, so depending on what you see, he also looks cute over thirty tarts.

"Could you please procure supplies? It's good to have protected our children, but we don't have enough tools at heart and we don't have a job assignment"

"Oh, that's a tool..."

"Could you arrange an iron hand axe, an iron quail, a large pot, a fishing needle, yarn, lots of cloth and sartorial tools? The price is the contents of the bag there. I'd like a textbook or a tailor."

"Unfortunately, you don't know a tailor who wants to escape at night.... so far"

I won't say no to tarts. Those supplies are what enrich your sister's identical Liseri.

He was calculating my order quickly and enthusiastically in his head.

"Well, you're going to put some decent clothes on those kids... ok, I'll take care of it! The haulier, you know, but let's do it right away! Rumor has it that the inside of the cat has been inspected.

"I have trouble calling it that, because I am supposed to be dead in the demonic world."

"Then tell me your name, what village?

"No, that's not it yet."

I definitely want to avoid just the name Nekotan Land.

It would be wise to keep that name out of your mouth.

"Huh?! Do you think there are idiots in this world who want to escape at night where they don't even know their names? It's time to make up your mind before you finish your inspection!

"So is that, let's do that. The population is now 37, it's time for you to have no name..."

Even so, I can't think of anything like this.

Anyway, the environment is too special. When it becomes a land of hidden boundaries surrounded by Gigas and Rosen lines, it doesn't stick with a normal name.

"Do me a favor there. Okay, so can we wait here until tomorrow evening? I need you to escort me and my luggage to your place, okay?

"Yes, of course. I'm sorry to leave you to me, thank you."

Is this talent for tarts? She stood up and explored my backpack.

We've got all the weighty things that are accordingly rare, so we need to explain the value so merchants don't fool us.

"You just took it on! You saved Liseri, don't be shy! Because the more you hate me from now on, the better you'll be!

"... then only one thing is selfish. This is nice and refreshing, but there's actually just one more thing I wanted personally..."

It's a craft, not a cheap one.

I said my selfish name after I pressed for it to be available cheaply.

"Heh... Liseri has always liked songs... okay, I think so. I want to! Besides, it's kind of a fairy tale!

Tart affirmed what was only my selfishness, saying that entertainment was also needed in villages where growth was mandated.

Laugh, demon king, for the first time in 300 years...

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Meanwhile, Patia...

"It's good for cats, Bunny! In order to see it, just Uncle Hena, wow, this is awesome!

She was telling that duel during her encounter with Barney to the younger group of children as a martial arts tradition.

"But don't let the cat go! From Patia - what the hell...? groaning, shuba bu bu! Oh, my God! Whoo! This way, Nekotan, I can't see you, Nekotan, and I... I killed Bunny Tan - not like this!

Ten of the youths were put to sleep by me then, so the erasure method would mean five spectators.

"I knew Mr. Electrum was cool!

"I can't believe your father's a cute, strong cat, Patia. Nice!

"Yeah yeah, I had a good cat father too!

"Hehe, that's good. - You're kidding me. And Yu, Neko Tambu Yudan, 1 Wah, Shit ~. So, 2 Wah, Kikuchi Hitsu!?

I'm a little embarrassed, but he said that was already very popular.

So much so that we slept together that evening in a young group room, Patia was cracking it down with her children with palsy.

"Hey two wow! Cat, I want it, I want it!

"Toro...?

"Hey, Patia, what's a stomach?

"Okay, it's potatoes, Mr. Electrum, you fight potato monsters -!

"It's not a good idea. Midori, it's big, it's close."

"The Green Place..."

"Hmmm...... I'll ask Mr. Rick later. Maybe it's a rare monster, green."

Needless to say, that Rick was troubled by strange words that looked nothing like Troll.