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 -

Revealed in the previous chapter

A problem surfaced in hiding. I don't even have enough tools for the number of people to expect the kids to have a workforce.

So Nekocht Bereto decides to go out for a third buyout to the city of Lehum.

Patia became friends with the little bird that morning, and began to keep it with her own head by giving it a perfect name.

Then half a day later, the cat human safely reaches the city of Lehum.

He met closely with Tart and snitched on Prince Salazar's evil deeds, while at the same time attaching cooperation.

For Tart, Liseri is his sister. Likewise, she prepares a total of six trolleys and a night escape immigrant named Dan the Masonry to cross the Gigasline Fortress with Catfish.

Even if they encounter an adventurer hunt on that road, they reached the scars of the earth safely, powerless without dispute.

So Tart makes a big fight with Bernie on the brink of corruption, an inspiring reunion with Liseri, and a misunderstanding of Jog because of his strength of mind and love.

Anyway, a lot of work tools, seeds and cloths were supplied inside, and the production inside the tart and the pioneering accelerated.

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Demon King's Me (Servant)

Cathuman and Forgotten Melody Playing the Whistle

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12-1 Forgot Music Cat Who Whistles For - Demon King's Beloved Cat Human -

Before dawn, dominated by moonlight and silence, in the upper castle of the ancient castle, I merely looked out at the sky on the side of the demon kingdom.

Aye is unchanged purple clouds and unsound thunderlights, and beyond the Great Wall of Tsu there is a world of dim darkness with no night or day.

It's not like I want to go back that way.

Simply the majority of my memories are in the demonic realm.

You don't have to fight as part of the Demon Army here, so you should have rather been happy that it was something that created a good place with Patia.

"Why am I doing this with temporal emotion..."

I said selfishness to Tart then. What did I think, I asked her to procure the flute?

With that beautiful silver instrument in his chest, Cat Human stares at all the blurry and demonic realms.

My body refuses to put my mouth on the whistle, and I'm not prepared to play the tone.

What the hell, which song should I play, it doesn't come to mind......

Stupidly enough, I was going to offer entertainment to everyone inside, with a pestle I used to take.

I haven't slept at all since I brought Tart and the others inside yesterday.

The recoil kept me awake all the time, as I was to put a dozen adventurer hunters to sleep, both unplanned and unscheduled.

I came back late at night after hunting and have been sticking around here ever since.

I don't care how long you wait. I finally decided to stand up for the occasion, ready to give up.

"Don't you blow it, instructor...?

"Oh, is that a peek, Rick? I didn't know I was going to do it... brilliant, I didn't realize that."

"I'm a teacher's apprentice. I'm always desperate to go beyond you."

"Then it will be beyond a very long time ago. And you, and Migo's idiot."

I was ashamed to be seen flute.

It doesn't suit me that she knows. But suppressing the desire to hide it, Cathuman looked at it with dignity.

"I can't really catch up with technology, all the more so for today's instructors.... I didn't know better than that, did the instructor blow the whistle?

"Yeah well... I don't know. If a 300 year old blank were to amateur people, you could also say you can't blow it"

"Huh... whoever has that experience would be like a teacher, there's no way I know"

If it's for Rick, if it's to entertain her, can you blow it again?

I put up a flute to try, but I stopped. My body refused to allow it.

"Why don't you blow it, instructor?"

"I can't blow it for some reason, because it's 300 years. It's also horrible to admit blank"

This would be a sensory problem, not a reason.

You need the first trigger to resume something that you stopped.

"Then change the question. 300 years ago, what was the instructor doing...? I think it's time you answered, I want to know the instructor"

Rick sat down next to a cat human, wanting to know me 300 years ago.

Those who abandon the same demonic realm turn their eyes to the territory on the human side with a thunderous world on their backs.

"Yes, by that time I was..."

I was not a genius like Patia.

He was just a common husband, a fragile cat human like anywhere else.

"I was playing with the Demon King's favorite animal. I was very weak at the time. So I guess I tried to please my husband by letting him whistle like an animal. So..."

That delightful opponent has disappeared from the world.

So I decided to abandon the flute and belong to the predecessor of the slaughtermen. Even though it's about me, it now somehow feels like HR.

Hi, I'm uncomfortable. I went around the nearby woods and left the place to begin my hunt for the extermination of the monsters.

"Wait, instructor"

"In case the children inside get attacked - oh, what is it, Rick?"

I'm sorry I stopped honestly.

The white hairy cat human was hugged from behind by a big Rick.

Nothing is like her, it's something you exaggerate.

Can you also say that what you show from attitude, not words, is that she seems clumsy.

"Cheer up, instructor. The instructor must be losing his mind because he can't sleep."

"Of course that would definitely have an impact. But that's the opposite of being comforted by your disciples."

"So far, I don't have to worry. I don't think it's a bad idea to live here at all. I'm losing track of what I've been fighting for as an Orthodox."

Demons are born to fight. Weak demons are born to support it.

Stupid apprentice Migo, for example, is typical of the former, and the species known as catfish is the latter.

It doesn't make much sense in a demonic society, such as what we fight for.

"I'm not depressed. But thank you, you are still my proud apprentice. … and it is our job to fight demons, we don't need a reason or anything. It's just... if you keep protecting everyone in there, that's all."

"Yeah, I'm going to do that even if you don't tell me. This is not surprisingly a bad feeling when it comes to being with humans. The instructor, the instructor served, what was the person called the Demon King...?

"... Yes, I was just sleeping. And you liked cats."

Little more lives those who know the times.

Those in the demon kingdom are not disciplined. I wasn't even willing to speak lightly of the secrets about the Demon King.