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 revealed to the barons of Bulldogs the karaki called the scars of the earth.

"Mmmm... grrr..."

He is half-hearted. Anyway, I'm old, so I can't help it there.

He's shaking his face like he always is, releasing a grumpy awesomeness. It looks like it, but it's this face from the beginning.

"Even my mom's old story made me feel a little more realistic."

"Sure. But the reality is that it's abbey and bullshit."

They've decided what to think.

The baron shoved the jerky he was eating a lot into his mouth and crushed it with his healthy teeth.

"Show me the real thing, we'll talk about it later, you cat."

"Of course I'm going to. But before we head into hiding, could you get me some magic booze? Here's the price."

I opened my backpack and showed the contents to the dog bastard.

It's herb and owl bear fur. Barney has done a brilliant job making it a sale.

Its meat, which is hard and difficult to eat for humans, is also a savory delicacy for the toothy species.

So I was getting the delicious part dried meat over there now.

"Oh, my God, you're not on that side of the deal."

"I'm sorry, it's a sudden decision, so I haven't made any arrangements yet. But if you come inside, I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

"I hunted the owl bear. Oh, my God, you've been hiding. You haven't faded at all... Split that young man up for me."

"No, this is mine - you know, I couldn't even call myself a partner. Besides, I can't defeat a weak cat, an owl bear."

"Pull it out, you cat bastard"

The baron's hand reaches out to the new jerky.

The way he likes dried meat can only be seen as a dog bastard from a cat bastard.

The face that was going to bite me now just got harder. It looks like you're thinking deeply with your face up.

"Can I help you, Baron, with any concerns?

"Guru... it's been strange in the demonic world since you disappeared. Thanks to the cat bastard, I only saw a little bit of that, shit."

"Ha. What do you mean, I don't like being dusty, so it's short, just the gist, please"

I am also followed to grab a delicious jerky.

The better the taste of salt and fat, the more edible condensed lean is when quite gutted in the puffy stomach made of milk.

"Our elders were killed... no, it's not just our elders, the orcs, the demons, it's the same in cathumans"

Oh, that's it. That's like I heard somewhere.

In that case, my head started making simple inferences.

"I see, the bad guy is Migo. But because of his character in search of the strong, there is no reason to go around killing a decaying old man. Then his husband, the killer Nyx, is suspicious."

I wondered if it was my soul and guts that I was cast into the scars of the earth, that I would surely kill from the least likely to die.

I'm only talking about the possibilities in reasoning, though.

"Ugh..."

When I heard the name Nyx, His Excellency the Baron lowered his tail and shook up small.

Let's do it in the honor of the Baron, he's nothing but timid.

This is normal in today's demonic world.

"You're not going to be in this town again, you cat bastard... eh. Migo probably, but Nyx sucks worse, hey, now it's time to kill him..."

"That depends on whether you're willing to deal with us or not."

Nyx kills his fellow countrymen on a whim. Exercise that power immensely with tiny rage.

Besides, he's a dictator who rules a third of the demonic world, and both Demon Army moderates and Orthodox persist in non-interference about his atrocities, naturally.

"Neither Nyx nor Migo have a thing called brother-in-law. So, Baron, shall we do it now?"

"Huh?! Hey, I'm on my way home from the deal, I was just thinking about taking some time in that tavern for some karoo milk! But there you go, you stinking cat bastard!

"Karoo milk wouldn't be your face, you."

"Ugh, leave me alone!

Why don't you just order some milk quietly, like me?

Well, let's end this stupid exchange.

"Okay. That's what the Baron says when he wants to walk with me during the day."

"Wah, wah..."

That was not good and it was floating in his face.

The baron pours the remainder of the jerky into his belly with wine and rises with his throat grunted and grumpy.

"Ok, I'll just pack the liquor in that backpack...... But can we just drink? There are other possibilities if we're going to make a deal..."

"Yeah, booze is a common preference for the whole world. Besides, not many people in the human world want to drink alcohol from the demon world. There's no glowing booze over there."

The Baron, however, is not quite convinced.

I guess there's pride and commitment there as a chamber lord.

"What's your name, in there?"

"No names yet"

"Well, you're kidding me... Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!! That's why I hate cats... only when it's convenient. A cash creature with a tail flutter, keh."

On the contrary, Inucht does too much loyalty. We reduce the number ourselves because of that loyalty.

Inuhumans are not lonely wolves and so on, but dogs in essence.

I suggest you apprentice us cats a little more.

"On!! Don't even think about it, Beretto!!

"Well, I just thought dogs were dogs."

"I'm not a dog. I'm a Wolf!!

As it was a repetition, I shut up and looked out of the Henry Gustav Chamber of Commerce warehouse for liquor that seemed worthwhile with him and his men.

We have to leave early because we haven't done this stupid thing.