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 -

Promise is a promise, you and Rick are going to emit the scars of the earth.

Even so, that's a night trip of 0 nights and 2 days. Let's also call it a day trip more than not staying.

Okay, I'll explain a little.

The Demonic Freedom City of Cascade Hill will be more on the Demonic Side than here in Nyanish.

Turning around, that's a land where two-thirds of the sky was consumed by the dark clouds of the demonic world.

In other words, the day is precious to residents, but the need to choose the day for activity time is faint, and Cascade Hill does not sleep after midnight.

And if it's covert, it's never been over dark.

So we calculated to arrive at night, and we decided to leave Nyanish after cleaning up our work after noon.

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A child dog human close to the retriever species, the Lovelay boy, also missed our covert actions.

"Mr. Hollix, Mr. Electrum, please don't be too impotent...? If it reaches the Baron's ear, I will be scolded..."

"Ha... today, without a cat, are you... nagging... Oh, that's right, Rabu-chan. - What?!

"You've decided not to like that!!

I'm leaving, naturally Patia was joining me in the drop-off.

Looks like you're doing kind of fine. He grew up hard day by day, and I'm lonely. Glad to do it.

"No, please. Sleep with this child and I can safely leave too, Lovelay, there, please."

"Right...... please from me too, just for one night, please Patia"

But the absence of my blanket will always lead to loneliness.

In that regard, it is the nature of the fur that varies, but the Lovelay boy was optimal.

"Oh, yeah... So, but this girl... the way she touches..."

"Just for tonight, thank you very much."

"Ko, you're in trouble - huh?!

Come on. Now there's no hindsight worries.

Sourcing new gear, have Rick clear his heavy spear and become the only guardian inside.

"I'm glad you're Rikai's dad. Rabu......, it's mundane, but it's nice to meet you. All the time... the rays filled with it are hard to reverse... do you want to? Hit me!

"Patia, that's a yakuza..."

Rick is right.

Where did you learn such strange words in the first place......

You must not be the man Tart brought...?

"Good luck with that."

As Patia stretched her back and stroked her neck, Mr. Piccolo was pleased to lift her nagging.

Yeah, it's a horse. I recently discovered it carved into a horse, and he says the name of this horse is Piccolo "Small".

It was a little small horse, as its name suggests, but for that it was a powerful young, stiff - a female horse.

"Then you asked for it, Lovelay"

"Oh, I asked for Patia"

"Oh, yeah...... I'm in trouble with that. - Whoa!?

"Cat, uh-oh, there you go! A souvenir, it's all over!

Behind Patia, who became just a little more spiritually dependable, we left our hiding place and proceeded southeast through the demonic forest.

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Put Horrix behind you and I'll make the horses run through the woods in the gallop.

With this Piccolo power, I finally decided to take him home because I could buy other supplies and souvenirs.

Combining horse mobility with anti-gravity, it was also fascinating to show unquestioned mobility, whether in the woods or not.

Thus we entered the Cascade Hill neighborhood without difficulty.

Put together the new black robe that Cookles made for me and take the horse around the bazaar.

The time was just around the corner of the night, when the sun was swallowed up in the demonic sky in the southeastern sky and was beginning to lose in brightness by blurry, glowing clouds.

One by one of the bazaars lights colorful lamps such as red, pale, purple, green, etc., and the shopkeeper is bringing in guests for a bite to eat.

With Weapon Steel technique, you can steal as many weapons as you want.

But when you do that, you stand out.

Few have minor weapons: rapiers and heavy spears.

I suppose there's hardly any more.

Fine swords are not intended for use by the Demons, nor are they intended for use by human adventurers against the Demons or against monsters.

"Whoa, dubious two there, this is the Devil's Sword found from the labyrinth, I'll keep it cheap, so go buy it"

As I was pinpointing the bazaar with Rick, I was recommended a suspicious sword by a demon clan with goat faces and eyes.

I was just having trouble finding affordable stuff even this one.

I stopped my leg and received the Devil's Sword and the Dog.

This is exactly the Devil's Sword I took from my labyrinth returning adventurer.

When I gave it to Rick because it didn't stick, Rick was returning it to the goat man immediately, too.

"Seems heavy to me"

"Seems light to me."

"Then how about this dagger over here? Is your sister an axe? Try this one."

Rick went on to receive a loess Battleax.

This wasn't rusty, it seemed like that color of metal from the beginning.

These strange metals were not made by artisans, they were obtained from the labyrinth.

I looked around and then Rick gently swung it vertically and horizontally one time at a time.

"No, it still seems a little light"

"Whoa, you're so powerful, hey!

The store owner is right.

No matter how privileged a race the Demons are in their physical abilities, there can be no such thing as those who wield Battleax like paper with one hand.

"Hey Rick, if you show that silly power, you'll stand out..."

"Oh, you did. But we've come to see what weapons are right for us, and it's a contradiction not to try..."

"That's true too...... A little more sneak, please."

I also try poking and giggling with the dagger offered by the goat man, only briefly and lightly.

"It doesn't look like you're too small over there either. Wait, you're telling me this isn't working either?

It was a good dagger with magic, but it's a return.

"Excuse me. It still won't stick unless it's around Epe, Rapier, Fleure"

"Nor do I fit a battle axe. As long as I hold the axe in a duplicitous fashion, I want to hold a firmer score with both hands."

Rick also returned the loess axe to the store owner.

I don't seem to handle fine swords, heavy spears. We turned our backs from goat men.

"Oh, wait, wait, then how about this one over here?! There are heavier ones. Look, if this is a warhammer for both hands... hehe, what do you say, customer?

"Ha..."

Is it because of your concern, I found the face of the store owner and its warhammer strangely uncomfortable?

The name of this feeling I've long forgotten - yes, it's malicious.

But Rick reached out to Warhammer defenselessly.

I'm just a prudent nature.

She is because she has the power to twist and bend, even if she can do any harm.

Should this place be stopped in order to avoid useless noise......

Wait. That's right. If you pronounce it, Rick will stop at the military, pittance.

"Hey husband, that's not true, it seems cursed, nya. Once you have it, you'll never be able to leave it."

"Nah...... what?! What's this all about, shopkeeper!

It was, by the way. I smelled nostalgic there.

"Shit... just complain... then go to another store, we're already in the store. Go away!

Looking back at the smell of the same cat human, oh, my God.

Not really, no, there was someone from my hometown who I would never want to see......

"Long time no see."

"Yeah, like that."

"Thank you for your advice, Lord Catfish.... What, the instructor?

I took the initiative to leave the bazaar and invite them to a back alley with few people.

The advice itself is fine. But this guy I met was bad.

"I'd be better off talking slowly here. Hihihi, Migo and the others have been looking for you. I knew he was alive, big senior, Beretotrut Harthol Perbust......"

I ran into a bad one.

The name of this cat human is Clay. That's what they call it because they have brown fur like mud.

No, there was a cat human with dirty sexual roots like mud, their bad cat human named Clay with that meaning as well.