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 -

Late at night I snuck into Cookles' bunk.

Ars, who was nursing, notices the intruder and releases his guard to the appearance of a bright white cat human.

Cookies with dried fruit that Patia apparently baked because of them also seemed to have only a few pieces of Cookles in her mouth.

"What are you doing? What's going on at this hour?"

"Good luck with your care, Cookles is very grateful to you."

Since that day with that mouthful, Cat Humans gently stroked the bracelet that wouldn't let me off my arm.

That is a symbol of connection to my husband, who died a long time ago.

"I thought about it a lot, and I still don't think I should rely on the occult."

"Occult......? Are you gonna bare her, paint her with strange pills, and cast a spell? How nasty......"

You must have told me yourself and realized the joke wasn't pretty.

Ars sighed small and turned again to a visitor named me.

"I'm going to freak out... she's the backbone of all the kids, if they die, I can't take it back..."

Close the door to the room, then gently tap Ars' shoulder.

He rose from the fur rug and looked down at the coucle in his sleep next to me.

"I can't think of a life without her... help me, please, Electrum Bell... please"

"I'll take care of it.... Princess Halcyon, by the way"

"Oh, oh, what...?

Called by his real name in front of Cookles, the princess of Panagium took me back just a little bit.

No, it means another thing I called it in Halcyon's name.

"Princess Halcyon. This bracelet was paid for your rescue. Do you know what this is?

"No...... But that's the reward of such a dangerous mission, I guess it's worth it. Otherwise, you're not gonna help me."

"Yeah well. Huff, but no matter how it goes, now I'm glad I helped. Because there can't be any brighter lives without you."

"Cat human... You're pretty good here, too, aren't you? Sure, you're Patia's father, that's all I'm saying."

Includes intentions. If Panagium's political situation changes, she will be used as a new flag for those who know her survival.

I miss you when that happens. Me and Patia.

"I'll get back to it. This is the Orihalcon bracelet, also known as the Demon King's bracelet. It's an artifact that gives people the ability to negotiate with unwanted people."

"Then I have a question.... Was the Demon King that thin?

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"What girl is that? I guess that's pretty beautiful too......!

I see you getting your hands and feet turned into good.

He was self-depraved at any rate, so it was clever of him to ask people for something accordingly. I didn't try to work from myself.

"Anyway, no, I'm going to test the power of this bracelet."

"The bracelet the Beauty Demon King wore."

I can see you in the presence of the Demon King.

If the vanished Demon King were alive, I would like to introduce you to this midst. Trying to throw everything away and live quietly here.

"If the identity of what is debilitating Sister Cookles is something of a demon or something, we can now bring it into the deal. But unfortunately they are mental bodies, so far I don't know how to defeat them."

"Surely that's all I can say about occult...... Okay, give it a try."

"It's quick and helpful to talk. Then I will."

Activated the power of the bracelet.

Then a blurry phantom slowly rises on the coucle that lays him in bed.

I was really there, someone possessed her...

"Cat human kun......!

"Yeah, apparently it's a hit"

There was an indefinite phantom of the statue, shaking like a palm flame.

I blink and blur. If you look closely at that, I'm doubly surprised. He didn't even look like a cat human like me.

"I thought it was the devil, but I didn't think he had the appearance of a cat human, the one who erodes the Cookles."

"You look that way if you ask me..."

That phantom found me.

I don't even know the look on your face, it's unstable at all.

"I will say it from the requirements directly to the stand-alone. As it is, she will die. Can't you just walk away from that body?

"Please, she's the person you need in there!

The black shadow, similar to that cat human, didn't even look at Ars.

He looks at me, the owner of the bracelet. That's all I know.

"Didn't you hear me? Please leave Sister Cookles."

"... Cookles"

"Yes, it is, if you leave, you will be saved"

"Coucles couldn't pay the price"

The voice was also obscure and shaky again.

That creates a grater like a demon or a demon spirit.

I don't know what you're thinking about haunting, that's why I'm scared.

But there is no need to fear any more than conversations are thus concluded.

"But instead, if you pay the price, it will fit round..."

"Are you saying it wasn't a pro bono talent after all"

If it's the devil's price, what kind of fucked up bills do you get?

No. Now I am the negotiator, the one who pulls the best conditions out of this black shadow.

"My son responded only to his wish…, to the desire of those living in the Grand Glam to make life better… miraculously, she and the wavelength fit…"

"That's a convenient story. Didn't you just get into the gentleness of Cookles?

I was stuck spitting poison.

'Cause you will, and if Cookles dies as a result, those who live in this land will mourn.

"Listen, cat human. Far north than here, just like here, at the end of the forest on the edge of the demonic realm… there is a cave…"

Ars had been silent.

I guess I can't find the right words, it seemed like a priority to watch.

"You suddenly changed your story again, what's that supposed to mean?

"Behind it… I want you to carry the sealed statue this far…"

For the black shadow the act was extremely important and meaningful.

If I respond to that wish, is it my intention to respond as a price?

"Why is that? Suddenly it becomes a rude question, are you of the devil or of the devil?

"Kukukuku... evil god"

Then that black cat human shadow laughed masochistically somewhere.

"I don't think I can help it if it looks like that in the circumstances."

"No...... If you look at this, you'll see, my compatriots, no descendants..."

"You think you're the ancestor of us cats? Finally, it's impossible."

"No, it seems to snap my mouth, but at least I look like the same cat human... it doesn't matter"

Then it is even more unforgivable.

My people are driving my benefactor to the brink of death.

"Anyway, if you want to help… drink the terms of exchange…"

"Then I'll ask for your information. What happens when you bring the statue back, what is your purpose? This is a contract, and if you tell a lie, it's all void."

If you try to fool me with a dishonest covenant, I have an idea here too.

There is no way right now, but I will use any hand from now on to turn it off.

"My fellow countrymen, my wish is to rebuild the Grand Glam."

The shadow of a black cat human has once again spoken of the ancient name of this castle as proud.

The Great Dragon Killer Sword, Grangram. That is the name of the castle we love.