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 -

"Hmm, here's what we'll do. If you say this was a phony, you can visit other houses."

"That's another intuitive and trustworthy behavior. It's possible he's in possession of a legacy that's 300 years old, but it's not what he's looking for."

I showed my pity.

Seems I was more dependent on my daughter than I thought. No. If you're a regular parent, I guess that's natural.

"It's better than nothing. I might be able to grab some threads."

"But I don't have the in-laws to ask you to go that far"

"Stay here with me and say what. You want it back, give me the relic of your late husband. Let the Awkward Monk help, for the coexistence and prosperity of the Sealed Province."

Coexistence and co-prosperity, only that part of it was behaved, but I feel a straight heart from her words.

It was disrespectful of me to say no to this.

"... by the way, where should I go?

"From here, one north and one east. It should have been Arkland to the north and Levinia to the east, the city state. Come on. Which one do you want first?

Levinia......? It was a familiar place name somewhere.

No, I did, and I remembered that this is a place name, not the name of a city state.

The Levinian Wetlands, the Demon King and I, have laid down there once.

"What's up? Is that a cat human, a strange face?

"Yeah, well, I'm not a theater guy, so I don't know for myself, but maybe I am"

What I hated about them human heroes... there was also resentment...

I was sad at the time. Master Ispa was moaning, too. Our demon king turned into a leopard on another, and everyone was terribly confused...

"So, was it also a verse that came to mind?

"Yeah...... I completely forgot, but at the time… only twice, no three times, the Demon King had let the Holy King escape."

"Wait. I hear you're immortal to rise even if you're burned. Yet you ran away...?

"Yeah, even if you're immortal, you don't want to be burned to death every time you come back to life"

I thought that was odd that you were saying it yourself.

I wonder why that man ran away then.

"Are you sure you're right when they say that? It's unlikely that the Awkward Monk will be able to do it very well. No, I can't. No matter how many times you stand up to someone you kill, there's no reason why you can keep fighting without losing your courage."

Whether burned or burned, the hero of man, who rose and stood before us, why he fled only then?

"Or the truth is that the evil god who took over the Demon King just let him live with his plays. But I witnessed him escape. One of them is in the Levinia Wetlands."

"Then it's up to you, you just have to trust that intuition and go. Awkward monks refuse to hold hands either, and if you do, I'll gladly accompany you on the road grass, something that says you can hear the truth about the legend."

We spent the night in a country with a false Holy King and left for Levinia the following morning.

● ◎ (ΦωΦ) ◎

On the road, a bit of a silly thing happened.

Thank you. The road from Eleven to Levinia was lonely, and there were troubled people living in the streets naturally occurring.

"Oh, forgive me, forgive me... I won't, I won't, so only life... ugh"

"Ouch, holes in my body, ooh, ooh..."

I'm a bandit. Oh, don't worry, I just got back to you earlier.

An organism is a cause, and it bruises others as time to survive.

If many wealth came and went down the street, it was inevitable that those who tried to take away its nutrients would appear.

"On the other hand, thanks to that, I wanted you to leave some more awkward monks out there."

"Sorry, I didn't want to let you get away with it."

Cross the blades. I get it. They are peasants and hunters, not military scumbags.

Two dozen bandits tried to attack two ducks, and in return, they were now groaning at the ground.

"Oh, we, desperate to live... only life..."

"Ahhh, I'm scared of the chief and I can't help it... I'm gonna stop bandits now, so please...!

I mean I want to go home to serve my original purpose as soon as possible, but I got involved in an extra case.

I was just sick of it more than sympathy.

"What shall we do with this package, Lord Electrum?"

"Are you going to let me wipe your human asses...?

"Then shall we end it? I repeat the same thing even if I miss it, I don't feel comfortable but an awkward monk..."

"He just threatened me! Please, forgive me...!

Throw it away and head straight to your destination. That's the least moody option.

But thank you. From what the bandits say, it sounds like the main unit is out there somewhere else.

"I've changed my mind, let's crush it"

"Whoa, can you help me!

"Hih, no, no. Huh?!

"No. Um... you seem to be able to move relatively well, please guide me to your Negijo. Live or kill, if you resent me, I'll clean up the scary leader as you wish."

Whether you are a bad person or a good person fooled by a bad person, we can also ensure our own safety as we identify ourselves.

The answer came right out. The bandits changed their attitude from frightened of the danger of their lives to flat surrenders to me.

"Mr. Batavia, you stay here and ask for their allowance. 'Cause some of us have gone a little too far."

"I also feel sweet, but if you did, let's hang out. You picked up your life, peasants. In the name of God, an awkward monk will help you."

I borrowed a reed horse and jumped into the bandits' Negijo with my guide behind me.

● ◎ (ΦωΦ) ◎

Here we are. I thought you were building a fort in the mountains, but it was a small village with the same settlement.

The young man I brought here convinced the same villagers here, thanks to whom the hassle of bleeding uselessly was avoided.

"They came to our village all of a sudden... and I have a delicious story to tell you, so obey me... we can't resist... sorry..."

"I've already heard the same thing four times. The number of enemies is four. You're a good soldier."

They originally belonged to the village chief.

Coming all the way to the big mansion, he ran out of strength and sat down.

"I've gone crazy since those guys got here..."

"Then I would have said that from the beginning and wouldn't have felt painful or anything if you had asked me for help. I've got the horses."

I went inside the mansion. I was there. First was the first one, a skinny man who smelled like alcohol.

He is stunned by me.

Pull out your sword.

"Come on, you, lick it! Gah!!"

I was once in a position to raise military personnel.

I gave at least a chance to fight my pity to get rid of one unsaveable evil.

The second one. Plenty of fat axe. A sloppy man with a beard stretched out, too.

"Who is it?"

"Set up."

"Fuck you! smash, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!!

"The line is the same as earlier."

It only looks like a possible correction 0, I finished it.

Then you just notice the scream of continuing to stand, and the third and fourth appear.

One is a skinhead giant long swordsman.

The other one was leader-like and blurry, with dark spears with eyes.

"How dare you, my friend!

"Careful, my arms stand, they're killing me without even being able to resist...!

I was falling for bandits, but this is certainly a military man.

I was grasping the situation and exploring how to deal with me.

"Set up."

"Hey, what the fuck... hey, what do we do!?

"Who asked you...?!

"These are the peasant breakdowns in this village. Now, if you find out, take a weapon, and if you want to die as a soldier, not as a bandit, then fight."

The answer is no other way to survive than to fight.

The ex-military bandits jumped on me with a spear and a long sword of two.

"Ah, ahhh... or hey... bump... gee hah..."

I just cleaned out the third and fourth and the hood turned off.

"Are we done here... Thank you... at the end of the day, as a soldier... kaha..."

"You should be born into a demon clan in the next life. You've always been better suited."

The purpose was fulfilled.

When I left the mansion and told the bandits of the peasant collapse that the end had ended, I returned to my original journey with the Inquisitor.