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 -

Parents who wanted immigration were not as many as expected.

Carl's father, Gia's parents, plus three sets of parents, just joined me.

It's going to be a long journey. I gave them a little rest, and in the meantime I packed my household belongings onto the carrier.

Then the morning after dawn of the night, immigrant hopefuls and their entire escort gathered at the gates of the Gigas line.

Some of them are carriages because of the amount of cargo they carry. There was also a xyreel horse lover Faggot there, who showed himself doing well even away from the Lord.

"I'm listening. Come on."

"I'm sorry, that helps."

"Xyreel is a good one. I'm gonna have to ask him again."

"I'll take care of it. Well, it seems to be a lot of trouble."

I was worried about how to get through the Gigas line, but I eventually decided to get the Knights' help.

I mean, Conne. We are escorted by Xyreel and the knights close to us.

Preconstruction is the opposite, a setting in which a civilian worker was hired by the Knights.

We have proceeded through the forest of the demonic world, surrounded by dependable knights.

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"Are you all right if I don't drive you inside? I would love to meet Xyreel..."

"Enough. Instead, I will have to escort you home. I'll take care of it later."

Was I wrong to see a knight?

They have shown us respect. The leader's man was a true knight and seemed to be a senior in the xyreel.

"I'm not in a position to say this right now... but ask for the children and their parents. We were supposed to be the people we were supposed to protect."

"Yeah, right, but we won't have much choice now. Any word on the xyreel?

"Then I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

"Okay, be sure"

That was the thumbnail of human society that I've seen many times.

No matter how many fine human beings there are, the villains who take the social system backwards are rushed.

90% are decent. But if 10% are bad guys, their organization is easily corrupt.

We broke up with the Knights and started a dangerous journey west.

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We cats specialize in scouts.

This time I did everything I could with that power.

If you have enemies who explore safe routes and stand on the path, you will strike them off.

But on the second day of my journey, at noon, I ran into a bunch of skeleton warriors.

There are men, but it doesn't mean they're specialized in battle.

By the time the succession catches up, I alone must eliminate the obstacles.

And the hosts of the immortals, who found me, drew nigh unto us in unison, but in curse.

"It's called that anomaly, thanks. Something strange has been wandering around here lately...... but you didn't seem to be compatible. Weapon Steel!"

I've been worried that I haven't forgotten because I've been using it for a long time.

A treacherous move to steal the enemy's gain, when I activated it, I returned them all at once.

They smashed the bones of their enemies with manipulated swords, spears, axes and mace and slammed them down into a small valley that was nearby.

Extermination is a troublesome opponent because of immortality. I truly appreciate the presence of the valley.

"What are you doing?!?

"Keh, the sword is floating..."

"You did it, Electrum...?

This could be just fine.

I have lifted my Weapon Steel and scattered my weapons on the earth.

"Yes, a little backstroke. And because of that, both parents should be armed, use whatever you like."

"You... are becoming more and more monstrous..."

Armed in this way gave me a little stability.

It was with the risk of inadvertently letting you die, so arming is important, even if the march is somewhat slower.

"Then we'll go back to scouting. Be careful, we stand out"

"Ha, not as good as you!

"Ha ha, it must be! We'll have another fun night when we get over there!

"Yeah, sure, I'd love to."

Beyond that I repeated two beats: scorn, rendezvous, scorn, rendezvous, and eventually the night came.

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Back then, inside...

Seizures have recurred. Don't worry, I'm not talking about Civet. It's Patia.

Gia and Rick, that night we stayed at Cookles' house, we suddenly stuck to Rick's chest.

"Neko Tan... Neko Tan... Not yet, Neko Tan..."

"Patia, I'm sure we're almost there. The instructor's working hard for everyone."

"But, Patia, it's time for you to... If you don't have a cat, I guess, mumble..."

"I'm sorry, Patia, for us"

I saw that. Cookles got out of his bed and put the tools on his desk.

"Cookles, are you working at this hour? You work too hard."

"Hehe...... yes, actually, I had some work left to do -"

"Agreed, Mr. Cookles said he worked too hard..."

"Excuse me. I'm going to do it now, so please don't worry about falling asleep ~"

We were all over Cookles starting work when we were going to have a little chat and go to bed.

Patia still won't leave Rick. I rubbed myself against the sleigh and it was sweet on Rick.

Rick decided to comfort Patia like that, and Gia seemed to decide to let her sleep.

Then it's been awhile. Then next to Patia and Rick, Sister Cookles came.

"Are you going to sleep...?

"No, that's it."

"I'm keeping it... what the heck, coo... it's so hectic..."

Rick was having trouble with Patia not sleeping.

But something that Cookles offered sparked a lonely patia.

"Damn...... is that right, cat?!

"Yes, you're right. ♪ Please ~"

I checked later. It was a white stuffed animal just like me.

Patia was offered. I hugged that to my chest and got up and around over the bed.

"Cookles...... just fine. I'm very, very unlikely to imitate it."

"Coo, thanks! This, cat! It's a catfish carrot!

Then Sister gently reaches out to that doll and borrows just a little from Patia.

When I wondered what I had done, it was my voice.

"Patia, I'll definitely be home, so you're a good girl and you're waiting. What if you forgot your usual promises of souvenirs?

"Coo...... yes, a souvenir, there was! Coo, we're not going to Coo's this morning. Let's go. Come on. Hey, Coo!

"Woof...... I had a hard time ♪ I'm sorry, Mr. Rick ♪

"No, it helps..."

Patia, in a better mood, joined Cookles and went into bed holding a cat doll and a dot.

I'm surprised that the doll that made me look like him had the power to this point. I was understudied.

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This is for the record. At midnight, Cookles said he noticed the bedtime speech right next door.

"Nekotan... come on, come back... Nekotan's are so sweet..."

Sleeping Patia was in tears, holding a cat human doll.

I'm almost there. I'll be back soon, with a souvenir and a family of Gia and Carl.