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 -

- (ΦωΦ)

Something like that was a fantasy, such as even discussing Sarasar and everything would be resolved.

After that, I heard from Priest Holt and the Night Runner Tart about the current world situation.

The Chancellor of the Kingdom of Panagium said he was drunk by ambition.

Becoming King Salazar's cauldron, he did not try to abandon the many free city states that the evil king Salazar had invaded.

On the contrary, he erected the royal bypass as a new king, returned his palm and rebuffed the evil king, insisting that this new king was the blood of an orthodox royal family.

As a result, the Kingdom of Panagium bounded the King's Capital in the eastern part of the territory, a situation in which the country was bisected between East and West.

In contrast, the Kingdom of Notunland, which fought with me, is demanding the liberation of a free city state in the East Panagium.

Above all, the presence of East Panagium created new tensions, and countries were supposed to stop getting lost in re-marching to the kingdom of Bern, which would be invaded by the killers.

Thus, even though Nyx made it an electric hideout, there is still a situation of unannounced war in Bern.

Well, it's been a long time, but here's the real deal.

Well there it is, but I decided to rent a horse and go for Northern Bern.

The Gigasline on the Panagium side is deployed by the Demon Army Orthodox, which the moderates and the Western Panagium Army take.

Even with my latent magic (Hyde), it is impossible to go home through the middle of such a battlefield.

Then we'll have to detour.

But the Demon Army Orthodox is a force located in the central part of the demonic world.

And the Hidden Nekotan Land is in the woods of the central eastern part of the demonic world.

In this situation, the only way for me to return to Patia any sooner - was this route around the north.

"Sorry, for us humans..."

Are you my go-to man? Erliana was accompanied on the return journey.

Sure, I'm human, but when the ghost told me, there was a little bit of a silly scratch.

"I have no choice. Using a rushing, less reckless route, it's like taking enemy troops inside is a real fall.... I'm doing everything I can to get home."

"Yeah...... it is. But we're the ones who asked Cat for help. So sorry... and even then 300 years ago, Kuga took the liberty of..."

"If you feel responsible all the time, you'll die early."

"He's already dead. Yikes!

"Oh, speaking of which, you did."

A new king of the Western Panagium gave me a bottle of Rapier.

That is a clear silver treasure sword.

They say it was used by legendary era heroes, and I regret being a member of the Demon Clan, but it was superior to what the Minos of Cascade Hill made for me (that one).

Because of Erliana's soul dwelling, I glanced at the slightly demonic dot, but......

"But are you really going to come inside of us?

"Ugh, yeah...... If it's not annoying, it's like a private bank, admiring, in a cat..."

"Huhuhuhuhu...... If the moderates kept their word, they'd be right in the cat by now."

"I want to dream...... I want to go quick"

In fantasy of a world full of cat humans, Erliana whispered snuggly.

Taking my gaze off of her like that, driving an anti-gravity famous horse, I push the streets north.

"It's worth the hope. Because it is a rich and beautiful land, unlike in the forest of the demonic world. From those who know the chaos outside, it's like a world of illusions."

"That's right, I look forward to it. And I think I'd like to see your daughter, Patia."

"... I'll be delighted. Perhaps a ghost has arrived."

But I was at the bottom of my heart, doubting the sincerity of Erliana.

It's just weird, if you normally think about it, that the legendary Virgin is just coming to see the mountain.

Ghosts seem terribly boring just because they don't have the flesh, and some parts are convincing if they say they're just free.

Still called Erliana, this daughter empowered Kuga to defeat the Evil God, this time using me to fulfill her true self.

Is my real purpose, then, my surveillance or something?

Assuming that a cat human wounded by a fragment of the Evil God could be swallowed of his spirit by its wreckage, isn't this the stage where we are now seeing how it goes? That's what I think.

"Wow, I'm not a ghost!

"Oh, that's a crisply unconvincing word."

Anyway, right next to the horse that runs as an arrow of the wind, only Erliana was walking with us as a still image floating in the universe.

As much as I'd like to hear the other way around. Then what is it other than a ghost?

"Ugh... it's similar, but not the same, Cat. I'm not a ghost, I'm an English spirit!

"Really, I don't see the difference. No, isn't it right to call it a mourning god who dwells in matter...?

"It's terrible! I'm an English spirit, even though I'm an English spirit!

"Okay. No matter how you look at it, it just looks like a ghost, but let's just say it's an English spirit for once."

"Oh, it's not haunted. Me!

Well, it doesn't matter.

Virgin Erliana, calling herself the English Spirit, was quite a convenient offering for her journey.

Especially as a talker, though.