Life with my Little Sister

"Obedient Demon, huh..."

Hearing your military uniform, Grandpa Shark slapped his temple with his finger.

"I'm sorry, I'm not much better at snuggling. Can you talk to me in an orderly fashion?

"Be modest. To those who are fools, there will be no executive office...... But let me start from the beginning."

Frey nodded in an elegant motion.

I guess these casual things also give rise to the virtues of growing up. So was your village daughter when we were just having a conversation.

"First of all, home - do you know the role of the Viscount Bauman family?

"I'm still an Alliance employee."

Do you think that your military uniform's house has strong ties to the city itself, in Cyril's lifetime, for a long time?

It seems that the nobility of Cyril breaks up with those who are from 'before the war' and those who came in under royal orders' after the war '.

Of course, there are other ways of dividing it, but a lot of people say it's this way of dividing it.

So, the Viscount Baumann family was bought bright by the locals and is responsible for maintaining security?

The policing of Cyril takes place essentially under the home of the Count of Asel, the ruler.

The knights you see in the park and street stalls, they also belong to the city.

However, as mentioned earlier, the maintenance of law and order is not carried out solely by the Count Asel family. The Viscount Baumann family and the other house, are joining this.

Although ostensibly to reduce the burden on the Count family, it seems that inconvenience can arise when only certain houses are in the power of security in a cello with a lot of anti-Frasverk royalty. With the king's voice, security is divided.

However, even when it comes to policing, the knights of the Count say that being in a jar or hall is the main thing, and that places to defend also give top priority to public institutions such as the Council Hall and the reception hall.

Still, if there is any incident, is it the size of the matter and the form in which it is dispatched according to the request?

The city, on the other hand, seems to share responsibility for the Viscount Bauman family and the other house, but it seems difficult to say that this one has all its footprints.

So if we can cover the whole city, that would be more than inadequate.

If there's going to be a thorough tour in the first place, there's no need for our Grandfathers to launch an Adventurer's Patrol Team.

"My father always said that our deficiencies are increasing the burden on adventurers."

"Well, we make it a business, so I don't even feel like frowning that far. The circuit industry is in constant demand"

Circuit operations play an important role as a receptacle for adventurers who have lost their fighting power as a result of getting older or injured.

Especially since it could also deal with rampant chimps and robberies, it doesn't seem to serve at all helpless.

"The problem is the Viscount Dennen family."

"Viscount Baumann's, you're with him."

In a teasing tone, my grandfather said.

The Viscount Denen family, alongside the Viscount Baumann family, seems to be in charge of policing the city. They can often be rubbed in patrol areas and security methods, and they're a long way from calling each other.

"Yeah. I'm a trusted partner. We witnessed Menno entering and leaving the Viscount Denen mansion."

"What!? Menno is that Menno!?"

"Yes. It's that Menno. I was in disguise, but I could tell at a glance."

You know, I don't even know if they say that.

I got out of my mother's curse and asked Brev. It should be noted that your sister appears to have failed to escape. Still in My Mother's arms, diligently.

"Brev, Brev. Who's Menno?

"You're an obedient devil who was nominated a while ago. Anything. Something about targeting a prince who was visiting from the king's capital."

Hmm. A terrorist.

"Uh, isn't it bad for royalty-targeted terrorism in this city with a lot of anti-royalty? No, I don't think you're going anywhere for royalty."

"I don't know anything about politics or difficulty. But you said the Count had blood eyes."

I guess so. It'll be a liability issue.

Grandpa arched and roared.

"At that time, not only the Knights, but Cyril's Adventurer's Guild went on a search in total, but they got away with the beauty of things. My branch chief was reprimanded, too.... but. If the Viscount Dennen family in a position to hunt, it would have been possible to hide in the clouds."

But then I stare at you in your uniform.

"Do you have any decent evidence? That's the most important part, right?

"... unfortunately, there isn't. I just saw it with these eyes. But Menno, who had eyes with me, rushed right into the mansion and instead came the knight of the Viscount Denen family. If I hadn't run away, I think they'd have caught me."

Complete the process.

Are the knights you just saw subordinate to the Viscount Denen family?

But Grand Father shakes his head.

"Well, let's not talk about it. You can't just make a vague eyewitness testimony to suspect a noble opponent. If you go home and tell Viscount Baumann, you'll say the same thing to me."

"My father trusts me. You shouldn't see my words as simple lies or jokes!

"No, it's not. It's not whether the Viscount believes you or not. We're talking about whether there's enough ingredients to convince people around us. That's what evidence is, isn't it?

"It's..."

The uniform leaned down in regret.

I guess Grandpa Shark puts more emphasis on evidence because it's his job to punish malicious adventurers.

There must be plenty of presumptive accusations and maliciously clever accusations.

Besides, as my grandfather said, I don't suppose there's any reason to blame a nobleman in a position to be entrusted with policing without proof.

"But......! You also know that Menno is a dangerous person!? He is a powerful submissive. He is a warcraft servant strong enough to have casualties in the Prince's Kingsguard!?"

"The Iron Rule of Adventurers is, 'Move carefully'. Everyone who can't do that dies of a swine bump. There are demons weak in fire magic. Then we'll use it right away. He who can only think this way, dies prematurely. Even if you know you're vulnerable to fire, once again, only a guy who can think that you're really okay with it will survive. It's the same as investigating a crime, right? He's a dangerous opponent, so let's move quickly. This is no good. Quickly, you have to be calm and set."

The words of my grandfather, a skilled adventurer on a boulder, weigh heavily.

My mother let go of Fee and Pooh, and ran over.

"The boulder is my father! You look great!

"Ha ha! You will, you will. But, Lucica, we're serious right now."

Hold on tight, I'll say it often.

My Sister, who finally got her freedom, runs towards me crying.

And dive into momentum.

"Ugh! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Get the fuck away from me, man!

Yeah.

Should I have helped you when you were standing still?

I thought it was the usual thing to be stuck with my mother.

"Al Mama is ~... too soft...?

And Pooh child, who comes covered from behind.

My Angel came to me because he was disturbed and crowned.

"Nyah! Phew, I won't forgive you for interrupting the goo!

"It's okay...... I am obu...... Feel that... Habitat division? Birth division......?

"Phew, no, no, I said! And my back is fu!

Shit or it got messed up.

Your uniform is trembling with anger.

"It's not if you're kidding! Menno is a dangerous opponent!?"

"Don't yell. Calm down. If you have time to be angry, figure out what you can do now."

"Or think... I'm still a helpless child..."

"I said you were a serious life-threatening story, so I believed it and treated you as a person in public. If you're a kid, be a kid. You're a guy who can think. But if you're just a kid who can't do it, let's just say this. - Don't stick your neck in the extra. Thank you for reporting. I'll deal with this later."

"-"

No, no. Grandpa Shark. Isn't that a little too harsh?

This girl, she's still, like, tiny and... no, she's not.

The Grand Father may be willing to keep your uniform away from danger. My grandfather's eyes, they don't look like they despise me.

"Shit......!

Then, my sister in my arms jumped down a little.

And then walk pompous and stand in front of you in your military uniform.

"Phew, I have a good idea!

"Huh...!?"

What the fuck?

My Angel, do you think I understood what you're saying?

Looking surprised, Fee said confidently.

"I don't know what you were talking about, Phew, I don't! But it's troubling, okay! If you don't, we can fix it! Huh? Yet, genius!

What the heck?!?

My Sister, stop overestimating my brother. You're just a normal person!?

But it seems the uniform thought I, as a messenger, let Fee go confidently. Looking back at the momentum and looking at my face. And so is my grandfather.

"Hmm. Al. You have a plan? [M] You want to talk about it? But this is a serious story with people's lives at stake. If you're kidding, you're gonna have to be ready for one shot of genius, right?

Ri, irrational......

But, well, no hands.

"Eh...... Grandpa told me to move carefully, but I think there's something I can do because it's" now. "

"Ho...?

Whose word was it that soldiers honor divine speed...?