Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

The day after tomorrow, the woman came.

Confirm Alistair Rottenmeyer's appearance through the office window in Ivaris.

She is as beautiful as ever.

The blonde hair looks good on the white armor.

I have two escorts, but they both wear armor of the same design.

Both of them were beautiful women with golden hair.

"I wonder if the only executives of the White Rose Knights can be blonde women"

Lilith divulges this irony when she leaks that sentiment.

"Master Ike likes blondes."

Lilith is swelling her cheeks.

"Well, I guess you don't like it"

Joking back, Lilith returns her heel.

"Where are you going?

"I'm going to dye my hair"

…………

I'll have trouble if they really dye me, so I'll tell you the truth.

"I wasn't seen by Alistair as anything. I was just checking to see if she had a crest on her shoulder."

"The crest? Is it?

"Oh, if you had a crest, you'd be able to confirm it"

"What?

Lilith looks decent.

"With the White Rose Knights crest on Alistair's shoulder, I can confirm that he's officially returned to the Knights. If not, I can deduce he came on his own without the king's permission."

"I see, ah, you have a proper crest on you"

Lilith looks down at Alistair with a mouthful of "which".

"What's more, if that white rose crest had been made of gold, I would have returned as captain, I guess. How's it going around there?

I ask Lilith because she can't confirm that much with my eyes, who are human beings, but apparently Alistair has officially returned as head of the regiment. "It has a crest that looks expensive," Lilith said.

"I see," I leaked, continuing like this.

"Then you must be treated as the official use of the Kingdom of Rosalia."

Better yet, it's about Satie.

Regardless of your status, you can't have it in the best luxury.

Satti, who hasn't been busy since yesterday preparing for the feast, is still running around the hall.

I usually get one Satie to take care of me, but when I have a corps size meeting, etc., I hire a temporary maid to direct it. But I wonder if it was for the native worker, it wasn't just instructions, it was a girl named Satie who would work up to the minute of the person.

Occasionally, I work so hard in the hallway that I don't even have time to speak up.

Observing a maid like that, a good scent tickles her nostrils.

It would smell like gravy sauce on roast beef, Sati's specialty dish.

A woman named Alistair Rottenmeyer seems to be the daughter of a grand aristocrat, but Sati's cooking will satisfy her fat tongue as well.

I don't know what a woman named Alistair came to see me for, but I can only be sure of that.

So much so that Satie's food is delicious.

Alistair, who visited my hall, first offered an abbreviated greeting, advising me to rest in my room to relieve my long journey fatigue.

She has an urgent business to attend to, but she has been stuck, but still advises her to rest "only if it is an important business, after she has healed her fatigue".

In fact, he had the face of exhaustion, including that of the offering.

There is a considerable distance from the king's capital, Rosalia, to the forest of the world tree. From there, he came to Ivaris by force of arms. There's no way I'm not tired.

Alistair still wants to get down to business, but seems to have decided to rest in her room when her squire stops her.

I told her dinner time and she snorted and went upstairs.

Satti carefully led her to the room and went straight to the kitchen.

I don't have time for "don't push it too hard" either.

At this rate, they will cook the best food by evening.

In the meantime, I was just killing time.

I don't have anything in particular to do.

Some hands eavesdrop on Alistair's resting room, but they will be as alert to boulders as they are to that.

Even if you don't do that to it, a few minutes later, from Alistair's own mouth, you're supposed to tell me the purpose of your visit, and it's not a gentleman's thing to eavesdrop on a woman's room.

As a gentleman, I'm not eavesdropping on a woman's room.

When I returned to my room, I reached for a book of readings.

It was a book of nasty adventure plays, but would be just right to kill time until the evening.

In fact, when I finished reading that book of readings, the sun began to set and dinner was ready.

When I checked the mirror to see if there was any disturbance in my immortal robe, I headed for dinner.

Heading during dinner, there was a beautiful lady there.

He wears a white dress like the one worn by the nobleman's maid. I could deduce that it was expensive enough for ordinary people to live for six months just by looking at it with a detailed design.

Of course, it was the guest, Alistair, who was wearing it.

She doesn't seem so wild as to show up at a dinner party with her armor on a boulder.

Do you have your hair tied up beautifully by your squire, too, I don't feel any samurai bonelessness?

Most importantly, this woman doesn't look like a samurai wearing armor...

Alistair Rottenmeyer, looking at me with a slightly frightened look, has thanked me for "preparing a lovely dinner party for me".

I wondered what you were frightened of, but there are a number of them, if you know what I mean.

I'm a demon in the first place. There are no humans who are not frightened to see this alien figure.

Besides, this girl is lumpily crushing herself on the battlefield once, and then, when she's locked up in the tower, she feels a little surprised when she goes to "meet".

Don't be frightened, maybe it's more impossible.

I just have trouble being negotiated while being licked, but I can't talk about it with fright.

When I try to make a kind voice,

"Lord Alistair, please remove your shoulder strength. The Demons look different, but there's something more human than you think. I don't know what I'm talking about, but I'm typical of that, especially me."

Anyway, I won't reveal that the contents are human, but anyway, I sat at her table and recommended the dishes Sati had made.

Alistair starts by mouthing a terrifying dish.

It was prepared by the Demons. It was a face that I didn't know what ingredients were used, but when I took a bite, I changed my complexion.

"Very tasty, this"

"It's one of my maids' pride dishes."

Judging her knife and fork when you say that, the speed is gradually faster.

This wouldn't have opened my mind to me, but it would make it somewhat easier to talk.

Waiting for her to finish her meal, she decided to get into the 'real deal'.

Why did Alistair come to see me when she was relieved of her duties as leader of the White Rose Knights?

There's no end to my interest in what stories I've brought.

I asked this at the same time that Satie brought her a post-meal drink and stepped back.

"Now, Lord Alistair, for what purpose did you come to me this time?

Cutting out like that, Alistair once again faced nervously and opened her mouth.

"Actually, Lord Ike asked me for a favor."

That's what she said, she started talking about the real deal.