Monster no Goshujin-sama

7 ~ Lily Perspective ~

At present, the village is understaffed.

One village, albeit small, with the exception of children, ten. There is no way to maintain it with the number of people there.

I was worried about what to do in the village, but a few days ago, I saw signs of a solution to the problem.

Melvin from the neighboring village dropped me off manpower.

It was thanks to your husband's confirmation of assistance from Mr. Philip that he was able to move in the direction of rebuilding the village.

Of course, there was some concern about this.

Anyway, this village doesn't hide the circumstances we have.

Even though any of this was inevitable, there was a risk in getting people from the outside.

Most importantly, Mr. Melvin, who sent people around, would have also considered it. The elves who came never looked disgusted, at least not at the children with monster-like features in their appearance, like Gabella and Robbia.

I suppose the chief, Mr Melvin, used to include me, and I suppose it is also significant that his wife, Mr Leah, has taken the initiative and has taken an intimate attitude towards us who are monsters.

I also heard that the elves who came were concerned about the candidates, around all the faces that crossed their swords with your husband in the swarm blue raven crusade or in the mock battle in the village.

For this minute, there won't be a problem.

The instructions of the newly-arrived elves will be given by Mr. Leah, who has taken care of the fields he has left to just water for a while, etc.

However, it remains unchanged that we are still understaffed, so for example, the village defence was to remain in our charge.

Most of all, because of the small number of people we have done, there were limits to the continued protection of the village.

Come on, there are a couple of sensing abilities in the wider area, such as your husband and Mr. Silan, so we can make sure that no harm is done to the villagers, but it's a delicate place when it comes to protecting them all the way to the village facilities.

If you want to think about the future, I want to avoid damage if possible.

If so, precautions before being raided by monsters become important.

Specifically, it's a crusade for monsters in the surrounding area.

It was under these circumstances that I was walking in the woods.

I walk vigilantly around, simulating the wolf's sense of smell.

It is your husband who leads the way.

Little is noticeable in the woods because they are dim, but "Misty Vault", a sensory magic, unfolds around.

Your husband's "Misty Vault" can cover quite a wide area, and my sense of smell can sense distant anomalies depending on the wind direction.

Considering the combination with the force left in the village, Robbia is also following, so it is a battle-free and anxiety-free formation.

In addition to that, Mr. Salvia had a face today.

"My husband is so used to this magic."

Salvia, in an upbeat mood, is swooping across the diagonal of her husband, who moves forward on his steps.

Somehow, it was a sight reminiscent of a balloon with a string.

"Well, that's a lot longer"

"You're proof that you're proficient and wasted. I didn't think it would be this fast. Talent."

"I guess it went better than that"

To the words of praise, your husband returned the farewell.

It was more of a tone I really thought so than a humble one.

In fact, your husband is less fit for magic.

Rather, if you assessed it without pinching your personal feelings, your talent in combat in general was mediocre.

It's not that I don't have talent, but I don't have the shine to take it apart and highlight it.

I have more experience diving through life-threatening situations than just because I was talented enough to be able to handle magic sooner than later.

For example, it is the side effect of the magic supply received from Garbera when he was about to be killed by balloon foxes and artillery crawls that enabled him to handle magic faster.

Even the reproduction of the power of the white spider, the trump card of the status quo, carries the risk of losing his memory to Omake with the ridiculously awakening power of the fire in the battle against the Mad Beast.

In the first place, you can fight quite a bit, because you have such harsh training that you don't think you're sane if you don't know what's going on.

Anyone can be quite useful if they do all that.

Of course, it's another matter of whether or not you can live with all that training.

The fact that you eat up your teeth and indulge in thinking about us is something no one else can imitate, and it is only with the path you have followed that your husband established Asarina's combat aid and mastered the magic of Mr. Salvia's "Misty Temporary Inn".

Nevertheless, they do not deny the fact that your husband's talents are mediocre.

When I think about it, my mastery of "Misty Vault" is jumping through.

"Ugh. My husband and I are very compatible."

Mr. Salvia laughed happily.

"Sure, you might. One of your husbands is very comfortable. Hey, Asalina."

"Thermer"

Asalina rings as she agrees, twisting and shaking the body of the crawl.

I also joined the circle of stories.

"Nice, both of you. I want to go inside your husband too."

"What are you talking about?"

"Uh. 'Cause I wonder what it's like? Hey, Robbie?

Your husband looks troubled and I speak to Robbia.

"Ugh!? … oh, me, nothing"

Did Robbia get upset because, after a moment, she was thinking the same thing as me?

Your husband spilled a bitter laugh.

"Well, no matter how compatible it is, it's time to stop it."

It's been an hour since I started walking in the woods.

Where it unfolds efficiently, the magic also depletes after a long time.

"Right. It's a good time, and let's go home."

I also ran into a few monsters and was able to crusade them.

The results can be described as good.

We decided to go home.

Turn your feet to the village.

Robbie pulled the hem of your husband's clothes.

"Hey, Takahiro. I'm talking about not having enough magic, but how's your strength?"

Similar question is, how many times was this today?

"You're poor, so if you need anything, say it quickly."

From Robbia, a dragon born with a tough body, your husband, who is mortal, seems weak for the rest of his life.

The tone is blurry and I'm not reluctant to say it the way it is, but the substance, what was spoken is a word of care.

To her unexpectedly worried, your husband returned a gentle grin.

"It's okay. I just want to wash my body because I got blood back."

Today, your husband fought monsters in conjunction with practical training.

The battle itself was disconnected, but it had taken quite a bit of returning blood.

Though I wiped it, it still smells, and I guess it makes me feel bad because it's pimply.

I said to your frowned husband, Robbie didn't blurt out.

"I deserve it. I would have had a bite like that."

"Thank you for the concession."

I didn't do anything.

"That's not true. I'm in trouble in case anything happens, and that's why I called you. Thank God you're here."

"... hmm"

Sniffled Robbie, pulling the hem of her husband's clothes, pressed his head around his arms.

It's hard to tell if you're nostalgic or repulsive, but it didn't seem like you were in a bad mood.

Corner, I guess I was free and a little obstinate when they asked me to work and I came out like this.

They got it covered and fixed their mood.

Though it seems to be Robbie around who honestly doesn't put that on his face.

Seeing her like that, I opened my mouth.

"Speaking of which, your husband. I've been dealing with kids in the village every now and then lately, what's it like?

"Hmm? Right, you're just a good kid"

Your husband turned his eyes to this one, which was aimed at Robbia.

"Why don't you go too Lily. Gabella's been showing her face all this time."

"Mmm. Right. The people who were heavy calmed down, and I think it's a good idea to give them a look. Oh, Robbie's going, too?

"Oh, me!?

Robbie, who was told the story, freaked out.

I try to wiggle my red hair and shake my head, just like they said I did something terrible.

"Oh, I'm fine. I don't need it."

"Uh. Not every once in a while."

The reaction was adorable and the dullness gave me a grin.

"There, even Robbie is your sister. Hey, your husband?

I turned my water to your husband.

However, I tilted my neck without a response.

"What's up, sir?"

"... Huh?

Were you distracted by something else?

Later your husband shook his head to the side.

"Uh. No, it's nothing"

"Hmm?

It was a slightly disturbing reaction.

Though it was something to think about.

"So, what?

"Ah. Yeah."

Your husband will ask, so he decides to flush it for now, and I will answer.

"Earlier, he said he was going to show his face to the kids. I was wondering if Robbie could come with me."

"Oh, is that the story? Isn't that good?"

"Right. Ah. But I wonder what it can be to push too many people. Me and Robbie went, and Kato originally took care of the kids, and your husband asked me to come with him..."

While counting fingers, continue.

- And then Rose's with you.

"... uh, well. Right."

Your husband, who hammered him, missed his gaze there.

Somewhere, it was a hooking reaction.

"Hey, husband"

I took a serious look at your husband's side.

"What happened with Rose?

"... nothing"

They didn't have anything.

For that matter, though my gaze doesn't fit.

"Hmm?

Where I leaned my neck, Robbia withdrew your master's hand.

"Hey, Takahiro. Takahiro is also dealing with children in the village."

Try her, she cared more about this one than about your husband's weird reaction.

Your husband looked a little relieved.

"Oh, it's enough to show your face once in a while. If Robbie's going, I'll make time for it. Coming?"

"... mi, if you just want to see"

"What's that?"

Your husband shakes his shoulder to Robbia, who knows people.

He started talking to Robbia as he was.

In the meantime, I slowed my pace a little.

I invite Mr. Salvia, who has noticed this way.

"What about Rose's story, the truth?

I asked sneakily.

Mr. Salvia, who usually pulls in to keep his magic warm, comes out once every few days.

I haven't had a chance to see your husband with Rose as a child yet, but I thought Mr. Salvia would.

"Hey."

Mr. Salvia replied with a suppressed voice when he smiled bitterly.

"Sir, he seemed a little aware of Mr. Rose."

"... I see"

So I was convinced of that reaction.

I don't know the details, but I'm guessing there's movement around Kato in support of Rose on this one as well.

If so, this means her operation is bearing fruit.

So much thought, and I frowned small.

"... that's all?

"So far."

"Oh well."

I mean, my pretty sister's romantic pattern seems to be moving forward, but not yet to the decisive point.

Mm-hmm. I sharpen my lips.

To be honest, it was snug.

In the first place, Rose was beside your husband from the beginning, even though he was a few days behind me.

That child supported your husband's hardest times with me.

To be clear, your husband's trust and fondness for Rose has been little different from those for me for a long time now.

That's the proof, you just have to think back.

From tasteless dry wooden dolls to adorable girl dolls.

Every time Rose showed a little change, your husband looked upset.

It is good to say that the romantic offense that Rose tried and Kato helped was almost all a critical hit.

That's how special Rose is to your husband.

I guess the major cause it hasn't yet progressed into romantic emotion is where the thought-provoking Rose herself isn't sure about her emotions.

I don't know if I like your husband.

I know you think it might seem thin, but I'm not sure.

That would be the place.

I'm talking about disciplined Rose.

In that state, I couldn't help but express my favor to your husband.

Your husband is your husband, and there are parts of the world that still draw the feeling of the original world, so I guess there are parts of you that have put the brakes on your feelings.

As a result, every now and then, we don't get a favor from each other.

"Uh, I don't know. I wish I could go more like this."

"... oh well. Kind of a very real word."

Mr. Salvia dyed his cheeks a little and held his mouth down.

"Well, I know how you feel. People have their own pace. Mr. Lily, because you know that, right?

"... yes it is"

I want to respect both of your feelings to the fullest.

Mr. Kato would feel the same way around here.

Otherwise, it's about her. We must be moving forward more efficiently.

Looking closely, but still the clock needle is moving forward.

Can Rose be sure of her feelings quickly as she continues to move forward, even slowly?

Or is it first that the brakes off your husband's mind that are getting rattled?

I thought of the day as I looked at the back of your husband, who would go forward with Robbie's opponent.