Nankoufuraku no Maoujou e Youkoso

The journey in the carriage proceeded without particular problems.

Kash said it was the first time he had been in a carriage, but he rowed the boat as soon as he couldn't sleep the day before.

Now she's got my knee on her pillow, "Supi... Supi" and a cute sleeping breath.

Reduce the urge to touch fluffy dog ears.

Mr. Fulcus remained faceless because the beans had run out - but when he gave him the cookies he had prepared to see if this could happen, he said, "Appreciating staff. That's staff," I said. I started eating shabby.

I was glad you seemed better, but even when you complimented me, your gaze nailed cookies.

"What about the staff?"

"Uh, usually it's just a name."

I'm kind of unfamiliar with being called a staff officer other than when I work. It's a matter of consciousness.

"Yes. lemme. I'm good with Fulcus. Because I don't like my real name."

"Okay, Mr. Fulcus. So, what is it?

It is rare to speak from her side.

"The staff, do you like yourself?

"To?"

'Myself' in this case would mean Mr Fulcus.

"It feeds me often"

As a thank you when I asked you to put on the archery, I handed over the hamburger because I didn't look at it at the welcome party earlier.

He wondered if there was a favor.

"Oh, oh, no, not like that"

"That."

"I'm not attracted to Mr. Fulcus, or anything like that"

"Mmm."

I can't read emotions because I'm lacking in facial expressions and voice discouragement.

"Excuse me...... I'll be careful"

"No problem. food delight."

"Then I guess good..."

"I wondered why. That's all."

"I see. When you're getting your archery on, that's a thank you. Other times...... what is it? Somehow? I don't know."

"Okay."

Mr. Fulcus snorts.

"Mr. Fulcus likes to eat."

"I like it. I eat lemme a lot too"

"Right. Because if you train magic organs, you can't make magic without anything in your body. If you want to build a lot of magic, not just train, but eat anyway."

In addition to two breakfasts, I often stop by Mr. Blitz's to buy fruit.

People who are good at magic organs like things that are going to be energy. Meat, fried food, sweet stuff?

Phoenix has a smart and cool image in the public, so there were quite a few times when I could not even eat guts in public and endure hunger.

How could I be so confused that I couldn't recognize him that I fed him something in the meantime?

Speaking of which, I wonder what you're doing after I'm out.

Mr. Bella is [a brave man], too, and he may be working with me as a good understander.

Well, it's easy for him to sprinkle people when he's really at his limit. You won't have to worry about that.

"Master of Leme. Previous demon king?

I laugh vaguely. Even if they had already found out, there was resistance to my affirmation.

"Fine. Don't tell me. I was taught, just magic?

"I was coached, yes"

"But lemme, I'm working out, my body. of an untalented human being, to the limit. Sword, no, no, no."

"Haha. Sure, I was trained. This one feels more like he was thrown into an environment where he had to be, than he told me. Just take the water bottle and survive a week in the mountains."

I think I've built up quite a bit of mental strength, too. What a tiny thing to be before nature. That training gave me a good idea of how wonderful and special water, food, clean clothes and a place to sleep in peace.

Now I think that training is what the Demon King imposes on my son, even though he regulated me not to die.

In other words, the training also included 'body making that can withstand the inheritance of horns'.

So, as Mr Fulcus said, 'of a man without talent, to the limit', he was trained.

I couldn't give up my path to the brave, and I've been hiding and working out all my life.

There were limits to self-study, but there was no one to coach [Black Demon Instructor] in combat technology. Still managed to maintain the flesh.

"Again, thank you. I'm glad you put your sword on."

Mr. Fulcus never laughed at me, nor did he say it was a waste of time.

In my spare time, he is giving me serious guidance.

Well, it seems' no good ', but it was accepted softly because it had no malice.

"Fine, but other than the ability to fit the [position (job)], it's a quick heads-up"

What Mr. Fulcus is saying is true.

[Title (Job)] is the right job for God to teach us. Drawing on our abilities and stretches, they show us the stage where we can best demonstrate our strength.

[Title (Job)] incorporates several "aptitudes".

Alternatively, [Title (Job)] is finalized in the combination of "Suitability".

For example, in the case of [warriors], "mobility," "combat survey," "swordsmanship," or "technique", etc.

If we had them, [the warrior] would have expressed them.

It's just that this was assumed that way by mankind from a vast precedent, and not that God said anything.

Well, leave God alone.

"Right. But I can't give up."

Same [position (job)], but there is a difference in 'aptitude' individually.

"Increased mobility" or "swordsmanship"? Around there, you seem to know as you train yourself.

Having 'aptitude' means the effort is fruitful when you train that part.

Suitability contained in [Black Magic Instructor] is based on "Black Magic," "Magic Resistance," "Magic," and "Magic Sensing."

Black magic tends to grow, resistance to mainly black magic is strong, magic organs grow slightly easier, and magic is easy to trace.

This' magic 'is also about' magic (weak to medium) 'if [wizard] or [brave] is' magic (strong) 'or' magic (pole) ', so it's about better than [position (job)] where magic cannot be used.

"Suitability" for direct combat systems is not found in [Black Demon Instructors].

[Title (Job)] does not change from time to time, so just because I inherited the horn doesn't mean that I express [Demon King]. I guess God is not going to update.

It just doesn't reflect that I actually have one end of the Demon King's power in me.

So besides the ability of the horns, there's more 'aptitude' or something like that.

"So. workouts are good. But I'm no match for a real job."

Mr. Fulcus' words are inorganic, but not cold. I guess that's why I don't sound like I'm letting it go.

And I wonder if you know a good person.

"I know I'm no match for you with taste and technology. The same effort does not reward even one hundredth of the incumbent. Still, I'm happy to be able to grow. What you taught me, I won't waste it. Let me know if you can."

"Mmm."

After nodding, Fulcus pointed his head with his index finger.

"If you're missing something, you can make it up to me separately. Head or black magic."

"Yes."

"Later, buy magic gear or something"

Indeed, weapons armor and special items are also within the power of battle.

As the ring has increased the use of summons in the magic I create.

"You've barely seen them put up for sale... It's not very affordable."

It may be auctioned very rarely, but it has enough value for the eyeballs to pop up.

Could Phoenix buy about one? You won't need him because he has a holy sword.

Ant as an option, but not feasible. So is the money, and you don't even know when or what it's going to be. It would be just as good as putting it in a corner of your head and not expecting it.

"I buy food if I buy magic equipment"

"Haha. Mr. Fulcus already has two."

"Convenient"

"Especially that spear, isn't it? How did that..."

Then for a while, we exchanged words.

Mr. Fulcus said few words, and still responded properly.

Within days, we arrive at our destination.

Wake up Kash and give thanks to your Lord before entering the city.

It's smaller than the city with the Demon King's Castle, but it's a vibrant city.

"Wow...!

Kash, who had been awake and blurred until a short while ago, makes his eyes shine.

Speaking of which, I and Phoenix both felt nostalgic that when I was a rookie, the city I was going to was so fresh that I couldn't help it. I thought it was because we were countrymen, but they don't either to see Shagu Kash.

I smile at Kash, who can just glance at him, while holding his hand so he doesn't fall off.

"Grip with yourself, too?

Mr. Fulcus asked with no expression.

I can't tell if I'm serious or not. Look at me, she put the last cookie in her mouth and then she said it.

"Jokes"

If we get to know each other a little better, will we know a little bit about what she's thinking?

With that in mind, the sound of hooves pounding cobblestones approached.

"... uh, according to the notes," The Young Man in Black, "" Poor Dog-Eared Girl, "" The Girl with No Emoticons, But Beautiful White Hair "threesome... oh, I found it"

Isn't that note just too cluttered for my information?

No, I'm trying to avoid finding out it's me around with black magic, so I guess they told me to be able to tell with that in mind.

The woman approaching was a cool atmosphere woman dressed in maid clothes.

Black hair, black eyes, and - black hairy (,,).

The torso of a beautiful woman, underneath it - it was that of a horse.

Centaur - a human horse.

"Are you sure you're the Demon King Castle clerks?

Sometimes there's a horse down from the human torso, and we'll look up at her.

"Yes, I'll take care of you from today"

"I picked you up with the life of the Lord. My name is Kay. My dungeon name is Orobus, but I was hoping you could call me if you like."

We'll each name it.

"Now I will show you to the Lord."