Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

Let's think about it for a second.

It's not bad to decide with momentum, but thanks. The situation seems more serial than I thought.

It's not normal to say how many demons have a long life span until you become a slave to a man you don't know, and it's wacky to say how you saw Mr. Aeon's imprint.

As far as I'm concerned, it's like a dream to say that Mr. Shamash, a beautiful and demonic, will come.

Mr. Ion has a jailprint, and I have the impression that he looks strong, but he's definitely a beauty.

If this had been the first time I had come to this world, I would have been OK without one or two.

But not now. It's not like when I met Deanna and Marina.

I already have something like less responsibility in this world, and I've gotten closer to all sorts of people.

So - even if I don't say that Mr. Shamash and Mr. Aeon are going to be troublemakers, we also have to consider the possibility of something becoming a source of trouble or having an affair with an original member.

Hmmm......

"... I'd like to confirm a few things."

Mr. Shamash let my words shine in his face.

"You cared about that? Ask me anything. I'll answer anything I can."

A chilling peek of octagonal teeth softens her adult impression.

From ivory (ivory) hair rises sweet aromas like thin, ciple-based perfume, tickling the nostrils.

Is this scent natural? I wonder if it's just a demon tribe and the odor glands are different from humans......

Somehow, it's a fragrance that confuses men. You're a bad woman.

"First of all, it's the most important part. You can take a jailprint with a spiritual stone, purify it? I mean, you can, but if you can purify it and erase the jailprints, are you already acquitted?

This is important.

It doesn't make sense to get caught again in "That's it, this is this", even if the jailprints are taken.

To this question, Mr Shamash nods forcefully.

"Yeah. That's natural. Because it is supposed to mean that we are being punished at a time when we are losing our blessings. Polar prints are acquitted by spiritual stones.... Oops, bad ion. Of course I know you're guilty. [M] It's just a general theory."

"You don't need to follow me like that, Shamash."

"Oh well. Anyway, if you wash the imprint with a spiritual stone, that's it. Ion can be free."

Hmm.

In short, you're a bounty neck.

If you're no longer a "rat," you'll have no reason to be chased.

In other words, the fact that you can use Mr. Aeon as your maid of honor or enslave Mr. Shamash will be the consideration for the "100 Gold Coins" that cover the prison crest.

Thinking about it is really simple.

A hundred pieces of gold is a small amount, but I don't think it's that expensive as a slave's amount.

Given that Marina's amount was 60 gold coins and as a slave it was cheaper, the Demon Clan's 100 gold coins should be a bargain.

"Does it feel like Mr. Aeon is being chased by a hunter for gold? You were on guard when you met me earlier."

Nevertheless, it depends on the content of the waxed part.

If it's a bargain for 100 gold coins, on the contrary, now you should think that something is wrong with the wacky part.

"... it"

Mr. Shamash says finally.

I still wondered if there was a problem, but unexpectedly it was Mr. Ion himself who inherited the sentence.

"Shamash, fine. I'll say it myself."

"I said yes, Aeon. Are you sure...?

"It's okay. If this is what the Great Spirit wants, you have to believe it."

"But..."

Mr. Aeon's complex expression, which can be taken both as a renunciation and a determination.

After all, there seems to be some profound circumstances.

"Mr. Ayase. If this encounter is due to the guidance of the Great Spirit, then our encounter must be meaningful."

Say something you don't quite understand. Is it a restraint?

"As far as I'm concerned, I don't think we have any great spirits or snares to meet. It's up to them to turn the encounter into something meaningful, isn't it?

I don't really like the idea that God Buddha is involved in everything.

It may have been possible that some kind of force was working, like actually guiding the Great Spirit, but in the end it is a matter that cannot be proven.

"Right...... Indeed, I had no power to open my own destiny. So I was tricked into falling, running away, running away, to this point..."

"Did you fool me?"

"Yes. I was stupid and innocent.... I'm the only one living in my own paradise."

Someone who speaks a lot in the abstract.

"... sorry. Say something funny."

"I don't mind that...... Are you all right, sir?

A tattoo extending to his face makes it hard to tell, but he has a blue face and shakes his lips.

"Mr. Ayase. To tell the truth........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... It has nothing to do with the imprint."

I'm chasing you...

Well, even when you came across me, you said, "Which hand is it from?"

"It was two years ago. I was caught up in a political confrontation between rival factions and fell into the city. It's been over a year since Shamash hid me here. The inheritance ritual is already over in the country, my brother is in power and I am supposed to be dead...... though.... I don't know the details. I am losing my inheritance at the time of the loss of my blessings and on the contrary I should be dead......"

"Hey, I'm talking about some faction, some resistance, some inheritance, something big. After all, Mr. Aeon, who are you?"

"Lucrion. That's my real name. … ion is a pseudonym"

"Was it a fake name?"

Well, well. That's a natural measure.

There's no way a rat can round out his real name.

"And... my real name is Lucrion Aquamarine von Hannock"

Heh. A long, long name.

I don't know if he's a former nobleman or something. What kind of carefree nobleman is that?

"... Oh, that? You're not too surprised."

"Oh, yeah?

"Oh, hey husband. Why are you so calm...? Are you a real thing, too? What do you call a royal family?"

The big parents don't pull, they just fall out of their chairs.

Is it a famous nobleman?

Assuming the last Hannook is your last name, is it the Hannook family?

Hannook.

Hannook......?

That... I've heard that somewhere...

... That's the name of this country! Hannook Empire.

"Third place in the right to inherit the throne. Ex..."

And, Mr. Ion.

I mean... the princess of the real thing.

Hmmm......

You don't seem to be able to use it as a maid for now!

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But... a chaser.

Though he lost his inheritance, Mr. Ion is the princess of the real thing.

And I'm not just a princess. This is the Emperor's daughter. No, you already said your brother was in power or something.

Mr. Ion would still be a teenager at his age, or maybe twenty at best.

If so, the brothers are sometimes that much older. Naturally, so is the father.

I'm not interested in these political circumstances in this world, in this country, and I don't know, but did the former emperor, or Mr. Aeon's father, die young...? He already said the inheritance was over or something.

Or is there another reason?

In the first place, I'm not sure about the format of this country's imperial succession.

I don't know, but it must have been my real brother or my sister or something who let go of the chaser.

When it comes to it, can't I just hide it with ease?

It doesn't seem like a nominee for naming a country, but it might be like a chaser, or assassin, coming or something.

But our mansion has boundaries.

It's impossible for people I don't know to come in, and there's only about Mr. Rebecca's house in the countryside around us.

Even if a villager or something sees his face, it's hard to imagine that someone knows the face of a princess in a far away imperial capital.

If it was anything, I'd say I disguised myself. Just changing the color of your hair would impress you a lot differently, and you can buy as many hair colors as you want at the pharmacy.

At least you don't know how much better than to continue living an unconventional life with the public in a cave like this.

If you line up the terms, you can easily say, "I'll protect you! I'm not brave enough to say," or anything, but it doesn't seem like a bad story.

Well, if you're just going to hide in our house, I'd like you to do the job you deserve, but you're a bee princess and you can't expect many of them.

Even our princess Deanna is such a tease about her work at home.

... then does your relationship with Mr. Shamash still creep you out?

Hide the princess being chased by the assassins instead of getting 100 cheap Demon Slaves.

I mean, here's the order. In a sip.

The risk is…….

Yes, but I don't know.

"Big parent, what do you think?

In the meantime, I will ask the big parent, the only third party on this occasion.

"Sir, I've already made up my mind about that face."

Whoa, I guess it was on your face like that. The con artist's vocation is intangible.

"Whatever, my husband loves you too. I do find it unfortunate to live with polar prints on your back, but gold coin 100 is not an easy amount to give out. Besides... this princess is probably real. I've heard about Princess Lucrion."

"Hmm. What does that mean?"

"Oh, it's a good relationship between some saint knight or a general, and he said he ran off or something. It's a story that goes all the way to the country like this, and I thought it was frown spitting. Well, maybe he wasn't lying."

Running off.

Well, that's not a bad excuse to tailor a missing person.

I don't even know why I was framed for carrying the imprint.

"I'm not running off or anything.... I didn't have the courage to take such action. It's just that my pale love and his honesty were exploited..."

Mr. Ion opens his mouth. Apparently, there was someone like that.

Was it used…?

Hmmm...... It feels a little heavy.

No, I guess it's natural given our situation.

"... Mr. Ion. I feel sorry for you, even if I don't know more about your situation. So I'm starting to wonder if I could take this story. But if you want revenge or something, I'm going to ask you to let this story go."

"... what revenge..."

"I don't mind if I don't. I can hide you in a better situation than I do now, and some of my friends I can trust. Apart from what happiness is like for you, you can do somewhat better than you do now.... but unless you want revenge. That just makes me unhappy. For everyone."

I can do it if I want to make a life a little better for someone I don't like.

But I'm not even big enough to fulfill any more hopes.

"... well, 100 gold coins is a lot of money for me anyway. I'd like to talk to my buddies, too, and can we hold off for now, Mr. Shamash?"

This story was basically brought in by Mr. Shamash.

Mr. Aeon seems to be under Mr. Shamash's asylum, and the decision should rest with Mr. Shamash.

"Oh, I don't mind. Even for me, I think I've suddenly spoken of an impossible wish."

I guess Mr. Shamash's impossibility was also a wish for acceptance.

But she doesn't know what she's worth, the truth is Demon slaves are cheap for 100 gold coins.

I didn't actually confirm it, but thank you. It has a long life, just like an elf, and seems to remain beautiful forever, and more importantly, magic will work. I hear it's pretty expensive to be a human magician's slave or something.

Well, the Demons themselves are rare in this neighborhood.

Well, it's totally like trafficking in human beings and it feels attractive, but it's not like that.

It's bad because there's no such thing as slavery. I'm just saying I'll have a decent employment contract. Employee registration.

The Demons will certainly do a good job.

Maybe he'll be the other guy after a while.

He said something like Marina said that brown skin wouldn't be dealt with, unfortunately! I love it.

Shamash, a little thinner and more adult than Marina, has an adult hue not found in Marina or Deanna.

I'm unconsciously sprinkling pheromones, and it looks like I'd better put them under control. It is resourcefully MOTTAINAI to drive such a natural weapon to such a periphery.

"Basically, I'm thinking positively, so look forward to it................ By the way, Mr. Shamash really thinks you can be my slave?

Let's make sure here.

I have trouble with word aya or something.

Even if I didn't actually have a slave contract, I'd like to have it moved, or at least some kind of contract.

Exactly, though I have a feeling it's not possible to live with Deanna the Elf at the Mansion.

"Of course I did. If you will listen to my wishes, I will answer your expectations with my whole body and spirit. That's the contract.... Whatever. I hope I had your baby."

"Buffo! Goho, goho! What are you talking about, suddenly?"

Tea sprayed in real life.

I don't think it's a lie to be a slave, but you're getting past devotion and into something amazing!

I knew it was a natural weapon!

Even though I'm intelligent in tone and stuff, I'm going to let it go awesome straight.

"Mmm, I mean it. Birth would be a woman's pleasure. Sure, it's steep, but I've never felt this way before. What, if it's annoying, I'll raise it alone. Of course, I can't have kids on my own, so... I just want them to do it at least once."

"Hey, Shamash! What the hell is wrong with you?!? It's like she's not an asshole!

Well said! Mr. Ion!

Mostly, why did they suddenly like me so much, I...

Has the Devil's Sword touched the Devil's harp line?

Or, "This guy's rich. I just have to make a fait accompli..." is that an alle?

Well, whatever thoughts you have, I don't think it's such a bad story for me... but maybe I should be a little cautious after all...

When I think about that, Moya,

"Ah."

And, Mr. Shamash made a sudden strange voice.

And then he gets up with Gatan and leaves the room.

I don't know, I didn't get it right away, so I guess I embarrassed you.

No, you can't give me that OK. I want to get it out, but you can't.

Anyway, she's exquisite.

I wonder if the Demons are a bit different than normal after all......

Mr. Shamash, who left the room, returned in a few minutes.

"I don't understand what happened, but it was a bad thing"

If you come into the room, I'll say that.

There is a serious rush on that look.

"Just now, reason flipped. It's unprecedented in scale. Sometimes monsters spring up in this pit too, but the depth is too different than usual. I don't know what happened, but I think it's dangerous to be here. Prepare the ions too."

"Hey, now what is it, Shamash!

"I don't know what you know about me either, Ion. I've never done this before... Heh heh, there's a lot going on today for the first time.... No, not if I'm laughing."

"Don't be ridiculous! Explain it properly."

"Aeon. The Demons and Elves have the ability to sense the concentration of spiritual and magical powers drifting in this world. So when the monsters gushed, I would always have knocked them down right away, wouldn't I?

"Yeah."

"So. Now its magic concentration compressed more rapidly than ever before, and then swelled up. That's what's happening all over this mountain. This means the monsters are starting to gush all over it. Besides... I can't even think of a level that sprang up."

"What's the unthinkable level...?

"Even I have such densely compressed magic that I have never felt that way. Right... this feels like..."

So Mr. Shamash took a breath in.

Maybe I got lost telling you that one thing.

Disaster for mankind. An inevitable natural disaster.

"... yes." Human Tsuzuki ". It's the same disaster caused by the alternation of the two moons................ On the contrary. This state of affairs is like having Ahwasezuki and Hitotsuki at the top of this mountain."

Hearing the words, Mr. Ion and his big husband blued their faces.

I still haven't experienced a thing called human tsuki, so I don't understand what it is, but I guess it's a pretty serious story for people in this world.

If you say it on Earth, it could be earthquakes, tornadoes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, etc.

In other words:

"Ha, I have to get away quickly! Shamash, why are you so relaxed!

Change the blood phase and hesitate, Mr. Ion.

Indeed, Mr. Shamash is calm in the face of a tremendous natural disaster imminent.

No, the big parents are calm. I mean, is it a year's work?

"I'm not relaxing. I just don't know how all of a sudden a bunch of monsters sprang up like this...... Hitotsuki is still ahead of us, and Lucraela is certainly a place with a lot of monsters, but she said she made it..."

"I don't know why! Anyway, run!

Mr. Ion gets up and starts packing his bags. Surprisingly tedious.

"Right.... Oh, but wait a minute. The guests have already arrived."

Mr Shamash answers.

At the same time, I hear the door slammed hard.

The characteristic of a monster is that it springs up and then 'heads to what has the greatest magic power around it'.

I mean, I guess there are monsters out there.

So is it, because there are people here who are likely to possess powerful magic, such as the Demon Nation.

"It's okay, it doesn't seem so strong to have come outside. … but that's a lot"

They have a lot of numbers.

"Oh, I'll help, too."

I'll have to fight too.

It doesn't really matter if the Demons are strong or not.

You can't just look familiar and say, "Well, please."

"Oh, it would help if a man could protect his back enough to be recognized by the Devil's Sword. Finally, look at my powers, too. Hehe, make sure you want it to be your own."

Is it the magic of the devil clan? I'm definitely very interested.

To the monster, magic to the sword.

Fantasy.

I pulled out my sword and we jumped out.

"... protect me....... Zack"

Just before I went outside.

I snorted, and I heard Mr. Ion squeaking small, holding the knife guard.