Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

The next day.

We all headed to Mr. Sherrow's house in the morning.

To introduce Mr. Sherrow, Mr. Aeon and Mr. Shamash.

I hear Mr. Ion and Mr. Sherrow are familiar with each other.

When Mr. Aeon was mentoring Isaac, did you think he had spoken to him a few times?

But just because you look familiar doesn't mean you can meet with him in a flashy mood.

The relationship between the two is a little complicated - or because one end of the cause of the crumbling of Scarlet Wedge, a mercenary regiment that Mr. Sherrow was vice-president of, lies with Mr. Aeon.

The fact that Mr. Aeon and Mr. Sherrow meet cannot be taken out of the ordinary at that time. Whether Mr. Sherrow accepts Mr. Ion or not, in other words, whether Mr. Sherrow forgives Mr. Ion or not, comes to the point.

"... Mr. Ion. Are you nervous?

on the road as it rocks on the back of a horse.

Ask Deanna and Aeon, who rode together.

Two passengers, by the way, but Mr. Aeon is in front. And - naturally speaking - Mr. Aeon had outstanding horseback riding skills. He's not an ex-general to Dada.

Just because a blessing is lost doesn't mean you didn't even have the minute you grew up by then. Because I guess the only correction for a vocation is the "growth rate".

Mr. Ion opens his mouth.

"... to be honest, I'm nervous. That one really cared about the regiment, so I didn't know you would forgive me... it's hard to think... I don't know... he was harsh."

"Harsh...?

Mr. Sherrow is harsh.

What do you mean, harsh? Is that some kind of word to refer to a rabid person?

No, the current Mr. Sherrow feels horny, but the mercenary age may have been different. Whatever. "Monster" is like being given two names.

Hmm.

"Cool, did you have an AC? With Mr. Sherrow."

"Right. While I was being coached by Zach, he was much better off on his side."

"Heh. How could Mr. Sherrow, too?

Mr. Ion should have taught Isaac as the princess's 'vocational education'.

I don't think the country side will allow me to put unnecessary people aside.

To my question, Mr. Ion answered with his face down as if he remembered.

"Hehe. Putting that one on his side as his own escort was a condition for Zach to teach me. Because Zach didn't originally trust the Royal Palace. He laughed that he and I could cut through no matter what."

"Heh. Were you close, Mr. Isaac and Mr. Sherrow?"

"Right. To the point of being a little jealous.... The samurai and the others were so delusional that those two were forbidden friends..."

"Oh......"

I've never seen Mr. Isaac, but I'm sure he was a courteous beautiful young man.

And that and the friendly, seemingly crude and macho Mr. Sherrow.

Hmmm...... Well, I wonder if Mr. Isaac was about the same age as Mr. Sherrow when the two became best friends. No, I'm not even familiar with Mr. Sherrow's age, but counting backwards from Rebecca's age, he should be quite old...

Well, age doesn't really matter in this world with spiritual stones.

"... and Mr. Ayase"

"What?

"About me, from now on, call me Aeon. I'm just an ion. It's your maid."

"Mm-hmm..."

Call it off.

The name Aeon is a pseudonym in itself, and I don't mind calling it off, but...

I don't know, Mr. Aeon feels like Mr. Aeon.

I may be older than I am, but calling off a princess from a country is a great rejection...

"I also asked these two to call me away. Isn't it strange that your husband should honor your slave, even though he's a forsaken one?

You two are talking about Deanna and Marina.

"Really? And Marina?"

"I call the ion thing the ion. He asked me to."

"What about Deanna?

"I originally called it Aeon."

Oh well.

Deanna and Marina slept with Mr. Aeon last night, so maybe they broke it down a little there.

Or we can't deny that there could have been a battle to set the sequence in the mansion...... No, isn't that just right?

But anyway, Deanna said she'd call Marina out. I can't possibly not call you by calling you out, either.

Besides, if we're going to live as separate people, we know what's going on, and we have to work together. I guess it's consistent to call it off.

All right.

"Then let me call you Aeon. It was originally a pseudonym."

"Yes, please. Mr. Ayase...... thanks"

Ion said that only a true princess has a bit too noble an atmosphere from me, or I can draw attention to the fact that the aura is too different to be a forsaken...

You'll get used to it.

"Hey, Ayase."

"What is it, Mr. Shamash?"

Mr. Shamash is riding with Marina. Marina's in front, of course.

It is a two-passenger brown combo. Camels look better than horses.

"Uh, look, that. Will you naturally call me out about me too? If Aeon calls you away, I'm your slave, and you're a dick, right? Yeah."

"Uh...... Hi, Ma."

Or Mr. Shamash.

"Look, you don't have to be shy. Call me Shamash and take it easy. Because I'm a slave! And call me easy and tell me what you need!

"Hmm."

Hi, Mr. Shamash feels like Mr. Shamash.

Oh, my God, you're totally older. Probably better than the clergyman. Hard to call out.

"No, I knew Mr. Shamash would like Mr. Shamash."

Just a thought, that's what I answered.

"No!"

"Because that's just what the position is now, and Mr. Shamash is much older. It's a little hard to call it off. … so one day I'll think about calling you out if I feel like it, so be patient until then."

"Mm-hmm... I have no choice..."

I managed to make him nuts.

No, you're not convinced. Disgruntled face.

"Look, don't get me in trouble for saying too much, Shamash"

Mr. Aeon puts in a cha-cha.

You don't feel the same way when you talk to me or Mr. Shamash, do you, Aeon? Do you think I'm forgiving you?

"Aeon, keep your mouth shut! You're cheating on yourself!

"Because I'm younger than Mr. Ayase. It's just a made-up ion."

Mr. Ion laughs furiously.

Mr. Shamash gazed for a moment at that natural smile out of power.

"Right. Yeah, well... if Ion seems happy..."

"Hey Shamash! Stop feeling like that all of a sudden!

Mr. Aeon and Mr. Shamash are really close. It's cliché that we're close enough to have a fight, but I guess for Mr. Aeon, Mr. Shamash is really special.

Mr. Aeon's decision to come to me should also be significant because of Mr. Shamash's presence. At that time, if, just listening to yourself and talking about me hiding only Mr. Aeon, Mr. Aeon must not have shaken his neck vertically.

Walking with a pockpock talking like that, in front of Mr. Sherrow's house.

Mr. Aeon and Mr. Sherrow, the two of you face-to-face, I really thought I'd give you a little more time. Mr. Ion may also need to prepare his mind, and it's not too late to get used to life first.

I have no idea what a mercenary regiment was like for Mr. Sherrow. I've never even heard of your relationship with Isaac, who was the captain of the regiment. I don't even know the size of the regiment.

So what feelings does Mr. Sherrow have for Mr. Aeon, whose mercenary regiment caused him to dissolve?

As a matter of fact, I can't get over it.

Mr. Rebecca was drying the laundry in front of the house, so I rang.

"Good morning, Mr. Rebecca"

"Oh, Zillow. Hello."

"Is Mr. Sherrow here right now? Are you in a good mood or something? I would like you to meet Mr. Aeon..."

"Ion......? Oh... Princess Lucrion... Right. Yeah. Well, Dijoub...... I wonder?

"That's a bit of an anxious answer..."

Maybe it means unknown to Mr. Rebecca as well.

Well, if you listen to me, I know Mr. Aeon isn't bad, but the emotional part is something else. I'm not a party to that mercenary regiment or anything, so I can't say anything.

But it's easier said than done. Let Mr. Aeon be prepared.

Here, it's something you can't avoid living in.

"Bye, Mr. Ion. Shall we go?"

"Mr. Ayase. A, O, N! Right?"

"Oh, yes, I was. ion ion."

"I don't even want to salute you. In a shattered tone, please."

"I'll be careful. Then... let's go."

"Yes, please"

Put your hands on the door.

And it was almost at the same time that Mr. Sherrow came out of the house.

When Mr. Sherrow, who seems to be 2 meters tall and musculoskeletal, stands nuzzly close, he somehow instinctively freaks out.

I know he's a sweet guy now, but even though Aeon has spoken, he wasn't that close. Is it okay?

Looking back and looking at the ions.

But she looks up at Mr. Sherrow with no fear at all and in a limp position.

"Whoa, Zillow? Just the right thing, the training menu I was telling you about the other day..."

She noticed me and started talking to me, but she noticed someone standing behind me, and she lost her words.

... No, is this the one called a cliché?

Mr. Sherrow is solidified as if he were someone who saw a ghost.

It was Aeon who opened his mouth first.

"... I was out of time. Uncle Sherrow."

Look straight into Mr. Sherrow's eyes, Ion lowering his head.

Hearing the words, the colour of understanding floats in Mr. Sherrow's face.

"Oh... oh... princess...? Is it? Princess Lucrion....................................?

"... Yes. I'm Lucrion. I call myself Aeon now, though....... The truth is, I'm very much aware that I can't show my face like this. But..."

"Oh! Great! You're alive! That happened, and the princess just thought she was already dead!

Mr. Sherrow smiles without a scratch. Contrast with dark ions.

Instead of forgiving me for resentment or anything, he doesn't seem to care at all.

"Ah... Um. About Zach... you don't resent me...?

"Ha ha. You cared about that, princess? I don't have a body or a lid to say this, but we all knew the princess was set up. The Rebecca one seemed a lot more complicated, but, well, that one's special."

Wahaha, and Mr. Sherrow laughs with pleasure.

It's like an old acquaintance who I thought was dead all of a sudden, and I can't hide my joy. Really, there doesn't seem to be any resentment or shards.

"I'm sorry about Isaac, but I don't have a choice. Our regiment was much stronger than the Regular Army, so we bought grudges from the beginning. The princess was just used by Dashi, like a victim. Don't worry about it."

"Uncle..."

"You've lost weight, princess. You've had a hard time."

"... Yes... Ugh..."

When Mr. Sherrow spoke gently, tears spilled out of both eyes of Aeon so that a lot of what had accumulated was overflowing.

From the point of view of himself, Mr Sherrow - I mean, it would have been stressful with that that he might be resented by former members of the 'Scarlet Wedge'.

That, rather than being resented, must have never occurred to me that I would be happy to survive.

"Ugh, uhh... Good for you, Ion..."

When I looked to the side, I cried even to Mr. Shamash.

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After Mr. Aeon stopped crying softly, he told Mr. Sherrow about the situation.

Even so, Mr. Sherrow didn't have to explain so much because he knew the original circumstances.

Run away, he was hidden by the demons.

I'm supposed to live in our house.

That's roughly all.

Knowing the circumstances, Mr. Sherrow nodded loudly.

"Princess. It would also be the thought of Le Baraca that we met in this way. Zillow is the man I expected. It looks like this and I can count on it. And Zillow, Princess... No, I asked for Aeon."

"It's too much to buy. But I'll take care of Aeon."

In fact, I still can't decide how to handle ions.

Maid life would be nice, but that won't be all the time. Even he/she will have the life and future he/she wants. Being stuck in that mansion all the time and living as a maid is almost like being a nun or a nun.

"Oh, and this is Shamash, the demon who kept Aeon hidden."

"Yeah. I'm Shamash, the new Ayase-kun slave. Greetings."

Mr. Shamash, who also pushes slaves at the time of introduction. With all the more beautiful slaves, you don't feel like you're walking around saying, "I'm your husband porn"?

Blah, you're kinda lit up. You're a virgin, but you look like a sexualist.

"It's Sherrow Roat. Princess...... you're lucky Aeon was hidden by the Demons too. Thank you from me, too. Thank you, Princess Lucrion, for your help. Nice to meet you."

"Hehe, it was a total coincidence that I helped Aeon. Lucky for me, too."

"By the way, you... as far as demons are concerned, can you use summons? I just want to ask... oh, not right now -"

Apparently, he wants us to send out a summons warcraft for bee combat training.

I'll pay for it! And it is a rare favor for Mr. Sherrow. Mr. Shamash, what are you gonna do to me? I've heard, so of course I admitted it.

I knew the battle craziness hadn't changed. There was only a null fight, maybe he was so stressed out. Peace, Eliche.

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"Hey, if only Ayase could give Aeon a new blessing,"

After Hua blossomed into memorabilia as he drank tea at Mr. Sherrow's house, Mr. Shamash abruptly cut it out.

Aeon lost his blessing carrying the imprint. It was in the meantime that the Spirit Stone was used to mark the imprint.

So, blessings are reacquirable?

"Hmm? Oh, I can't take the blessing of the Great Spirit Le Baraca anymore. Blessings I lost once will not return. So I'm also talking about if the ion is good, but this is"

"With Doyuko?

"Yeah. I'm also a witch of the night goddess Verse. So, no blessing of Le Baraca, but if it's a blessing of the goddess of the night, I can give it to you. Of course, Verse's blessing, his vocation and his guidance..."

Oh, oh! Oh, well, you just have to get another god's blessing. Exactly, if there's a god to throw away, there's a god to pick up.

"I wonder if it's okay. Even if I... receive a new blessing..."

Ion seems a little hesitant.

Maybe he cares about you and Isaac. Maybe I'm the only one who feels like I'm ready to be happy for the first time...

No, actually, I do.

It may be life again to serve mourning forever, but from me, the modern man, that's too extreme.

Even Aeon, you can be happy.

No matter how much you wish, there are as many people who can't be happy. Even Aeon doesn't know if he'll be happy.

Then at least living your life for it shouldn't be a mistake.

"Ion. Let's get Mr. Shamash's blessing.... Besides, even if you work for us, you should have a vocation. Besides, I don't know what comes out of it."

"Right. Princess... No, Princess Ion... not Ion. Don't get me wrong.... Anyway, you should be blessed. You don't need to feel a draw on Isaac, and if you're gonna start over, you're gonna need a new blessing."

"Oh yeah. From today on, I wonder if I'll ever really be reborn and live as an ion. I'll deal with you, too, as just an ion from now on. That's why I think we should give that blessing. If we're going to do it here anew."

Mr Sherrow and Mr Rebecca also agree with the new blessing.

That's right. It doesn't hurt that much to take it.

I don't know what kind of god the Night Goddess Verse is, but I don't have a problem with the Great Spirit Le Baraca because I don't know more.

... No, Le Baraca takes a closer look at the motif in the temple, so I can tell a little. It's a cow with wings. It's that motif the cleric wears a horned hat.

Well, that's good. It's a blessing for Ion.

"... is it okay"

"That's good, not at all. I might even lead you."

"Can you really do that? Shamash."

"Of course I did. I am a great sorcerer and a great summoner and a great witch."

"You don't have to be that dignified, though."

"Ugh... Ion is tough on me..."

In fact, Mr. Shamash is competent. You're on the same level as every clergyman.

"Bye, Mr. Shamash. Please do it together."

"I've been entrusted! I'll give you my best blessing."

Don and Mr. Shamash slapped him in the chest and were to bless Aeon as he was.

When it comes to the Blessing of the Night Goddess, the Blessings and Procedures of the Great Spirit that I have seen several times remain unchanged. The magician just holds his hand and casts a spell.

"Is Aeon ready too?

"Yes."

"What kind of vocation would come out? After all, I wonder if there will be a 'General'."

"What a..."

Actually, I wonder.

Originally, he got a general's vocation and actually did a lot to become a general, and normally, I feel like 'general' comes out again.

No, there's a bias in the vocation that goes out by God... maybe that...?

I don't have any other options, but I can't help thinking about them.

"Well, here we go. Aeon, hands."

"Yes. Nice to meet you, Shamash"

"Yeah."

Two people holding hands and nodding at each other.

Every time Mr. Shamash spins one spell, the aura overflows.

And after an international strong glow, the ritual of celebration was successfully completed.