"Now, the story of Koders's dubious hobby is terrible." "It's not a hobby! It's a very practical story!"

Apparently he was unwilling to be treated as a hobby, and Kuders leaned out on the table and shouted. However, Berator shook his hand to get rid of the cat or something, and ignored Assari.

"Noisy flower garden. Let's return to the story. It's just a demonic wandering unemployed. ''

Kudels is a curse who doesn't understand the taste of Belator. The story never progresses because of the lack of each other. In such a situation, morals listening to the situation beside him had no choice but to sigh.

"I'm just doing the all-you-can-drink for the demons who are wandering unemployed. I guess it's more like the conspiracy of the Demon King ..." Back to the story ... Before, the woman there is in the way so I'll seal it around. "" ... Oh !? "

At the moment Belator turns his gaze, the body of the knight becomes a single pillar of ice. It was so fast that Kudels had no time to stop.

"... It's terrible. I'll use it properly later, so please treat it a bit more carefully." "Please cover that much on your own.

Kudels complains about the treatment of a woman knight, but probably not from a humane point of view. Perhaps it's just a pain to repair. After all, she's already out of Kudels love.

"Well, it was a price to decide not to interfere in this city. I suddenly came up with it during the farce now, but what about converse interference?" "Contradiction that runs from extreme to extreme It's very similar to Kuders, the way you think about it. ''

Although Berator suddenly talks about unexpected things, it is a level suggestion that the morals that have become accustomed to Kudels can be a bitter smile.

"Don't mess up, goddess of contraindications. It's a serious story." "I know. But I've already assumed this degree. Please don't worry and go ahead."

With a bit of dissatisfaction in the morals that seemed no surprise, Bellator took out a bundle of booklets. And place it between Kudels and Moral.

"What's this. The magic of water magic?" "More than that, when I look at this point, I use the affinity of the water attribute for the space. There is a technique to substitute the pseudo attribute of the mirror, which is supposed to be created by mixing the light attribute, which is an attribute, with the magic of the earth, with another new attribute created artificially called a water mirror ... " It is necessary to create a subspace based on it and keep it waiting at all times, which is a terrible waste of magical power ... Well, well, it's such a troublesome technique. Probably only a handful of guys can be activated? "

Kudels and Moral exchange opinions as they read through the material immediately. Then, at a time when the two would have understood the general content, Bellator coughed with a proud expression.

"Actually, now, we are thinking about a large-scale transportation using transfer magic as a new distribution method in this city. That is a magical academic book to be used for that business." "Wow, Mr. Belator's hobby is bare. It's the best of my research idiots, but it's not bad. Adelia will surely be pleased. "

At first glance, Kudells's words seemed to have said nothing and nothing out of the ordinary, but they accurately saw Belator's intentions. The proof is that Bertall's mouth is slightly distorted with a smile.

"Well, it's really quick. Yes, it's a suggestion to transfer it to the village of Hamplet."

At last, understanding of morals caught up with that line.

"I see, there will be a religion for you at Hamplet Village. Isn't that aiming for a synergistic effect by sharing each other's religions to a certain extent?"

At least, the benefits will be much greater than sticking to each other's non-interference. However, there is a proviso that the interference of Beratol is not horrible.

"It's definitely the best thing to drop."

While answering, Moral's gaze looks toward Kuders.

"I don't have the authority to decide. What if I did what Moral wanted?" "Then let's boil down this story in this direction."

After that, it was necessary to boil down the specific contents of the plan. After discussing each other's requests, the policy was solidified, and detailed fleshing work was performed in accordance with the policy. The decision is written down with a terrible tentacle as a document.

Eventually, the gods and the devil had no plans for blood and tears, and the group decided to return to their inn to heal their fatigue. But there was an unexpected person there.

"Why are you here, Rosalie?"