Ohanabatake no Maousama

"I've been called me!" "It's irreverent to call me like this."

Moral and Bertall came almost at the same time. Each other's servants meet in front of the inn, creating a subtle tension.

In the first place, it is useless at the stage of calling both of them to an inn that is used by ordinary people, but for advanced people such as gods of the upper level and demon kings of the Shitenno class, it is a matter of the value of human values. It doesn't seem to be. Anyway, it seems good as long as it is not dirty.

Of course, the guest of the inn has already escaped and is completely reserved. They are very annoying.

"Hello, I'm sorry for your inconvenience. What's in the field I'm not good at?" Kudels's nervous voice greeted him, and Bertall stepped forward.

"Well, good. I was just worried about the eyes and ears of the guys moving around behind." "Really, those guys that are disgusting." Agree with your opinion.

`` I also looked into various things, but it did not go well, '' while guiding them to the middle seat in the shop that was garan, Kuders spilled alone, but in the first place such as eavesdropping etc. Magic is not his specialty.

"But you're narrowing down to a certain extent, right?" Moral mutters, looking down on the floor of the store. In her eyes, there was a magic circle for anti-intelligence, engraved out of sight with normal eyes.

But Kudels doesn't think it can kill the enemy's eyes and ears. On the other hand, however, since eavesdropping cannot be performed in the usual way, it can help narrow down the means of the other party.

"Well, a bit ... but I know at least that they don't mean that they'll be watching everywhere around the clock."

While saying so, Kuders spread a large piece of paper in front of them. Then immerse the fountain pen in the ink and start writing something.

"In other words, are there any conditions on how the enemy looks for this?" "Yes, Mr. Belator. But I don't understand the conditions."

On the other hand, if you know that much, all you have to do is look for the conditions.

"Probably, but ... it's some kind of catalyst. If you're a medium that can't be messed up with the magical powers of nature, it's only a tiny amount of magical power, and it's not crazy anywhere, "It's also possible to deceive and explore." "Yes, that's the only way to go." "But it's a matter of what the catalyst is. Or maybe it is. "

But insects wouldn't be able to deceive Kuders's eye for life magic. If water droplets or the like are catalysts, there is no doubt that veratol or morals are known.

On the other hand, if it is magic of the atmosphere, it can be prevented by magic of the opposite earth. The rest is fire and earth magic, but at least these two magics are not good for intelligence magic. Among them, the magic of fire was an attribute where this kind of application hardly worked.

If so, a method using a catalyst that probably belongs to the magic of the earth. It didn't take much time for Kuders to narrow it down.

"Although it's a different story ... a catalyst investigation won't give us immediate results, so we'd like to secure Amoena and the Dolcez, both ordinary people, first." Surprisingly, the proposal was Bellator.

"What about the underwater palace on the back of my holy beast Fornyot? If you bow, don't offer it."

Deliberately using a vocal tone in the last part, Bellator throws a glance down at Kudels. But Kudels's response was assari.

"So, are you sure you want to ask me?" "... Easyly bow your head."

Well, when he sniffs so foolishly that he's bored, Bellator shifts his gaze away from Kuders. Perhaps you can't stand the awkward air that you created. Morals laugh sideways in such an awkward state.

"I don't like what I do, but it's just what's important to me."

Bertall turns his gaze to Kuders, who mutters such a thing as if he was a little sullen.

"... If you were an old one, you just tried to do it yourself, saying that you absolutely hate it." "Because I can't be a child forever. You have to do it. ''

However, he didn't like that word. Deep wrinkles are carved between the polar bear's eyebrows.

"I don't want to protect and I don't want to say that I don't have the growth of my heart?" "That's what you're thinking on your own. Please do "

Beratol was so silenced for some reason. It's not clear whether his eyes looked a bit lonely, but it was just an illusion.