Once transferred, Sage, I was reincarnated and became the son of the Demon King. ~ Eh ⁉ The sixteenth place in throne inheritance would be too low ~

"Wu, wu,... un?

"Arre? Dowzide, oradazi tied lareternda?

The giants woke up and were confused by their situation.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. Can you look at me, please?

I speak to the Giants. [M]

You heard that voice, the giants look in my direction.

"Nanda, o mae ha?

"The feast begins in front of Mel II, Gonna go Idaga?

"Zaa?"

"I'm sorry I took the liberty of coming in. I am the apostle of the demonic kingdom, and I call him Lewie."

"Magog? Dogoda. Zogo?"

"Ola, Chiran"

The Giants were talking with their necks tilted.

Well, I don't think I'm getting out of this forest, and I don't know what else to do.

"I'm from a country outside this forest."

"Forest No Outside Galachidanoka. Soleja, my dear Dattana."

"Alcohol Demo Drinking Muga?

Is that it? You're imagining something different from the giant you thought you were?

In the meantime, let's keep talking.

"Oh, this is polite, but you're not old enough to drink yet, so just feel good"

"Zouga. Tokorode, Ora et al. Badozide, Tied Lareternda?

"Oh, that's right"

I told him the story.

When I finished listening, I talked to him thinking he would be angry.

The Giants were particularly angry when the conversation was over.

"Haaaaaaaaaa ⁉ Ho De, ora Da Gazonna Reason De Tie La Reternda"

"Zazzad, Liberation Giro"

Well, I know how you feel.

"Before I do, I need to ask you something."

"" "Nanda" "

"Why were you walking around the neighborhood leaving your address?

"Aah, Zoreja Food Explorer Shiteita Dakedah"

"With the whole tribe?

"Zouda. Oradano. Food. No species. Citaitanda."

"Seeds?"

"Aa, orada no field sa tillage citerndaga, sono field ni usage u species sa exploration citetasa"

"soyde, zogoni ilmenkoi insect no lady changa child sa exploration citerutte words ukara, ora da mo hand loan citada"

"Nde, see Tukannakattande, o miss chan is tired letta say ukara, ora dano address sa guide cite, fatigue letta la how to datte say uttara, o miss changa noo itande, serial letta dakeda"

"Nda. De, foodstuff no species sa scount cite fatigue letakara, ora da banquet cite tanda"

"soo words eva, feast citeitara, how ga, insect man ga meaning unknown na words called Ndetana"

"Aah, fallen garment gaseyoudositara, how many ga self ni riot reda citande, triaez bug cage no medium ni entry retanda"

"Falling Itala, here Ni Laita Situation Ask Koutositanda"

Hmm. To sum up the story, when I was looking for food seeds, I met Mr. Bequin, who was lost, and I turned back my daughters with him, but he would not be found and tired, so I advised him to rest at his address.

So, I was having a feast because I was tired of looking for food, but Mr. Biquin served me.

And then Mr. Spivey walked into the address and stormed out without even listening, so he had no choice but to put him in the den. And to this day.

Uh-huh. I don't know what to do, I feel like I've done something wrong, even though all kinds of coincidences have overlapped.

"Something, I'm sorry"

I bowed my head.

Look at that, they're all surprised.

"Well, if I were a man, I'd bow my head lightly. Bye, Cancer."

Mr. Spivey was slapped in the head by Mr. Ambia and Mr. Biquin.

"Shut up. Single cell"

"Let's be a little quiet."

Ambia stares and Biquin says with a smile but a scary face.

Mr. Spivey loses the pressure between the two of them and nods cocklessly.

The Giants are surprised to see me apologize.

"... mah, shetekuretashi, kono restraint untied itekuretara, ora daha complaining hanaibe"

"Ndanda"

Is that it? They're so good people.

This is the tribe that is also said to be extremist in this tree sea?

"Excuse me. May I ask?

"Nanda?"

"You're all giants, aren't you?

"Nda."

"Excuse me, but why are they saying extremists?

"Extremists? Aah, Zoizura Hamod North No Fang Niirbe"

"Yes or North?

Does that mean you're more in the north?

Then aren't these giants in front of you right now giants?

Uh-huh. I don't know why.

"Zinamini, orada mo giant dakarana"

That's what I think from the looks of it.

"Excuse me. I don't know what you're talking about, but you're giants, too, right?

"Nda. Accurate Ni Yan Eva, Ora Da Ha Farmada"

"Huh, huh?

That's a farmer, isn't it?

"Uh, excuse me. What does that mean?

"Oradano Race C, Wo Reato Farmart Black Smith Teiu Class D Minutes Calete Life Citerunda"

"De, warrior no guy laha, good gi self sa, where cano tribe ni war sini ikunda"

Uh, when the Titans are divided into three classes: Warrior, Farmer and Blacksmith, and the Warrior class people often go to war with other tribes.

Hmm. So the Giants lay down a class system like the Japanese samurai and agribusiness of the Edo period?

The warrior is Wolya.

Farmers are farmers.

The workmanship is Blacksmith.

There doesn't seem to be any business, but you look pretty much alike.

"So are the people of Wolia further north?

"Nda. By now, the Doccano tribe (d) attacked Mendelunjaneka?

"Dana, Eisenbrutono attacked Meltka, Tettana."

The tribe of Eisenbrut and Arnul.

That means we may be in the middle of a fight by now.

"Uh-huh. I got the information. Now, what's the matter?"

"It's Lewie. We're going back to Nest once."

"Are you going back? But we still haven't found Mr. Bequin's daughters, so we need to find them."

"That's right. I'm worried about my nieces. I'm not looking for you."

"Calm down. We're here to gather information now. If we split the search into fewer maneuvers, it'll take extra effort. So we should go back here, gather our men, and then we should search."

"But I do."

"Right. You'd better do that."

"Sister Gui ⁉"

To Biquin's words, Mr. Spivey was astonished.

"My daughters can defend themselves. Now we should go back, report my safety, and gather the men to find my daughters."

Mr. Spivey kicks abominably on the ground.

You seem angry at yourself for not being able to say anything because what Mr. Biquin says is not wrong.

I'm not wrong about Mr. Spivey in terms of emotion, but I'm not wrong about Mr. Biquin in terms of reason.

"Drunken Iga Sensory Metacala, Ora da Mo Tan Sno Handheld Uda"

"Thank you"

The manpower should be at least a little.

After thanking you, we went back to Nest.

I don't know how many Titans there are, but I hope Arnull and the others are safe.

But a robot and a giant?

If you fight, you're looking forward to combining which one wins.

"What's wrong?

"No, it's nothing."

With that in mind, Mr. Biquin talks, so I just shake my head sideways saying it's nothing.

Well, the giants dropped us off, and we're going back to Nest.

Along the way, I hear some feathers.

Plus, three.

"This feather is the feather of my daughters ⁉"

Don't get it. Is it because you're a parent?

"Hey, I can hear you fighting."

Excuse me. It doesn't sound like my ear at all.

Seeing as how Arian is, Arian's ears seem to be heard.

"Looks like we're fighting. Sure, but who are we fighting?

I don't know about boulders.

"Whoa, whoa, all three, wait. ⁉"

Oh, again, Mr. Spivey stormed out.

"Vicki - can't you handle the amount of blood your brother has?

"Uh-huh. I'm always saying let's settle down a little bit."

Mr Ambia and Mr Viquin speak out like troubles.

Because I have no choice. Let's just say we follow.