Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 96

I flatten five cups of pasta while Gash and Petore quarrel, and eat up other dishes.

When I was full and drinking tea after a meal, Petore, who was tired of the fight, approached me.

"Wait, would you please let me see the mermaid if you don't mind? I want to hear what happened to the mermaid who helped me."

"Oh, good."

I have an opportunity to sell my favor.

Returning to the harbor pier, several mermaids are heard hearing Parker's junk jokes.

"That's what happened when Vaid made the wrong dose of secret drug ..."

If it was a joke, it was a much worse story.

I ran up and picked up Parker and threw it at the Gurney brothers.

"Clean up"

"Oh, oh"

"Oh, wait a minute! Merlene ...

Have a hoodie who is still talking and carry it off.

When Petre sees the mermaids, he stops astonishingly.

Then we walked slowly on the pier and greeted the mermaids.

"Hello, young lady. Does anyone remember me?"

The mermaids look away, but shake their heads.

"No, I don't know."

"I see ... no wonder, 50 years ago."

Given the life of a mermaid, it would be a bit tough.

Petre doesn't seem to give up and asks further.

"I am a sailor, Petre. Do you know the mermaid Rina?"

Then one of the mermaids raised their hands.

"Lina is my great aunt"

"Oh"

Petore walks in and talks to the mermaid.

"How are you?"

Then the mermaid turned down and shook her head.

"My great aunt died of illness when I was young, about twenty years ago."

"How ..."

To the depressed Petore, the mermaid replied:

"But the story of a young sailor named Petre was always told by my great aunt. He was a very brave man who met in the stormy sea."

Petre stares at the mermaid's face astonishingly, nodding over and over again.

"Yes ... yes, yes."

Apparently, there was a secret story.

Gursh, watching it, calls out suspiciously.

"Hey old man, what was your relationship with the mermaid? Isn't it a bad story to ask your grandmother?"

"Stupid guys! I'm still talking about when I was still single and bloody!"

I don't want to be asked.

There seems to be some talk to build up, and we'll keep it in the way.

Petore was eager to talk to the mermaids. With a smile, there is a mixture of loneliness and relief.

After a while, Petore returned and laughed at me.

"Yeah, my heroism is finally over. Thank you, I'm grateful."

"Take heroism"

When I'm amazed, Petore stretches her chest and makes a good face.

"When he was young, he was the next son of Lozzo, the nobleman of the Ficalce family, and he did everything gorgeously."

"Is it something you can't tell your wife?"

"Um, I'm asking my wife to confidentially ask for it. Well, about half will be ballet."

I was affirmative.

Petore squints, waving at the mermaid across the pier.

"I remember he remembered a stupid man who was only one-way annoying only once, fifty years ago. I'm gonna take my heart. "

Then Petore stares at me.

"Thanks for the mermaids. If you're friendly with mermaids, you're probably not that bad guys. Lotzo allies with the Demon Army."

"Oh, thank you."

I firmly gripped Petre's wrinkled, but powerful hand.

I and Petore returned to the museum and exchanged information about the future.

After talking all the time, Petore asks me.

"By the way, Waid, what are you going to do now?-Will you return to Belusa?"

The Demon King officials who left Belousa should already be on their way home. Some human soldiers will remain as liaison personnel, but that's about it.

"Once we go back to Lünheit, we can stay away too long, and we need to go to other cities in the south to negotiate."

"I see, it's definitely better to hurry."

Petore says, and retrieves the letter from the office desk.

"According to spy reports, it seems that the northern part is still wobbly.

"Oh, fake hero?"

Nostalgic name.

Petre continues:

"It seems that a person from Lanhard was from Klaugen, a mining city famous for rock salt.

My gaze naturally goes to Lashii.

Lashii looked awkward, but when I told her, "Don't say anything," she nodded.

Petore stared at us, but sighed small.

"Did you do anything? Klauchen seems to be in a subtle position in the north right now."

It wasn't just a matter of respecting Lassi's will.

Well, it was a fact that I was hoping to be a source of uproar.

"In addition, three cities, including Bachen, attacked by the Demon King, seem to be frustrated by the delay of reconstruction.

Apparently, the northern area still has no room to attack here.

But Petore also said:

"But, even the stupid Senate isn't as incompetent as it's forever obscured.

Petole sighs, saying that the Senate would act so quickly that he couldn't manage to get rid of it.

Lashi was nodding noisily in the vicinity, so I shut my gaze.

When it comes to that, I still can't relax.

"Petore, thank you for the information. Let's proceed with negotiations with the remaining two cities as soon as possible."

"Ah, that's better. Cities near the north can't afford it.

Alright, will we go back to Lünheit in a hurry?

I shook hands at the pier with Girsh who followed me so far.

"Garsh, you helped me."

"Well, it's no wonder my ally is helping me.

I'm smiling at Girsh, who has completely thawed.

At the same time, there was something to ask.

"What are they?"

Behind me are the strong Mohawks of the end of the century.

Belousa's land squadron.

Gursh responds with a smile.

"They are immigrants from Lünheit and their offspring. It takes time to send reinforcements when something happens, so take it as it is. A proof of friendship."

Take it ... It's like vegetables from a field.

"I'm told by rumors that Lünheit is expanding the city walls and making the city bigger. This number of people will be able to do it. With these salaries, I'll pay for it."

"No, that's fine ..."

The town is still in the making.

And those guys break the image of the magic city, Lünheit, which I envision.

"I guarantee the correctness of the discipline without worrying."

"Your guarantee must be ate."

"Hahaha, no!"

This old man is already here.

As I was thinking about how to refuse, one of the Mohawks was coming out of a particularly good physique. A big man over two meters long.

"Don't worry, Waid's husband! I'm a faithful boss of Gash's boss! I can't imitate the boss!"

Do you think you can trust it when you carry a spiked mace with a Mohawk head?

But Girsh nods deeply.

"It's really just our cadre. Hey, I'm gonna be a Deputy Demon Lord!"

"Hey!"

The executive Mohawk gently swung a giant mace and stepped on the ground, making a noise.

"I'm Beluz, Commander of Belousa Squadron, Grizz! I'm the champion of Belousa Harbor!"

Dunno.

But ignoring them, the Mohawks began calling themselves one after another.

"I'm Gonzas, Belarus' rough sea! I'm a caster!"

"It's a mast-folded velossa! Even the land squadron is proud of its power!"

"The Sea Snake Bashkar! You can handle knives!"

"I guess the sea snake is me! @ Sea snake Ispeo!"

"No, I'm a sea snake!

There are too many sea snakes.

Could this be heard for all 500 people?

"Oh, it's okay. I understand. All are sea snakes. I'll take you."

"Hey, Waid's husband!"

In the end, I was forced to push these sick Mohicans by as many as 500 people.

No, it's certainly well controlled and well trained and likely to be strong.

"Vaito's Husband!"

"If you go north, don't prepare fur!"

"Oh, it's cool just with the shoulder rest!"

Put on your clothes, clothes.

This kind of muscle stupidity is enough for the Gurney brothers ...