Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 182

When I returned to the banquet, I was fooling around with the Sir Rechonja while eating meat.

Sir Rechonya said, "I want to ask you how you got to know HH. Eleanor."

"So I was in a hurry and ran away from the mountain cottage. I was so in a hurry that I mistook the door and jumped out of the window."

They all laugh.

Eleanor Lord Petty asks, wiping the corners of his eyes.

"But was it the second floor of the mountain cottage? Did you get hurt?"

I grabbed the eaves and jumped up to the roof, but ordinary people don't do that when they are in a hurry, so keep them down.

"That was lucky and I could escape without any injuries. Only then I thanked my mother for giving birth to a thick ass."

Another laugh.

I guess more than half of them are just laughing in an atmosphere, but for whatever reason, laughing together will make you a little better.

A little further away, Eleora has a clear face, interacting with the Dniesk nobles.

Rather than enduring in silence as before, he smiled cold and relentlessly cut down his opponent.

"Well, what did you do when you were about me?"

"that is……"

A good-looking elderly gentleman is packed with words.

"I can boast of war performances, but you have to look at them."

After all, when a beautiful woman sneers, it's powerful.

Okay, don't lose Eleora.

I'm not good at such scary exchanges, so I'll try to keep my team on the side.

"But somehow I was relieved to be able to return" Wolf Killer "to Blauken, Klauchen's servant."

When I returned to the owner with the famous sword I picked up on the battlefield, I ended up talking about Eleora there.

Then Sir Pety told me something like this.

"The" Wolf Killer "was made quite some 300 years ago, and it's surprising that the one that passed to Miraludia still existed."

Is there a lot in Lolmund?

If it is cut by that, it is not enough, so be careful.

Other aristocrats happily say that.

"But it can be inadvertently destroyed."

"It's not inadvertently broken."

"In the hands of the duel Lord, there are no evil swords or lumps ..."

I'm receiving it so much, so I'll laugh together.

The point of the Rolmund laughter has not yet been elucidated.

In doing so, a boy approached, perhaps drawn by laughter. I'm still in my early teens.

However, because he is well dressed, he is considered an adult in the aristocracy of Rolmund. You just finished your original clothes.

"I'm sorry, are you Lord Sir Weid?"

"Yes, you?"

Then he turned his face red and rushed to claim his name.

"It's called Lünier. Well, um, there's no title yet."

I laugh and bow to the shrouded boy and give her a helping ship.

"How are you, Lunier?

Even if the other party is a child, let's treat it as a single person as long as he is dressed in a social place.

Lünier flashes his face and approaches me.

"Please tell me more about the story you just saw! A single battle when a magic sword was picked up on the battlefield!"

Ah ... no, that's because it ended with a single blow.

I can't help expanding the story.

I feel pressured at the eyes of expectation, but honestly only tell the facts.

"I haven't talked about it, because I beat the other knight in a single blow, Lünier."

`` In one blow !? ''

Lünier's face was flushed with excitement.

It's coming closer.

"My uncle is always eager to work on the battlefield, and so is me! How can I become so strong !?"

If you reincarnate as a werewolf, it's a shot.

I'd like to tell her uncle too.

"Hey Lunie, what are you doing?"

"Oh, uncle!"

I heard something familiar now.

Looking back, Prince Warroy looked at her with a stunned face.

Is that your uncle?

Then this boy ...

"Mr. Lünier, maybe you are Dniesk?"

"Ah, yes! Duke Dniesk is my grandfather! I'm sorry, I'm Lunier Bolshevik Dniesk Rolmund!"

What is it.

Prince Warroy casually split between me and Lünier, moving him away from me.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. This is my brother's only son, a trace of the Dniesk family.

I see, Prince Ivan's son.

In other words, men of the imperial family, children who have the right to inherit the throne in some order. It was a failure to hear the name and not know who was at all because the kite was not lying.

Should we have a little more service?

Prince Warroy crumpled his nephew's head and said to me on purpose:

"This is one of the most impressive milardia. It's troublesome at Eleora. You know?"

"Yes, it's a political enemy."

You don't have to say that face to face.

Also, don't give your longed-for eyes to political enemies.

Prince Lünier is casually stopped by Prince Warroy when he approaches me.

And try to approach again.

It looks like a puppy.

"Sir Weid, tell us more about the battlefield!-In what other battles did you take command?"

"Oh, that's what I'm interested in. Sir Weid, would you please let me know as much as I could?"

Even Prince Warroy has heard of me.

No, it's not your role.

It can not be helped. I told Warroy and Lünier some stories about the battlefield.

Infiltration into Lünheit, a small trading city, as a toy seller, with fifty-six elites attacking them at once.

Battle with the Tuban bow cavalry.

And toeburn capture.

If you give details, you will be in conflict with a military aircraft, and above all, it is difficult to talk about demons in Rolmund.

You have to sacrifice the details, so it's absolutely unlikely.

But on the contrary, it seemed that they had a heart.

"Wait is very active, but he speaks very plainly! It's cool!"

"Well, can you tell me more in detail, Lord Waid?"

I don't mind being told that.

Prince Ivan came over there.

"Lünier, Warroy. What are you doing?"

"Oh my brother."

Prince Warroy looks at his brother's face the moment he sees it.

Prince Ivan smiled bitterly at his younger brother.

"My father calls me, and I also ask my father and Barnaq for some snacks."

"Oh, I'll make it and take it, because the servants will be full of hands."

In response to his brother, Prince Ivan frowns.

"You also do things that you don't even know. But if the servants were scolded by their father, wouldn't they feel sorry?"

"I'll be fine because I'll keep it. I'm sorry but I'm rude, Lord Weid."

Prince Warroy runs away with this happiness.

Prince Ivan turned to me and bowed lightly.

"I am grateful that he was talking to my son. I'm sorry that I haven't been able to understand the courtesy yet.

"No, I also had a good time."

I got a chance to talk again with Prince Ivan, so I quickly ousted Prince Lunier.

"Leunie, let's talk about the battlefield again if we have the opportunity."

The end of the talk is told a long way around, and Prince Ryunier is shouted.

"Ah ... yes. I kept it for a long time, sorry. It was very fun."

I'm sorry.

I have a need for your dad.

I and Prince Ivan stared at Prince Lünier, who bowed away and bowed away.

Prince Ivan mutters.

"I mean you. Do you know that I have lost my wife and have not remarried?"

Oh, that's right ... So, Lünier is a forgetful reminder.

No, I'm not thinking about using him at home.

"The only son, Lünier, has just dressed and is still twelve. It's too early for the dress, but the Duke of Dniesk was stubborn to get it back soon. When it comes to my grandchild, I'm troubled. "

At that moment, Prince Ivan's face was a father's face.

I wish I had that kind of face forever.

"By the way, Lord Weid hears he is unmarried ..."

I have never been married since my last life. I don't really understand a couple.

In my previous life my parents were out of tune, and in this life my father died before I was reassured. So I am not married.

Be warned, however, that being single in Rolmund's social circle is of low credit.

Above all, there's a suspicion of a male colorist ...

I decided to cheat appropriately.

"We have a fiance in Lünheit"

"I see. Is your opponent a Mirardia noble?"

"Yes"

For a moment, Ilia's face came to my mind.

Bad, this is also for diplomacy. I won't bale anyway, so I'll just borrow a little name.

"I'm the daughter of the Eindorf family, a family of the Lünheit Omori."

"I know the name. It's a clan from the south."

"Know well"

I wanted to escape this topic and returned a question to Prince Ivan.

"Will Ivan remarry more than that?"

He is a son of the Dniesk family. You need to have more children to survive in your family. Prince Warroy is single.

Then Prince Ivan laughed lonely.

"I want to do it in the mountains, but I'm noisy for women's tastes ... I can't find anyone beyond my wife."

A ring on his finger indicates that he is married.

Maybe this is a type of wife who is too fond of his deceased wife and cannot be remarried.

I heard bad things.

"Sir Weid, you and I are in different positions, but that doesn't mean you have borrowed from you."

What do you borrow?

"I would like to thank my son for taking care of me.

"No, I don't mind that."

When you say "thanks", you can only think of assassination.

But Prince Ivan walked and beckoned me from the balcony.

"Don't worry, I just want to see it."

He took out a book. The paper is still new, but the binding is worn and worn. She seems to love reading.

Isn't it a magic book?

Even if it is a spellbook, it would be impossible to kill me.

I walked towards the balcony, taking my steps as quietly as possible, while being intimidated.