Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 226 (Lashii's Homecoming)

I look into the storefront of my parents' house.

There is a brother-in-law, but no sister ...

"Not Rashie. What's wrong?"

"Wow!?"

My sister was behind.

My home is a pickle shop. Salted root vegetables using Klauchen's famous rock salt.

Weid said he liked it too. Nostalgic taste.

But Mr. Weid seems to be from the southwestern Jukai.

Something strange.

"Hey, Rashiy. I'm thinking about another thing."

I hurried to protect my head as my sister pounded my head. If you become more stupid, you will not be able to work.

"Don't, sister. Oh, that's it."

"Yup"

"……What was that?"

"I don't know."

Her sister stood up from her chair with a stunned face.

"That's not how the Demon King's army works, isn't she?"

"I'm working properly!"

It was already a big success.

maybe. ……Hmm.

About medium activity?

Looking at my face, she sighs.

"Don't worry too much. You've had a great magical talent, but you've missed the rest."

"If you're not missing"

When I was angry, she was stroking my head.

"Yes, no, I haven't.

When my sister was about to go to the storefront, a voice was heard from the front.

"Oh no, I don't need to worry"

"Mobi-chan!"

It seems like he was wandering around when he entered the store.

Despite being a demon king, it's Mobi-chan's teacher.

"Movi ... chan ... teacher?"

I introduce my little teacher to my older sister who leans her head.

"This is my teacher, Movi-chan ... No, it's Gomovilore-sensei! It's Majesty the Majesty!"

"What is this child?"

My sister has rounded eyes.

Mr. Movi looks like a child, so she seems to be surprised.

But her sister nodded, nodded, and greeted Mr. Movi carefully.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Rashii's sister, Wechka. I run a pickle shop with my husband here."

"Nice to meet you, Wechka. As you've been told, I'm Gomoviroa."

The older sister bows down to the smiling teacher.

"The Devil King, my sister is taking care of me."

"No, Rashie is a great illusionist. He has little to teach anymore. He knows magicians and is a proud disciple."

Do you know the magician and say, "Do not be afraid of loneliness and love tranquility."

Specifically, he said, "I want to eat lunch alone."

I was a little worried, so I turned to my sister.

"Sister, you often believed that Mr. Movi was the Demon King?"

Then she looks like a natural face.

"I can't say anything wrong with you."

It was unexpectedly trusted.

I'm happy.

But she sighs again.

"I don't say anything sloppy, but I'm having trouble getting your letter or explanation out of the way.

At that time, the store became noisier.

"Warroy, this is it. Is Lunier following right?"

"Oh, yes! I'm sorry, I'm careful not to get lost this time!"

"Barnak, this pickle is unusual. Let me try it for you."

"In that case, I'll examine it first, just in case."

"Is there no pickled meat!

"I want to eat salted meat!"

Oh noisy.

The sister and brother-in-law are in a hurry looking at the gang that comes in.

"Lashie, what are these guys?"

My brother-in-law bowed down to everyone and asked me a question.

So I'm thrilled.

"The prince of the Holy Lorumund Empire, Warroy, and his nephew Lünier! And Lord Barnak, famous for his sword!"

As expected, my sister seemed surprised.

"Huh? Really? No ... Is it true?"

"Of course it's true! Warroys have moved here to create a new city in Miradia!"

Then Warroy will lightly bow.

"I'm Warroy Bolshevik Donniesk Rolmund. I'm now a guest general in the Commonwealth of Milaldia."

"Ah, no, that ..."

"I apologize for the sudden visit. I didn't hear Rashii's home, he decided to go here first."

As you can see, Warroy, who seems to have a high position, gave a polite greeting, so his sister is surprised.

Oh, right.

"So, that's a colleague from the Senate era, Mr. Kite. He's a master of detection magic, and now a deputy of Mr. Weid. Alcohol is very weak.

"You're telling me to say something extra!"

I'm not good because Kite gets angry right away.

"The rest is a dog race working in the Demon King Army ..."

"Bread!"

"I'm stupid!"

"Pan!"

"All three are Pampakapan!"

There is one person who is not his real name, but is it a stage name?

Dogs don't seem to stick to their names.

She and her brother-in-law greet everyone in a hurry, but they still don't understand the situation.

"What exactly is Lashi doing right now? I've heard I'm not going to go to Rolmund for work ..."

I'm getting more and more chest because my brother-in-law is leaning.

"I'm a guide for Warroy now!"

Now I am a cool and beautiful illusionist who protects the foreign princes.

Together with his partner, Kite, he will be very active with the magic given by the Demon King.

Well, I'm cool.

"Lacy, drooling, drooling"

Mr. Kite was poking my back, so I hurriedly wiped my mouth with the hem of the robe. Your mouth will relax as soon as you are careless.

That's why they are often said to be stupid.

There, Berken, the servant, brought all the guards.

"Her Highness, don't. Take guards at least around town."

"Don't worry, Berken. Klauchen is safe and friendly. The compartments are in good condition and you don't have to worry."

"Ah, but Lunier just got lost ..."

At the moment he said, Kite stepped on his boots lightly.

"Lashie, can you sample the pickles?"

"Ah, yes! I can! I'm going to sample my sister, Warroy!"

It was dangerous.

Indeed, Kite-san, a nice assistant, is a nice assistant.

"This taste is not just immersed in rock salt. The fragrance and texture are very good."

"Oh, it feels aged and powerful. It's probably only made here. I prefer this to pickled Rolmund."

Barnark and Warroy eat a pickled dish heaped on a plate. Tasting is not a level, but is it OK?

Later, I will make a sign for "Warroy Warrant".

The bride-in-law's brother-in-law also carries another pickle and looks very happy.

"Klauchen's specialty, 'Abandoned pit pickles,' is packed in barrels and laid in an abandoned pit, but it cannot be made the same taste unless it is the same barrel and the same abandoned mine. We have used the same barrel and abandoned mine for over a hundred years ago."

I was strictly charged by my dead father.

It was really hard, brother-in-law.

When I was thinking about that, my sister talked to me.

"You really grew up ... I thought it was a little different from a normal child when I was little, but it was really good to be in a different direction."

"Are you praising it?"

"Now, how about?"

She smiled and stroked my head again.

But I know.

That would not have happened if Mr. Weid did not help me that day.

In fact, it must have been killed by Mr. Weid with the false saint "Mirdine" or had been executed while being abused by his allies.

So I'm shy and laugh.

"Because the Demon Lord's aide was a very good person. It's not my strength."

"Oh, unusually humble."

"Oh, I have to be humble ..."

Weid doesn't raise his head.

So Mr. Weid, please come back safely.

I still want to help you.