Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 304: Aria's Agony

I have been completely in control of my body since last night.

I understand the cause somehow. That magic cup. I heard that it was in an inactive state, but apparently it started with some impetus.

If the cause of this turmoil was that cup, would it mean that the elder who held the cup was simply used?

I can't speak, so now I have no choice but to look at opportunities.

The enemy doesn't respond to this call at all, but he seems to be reading my memory. Go to bed as usual and get out of the floor as usual.

Then I picked my favorite perfume without hesitation and, as usual, put a drop on the inside of my ankle.

Just then, a marmaid, Marma, came in. You may have noticed the scent of perfume.

She is still a teen, so she will not have her own perfume.

"Ilia, I like that perfume."

"That's right. I like it, and it's going to be too much."

"What's always a drop?"

"Yes. I always use the same amount to avoid getting used to the smell."

"I will study, Iria-sama!"

I'm hijacked, and I'm still talking with my maid.

She struggled to tell her something wrong, but she couldn't do anything that wasn't allowed in her cup.

He could hang his favorite sword on his waist at will, but could not pull it out.

But calmly, if the maid notices something strange, she may be in danger.

This cup can read human memories and completely control the body.

Then, who should tell the incident ... If you think so, your opponents will be limited.

Fortunately, breakfast is about to begin.

Let's manage to tell him something strange.

While I was thinking about that, I was manipulated and talked to the maid.

"Malma, don't you want your own perfume soon?"

As soon as the maid looks shy.

"Well, yeah, it doesn't suit me, and I get paid ... oh, nothing!"

Her parents' homes are not very well off, so much of their salary may have been used to support their families.

I wanted to give her a little bit of perfume, but she didn't move.

If so, the manipulated hand takes another vial.

"I bought the perfume before, but the scent was too gorgeous and it wasn't my pattern. I think it looks good with marma, so why not use it if you like?"

"Yeah !? If Iria-sama is too gorgeous, I absolutely can't do it!"

Marma sticks with her best, but her gaze is nailed to the vial.

I keep showing me a small bottle and smile.

"I think you look good because you're fine. You don't have to worry about it because you can sell it off.

"Oh, thank you!"

Maruma is even red to her ears.

The work of a maid is a lot of trouble. It requires patience, tact, courtesy and language. A werewolf may jump from the window.

You may be tired and inadvertently complain, but it also contains the confidential information of Tamori.

I have to give some help for comfort.

Apparently, this treasure, the behavior as a noble, can be completely imitated.

No one will notice my incident in this.

While desperately thinking about what to do, I head to the cafeteria of the mansion while being manipulated.

"Good morning, Ilia."

Laughing laughingly was Mr. Weid, the Deputy Secretary of the Demon King.

My smile has been refreshing since morning, but my habit has not been fixed. But it fits mysteriously and I writhe in my heart as it is taken over.

The shirt he wears is so unique that he wonders where he found it.

I was wondering if this is what a werewolf's fashion looks like, but when you look at other wolves it's normal, so this seems to be the personality of Mr. Weid.

I look forward to what kind of clothes he will buy next, because he looks great no matter what he wears.

As hijacked, I usually greet Mr. Weid in the morning.

"Good morning, Mr. Weid. Did you sleep well?"

"Oh, you can sleep well in your own home .... Oh, no, this was your home. Sorry."

"No, I'm honored to be able to feel that way. This is Vaid's home."

I say that and laugh.

I'm perfect, even with detailed answers and expressions.

For a moment, I thank the enemy.

But again, you won't notice that I'm being manipulated at Waid. I was in trouble.

And I face Veit and eat as usual.

Mr. Weid opens his mouth today, wondering when to destroy the soft-boiled fried egg yolk.

"I'm going to meet with the Demon King's technicians in the morning today. I'll finish it by lunch, so I'll be reporting at that time."

Again, words come out of my mouth without stagnation.

"Okay. I wrote a response to a petition from the Chamber of Commerce in the morning. He said that the jewelery union is working with dog craftsmen, so we want to establish employment rules."

This is true. It is completely imitated as "Ilia".

I have to do something.

Despite being bound by treasures, I struggled to do something as permissible. But they can't even break the diet.

Nevertheless, I will try to convey something unusual.

Then Vite smiled.

"I hope you wear a good perfume today."

"Yes, I really like this scent."

"I also like this scent. I feel safe when I smell it."

Although I feel a sense of danger in not being noticed, today was a good day because I heard the word of the present.

Mr. Weid nodded with a smile, then wrote down something and called his deputy Kite.

"Kite, please process this before the meeting."

"I see. Uh ... oh, yes. Immediately."

The kite who received the note ran his eyes and nodded a little.

It was the usual sight.

Veit then continues to eat while chatting with me being manipulated. Today is slower than usual.

At the end of the meal, Weid wiped his mouth and said,

"by the way"

"What is it, Mr. Weid?"

The man who was manipulated smiles.

Then Vite, with a calm expression, asked her this question.

"Who are you?"

At that moment, my movement stopped.

With a pause, words are spun from my mouth.

"I don't know what you mean ... what happened?"

"That's this line."

Mr. Waid's expression became steep.

With his fork in hand, Weid put his cheek on the table.

"You are not Eyria. It is as close as possible to Eyria, but the contents are different."

Yes, that's right!

Mr. Weid!

I tried to shout, but my mouth still couldn't move.

But now, I am astonished by myself.

Don't worry about anything anymore.

Weid looks at my dish.

"Ilia is patient, she can flatten any meal she eats, and she doesn't like boiled carrots. She always eats hard."

I intend to eat as quiet as possible. I'm not good at that smell ...

"But I ate calmly today. When I was eating carrots, I didn't smell the pain."

Did you smell it like that?

Suddenly the face gets hot.

Mr. Weid grinned for some reason and continued.

"I guess Ilia eats the shrimp's tail. I was surprised when I ate together in Wa country."

That was because you ate deliciously until the tail, so I just thought it was a good way to eat!

I want to cover my face but can't move my hands.

Instead, these words come out of my mouth.

"I'm no longer a child. I'm used to it."

"I see. Honorable, Ilia."

Don't be fooled, Mr. Weid!

Then Vuitto stood up and slowly approached me.

My body is nervous and I am ready to move at all times.

Mr. Weid approached me.

near.

Too close.

What is it !?

"Ilia always puts perfume before breakfast, because she meets people right after breakfast, because perfume needs time to calm down the scent."

Mr. Weid seemed to remember what I taught long ago.

"But if I don't plan to meet people, I'll have breakfast without perfume, because I'm taking care of my wolf's sense of smell and trying to avoid smelling as much as possible."

Did you notice?

"Today Iria is a paperwork in the morning, unlike yesterday, but she wears perfume before breakfast, just like yesterday.

Mr. Weid's face was too close, and I almost fainted.

This mighty attitude may have been since his first meeting.

His feelings for Waid were different from those days, so he seems to be suffering and dying.

"This emotional movement, isn't Aria also there?-You're manipulating the real Aria, instead of being disguised as Ailea.

Weid grabs my wrist quickly. I was pulled so quickly that my body fell in the arm of Mr. Weid.

As I was almost fainted by the situation, Mr. Weid smiled.

"But don't worry, Iria. I'll help you whatever you do."

The next moment, my movement changed completely.

"Cheer!"

With incredible power, I shake Vaite's hand. Waid cares for me or quickly releases his hand.

I drew my sword, and slashed at Veit with the sword of Sashimael-style swordplay. It is a double strike that returns the wrist quickly.

Of course, this kind of amateur swordsmanship shouldn't work for Waid, but the enemy wanted it to be a grace to use magic.

Mr. Weid points out while keeping time.

"I'm going to kill some of the housemaids and use necromancy, but that's useless. I ordered the kite to evacuate everyone.

The memo was apparently prepared for this situation.

If so, it turns out that the previous talk was also time-consuming.

Veit turned into a werewolf and glistened with sharp fangs.

"Drowlite's treasure, don't you despise the Demon Lord's aide?-You'll see everything from the beginning, including your shallow secrets."

I do not answer anything. He was holding a sword to check Waid, but he was unlikely to fight.

Mr. Weid doesn't seem to be giving me anything. If it's really "everything outlook", it's more advantageous not to bother to tell the other person, so what's actually unknown? I have no idea.

He couldn't read his face because he looked like a werewolf, but he found that Veit was frustrated.

He seems to take care of me.

I'm sorry to suffer.

The next moment, I kicked the floor so quickly that my view was distorted, and broke through the window and jumped out.

"Ayria! Hey, don't treat Ayria rough! I won't forgive heritage even if there is anything! Ryuko, aren't the chase of the body yet!"

I heard for the first time the voice of Mr. Weid who was so impatient.

Immediately the howling of a werewolf resonates, and countless howls respond to it. It's a werewolf squad. Apparently they are spreading all over the city.

The howling of a werewolf, considered a human enemy, now seems so reliable.

I ran through an unmanned alley, listening to the howling of a werewolf resounding during Lynheight.