Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 328

Thus, Milaldia sent reinforcements to assist the coastal lords of Kuwait.

The diplomats and the Demon Knights are temporarily returned.

Apparently some of them are aiming for diplomats, and they need to have escorts all the time to investigate and negotiate. Because of the danger, we will all return home and then ask for more detailed information.

But then, you need a new diplomat. If possible, a big class that can talk to the king is good.

With that in mind, Parker came to me.

"Hello Waight, your wife seems to be pregnant."

"Oh, it feels strange to think of becoming a father."

"I'm unmarried, so I don't know your feelings."

Somehow, today's hoodies are pretty good.

Did you eat anything weird? No, he didn't eat anything.

Parker smiles and turns her illusionary smile.

"Hearing that you're in trouble with the people you're dispatching to Kwor. I wanted to run."

"You?"

"For such a time, did you keep me as an army without taking a position?"

No?

"No, you're so dangerous that you can't just leave a responsible job ..."

Parker sighs on purpose and then grins.

"I'm rude, are you?"

"I don't want to tell my brothers."

I was entangled and grinned, then asked him.

"Do I need to help my teacher study?"

"I specialize in necromancy, but wouldn't the teacher be more familiar? And if you're a research assistant, you have Melene."

As a necromancer, Parker's second apprentice is far better.

I thought so, but Parker shook his head to see it.

"Because I did my self-study, Melene has a better understanding of his research methods. Honestly, I can't help."

Parker shows a sighing gesture, but he does not exhale.

"My teacher's help would be enough to have Melene and Rykko, and a kite and Rashi. I'm free."

"Is that so?"

I ruin the words of my brothers and plan in my head.

Parker does not disclose, but he is from the wealthy or knowledgeable.

Polite manners and culture are not those of ordinary people. He knows politics and economy better than his teacher.

And as Parker looked through my heart, he said:

"The Council's diplomats are excellent, but you probably don't know what information you really want. I know as much as you want."

This cannot be denied. He knows my way well.

"Hey, I'm not assassinated. Whatever I do, I won't die anymore."

Parker has jumped out of life and death, so he cannot live or die.

Whether humanity is destroyed or the planet is extinct, wandering in eternal time in the form of a skeleton.

So I'm worried ...

However, he is more reliable than an ordinary diplomat.

"I see. Can I ask you, Parker?"

"Of course!"

The brothers laughed happily.

After consulting with Iria and my teacher, I decided to have Parker slip into the dispatched unit. Occasionally, he will be a military doctor and will accompany Belousa Land Squadron.

He will be working as a secret agent for the Demon King to conduct political work and conduct research. Effectively my agent.

You can summon skeletal soldiers in the event of an emergency, so you can count on your strength.

Oh, but worried.

A little less than two hundred Belousa land squadrons, led by Captain Grizz, set out for Bazza, a port in Kuwait.

With Parker going, a few mermaids close to him are likely to accompany him. He will be in charge of patrol duty for the fleet.

However, in order to transport as little as possible of the land squadron safely, there is almost no warship in Myrardia, because he has left a blank warship.

The two warships that come back in turn are a valuable naval force.

While waiting for the diplomats to return, something happened here.

One day, during breakfast, Ayria suddenly takes a seat.

"Ilia?"

She held her mouth and complained only with her eyes.

"Is it nauseous?"

Ilia silently nods and shows me "Sit down" by hand, and hurries out.

Perhaps it'll be fine, as Deputy Sergeant Isabel followed like a shadow.

I decided to call my master right away.

The results of the consultation were as expected.

"It's a morning sickness. I've never experienced it, but it seems like a hangover."

A teacher who has no experience of sickness or hangover seems to be confused and twists his neck.

I've had a hangover, so I felt terrible that it would last forever. Too hard.

Iria is silently crouching, lying on the sofa and trembling. The Majesty's dignity has no dust.

It's so neat and dashing on a daily basis, but it seems to be a pity.

But I don't know what to do because it seems like it's better not to humble or touch your back.

"Husband, please leave this to us. I have experienced it in the morning."

"And Ilia's care is our job. Please do not worry."

A veteran maid with childcare experience and a vice servant who knows anything about Eyria have said so often.

Iria mutters while pale.

"I'm sorry ... I'm doing public affairs ... please ..."

Certainly I would be better off working than I was panicking here.

"Okay, so I'll take care of your public affairs. Let me know if I have anything."

"Yes, husband"

I was rushed to the office, being seen off by the dependable maids. I felt my responsibilities leaning on my back.

No matter what happens in Kuwait, I can't fly there ...

It looks like Parker has no choice.

Ilia's sickness is so bad that she can't be satisfied with eating and sleeping.

Despite her great magical power, she does not master how to use it, and her original base is the human body. It's not like a werewolf or a teacher whose body is just a decoration.

That's why my beloved Majesty has been resting all day long and eating and eating grated apples.

I'm worried that I'm going to die, but this is what it looks like. The werewolf has a very light sickness, so I didn't think human sickness was so bad.

It seems to be a difficult conversation, and I can't talk much.

I was in trouble.

A few more days had passed in trouble.

Belousa Tamori Girsh comes to inspect the Ground Squadron's absence and smiles grinning with me.

"Oh, after all the sickness has come. Hey Waid, be careful about your actions for a while? Leave it alone, but don't leave it alone."

"It's difficult"

"It's difficult, but I'll be grudged later if I'm not careful ... like me"

What exactly happened?

Please say something without bowing.

Girsh was also a senior dad who raised his two sons and the youngest daughter, and he gave me some advice.

"The southern woman is strong and strong. Ilia also seems to be strong. I'm scared when she explodes."

"Yes ..."

Iria was the first person to leave the Alliance and be on the side of the Demon King's army when the Alliance was still alive.

Gash's wife is the daughter of the maritime city of Lozzo Petore Petore. A well-educated and reluctant woman, Ghersh is said to be completely laid on the butt.

"Well, man is just as good as lying on the bride's ass!"

"really?"

"Wow! You're also laying on your wife's ass, and I think it's just right. Why, Petre's fucking grandmother doesn't have to go over her grandmother.

I can't imagine ...

I'm worried about Ilia's condition, but I'm busy with a public service agent.

There are as many talents as I can, but since I am the husband of Demon King Ayria, everyone brings me documents. With my signature, it's effectively the same as getting the signature of Iria.

I know that, but I'm an amateur in law and administration, so I'm not completely confident that I'm making the right decision.

With a bunch of unsettled documents, he consults with the organization, asks the experts, and manages his daily work.

What is worrisome, however, is the political situation in Kuwait. The information is at least a week old, as letters can only be exchanged by sea. tantalizing.

Returning diplomats also reported, but she was reminded of the limitations of her research capabilities. Apparently, working in a foreign country had considerable difficulties. They are all neat and tiring.

After giving up on their loyalty, giving bounty and a long vacation until spring, I think about my next move.

Currently, the coastal princes are training mercenaries. It seems that they are training platoons and long spears for mercenaries who were mainly escort missions at sea.

This clearly envisages an organized land war.

On the other hand, the king has his direct guards stationed in cities near the coast.

It seems that they are confused by the lords of the basin, and they are constantly appealing to both sides, "We don't care!"

I'm sorry.

However, trade cannot be satisfactory if left unchecked, and it will hinder the plan to grow flashy in trade and develop Milardia.

Petitions have also come from Humino, a diplomat in the country of Wa.

"Japanese washi, silk fabrics, and pottery. We are focusing on human resource development and increasing production for export, so if this situation is left as it is, we will be buried in Japan."

"I also wanted to make use of the existing routes and make money for trade relay. I'm in trouble."

Humino asks me while burning the rice cake he brought in the fireplace.

"Wright, what's up?"

"I want to do something ..."

Humino glances at me and laughs meaningfully.

"This hides the hand in the field, but there are no soldiers."

I read her expression and replied reluctantly.

"I sent a little soldier, but there was not enough to gather information."

Humino looks happy and turns the mochi over. It is a nice roast color.

"Do you want to join hands again?"

"Your country has a borrowing, a very large borrowing.

"n/a"

Humino brought the baked mochi and presented it to me with a small dish of soy sauce.

"Let's share" mochi "with us?"

"Yes ..."

Apparently these days, everyone is skillful to put me on ...