Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 334

I arrived at Bazza, the largest port city in Kwor, by holding a course in Kuwait on board the wolves.

It is located near the estuary of the Mejire River, which is the lifeline of Kuwait, and is a place where inland logistics is active.

I look at the harbor while chatting with the werewolf.

"I don't think it's called" Mejire River "in Kuwait. In this country, a big river is a mejire, and since a mejire means" a big river ", it's not necessary to put on a" river. "

When Khul people hear the word “Mejire River”, they seem to feel like “Mt. Fuji Mountain” or “Tama River”.

The rivers, which are referred to as "moonlight that flows through the earth" by Shizutsuki Muslims, should be treated with care.

However, it seems to be a muddy river for Milardians ...

Kuhro is not as good as Rolmund, but close to Milaldia.

If Milaldia is American, Rolmund is about as far away as English, and Kworish is about as far away as French and German. With a little study you can master.

As in previous life, in this world, humanity will be one if it traces its origins.

I want to do anthropology when I have peace.

With that in mind, I'll give the wolves detailed instructions.

The meaning of the gesture is different from that of Miraraldia, and the way of giving the name is different.

"When I give my name, I'll tell my father's name too.

Even in the first meeting, if you go back to your father's age, there are unexpected points of contact and you can know which clan, so this seems to be the wisdom of life.

"There are many other minor differences, so if you're not sure, ask me or Beluza Ground Sentry guys."

"Yes, captain"

"I don't know what, but I understand."

Monza and Nievelt will reply.

Is it alright…….

The port of Bazza is quite different from the port of Belousa and Porto Lozzio in Miraraldia.

"It's kinda dim ..."

Blacksmith Jeriku muttered, so I thought a little and answered.

"Perhaps we are looking at the north side of the harbor."

All of Miraraldia's harbors face south, so it's very beautiful with the sun.

On the other hand, the port of Kwor is facing north. You will enter the port while looking at the north side of the building, so it will be somewhat lonely.

"I was expecting a bit because it was a southern country ..."

Fern whispered and we nodded.

Somehow the image is different.

But it's definitely tropical, so it's hotter than Milardia. Even warmer than Belousa, we were dressed for midsummer even though it was still spring.

The building seems to be made of bricks and sun-dried bricks, and you can see from here that it is painted white. The sun is probably strong. Large timber is precious and is mainly used for shipbuilding and harbor facilities.

Eventually, a pilot comes from the port by boat and will guide you to the pier designated by the Duke of Baza.

It was a small old woman waiting for us on the pier. They are dressed in folk costumes like burlap.

An old woman of ordinary people has spoken in a surprisingly fluent Milaldia language.

"Okay, so many people are coming. Are you Lord Vaid?"

"Yeah, I'm Vaid ... oh, you?"

The old woman smiled with her hand on her mouth.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot my name. I don't usually need to give my name."

With that said, the old woman straightens her back and speaks in a well-talked voice.

"I'm Viracoya, the son of Mahfdan who follows the flow of Shamal."

I had heard of that name. This is Prince Bazza.

"I'm so sorry, Prince Bazza. Weid von Eindorf. Hey guys, kneel right."

This is the manner in which you greet a noble man in Kuwait.

I tried to kneel down, but Viracoya stopped me.

"Oh, you're your spouse, Queen Heraldia? I'm higher than me, so that's my job."

With a laugh, Viracoya kneels down and greets me.

"Welcome Lord Sir Weid, I welcome you on behalf of the lords of the coast of Quoru. Please call me" Birakoya Granny. "

"As expected that's why ..."

"All the children of Bazza call me that way, but I won't force me."

Baza, smiling with a smile, is like a relative's grandmother.

Like my teacher, I'm sorry.

No, no, this must be her strength. Relaxing the opponent is one of the strategies.

Let's tighten up.

When I thought so, people like guards rushed from behind Viracoya. There are men and women, but all are armed with chainmails and swords.

They were screaming something in Kuwait.

"Ah, Viracoya Grandma! It's here!"

"No, if you wander around alone!"

"Why are we leaving? Already!"

What is that?

Tall and vigorous youth are surrounded by petite Viracoya.

They should be noblemen and guards, but they are grandmothers and grandchildren.

Viracoya smiles and places her hand on her cheek.

"I'm sorry. When I came to the harbor, I just came across Sir Weid's ship."

"That's why it's no good, it's in war now.

`` If the grandmother has something, the bazaar is over !? ''

It seems to have been loved quite a bit.

No, no, this must be a solution. That is what diplomacy is.

maybe.

Nevertheless, I am relaxed when I see such a warm scene.

Viracoya clapped her hands and ordered the guards.

"Let's get to me later. Come on, guide Milardia soldiers to the dormitory. Don't forget hospitality, because you'll be tired of the cruise."

"I understand"

The young people seemed to have said something, but they could not go against their chief. He bowed gracefully and guided the werewolf squad.

Only me and Fern Corps remain in place. This is because today's "Vight Duty" is Fern Corps.

"Let's go, Lord Weid"

"Yes, Viracoya"

I'm really relaxed, but it's not the case.

Come on job.

I was led to a mansion overlooking the harbor where I was able to meet with Viracoya.

"What a weird thing ..."

Viracoya sighed, but still smiled at me.

"The civil war has been ended in a strange way, but I'm grateful to Milardia for his warm will.

Girsh-chan?

"Girsh-chan looks just like his father, Glasco. He's strong and cautious, but he's so cautious ..."

You're right.

Viracoya seems to be familiar with its predecessors, Belousa and the current Lozzo Petore, and there is a thick pipe in the port of Mirardia.

When Grandpa Petre and his partner Glasco were doing bad things, Viracoya seemed to have been swung around as a daughter of Bazza.

"If I came to play occasionally, I was always crazy."

I can imagine somehow.

Bazza and other Koror coastal princes have close ties to the guards of the coast of Milardia.

Rather, it seems that everyone remembers because Petrele was so young with Belousa's former guardian Glasco when he was young.

"I don't want to gather Bazza's sailors to attack the pirates in this neighborhood. When the three towed pirate ships entered the port, the harbor was a fuss."

"Is it a diplomatic problem?"

Despite the extermination of pirates, the killed pirates and the sailors who gathered are also Kuwaiti. It's not something the Miladians can command.

Viracoya nods with distant eyes.

"My father was in a hurry, running around and bowing."

"It's so rude ..."

Why do I have to bow down before I was born, and because of the wrongdoing of the human guards?

It's the hard part of this job that you have to take responsibility even if you have no responsibility.

But Viracoya smiled and shook his head.

"But it was a lot of fun. And since one incident, there have been few pirates in this area."

"That's fine ..."

`` I want to go back to that time and throw Glasco into the sea or drop a sail on Petore's head. ''

What was this little grandmother doing?

Well, if you can't do that, the lord of this world will not work.

According to my values, everything from the emperor to the common people is rough.

For the time being, I smile a bit and think about the meaning of this chat.

She wants to appeal to me for her deep connection with Miraraldia.

I am a newcomer in the world of Quebec diplomacy. He must have been told that he was a demonic, and he must have been quite vigilant.

Duke Bazza is a very important person for Miraraldia in the future, so let's talk about it in a direction that will give you peace of mind.

I convey this while choosing words.

"We, the Demon Army, value the coastal area of Kuwait, which has long had a connection with Miraludia. Let's do our best to help as much as we can and help us as an ally. I promise you. ''

"Oh dear……"

Viracoya smiles.

He seemed satisfied with the words he wanted from me.

And she smiles a little mischievously.

"Isn't the begging a bit too explicit?"

"No, no"

I return with a bitter smile.

If the other party is a grandmother, it doesn't get any sweeter ... Probably because of the teacher.

Viracoya talked to me a bit more reassuring about my words, as if she were more open-minded than before.

"Sir Weid was nervous because he heard he was a demon, but he feels like a son or grandson.

"I'm honored to say that. I don't think Viracoya is my first meeting."

I know they are diplomatic warrants, but about half of them are true.

Let's pray that so too.

Well, it's about time to get into the main subject.