Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

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"Hahaha! It's an honor of a warrior to be honored to be able to share such a seat with Weid-sama!"

A stubble uncle is laughing brilliantly with roasted mutton.

"This Barker has been lucky this year and has been terrifying."

The mercenaries then cheeked the flesh and then drowned the cup.

"I'm still talkative about the fact that our predecessor, Duke of Wajal, Kishun, has saved my grandfather's plight.

"That's true. Barker's success has helped me avoid meaningless bloodshed. Wajar is safe."

I met Barquel once in Karfal.

That strange mercenary who volunteered for the Zakar mercenaries.

The armor is still ragged, but still imposing.

"My grandfather was one of the Chiefs of the Guard, but I didn't do anything because of his involvement in the shrine. I couldn't tell me in detail, but I heard that he was out of luck with his job exclusion."

Barquel continues to smile.

"But Kishun has been working hard to get his grandfather's life. Otherwise his younger father was executed."

That's scary.

"In addition, Mr. Kishuun has helped his grandfather to eat, which has given him vast farmland from his predecessor, Duke of Peshmet, and his brothers still manage the farm."

Peshmet is the city at the very top of the River Mesile, a border city. It would have been bad in the vicinity of the city.

What did he do?

Then, Amani, who is present, whispered while eating the chicken fillet of the example.

"My dad always said," Let me feel good to others. "

She smiles.

"Even if that compassion is not profitable, it is worth it just to be a compassionate person, and it will be more persistent if it eventually circulates and returns to its descendants ..."

I guess it is said persistently. Amani was smiling.

"But I have to admit that my father's words were true. I was saved by Barker."

"It is certainly so"

I nod.

Barker is a mercenary commissioned by Duke Peshmet, the highest stream on the river Mejiré. He allegedly infiltrated Zakar's mercenaries and watched him move.

Amani was so friendly with Duke Peshmet that he had Barkel set a trap for Zakar.

Not all are known, but the spies sent by the princes seem to be in the mercenaries as such.

Barkel gave a play to lure Zakar out of the royal capital. I prepared the scenario and made a fake secret book.

It has almost the same binding and description as the real secret book, but the usage and details of the secret treasure have been cut. Should Zakar get the treasure, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

The skeleton that Parker summoned was active in binding. It seems to be a ghost of a secretary and librarians.

If he gets weird, it's almost as easy to destroy as one of the nations.

Barker laughs shyly while drinking the finest molasses.

"This is also to reward the patronage of Kishun and the successors of Peshmet. It was actually a roaming mercenary, so if there were no problems, I would go under Zakar."

Then Amani says sorry.

"Would you take this opportunity to be officially appointed by Duke of Peshmet? I'll be with you. If you can't do that, please come to our house."

Barquel seems to be strong and capable. He is likely to be a good warrior, and he is good at Milaldia.

So I tell him.

"Yes, Barker, your work is hard work. I want to reward you as Milardia. You are also a master of Milaldia, and why don't you serve the Demon Army?"

Barkel rounded his eyes, astonished for a moment, then scratched his head.

"Well ... this is this, it's been an honor to be passed on. It's an honor for warriors to be invited not only by Amani but also by the deputy secretary of a foreign king. Nigozari "

But Barkel shook his head.

"But if you do, and you love this country, you can't help gathering at the Milaldia flag. Please forgive me."

"No, this was rude.

I'm a reincarnate, so I'll forget it, but everyone has an attachment to the land where they were born.

Thank you in a different way.

"Well, Barker, would you like to thank me for money? Or armor or war horse."

"No, this work is not a fighting work. I can't help getting the seeds of rice."

Barquel refused with a smile, but glanced at me.

"What's the substitute for that. That's the name of Mr. Weid ..."

"My name?"

"Good morning. I want to worship the Weid-sama character and name himself Walker. Let's forgive me."

I'm surprised at the fact that there is a culture of one-letter worship in Kuwait.

Almost no name has changed.

Then Amani laughed and caught me.

"I suppose he seemed to have no desire, but Barker's wishes were much greater than the swords and great horses. If he had received a letter from a foreign aide, he would be the royal guard commander. It's an honor worthy of worshiping. ''

"Is that so?"

I understand it in theory, but it just doesn't feel real.

But if that's okay, it's cheap.

"If you like my name, please use it. Hey someone, please bring the paper for the certificate."

I had a stroke on a magical parchment. When you sign with special ink, the paper shimmers for a moment.

The paper is no longer soiled or moldy. It will last for a hundred years.

"Please, Barquel ... No, Walker."

The stubble warrior held it graciously with both hands.

"What an honor. I'll never forget this Walker, thank you."

I'm a bit nervous because I'm already claiming it.

He changes from Barker to Walker, and turns his pocket around with a certificate with his Ebisu face.

"This would have restored the honor of my late grandfather. She was a gentle grandfather, but he only apologized to him in his later years. Now I can finally report to my grandfather's grave."

Warkel got up and bowed to us.

"Now then, I'm ready to return to my hometown and cultivate the sugarcane fields with my brother. With this letter, let's get one of my brides."

Then, Amani rose.

"Are you OK, Walker?-Can you call me now?"

But Walker grins grinning.

"That's why I have already earned my honor as a warrior. Even if I continue to serve as a warrior, I can not gain any more honor."

I wondered and asked him.

"You stand up and you're righteous. You can keep taking Takena. And why do you think so?"

As soon as Walker laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! This can be said differently! Everything is due to Mr. Weid!"

"me?"

"Good morning. As long as you are, big wars will no longer take place.

He said, kneeling down at me and bowing his head deeply.

"Weidness, please give peace and order to this country. If there is no fire at home, that is the best reward."

"Okay, Walker. I promise to do my best."

I grabbed his hand and squeezed his tough hand full of swords.