Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Gaiden Episode 6

Friede, Waid's daughter, is seven years old.

In this world, where adults are generally fourteen and five years old, seven years old is considered to be "half adult".

Depending on the land, gifts will be given to celebrate the beginning of adult participation.

"Do Shirin want a sword for the celebration?"

Friede jumped over the driving scarecrow. Friede leans over a log made to the size of an adult man.

"Is that sword also nice?"

"Thank you, Friede"

A dragon boy with purple scales smiles.

Shirin has a wooden sword for practice. Some decorations are added to make it look good even if it is placed on the waist.

"But this is a wooden sword."

"I'm seven years old, so real swords are still dangerous, right?"

"That's not the case. I'm a knight child. A sword is a tool for work."

With a calm tone, Shirin turned back and slightly widened his feet.

At the moment when Friede jumps, knowing the meaning of the action, Shirin steps down.

"What!"

Two wooden swords in both hands roar, striking the scarecrow's shoulders and flank. There was a sharp sound.

"It's always amazing!"

When Friede lands lightly and claps his hands, Shirin laughs shyly.

"Thank you. But wood swords and iron swords are completely different in weight and handling. I want to get used to real swords quickly."

"Hmm?"

Friede tilted his head and then laughed brightly.

"Well, why don't you fight with bare hands like the Black Wolf Lord?"

"It's about giants and werewolf who are strong with bare hands .... Ryujin is impossible."

Shirin sighs.

"Friede really likes Black Wolf."

"Yeah! Cool!"

Friede smiles, clenching his fist.

"Look, Black Wolf Lord has the same name as my dad!

"No, that ... Friede? What are you talking about?"

Sirin seems to be a logical and intelligent dragon, apparently immediately aware of something.

"Maybe Friede, do you notice that your dad is a Black Wolf Lord?"

"e?"

Friede was quick, but immediately laughed as if in trouble.

"Oh, Shirin also makes a joke. My dad isn't the Black Wolf Lord Weid."

"Why do you think so ...?"

Friede answers Sirin's question with a heart.

"Because my dad can't kill four hundred people. I hate rough things, so I won't fight at all."

"Ummm ..."

Sirin folded his arms and thought, but said for the time being.

"But it's a play made by the council Forne, and I've heard that everything is true."

"No way?"

Friede does not believe at all.

"Oh, my dad, defeated four hundred enemies by himself, repelled three thousand enemies alone, defeated warriors, defeated sea monsters, and captured Lorumund's princess After that, make him the Empress of Rolmund and get rid of Nue ... "

"I remember everything well, Friede"

"I watched it all. Um, and uh ... yes, I've won a game with a hundred tigers at once!"

Friede, counting her fingers, looks at her hands and stares at Shirin.

"I don't mean there's such a person? Let's see Genjitsu, Shirin"

"Even if I say that ..."

Shirin holds his head.

"My father respects your father, even the heroes of the heroes, the legendary warriors."

"Where are you ...?"

Friede looks unsatisfied.

"Oh my dad, it's 'Hyogikai no Ichika'?-Dad says so."

"That's why it's strange!"

At last Shirin shouted.

"It's almost my godfather!" I guess he'll let "just do it" decide my name !? "

"I don't think ..."

"For us, the godfather is the same as our parent. Would you get angry if you talked badly about Waid's uncle?"

"Well ... I'm a daughter ..."

Friede has a crying face.

There, a whirlpool Vite walks down the corridor with Vera Tamori Forne.

"Would you like to stop the performance of the Black Wolf Lord's play soon? Is it enough?"

"I'm not saying stupid. Is it just rooted? I'm grateful to use it as a tool for governance and business."

"I can't agree ..."

As he sighed, Friede rushed towards his father.

"Father!"

"Wait wait, don't run down the hallway"

After piercing her nails, Vite hugs her daughter.

Weid then turned his smile on Sinrin, a little afraid.

"Hello, Shirin. Sword training?"

Shirin, stiff and hard, nodded in a hurry.

"Yes, yes, uncle!"

"The four-blade dance that Bartce created seems to be difficult. Did you already remember the" Shade of the Sword "that you taught?"

"No, no ... my father tells me it's sweet. It's just a technique to prevent the opponent's sword and hit it back, but to cut it before the opponent ..."

Then he laughs.

"I think it's about to be that way. Anyone who realizes 'it's been prevented' will immediately move on to defense and pursuit."

Waid continued, violently stroking Friede's fluttering head.

"Everyone is unaware of the moment he is convinced of winning. Isn't he slashing without losing the moment he isn't?"

"I see ... Thank you, uncle!"

A shirin that makes your face shine.

"Balze is the strongest swordsman in the Demon Army, one of the best in the continent, not just in Milaldia. It is difficult to teach and the required level is high. It will take decades to reach the end. "

"Yes! I will practice more and more!"

Shirin stretched out to the tail and started firing at the scarecrow with a furious momentum.

Friede asks Vaid, who had seen it with a full smile.

"Hey dad"

"Call me Father outside."

"father"

"What?"

Friede clung to his father and asked questions with a serious look.

"Is your father a Black Wolf?"

"That's right ..... hasn't he said that?"

"I haven't heard!"

Friede shouted indignantly and then looked up at his father with glittering eyes.

"Then, Dad ... Dad beat the war gods and the Great Monsters of the Sea! The captain, `` Dniesk Knights of the Ball '' is the undefeated champion of the Black Wolf Cup !?

"Calm down, calm down, Friede"

Weid calmed down the daughter, and sighed in trouble.

"That's because it's a play. It's just exaggerated, but it's actually more sober."

"Is that so?"

"No!"

Forne sandwiches his mouth from the side, but Vaid has a disgusting face.

"It's no different. Everybody was helped by a lot of friends. It's not that my dad worked hard."

"Sorry ... Well, that's right ..."

Friede looked a little disappointed, but nodded in time.

"But I'm relieved! Possibly father shouldn't be so cool, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

The bitter laughter.

He then turns around and complains to Lord Forne.

"Look, you're a misunderstood generation, don't you know?"

"What are you misunderstanding ... all the facts?"

"I'm over-produced, and I'm over-telling the story. I guess that's probably the name Ilia, Ellen, Meerene, Eleanor, Shatina, and others?"

Fornet is not even aware of Waid's protest.

"They have their permission and it's okay."

"It's not a joke. Don't let the master become the heroine."

But Forne turns away, staring at the glance and gaze at the sink.

"Of course you have the permission of His Majesty the Great Demon King, and you don't need to ask a Deputy Secretary?"

"It's ... well, maybe it is ..."

Weid to be silent.

Forne laughs happily.

"Looking at it, it doesn't make sense if it's fun to watch. Basically it's a fact, the Demon King's reputation has improved, and that's okay?"

"The council might be fine, but I'm in trouble."

Vaid sighed and looked up into heaven.

"I'm quietly doing it as a past person. I want you to keep it ..."

"I can't afford to leave the most helpful people to negotiate with Rolmund, Wa and Kwal. Friede, I'll take your father."

Forne smiled at Friede and gently knocked Vade's shoulder with a pom-pom.

"Look, you have to negotiate sugar imports next year. The ambassadors of the Quorum are waiting. If you're strong, you can't say anything."

"I don't really like that way ..."

"After that, it's the board of directors of the Federation of Football Leagues. If you don't take part in the next match, Warroy could create a stadium in Lünheit, right?"

"Please excuse me."

Weid and Forne walked together and Friede was left in place.

"Um ..."

She tilts her head.

"OK, my dad is amazing?"

Anyone would have answered immediately, but unfortunately no one was around.