A slight tension ran in the quietly parked carriage. I have a little power in Brother Ville's hands holding me.
The place is between the city and the city, where you can see farmland in the distance. Parking on such streets is mostly determined when problems arise and when the market is set.
Connie, who opened a small window, is talking to your man and his escort. I pulled my head into the car. Its face is a little blue.
"Ma... Looks like the Warcraft is out. Along the street......"
Even close to the capital doesn't mean he won't answer at all. Shadow if I make a rumor.
But blah, blah. I was more surprised than Connie's words that Brother Orlis, who heard that, went into mage mode in an instant. The cut length eyes become thinner and the atmosphere sharper.
Normally a relaxed, slow way of speaking also makes a tedious impression when in this mode.
"What's with the escort?
"It's not dangerous because it's still a planta, but just in case you want one of the magicians to come..."
Okay, I'm coming out.
"What, Brother Orlis!?"
I am surprised to hear that your brother is leaving the carriage. But Brother Orlis smiled that there was no danger first because it was a planta.
"Really...? Pu, what's a planter?
"Hmm? Oh, you don't do Warcraft in first grade, do you?"
When I asked him about a word he didn't know again, Brother Ville answered.
"Do you know how demons and warcraft are born?
"No... aren't parents having children?
"Yeah, I'm not. Unlike livestock, they don't have parents. Instead, we try to parasitize the plants and they come from the ground. So, Planta is still parasitic, before you wake up."
What floated behind my brain when I heard Brother Ville explain was what he called the "Baromets" in his previous life.
The official name is "Planta Tartarica Barometz", also known as the Sukitai sheep.
I had seen an illustration of a little sheep dwelling like they slept on the tip of a plant in a book on plant history.
"I always have to hunt when I see a planta. You can leave it to the civilian population before it blossoms as a demon, but sometimes the shock wakes you up. This is often determined as one of the duties of nobility, often with strong magic."
Chew the information taught.
He seemed more familiar than he thought, even though he rarely gave birth in a city with strong protective stones.
"Bill, watch Alice."
All right, brother.
The Virgil brothers snorted after such a short exchange.
Brother Orlis, who stood up to get out of the carriage, stroked my head to reassure me.
... but I grabbed that hand clearly.
"Brother Orlis.... Me too, why don't you take me?
"Yep...... Yep!?"
The surprise voices of my brothers and Connie hammered into the carriage when I said that in a serious voice.