Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

The next day after the summons of the galaxies is over.

I was hoping she had some hidden power, but so far I can't discover it like that.

The more we spend time together, the more we only see his life full of gaps.

"What's wrong..."

Dee walks into the office when I'm disturbed.

"Your Majesty, about the galaxy."

"What do you got?

"I've had a lot of tests done, but my physical abilities are very good. It can also express the ability to be close to the magic of ninjaku, he said, but the magic operation itself is excellent."

"Then why are you so weak? I was about to get raped by a backyard goblin. I wondered if Freya had more for both of us, so I lost my temper."

"That may be... I'm not used to this world yet... When the world engages, it involves not only magic but also the air that makes it up, so maybe she doesn't have it......"

"Really? I'm not used to it, I don't have the air, it doesn't seem sensual."

Did Dee think the same thing? Keep quiet.

Leaning their necks together, Kachanov comes with a machine like a brown tube TV.

"Sister, as I was told, I made it easy to find out. As a result, it was probably easier to understand the cause."

"Is that true?

"Yeah, I saw it on a magic meter (mana counter) that Erica's sister helped me build, and she can't generate any magic herself."

"What? That's crazy. I've seen some of her tricks, but they were quite powerful."

"Once you look at the measuring instrument, you can take in magic from the outside, but you can't get your inner magic out. Besides, most of these ninjas and tricks take magic into their own bodies and work out magic, and once they transform the nature of magic, they do it most of the time."

"I mean, it's a pretty good engine, but it's not taking up gasoline well, so it doesn't spin and it doesn't feel like it's speeding... do you want to do that again?

"I don't understand."

Kachanov shrugs his shoulders.

"Well... I'm here"

It didn't just start now for us to hold a weird guy.

As we speak, for some reason, a galaxy dressed in maid clothes is wiping the windows of the castle in an upbeat mood.

What the principle was, there was water flowing from her palm and the windows were shiny polished up.

"This castle... you put a window on it"

"Is that where you're surprised?

"No, even if the crazier guy wears made-up clothes now and wipes the window frame, yeah, that's about all I think, right?

"It's a terrible thing to be used to."

"Oh brother, it's not enough to report, but she has super good chore skills. You think it's a must-have skill to dive into an enemy formation as a spy?"

"Oh yeah? I was wasted on my skills, too, and I was a chore skill, so I'm a good girl, right?

It's so fast to clean and stuff, and you can beat it about Rumba.

Talking nonsense, when the galaxy stretched back to wipe the one above the window, her chest was pressed against the window and she had trouble finding a place for her eyes.

I look at cancer.

"Is that a move to alert the enemy, too?

"No, probably natural"

"Oh or natural"

"Hey you guys, don't look at Nishien Temple with nasty eyes!!

Coquette - I finally make a nasty noise, and Donfly intrudes on where the hell he came from.

"Are you alive?"

"It's weird. He escaped with his life where his butt was plunged!

Sure, Donfly's hair is a little loose.

I ate fried chicken yesterday, so I thought that was it.

"Orion was looking forward to it."

"Don't be ridiculous, this is what people do when they try to eat this noble self, etc. Here's the deal. Ah!

Donfly sticks with his mouth as he wings with Bassa Bassa.

"Wow, stop it, Donfly!

"Who's Donfly? Put her on. Ah!

"It's hard. Is Mr. Donfly connected to the galaxy? When you summoned him, you said where's Nishien Temple?"

"Dear Left, my life was battling the Dark General Asahi with Nishien Temple."

"That story was true."

"Parent-like existence that has raised galaxies from a young age. I won't allow you to look at me nasty without my permission. Ah!

You're not the reason the galaxy is weird, are you? I can't help but think.

The galaxy is wiping another window. I don't even look like a normal maid when I look at this.

"It's the art of water!

I try to wash myself in the water with a smile on my face, but the window she moved still hasn't been fitted with glass, and me, Dee and Kachanov, Donfly, who were just on the ray, will be flooded.

"Wha!? Shh, excuse me!

"... no, I'm scared to get used to it. Perhaps he knew he was going to flood me, so I kept watching."

"Like this, do you want to do it? I'll stop watching people fail."

"That."

"Galaxies are somewhat more obscene than people."

"You're just missing it."

"Shut the fuck up!

That's like being a parent, everything my daughter does seems to be affirmative.

The galaxy was then normally pissed off by Dee.

Chariot Additional Members

Simon x 30

Rarity: N Occupation: Warrior Race: Cobolt

G-13

Rarity: HR Occupation: Guardian Race: Tactical Support Machine

Donfly

Rarity: HR Occupation:????? Race: Chihuat...... Cocatrice

Nishien Temple Galaxy

Rarity: UK Estimated Rarity R to HR Occupation: Super Ninja Race: Human

A few days later

Looks like I've been figuring out how to use that ass-made ninja lately, and even today I was letting the galaxy clean the ceiling while I was doing some clerical work in the office.

Prepare a slightly smaller stepladder deliberately and adjust it so that it does not reach the ceiling unless the galaxy stands at the top.

I wonder, when you do that, the gartered pants will be in a rounded position from under the skirt of a short made-up garment.

Exactly, Schemer, no. All I can say is genius.

Working while watching pants guns is just progress.

"Dear Hall, I've cleaned all the ceilings!

"Hmm, is that true?"

I finger the ceiling instead of the galaxy and the stepladder. Then a trace amount of dust sticks to my hand.

I can't take this much where I did it, and it's a range of errors.

But I make that dust look like a galaxy to my aunt.

"What is this dust! You're gonna pull out that you're cleaned with this!

"Wha!? Shh, excuse me, Master Hall! I'll start over in a minute!

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"Again..."

"Here, put your hands on the desk and sit back."

The galaxy sticks its hands on the desk and sticks its butt out.

I turn my made-up skirt into a perone. Then white and beautiful peach butts are wrapped in gartered stockings.

"I really have a horny body in my asshole's arse"

"Hih, the hall is like a totally horny evil deputy!

The galaxy is half crying, but I slapped my ass in the palm of my hand with a piscian.

"Hin, Hin, Hin"

The sound of a pischamp piscian and a small chopped good ass slapping echoes.

I have tears in my eyes, but I'm not beating you so hard. I feel somewhat embarrassed and about to cry.

When I try to make my last shot, I suddenly sound like Gashan and Donfly assault me.

"You're bullying the galaxy again with no sexual punishment!

"Stop bullying and all that, because the words are bad. It's a cage."

"No, no, no!

Donfly pokes me so hard with his sharp mouth, he's super!

"Sorry, sorry! I'll be patient as I watch my pants."

"What world have parents who say they will be patient enough to see your daughter's pants!!

"Oh, don't get mad at me anymore, bird."

Then a few days later, on my desk, there was a line of bug carcasses with molestation.

I'll make that chicken into a fried chicken one day.

A few more days later, I was on my way to Marquis Romero's mansion in a carriage with Dee.

It is an invitation to the House of Lords (Noble Conference) that was said the other day, where I am to be promoted straight to nobility and shoulder to shoulder with the great.

Dee says, however, that great people also have a rank, and suddenly he gets scared attention because if he hears something about super great people, he'll be slaughtered.

Invited was the mansion of the aristocratic Marquis Romero on the territory of the Knights of the Holy Cross, a little west of Reinhardt Castle.

I thought it was a small meeting of local nobles, but it seems that leading nobles from the eastern side of this continent are coming together, and it was actually a big meeting there.

The Romero Marquis' mansion was a historic, old-fashioned castle that, besides imagining the golden pika specifications built by Cheng Jin, was also decent and surprising.

"Take care, then"

"Is that it? You're not coming with me?

Dee didn't try to get out of the carriage he came on.

"In principle, our king's guardianship is not authorized to enter the mansion."

"Oh, really?

Well, if a very strong soldier storms out, it'll be tough, and I don't know what else to do.

If I can't help it, I'll just take black iron and get off.

"King, no matter what happens, you must never unplug it first. You just have to listen like a figurine about your seat."

"Does that make sense to me?

"The original king and I are all on such official business. Think of what you've done as stranger. I'm on my way to Reinhardt for a ride, so something else will pick me up on my way home."

"Okay."

With that on his cheek, Dee and I break up and go inside the Romero Marquis' mansion.

A dozen aristocrats had already asked about their seats when they approached a round table in the conference room decorated with beautiful chandeliers taken by a maid.

"He's the example..."

"Well, he looks like an unproductive countryman"

"Sounds barbaric. I wonder if he's a bandit."

"You look like you're not learning, modestly, it's a busike"

"Why does Lady Romero make such monkeys noble?"

"The Ondine realm would have cheated anyway."

They say nice words of welcome to sound grand. For now, I remember that eagle-nosed pussy's face.

On the contrary, there are a lot of people who don't like it and they are going to laugh lightly, perfectly with the image of the loathsome aristocrats in me.

There are empty seats, but the door opens when we wait in a state that is roughly right, and Manmarco, the nobleman we met before this, shows up.

No, he said he was the son of the Marquis Romero.

I think they told me to come because I wanted to thank you for something, but I left them wondering if it was okay because I would go anyway with this noble invitation.

"Oh, isn't that Sasaki!

"Oh man, Marco, you've had such terrible eyes. You're fat. You should eat some vegetables or something."

"Please don't tell me. Because I'm eating fried potatoes and bread that's good for me and my body."

"Bread is not a vegetable, and don't fry potatoes."

"Wheat, potatoes, vegetables, right?

"Stop that fat vegetable concept"

Talking to Manmarco normally makes the nobles around him squeal.

"Ah, do such disrespect to the son of that countryman Marquis Romero..."

"It's been over since before he started. That's why it's so busy."

"Countryman, I don't know what to say about courtesy. I don't know if a monkey can stand shoulder to shoulder with us"

"You're hurting one stomach."

Oh, I'm telling you, I'm telling you.

Honestly, I think it would be easier for a guy to hit me like a goblin.

"Marco, no. Don't act like you're embarrassing your father."

"Hey, thanks."

"Ah, sister, the King Saki who took care of you before is here."

The presence of Marco naturally meant that there was also my sister Alice, and she peeled her white eyes the moment she had eyes with me. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"............... hey, wait! I didn't ask!

"They pissed me off."

"Kukukuku, I'm looking forward to seeing what happens when I piss off your son."

The nobles are grinning with Niyaniya about what they are mistaken for.

"Grandpa! Please prepare your clothes, because you can't do this!

"Oh, my God, sister, you're home."

"Sister, I admired the adventurer so much that I became an adventurer until I went to the academy, and I was so shocked that Alan ran away on my first request, but since Kaji helped me, I've been in a marshmallow state in my brain."

"What's that?"

A few minutes later, Alice returns feeling like a THE battle dress.

"Your sister, you're not used to makeup. You're half-assed."

"I'm still trying. Admit the effort."

I don't know what kind of effort you're making. I don't know the direction you're aiming for.

"Let me help you the other day where you are in danger...... thank you"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about it. Newcomers seem to have a high mortality rate, so if you're lucky or not, it's your strength."

"Ah...... thank you"

Alice is praised and dyes her cheeks all the time.

When Marco sits next to the left and Alice sits next to the right, the upset of the nobility around him increases.