The Demon King’s Daughter is the World’s Strongest but a Shut-In! ~Shut Herself in an Abandoned Church to be Revered as the Goddess~

There was a connection that was sealing Muriel's power.

Magic flows from the direction of Viscount Cunningham's territory into that junction.

This was certain.

But neither kingdom nor magic is visible.

I can just feel Iris and Eclipse.

It doesn't prove anything.

Therefore, it is necessary to obtain material evidence and confession of the culprit.

So the Iris were to go to Viscount Cunningham territory again.

Now we don't make snowmen, so we don't have to roll snowballs.

That's fine if we all ride on the back of the dragon.

"" Saying-hagu. Ghan-jin-pong!

As a result of Junken, the dragon parent and son, it was decided that Marion would be the vehicle to Viscount Cunningham's territory.

"Mmm...... I think it would be better if your mother had a wider back"

Marion whimpers bumps.

"That's not good. Because I'll give you the Giga Inferno Flame. It's warm even if it snows."

Iris deceives Marion.

"Well, yes..."

Yeah, but he seems unhappy at the same time.

I wonder what I hate so much.

"Hehe. Did Marion want to play with Iris while he was still in human form?

"Well, that's not what I'm saying............!

"Really? Well, it was decided in the junket, so I can't help it. Your mother will take your place on the way home, so keep up the good work."

"Okay..."

Marion becomes a dragon form outside the village.

The inhabitants of Baron Silverlight are no longer attracted to sight by the dragon.

Getting used to it is horrible.

There was only one person who was surprised with his eyes rounded.

It is Katie, the heretical inquisitor.

"Dragon! Was Marion a Dragon!?"

"Is that it? Didn't you ever look like this in front of Katie?

Marion says with a big mouth.

"There isn't! So you have a tuna or tail on the street. I thought it was a decoration."

"Pfft. It's not a decoration. Ghaaah!

Marion exhaled flames into the sky.

"Oh, they look great!

Katie is thrilled.

Dragonmaniacs may be better suited than heretical inquisitors.

Although it is unclear whether dragonmania will become a profession.

"Don't play, get on quickly. Find out if the one who sealed the power of the concubine is really in Viscount Cunningham's territory!

Muriel circled behind Marion and tried to twist from his tail.

But even though it's easy to grasp with how much urchin it is, the dragon's body is big, and it's unstable because it's a creature.

"of, bye! Marion, don't flirt!

"No, don't tell me."

Marion said back.

Iris had no choice but to fly through the sky, grabbing Muriel's neck and carrying him to Marion's back, where he got stuck about the middle of his tail.

And Cheryl tells Punigami that Katie is being transported to Eclipse to climb.

It should be noted that Jessica, a dragon as well as Marion, has climbed her daughter's body with skipping lightness because she is physically capable, even in human form.

"Come on, let's go!

"Yes, sir."

By Muriel's decree, Marion began to walk up the snowfield.

Even the dragon's stride would take over an hour to reach Viscount Cunningham's territory.

But when I fly away, people in town think I'm raiding me, so it's still easy to walk closer and become human form where appropriate.

So in their spare time, Iris decided to play cards on Marion's back.

"First the basics of cards. Let's play poker."

And, Cheryl suggested.

"Oh, me, I don't know the rules of poker."

"I don't know either."

Iris and Eclipse keep their mouths shut.

"I see...... then without an easy baba!

"I don't know that either………"

"Me too."

"Yeah......... then what would you know?

"... Actually, it can be my first time playing cards."

"Yeah, it's the first time I've seen it."

"Ama. Was it? So let's start with the rules."

In any case, neither Iris nor Eclipse have been born a year after.

Before that, it was a biological weapon that had just been manufactured in a capsule.

They taught me enough common sense to live my daily life before sending me out, but I don't know about boulders until the rules of Trump.

First we were to play by the rule of nervous breakdown.

Iris and Eclipse quickly understood because it was a simple rule to turn two cards lined up and the same numbers should be put together.

"Clairvoyant magic is forbidden with cards, not just nervous breakdown."

"Oh, my God."

If I do have clairvoyance or something, I won't be able to make it as a game.

So I decided to turn the cards on my memory alone.

Unsurprisingly, Katie was the one who controlled the nervous breakdown.

"Hehe. I'm confident in my memory."

"It was amazing how you put the numbers together one after the other. Let's make it a more lucky rule next time. If it wasn't for Baba, Iris and Eclipse would be able to do it."

"Alas, could it be a hit on me to unplug Baba?

Jessica stares at Muriel laughing "Ugh".

That's not what I'm going to do! Even a concubine was born 300 years ago. Jessica's the same age. "

"If you ask me, you would have. He seemed a little nervous because he was full of young kids around. Muriel, let's get along."

"Friendly."

Jessica and Muriel lean shoulder to shoulder.

If you ask me, they were the same age.

Muriel was too childish for Iris to have noticed before.

"Ugh..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I hear Marion resenting me.

Pathetic.

Poor thing, but there's nothing Iris and the others can do about it.

Come on. I just had to unplug Baba, sending Yale in my mind to work hard.

"Cheryl, it's easy to tell because it'll be right on your face."

Eclipse points out as he pulls one off Cheryl's bill.

"Is that so easy to understand………?

"Yeah, more than clairvoyant magic."

"I don't know..."

Cheryl drops her shoulder.

"If you do it a hundred times, Cheryl's going to be at the bottom a hundred times."

"Until Master Iris...... then, let's do it by a rule other than Baba..."

"Then seven lines up."

That's how I played, and as I heard Marion's grudge, I saw the walls of Viscount Cunningham's territory.

"Marion. It's time to become a human form. Otherwise, the dragons will come to raid."

"Okay. All right, everybody, back off."

Just like when they climb, Iris and the others descend into the snowfield.

And with Marion, who has become a human form, he walks to the castle gate of Viscount Cunningham.

"Goodbye. I'm from the Baron Silverlight neighborhood. I want you to let me through."

The gatekeepers remembered Muriel's face, so they could pass by facepath.

Now we can investigate the whole town.

Nevertheless, Viscount Cunningham territory is a town, not a village.

About two thousand people seem to live there.

Even if I look into it, I don't know how long it will take me to do it depending on the allowance.

I didn't even have a clue, so I decided to go to church first.

If you tell Roche, the patron saint of this land, what's going on, he might help you.

That's why I talked to him.

"- I see. Muriel's got a seal, and you mean magic is pouring out of this town for the ritual?"

"Is that so?"

"But I don't get it, do I?

"I'm not suspicious of Rosh. But if it were to seal the power of God, it would be impossible for most magicians. So look for a magician who isn't."

"… Are you sure that the source of the magic is this town?

"According to my detective witchcraft, yes. Well, I mean this town, or the exact place where it is... there's nothing else around here."

Iris answers Rosh's question.

"I can't ignore the magic of detecting the patron saint enough to turn the wilderness green..."

Rosh puts his hand on his chin and thinks.

Anyway, Rosh and Muriel are friends.

You don't want to think about it, like there's a killer in your town who seals the power of a friend.

But Iris is not lying. There is no reason for it.

"Even my reasoning makes this town suspicious!

and Katie says confidently.

Then Rosh glanced at her with a gibberish.

"Heh... I didn't expect the heretic inquisitor to suspect that this town has become famous too. Am I certified as an evil god?

"Yes, no... never something like that... it's just that I have an apple, something about an apple two hundred years ago!

The patron saints of Baron Silverlight's territory are all swallowing, but Roche is not.

He is such a patron saint with proper protection.

Katie, stared at by such a rosh, shudders and shouts something unintelligible.

"Apples?"

Rosh moved his eyebrows pickly.

"Yes, yes! Two hundred years ago, thanks to the desertion of Baron Silverlight's territory, this apple from Viscount Cunningham's territory regained its popularity, so I wonder if it would be here if there was a killer, what a deduction..."

To say such baseless reasoning to a patron saint is an act that requires a lot of courage.

Most of all, Katie doesn't have the guts to sit around, she just panics.

But Rosh didn't seem to be offended either, but rather thought about it with a serious face.

"Two hundred years ago, the apple… No, I actually thought it was weird too… But then the killer…"

Rosh begins to squirm alone.

Iris and the others don't know what to say, and we have no choice but to make it a pocan.

Only Katie is anxious to see if she is still in a bad mood for Rosh, and moves her hands with the mundane.

"Uh, you know, that. After all, my reasoning, it's weird, right? Because even though it was sealed two hundred years ago, I can't believe that magic is still flowing... beyond human life and ability. That's the only way I can do that..."

And so much so that Katie blocked her mouth when she realized she was saying something more rude than she had just said.

"Mr. Katie. You'd better apologize... then Master Roche won't even try to take it to life..."

Cheryl was whispering in Katie's ear with a small voice.

"Only life can save you. Come on………………"

Katie started grounding on the floor with half a cry.

Iris was often frightened that this would serve as a heretical interrogator, but since he wasn't there, no one might be teaming up and acting alone.

"Was it Katie? As you say, it's the only thing God can do to seal the power of God for two hundred years. And you from the Great Divine Order know that, right? Two hundred years ago, the patron saint of this land was not me. My father, Garsh."

"That's right...... that's right. The patron saint of earlier generations, Master Garsh, was born to God on this earth, but also to God in the heavenly world. It is a famous story in the Order because it is a very rare event!

"Yes, it is very rare for a god on earth to go to the heavenly world. That's how Garsh grew into a strong patron saint. I was proud to succeed such a father. But I don't even know how he grew up to be such a strong god. It's a strange story if you think about it. Until just before I went to Heavenly World, it should have been a force not so different from me now..."

Rosh spoke slowly, in a low voice.

Silence flows through the room.

I'm not talking about Rosh's father sealing Muriel.

Really, I just don't know how I got stronger.

But still.

I didn't think so.

"Wouldn't start thinking about it, would you? I think this kind of investigation is really important."

As usual, Jessica broke the silence with a slight voice.

"Mother. When you say authentic investigation, but you don't have a clue, where are you going to investigate?

"Oh, you have a clue."

Saying so, Jessica points to Muriel.

"Bye?

"We've come this far after the magic that flows into Muriel. We're close to the source of the outbreak, so if we do detective magic again, maybe we'll find out something more detailed than before? If we cut off the flow of magic, Muriel's power may be restored, even if he doesn't know who did it."

"Hmm, I see. Try something. Iris, do some detective magic again."

"Okay."

Maybe we'll know exactly where in this town is the source of magic.

If you go there, you'll have at least about a clue.

Hopeful observation, but worth trying more than there is hope.

"……… er, over there"

Iris, who once again used detective magic with his hands on Muriel's back, points in the direction he felt.

Then Rosh shrugged.

"Where the Lords' Hall is located."