The Peerless Kobold (WN)

After that moment, Azrite wakes up with the blunt pain she feels on the tip of her jaw and the alley wall on her back.

"Ugh... that hurts..."

"Are you okay, Master Azrite?"

He was handed a leather water bottle with words of care by a guard who knelt down and watched how things were going, and became conscious for a few minutes when he drank cold water out of the winter air.

"I thought the friendship thing was a good story..."

Graduating from the Royal School of Magic. As he assisted his father as administrator in the town of Heidenfill, the other person who was advised to marry his wife and stiffen herself was a red-haired girl, an old known companion.

Though his father's thoughts lie in his bloodline with the Vests, who keep the fast-growing Verheim from generation to generation, it is true that he himself always preferred Muriel, who laughed more curiously and pleasantly than a stranger's courtier.

(Sometimes when I was in college, my gaze was drawn to her, and I guess I had a thing for her.)

Fighting the hand-worked adventurer in the trials imposed on him at the time of his engagement, he now recognises a pale love heart because he was powerless and defeated, but inside of it another new thought lights up.

(Stop deluding yourself with a good gesture)

As a young quasidemonic mentor who had the opportunity to come into contact with the Witch of the Storm, Muriel involved a silver werewolf dog in the skin of a man in this commotion when Azrite, who originally had a thirst for pure strength and magical research, decided on a different path from his father's intentions...

While waiting for today's results in his own room at the Vest family mansion, he was concerned with the same behavior as usual to calm down his feelings and was reading a new book, Geographical Conditions and Mammalian Distribution, which was being supplemented by a study located at his parents' house.

She follows the fine letters written on parchment. She just separates, raising the face she was letting lean over and exhaling a light sigh.

(Ugh, it's a new book in the corner, but I can't concentrate.)

Catching wildlife that has been lost all over the city is difficult, and the tracker is a quasi-demonstrative mentor who can handle forest hounds and exploratory magic, and perhaps by the end of the day.

"I'm sure Archer will get you..."

When we met in the woods and then traveled to the settlement, the silver-haired cobolts who were hunting for prey and sourcing food at brilliant hands float in their brains.

But as she wandered through the woods and fields looking for animals to be studied, she knew the size of the element of luck and also considered the possibility of not necessarily being as backward as she wished.

(Uh-huh, there are a lot of uncertainties)

If I let my gaze swim with a glimmer of anxiety, the bookshelf between the walls would enter my sight, and when I stood at the table with the little difficult book at hand, I walked to the side and took my favorite "Song of Love Barking on the Moon" from the corner where I was compiling fairy tales and stories.

The contents of the book, which I read over and over again until I rubbed it off, are simple.

In the old days when the werewolves and the humans were in conflict, the story begins from a scene where the werewolf youth takes a deep toll in the battle to let their companions escape. After fleeing through the woods and reaching the riverside, fatigue and bleeding prevented him from moving, he meets a village girl with a bucket of water in her hand.

Though trying to be humanized and do it over, the girl spotted a young man whose consciousness had been disturbed by severe pain and who had a kemo ear at first sight as a werewolf, and perceived that the major injury was at the hands of the humans who would proceed with deforestation.

With some slight guilt and pity, the girl burns the care of the werewolf until she recovers while stealing her parents' eyes, and he also forgives his heart through a few days of contact.

The girl is also attracted to him for being rational and succeeding (probably), not beasts like the devil's brakes I heard rumors about... but the werewolves and villagers who have come looking for company find out about the relationship between them.

Although we manage to take on our own between the werewolves and the humans... neither side listened, and the girl was captured by the lord as a witch and sentenced to death by fire.

In a blind view without even being able to do anything about it, at the end of the day, a werewolf youth who gave up his companion's persuasion boarded the rescue alone and drank with the girl to the flames, even as he tried his best to break through the waiting guard army.

The people struck by the sight and the werewolves reconcile and decide to stop the feud and divide their dwellings.

Contents that...

(Wow, was this so horny?)

It's supposed to be for kids, but for some reason, the door to the room is knocked when you're blushing at the fact that the two of them had intense depictions on them.

Excuse me, ma'am.

"Yeah, go ahead"

In response to Muriel's voice, Natalie, who has been in the room in maid clothes, turns her gaze to "The Song of Love Barks at Moon Night," which she seeks.

"Oh, that's pretty horny, isn't it?"

"Ahhh."

It's actually a known story because the playwright who wrote it is famous.

"It seems that a play is being played in the Wang capital inspired by the Holy Beast of Selkram and ended up fisting down the guard soldiers and grabbing the village daughter. Besides, under the supervision of Mr. Grey, the steel sage, the killing squad is amazing..."

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If you are a silver-haired werewolf dog who did slaughter Valiant Queen, who falls under threat B, there is an atmosphere that is likely to break through without difficulty, even if the Lord's guard soldiers are trapping you and ambushing you.

(It's pretty much beyond Kobolt, isn't it, he...)

As she smiles that even her story village daughter is likely to lead her to a proper happy ending, the news was told that Archer has captured the little warcraft (Lesser Bankle) through Natalie, who cut out her original business.