The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

- I, Perchta, one of the Goddesses of the Six Mans.

A goddess worshipped in the land of Perchta, the faithful servant of the queen Venus.

I usually moff my favorite Warcraft and Divine Beast while the believers chirp me...

"Juno the Demon King, I can hardly move..."

From this time on, I have lived a life of mere jealous surveillance of far-sighted magic formations.

Stick with the cloud cushions and gobble the soft floor......

This is a simple sacred space.

Created with the glory and blessings of the Goddess of the Six Lights, this is a white-toned mockingjay room.

Over the Kingdom of Holy Artemis, far afloat.

"Huh..."

I woke up and sighed.

Fix wrinkles in white and black gothic & lolita dress.

It's a special delicacy that I let the craftsmen of the Perkhitan nation make, so I value it very much.

Then I repositioned the cape.

This one on his shoulder is made of the fur of a warcraft. It feels good to be moffing.

When the pet he had died, this is how he furrows and accessorizes it. This way, we can stay together forever.

Take a hand mirror to finish.

This is a dedication from royalty.

A superb national treasure, sprinkled with blue jewels picked in the Perchta.

"Hmm. Me... cute..."

I accidentally nibbled at the innocent and lollipop beauty in the mirror.

The Devil King's surveillance is so boring that sometimes I can't do it without looking at my pretty self and healing my heart.

- I live a long time, and still keep my appearance nine years old.

"Because a lady's platter is a piece of shit. When I'm over ten, I'm already an aunt..."

Watch the magic formation chill out on the side as you get your long hair to the floor.

I knew there was no movement.

One country in the Kingdom of Saint Artemis is reflected in the magic formation. But something like the village of Macaino. It is a village where Juno the Demon King is based.

"Uh-huh... I thought they were coming for revenge soon..."

The other day, he raided the king's capital of the kingdom of Saint Artemis with my dragons. I was supposed to be able to win at my leisure, but the result is a worn out loss.

The opponent is an evil, nasty, toned and doya face creepy demon king. I thought we should take some action to avenge the Perchta nation - but...

The demon kings' magic reaction just rolls through the village of Macaino.

How much far-sighted magic do you realize that doesn't make it this far...

"Nah, that's weird..."

"- What's odd?

Second, I heard a voice from behind.

It's a slightly stiff tone with a loud personality.

"Hmm? Welcome back. No, I just thought. Come on."

I circled my neck and laid eyes on my companions who had returned to the sacred space.

"What did you think...? You care. Let me hear it."

Her name is Gulveig.

One of the same six-mang goddesses as me, worshipped in the Kingdom of the Holy Slave Gulveig, which extends between the Kingdom of Saint Artemis and the Perchta.

Converting the appearance to a human race, about in the early twenties. It's my aunt.

But that's just a little enviable because the dark hair up to the waist is shiny like obsidian, and it smells soft and yummy.

Sleek long, bamban halench tits.

From the monastic clothes, which are short in length, the legs wrapped in garter belts are stretched out.

She has square glasses on her slit, tight eyes... well, she is also a convincing beauty to be absolutely worshipped in her own country. It's my aunt, though.

"Mr. Perchta, did the demon kings make any moves?

Gulveig sat down next to me.

It would be nice to lay my cushion on my butt, but I'm concerned about the appearance of flickering because of it.

I offer my palm,

"Than that, sweets...... you bought them? Cute and delicious ones."

I stare at Gruveig jeezily.

She bit her "gut" in the back teeth.

"Totally. How could I be your user etc...!

"I can't help it because I'm taking turns watching you. Me too, Gulveig's use... even though I've done it right"

"If I asked for a good drink for my beauty, how dare you say that to me when you bought me a nasty book!

"Duh duh. You'll get more twitches when you get angry... Auntie"

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"... I'm nine years old"

"The bottom one is just nine, right?!?

Blue bark on your forehead, gang barking aunt goddess.

And I carried it away, and began to fish with Gasagoso the sack which my aunt had brought. Cute and delicious treats...... somewhere?

But there was no shadow or form of cute, delicious treats.

"Confectionery...... no"

"No, no, you do! Gruveig Manju, the fine-tuned name confection of the Holy Slave Kingdom of Gruveig!

Gulveig took the square box out of the bag.

The box is definitely packed with mandarins. But I can't believe a gray mandarin without any decorations... Not included in confectionery by my standards.

"… Gruveig, too tight the people. Because of that, I can't even make cute, delicious treats..."

"Hmm, an extra favor"

Gulveig arms in dissatisfaction.

"You don't need floating treats or anything like that in a fully controlled country I would ideally like. Besides, I'm not tightening up the whole nation, because I'm just thoroughly interrogating a heretic human race that doesn't obey me. It's heavenly punishment, heavenly punishment."

"I don't think Monsieur Monsieur is the job the Goddess should be doing..."

"So take extra care! In the first place, Mr. Perchta's country is too free. Bringing in tourists for a costume parade or selling mundane swimsuits......!

"... I don't want my aunt wearing mundane sketchy bread to tell me"

"Ko, this is battle underwear! Sure, it's sketchy, but it's not mundane!

"... who do you compete with when you are a virgin who has never had a lover?

When I say Boso back, it seems to have worked in addition to my thoughts.

Gulveig, who just held his chest down when he was poked in the pain, comes back to me as quickly as possible.

"Ko, I have no choice but to be a lover or a virgin here! The fact that no man has just shown up to match me in the past millennia! Besides, the same thing about your lover and virgin, isn't it, Perchta?!?

………… I don't know because I'm a child... "

"Oh, my God! You would be older than me!?

"Uh ♪ Uh ♪ I can't hear you, I can't hear you ♪"

And when I was wearing a gruveig,

- Bikung, bikung.

A slight change appeared in the far-sighted magic formation.

The multiple magic reactions displayed there trembled irregularly.

I've noticed this strange reaction for a long time. But I don't know what that means.

"Hmm, this move... what is it?

As I questioned, I looked at the magic formations of far-sightedness. Gruveig, take the manju and carry it to your mouth.

... Not as sweet, but not as bad as I thought. If I had it on the table, I might eat it. It tastes about right.

"This... is still..."

Gulveig is also staring at the magic formation. Keep your eyes closed, hands on your sharp jaws, and a reasonably intelligent side.

"Mr. Perchta"

And said Gruveig, who looks reasonably intelligent.

"- Your highest ona ban record...... how much is it?

... a line that really, really doesn't have a cakera of intelligence.

while I dongle from the bottom of my heart,

"Auntie... how much lust do you have to ask?

I watched Gulveig with the look of garbage.

But she eats down.

"Yes, no, I'm not interested in sticking! The reason for this magic reaction - I might be able to figure it out!

I was lost for a while,

"…… two days"

"I won. I'm two and a half days old."

If I answered honestly, Gulveig would have beaten me proud.

I press repentance to kill and ask.

"... so? This magical reaction called bikun bikun is how someone in Juno reacts when he reaches...?

"I just thought of it as one of the possibilities, because of the pace and number of reactions. It should be considered in conjunction with changes in mental status and possibilities derived from some kind of special behavior."

"Hum," Gulveig snorted.

"Well, seeing these reactions would be proof that the demon kings remain in the village of Macaino. If you use metastatic magic, you can sense it immediately, and you don't have to rush it yet."

Hmmm...... is that really true?

I twisted my neck and looked up at Gruveig's face.

"Weird enough, I thought it was just Soko. I think it's too long. Maybe the demon kings are really relaxing in the village, but it's possible they're working out some way to get the next operation started."

"... ho?

"In the first place, we also need to think about the case where that magic reaction is replacing the niceties. And... instead of using metastatic magic or something, it could be that you're traveling in a carriage, pretending to be a tourist or a trafficker."

Then I knew the target would be me.

In revenge for destroying the King's capital, we are most likely to target the Perkhitan nation.

But Gulveig smiled at this.

"You have to go through my Holy Slave Gulveig kingdom to get to the Perchta Nation. Border security is particularly tight, and we have good examiners. You'll catch anyone who's suspicious."

I can afford it, I can afford it. and Gulveig rocking his shoulders in small chops.

I took a deep sigh as I looked sideways at her.

... Well, it doesn't even start if you're worried. I have things to do with me, so let's leave this place to Gruveig for a while.

"This year's costume parade...... will you be joining us for all three days?... It's hard."

Approaching six months later, St. Perchta's Festival.

It is not easy to keep the faith of the people.