The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

A few days after our statue was finished...

Finally, the morning of departure arrived.

The destination is the Paradise and Perchta Church of the South Sea.

This is in front of the workshop in the village of Macaino.

Me, Spica, and Artemis are waiting for Lilith to arrive, surrounded by the maids of the drop-off.

"Well, what kind of carriage does Lilith have..."

My outfit is a slightly tedious, plain cloak.

There is a hole in the left and right of the cape from which you can get your arms out.

This time, we were supposed to break into Perchta under the guise of a merchant.

You think there's a hole in the merchant's cloak to get his arm out of it and do gold accounts and cashier work?

Savour the clear air of the village of Macaino in the refreshing morning sun.

The next battlefield is the South.

It would be an activity in a completely different climate than here.

Take a deep breath. Next to me,

"Ha, ha, ha..."

"Mm-hmm. Khuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Spica and Artemis are shouldering each other and supporting each other's bodies.

Anyway, my knees are cracked and I can't even stand alone.

You two are about to have a bright red face. My eyes are tron.

Go with me, the two clothes are merchant-style.

Long-length robe with concealed chest. Hat for putting your hair together.

He raises a type of wipe bag that the merchant uses to tie it to his belt.

The schedule of outings is adequate.

Outfit, of course, I have baggage for the long journey ready by the day before, and I have already divided some of my magic into statues of magical guidance clay, reducing my own magic to zero.

In addition, I just used Artemis' medication and completely cut off the magic that leaks out of my body. In addition, it also activates recognition inhibitory effects from non-demonic groups.

I glanced at the spikers.

"We're both going to... we're going to start a long journey, are we going to be okay with that?

I did it with words of advice.

But it's Spica's objection to flying in.

"Oh well...! Not because Juno peppers so much about us! If they lick me like that, whoever... Mm-hmm, ha...!

"Ugh... that's right, Master Juno. My pills, I can't believe... they pepper me to the back of my skin. Me, I just remembered... Mmm!

Artemis twists his body, hiccups, hiccups and shivers his spine. A memorable culmination is something clever to do.

That's right.

Until recently, we were crawling our tongues all over each other.

Things got better from the middle of the day, so I stuck around too much.

"I mean, why is Juno so flat?

"Right......" We and Lilith were so perplexed that we played a cloudy concerto seven times. "

I smile cool with distant eyes.

"When you release them so many times, strangely, you feel calm when you are a demon sage. They say that's how men's flesh is made."

"Heh!"

and when the spikas lay their voices of admiration.

"Everybody. ♪ Yahoo! ♪"

An adorable voice echoed on the premises of the workshop. Lilith's arrival. She sits at the carriage table and masterfully manipulates two horses.

"Ho ho. This is another exquisitely tedious carriage."

"Well, you don't look like a merchant when it's a very new carriage."

"Behind the rooms...... what's in the carriage that's connected?

In the meantime, the carriage stopped in front of us.

Jumping off your podium, Lilith (merchant clothing) lands in a strange pose with an inner crotch. When I wondered what it was, she was gushing her knees, too.

"Huh... So, gentlemen, Lilith and the others are set to be 'vegetable dealers'. I am carrying vegetables loaded on the carrier behind me from the Kingdom of Holy Artemis to the State of Perchta... If they interrogate me at the border, please answer me like this!

Vegetable sales? A slightly unexpected choice, but okay.

Looking at Spica, she seems convinced too.

In the meantime, only Artemis seems anxious.

"Mm... I don't really like vegetables. What shall we do, if the act is worn out..."

Artemis favorites are confectionery.

From day to day, he buys a lot of sweet sweets to see, and pulls them into his room.

As a result of eating and sleeping and falling asleep, the mumping around the waist is not stopped.

But Lilith can't pull out. Nico, pull Artemis' sleeve with his face,

"Fair enough. First, look at the carrier. ♪ So is Mr. Artemis. ♪ It's my favorite vegetable. ♪

"Yep...? I don't like vegetables..."

and after the two appearances disappeared across the carrier.

"Oh well, was that it! Nice vegetables!!

All of a sudden, Artemis' sweet voice sounded.

"What!?

"Weird voice now, Artemis, right?

I meet Spica face to face and the two of us run across the carriage.

Then there,

"Ahem, ahem! They're all fat and long, and they look familiar in size... and I'll be in trouble."

There was a figure of Artemis holding vegetables in both hands and boring.

Lilith next door is pleased.

"... hold the aubergines and carrots and shake." Former ”Goddess..."

"Shit, what is this assortment? I can feel the act."

The carrier was filled with guinea pigs with vegetables that Lilith had been sourcing.

Eggplant. Carrots. Cucumber. Sweet imo.

All of these are familiar polar sizes.

"It's Lilith. What if..."

Roughly when asked, she returned a full grin.

"Ha ♪ Why ~ I've chosen the Junior Master of the Demon King based on the Junior Master of the Demon King? ♪ It's the Demon King's carriage, so it's a kanji to sell what without selling this!

"How dare you have sized it so far......... hmm?

Looking beside you on the fence,

".................. Come on no"

Spica was making Sweet Imo crawl through her fingertips.

"... Spica. You too."

When I send my wet gaze, Spica turns bright red.

"Chi, chi, chi, chi, chi, chi! Just think it looks delicious!

"You got my groin?

"How could that happen, no! Ahhh... no, it's not... well, it's not! Heh, if you fluff it, it's delicious, isn't it, sweet imo!

Boil, fluff, or cook in stone. Sweet imo is also one of my favorites.

I see.

- They also love the sweet imo in their groin, just as I love their breasts.

Reiterating my honorable bond, I turned to my people.

"Let's go. My new territorial candidate - to the Paradise and Perchta Nation of the South China Sea!

"The Liliaheim Demonization Plan, even further forward!

Stick your fists up a lot, motivated Lilith.

"Ha! Light the foolishness of the South China Sea black with Master Juno's evil glory!

Artemis cheeks on aubergines and carrots.

"The world taken away by the goddess, because we take it back!

Spica grabbed the sweet imo looking important.

"Oooh!!!!

Each strikes heaven with his fist, renewing his determination.

With the applause and cheer of the maids, we enter the carriage.

The path is south.

The first gateway is entry into the Kingdom of the Holy Slave Gulveig!

- It's early, two days have passed since we left.

When we left the village of Macaino, we went south, south and even down the street through the forest road, which was built to our regret.

In the south of the Kingdom of Saint Artemis are numerous mountains.

On the first day, stay overnight at the Foothill Inn.

The next day I spent bypassing the mountains.

Located beyond those mountains is the Kingdom of the Holy Slave Gulveig.

The country is so vast as to separate the Kingdom of Holy Artemis from the State of Perchta that it must pass in order to enter the State of Perchta.

The Kingdom of the Holy Slave Gulveig, worshipping the Goddess of the Six Mans.

According to Lilith, due to the stated coexistence of the Holy Kingdom of Artemis with the Demonic Nation, immigration and exit screening is now very tight.

Especially as regards entry from the Kingdom of Saint Artemis….

By the time our carriage arrived near the border, the sun had already set.

The reception time for immigration screening was over, so the day was overnight in a nearby city.

They were to be placed in the judging line from the early morning of the following day.

- And now.

The weather is thin.

The air is dry instead, but the auras emitted by the people around them are surrounded by giddy precipitation.

"Hmm. Is this what the world calls traffic?"

I stretched a lot bigger in the carriage room.

Even though it is still early in the morning, a large number of carriages have arrived near the border, making the line completely immobile. I guess that's all the scrutiny I have in mind.

Faced out the window, I stared far ahead.

What's there is a huge wall.

A strong fence stands to keep the two countries apart.

Even if the Perchta dragon tribes broke out by a threesome, it would take days to destroy the array.

There are multiple gates at the foot of the fence, which is where entry and exit screening takes place.

First, he is examined for exit from the country on the side of the Kingdom of Saint Artemis.

And pass the barrier.

On the part of the Kingdom of Saint Slave Gulveig, he will be subject to immigration screening.

In other words, the walls are double structured.

Is there room between the walls for a whole small village?

They treat it as a blank zone, which is not the territory of either country.

The sun is approaching Jomtien...

When we finally arrived at the first wall, we passed the exit screening safely.

Well, the judges on the side of the Kingdom of Holy Artemis are on our side, naturally.

But now we have to go through immigration screening on the enemy side.

To do so, we need to wait and wait again.

Between walls and walls.

I breathe small into the traffic in the blank zone.

"... no matter how many gates there are, at this rate, when..."

and then.

Artemis' hand crawled around the inside of his thigh.

"Hmm, Master Juno. If you seem bored, should I be easy on you?

"Wait! Then I too......!

Spica just stuck a twitchy swell in my arm.

After all the notes in the seating order, Spica and Artemis settled into the form of pinching me.

Two exhales tickle my neck muscle.

"Come on, come on, Master Juno, take off your pants"

"I've let you out so much at the inn... if you don't mind."

It was just after Artemis and Spica put their hands on my pants.

"- Both of you, eh, no!

From your platform, a sharp voice flew in addition to your thoughts.

Lilith looks back at this one and makes an 'X' with her left and right fingers.

"Duh, what do you mean?

I thought it wasn't going to snow heavily out of time, such as when this kid said, 'Eh, no' - but she was right.

…………

Next to the wagon, an immigration examiner from an enemy country came through.

Inorganic iron mask on a pitch-black robe.

They walk like sewing a line of congested carriages, peering through a window into a room. If I find any suspicions in the room, I guess I'm going to get rid of them as soon as I can.

An iron masked examiner passes silently.

I see.

Though I said a blank zone, there seems to be a judge on the side of the Holy Slave Kingdom of Gulveig in the line of exit, and a judge on the side of the Holy Artemis Kingdom in the line of entry.

"... Phew. Thank you, Lilith. That's a great reaction."

"Thank you, Master Lilith.... and I'm sorry"

"I was a little careless...... I'm sorry, Lilith."

Artemis and Spica bow their heads.

I was willing to caress her, too, so I said, "I'm sorry, Lilith."

But the little fallen angel shook his head to the left and right,

"No. I'm sorry Lilith said it so strongly, too. But well, gamble a little. If the Demon King finds out, he'll have to use his attack magic to force him to break through."

…………

We shut up.

We must at all costs avoid developing into a battle involving the human race.

If the battle between demon kings and goddesses becomes a great war involving the human race, great sacrifices will be made to each other's peoples.

The heavenly realm is maintained by absorbing a little bit of the various forces from the human race, as Artemis had previously exploited the conscience and compassion of the human race.

Therefore, it is not advisable for the number of human beings to decrease.

That's the same thing with the demon world.

By collecting small amounts of magic like taxes from the people, we are activating a junction that covers the entire country.

That junction is a silo thing that reacts to harmful intentions from other countries.

It is an essential magic in thinking of national defense.

Demon King and Goddess.

Demon Realm and Heaven Realm.

For both sides, the people are a precious asset.

To avoid sacrificing it, it is inevitable that a structure is created whereby the vertices of the Divine Devil collide directly with each other.

- Time flies.

- Slowly the row moves on.

After noon, it's time for the belly bug to get loud......

"Next please. Is your application… a vegetable dealer"

An Iron Masked Immigration Examiner glances at the documents submitted by Lilith.

Our turn has finally come around.

The other side of the Iron Gate that closes the gate is already the Kingdom of the Holy Slave Gulveig.

If we can break through here, it will open the way to the Perkhitan nation.

"Okay, get off. … Hmm, four people, including you, are entering the country"

We were ordered, as a matter of course, to leave the carriage.

Upon being honest, the immigration examiner flies instructions to another iron mask surrounding him, "Come on, get an inspection right away".

"... Ladies, rest assured. Because every physical examiner here is a woman."

Before the immigration examiner's words were finished, two per person, the iron mask of the physical examiner, had been strained.

In the meantime, another iron mask flocked to the carriage,

"In the room, no suspicions"

"Ceilings and bottom surfaces, no suspicions"

"Wheel section, no suspicions"

I started checking for suspicions.

I see, if we put so much effort into this, it'll also be traffic.

Personal belongings and baggage carriers are also relentlessly fished.

"Baggage, no suspicions for all four"

"Cargo carriage, no suspicions"

"The load is vegetables. Eggplant, cucumber, carrot, sweet imo...... no abnormalities.... Thanksgiving"

...... hmm? Wasn't there an iron mask that just swallowed the saliva?

Were you hungry, or...

"His name is... Mr. Junon, isn't it? I'll start the physical examination with this. I'm not afraid, so please be nice to me."

"....................................................................................."

The inspector in charge of me is a pair with a height difference.

A woman with a high number of mouths is long and an oligarchy woman is about the same physique as Lilith.

'Junon' is my pseudonym.

Since there should be arrangements out there, in addition to the magic blockade and perception-inhibiting effects of the medication, Lilith also firmly forged individual passes for me.

By the way, the pseudonyms Spica, Lilith and Artemis are Picarin, Lilithu and Altintin respectively.

... it was Artemis who thought of my pseudonym.

Even while I'm ashamed of the name Junon, the physical examination goes on.

"Cloak and jacket, no suspicions.... Wow, my abs are amazing"

"Pants, no suspicions..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The inspectors looked at each other and nodded with Cochri. I have a bad feeling.

"Now, take all the top off. There may still be suspicions!... Juru"

"Take off your pants, too. Ha ha..."

How dare the inspectors rip off my cloak, jacket, and pants?

I don't even try to rub my yodale, say haha, or hide my sexual desires!

- But I'm patient here.

To Lilia, Im not even going to hui the operation here to accomplish the demonization plan.

I currently have a pair of underwear.

By the way, underwear is a stable boomerang type.

"What do you say...? My... if there's nothing suspicious about my body, it's time to let it through... and how can you let it through?

Suffering from unfamiliar salutations, I asked the two iron masks.

"No, not yet. Ooh, your arms and chest plate are exquisitely tedious......!

"... Thank you. This face, I... Honestly, type..."

But you two don't have ears to listen to.

If you realize it, the spikas will finish their physical exams and will be watching this one worryingly.

and then.

"Whoa, whoa! You're inspecting the good-looking men!

"It's sloppy. I want to test you too!

Oh, my God.

Even the iron masks who were inspecting the spikers began to gather around me.

I was surrounded by female inspectors and my complexion was sticky.

And they got there because...

"What is this groin swelling! Sung Sung...... hey, I have a suspicious smell!

"... Thank you. What? Here, what?

It is the last trump card protected by a thin cloth, a siege weapon in the groin.

Well, my groin is sweet indeed.

No matter how much the iron mask, the other person is a woman.

The black robe has a female body curve, and the hands that touch my body are softer than a fudge.

Besides, while surrounded like this, if they stare at my groin...

"Ah, I'm picky! It's getting kind of big..."

"This shouldn't be! We need to visualize the contents immediately!

But then.

"That's odd..."

Besides my thoughts, calmly, there was an iron mask that raised questions.

She stared at my face jeezy,

"Mr. Junon. Are you really a merchant?

I saw through the lies.

"Say what... Yes, say. I'm a clean vegetable dealer. I am a human being in the Kingdom of Holy Slave Gulveig… it is my goal in life to provide people with delicious vegetables"

"Really? Hmm?"

The iron mask nodded with a white attitude,

"For the merchant's sake, you're training your body too much. Your hands are too pretty, your hair is sarcastic, and your face is too beautiful. Besides, your lower body is too splendid... Aren't you really a prince of a desert country or something!? Ha, ha..."

"Prince..."

Too bad! I'm not a prince, I'm a demon king.

But I'm relieved. This one's on the same level as the other iron masks!

"Then let me show you the evidence. Me... I'm a real vegetable dealer."

I declare with confidence. I saw the winner.

The iron mask is slightly dull,

"Yes, fine. If we all start wanting to buy vegetables, I'll admit you're a real vegetable dealer!

I said as I looked at this face and groin alternately.

The spikas are anxious.

The gaze of curiosity of the iron masks.

While bathing them all together, I grabbed the sweet imo on the carrier.

"- All the vegetables here are the same size as the sweet imo in my groin!!

The iron masks shook their bodies together, viculently.

Again at the same time, pay attention to the vegetables loaded on the carrier, and...

"Sweet imo please! Three bottles...... no five!

"I'm an aubergine and a cumber! And three carrots for a souvenir!

"Don't push me a little! I'll have eight cucumbers! Fifteen sweet imos!!

Holy Slave Gulveig Kingdom.

The entrance gates to get there were transformed into immediate vegetable outlets.