This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

Even today I kneel before the buds of the Great Divine Tree and pray.

Silence ruled the diocese.

A week without the brave coco and the cleric apprentice Canon coming...

I wonder if the battle with Iceburn has grown the two of us, without dying. Under the same sky somewhere today, the brave and cleric apprenticeship combinations are hanging in there.

Meanwhile, speaking of Demon King Side - Stella's cookie making went well.

It didn't go well.

In the past week, I haven't had cookies yet.

What a shame, it was in the grill.

The first cookies Stella brought, when touched, became white ash, dissolved in the air and disappeared.

It was the other day that I was finally able to leave enough strength to lift with my hands.

It's also in front of the mouth, so it splashes apart.

I'm starting to understand how to cook! is the word of the Demon King.

Thanks to you, I may be able to eat some black cookies today.

"Ha... that's depressing"

When the words leaked, the buds of the Great Divine Tree sparkled as if to react to it.

"Okay."

With it, I'm going to gut pose small.

Stella, my sister's handmade charcoal extinguishing... I've never crossed the road with many handmade cookies.

But...

"Neither! Cho, it just sucks."

The voice echoing from the Great Divine Tree belonged to a girl who was unfamiliar with hearing it.

Gently open your gripping hand and hold your head gently.

"Again? You're an incompetent administration."

It's a misdelivery of souls.

Even though my life has just settled down because of it.

This time, please pick it up soon.

"Resurrection Magic"

Clerically casting a spell, the light overflowed (flooded) from the buds of the Great Divine Tree to shape the girl's appearance.

She is a girl with long limbs.

Wrap yourself in a flirty thin cloth...... no, the area wrapped is very small and skin exposure is more than the area of the fabric.

Though wearing a translucent veil like a feather coat, it could hardly be described as underwear.

Despite such outfits, the neck and hands and feet are accessorized with goldsmith accessories, and if you dance, please sparkle with each other.

There are two short knives on the hips, one pair from left to right. Something like a chirping swordsman (sword dancer).

"You're a rare dancer adventurer."

"Hmm? That? Who are you?"

Light brown eyes stared at me.

External honeyed hair to such an extent that it hung on her shoulders had a fluffy and mild impression that she had a bright chestnut hair color.

The good glossy blood color and the puffy sensation of Ruinan (Mizumizu) skin appeal to my vision even without touching it.

You must be strong enough to have a valley, even if you don't pull it over and raise it, not as good as a belial or acorn.

It's a dangerous outfit that runs between healthy and fancy.

I mean, what are you staring at?

"It's so beautiful, I can see it coming."

The dancer girl jumped me a throw kiss.

"Suddenly you're dictating or something, Ukeloo. Atashi is Lavina. Dancers? I feel like"

Why do these kinds of arrangements use questionable forms against themselves?

"My name is Seychlid, and I am a priest in this church. Let's just..."

Pinch the cough and I kept doing business.

"Oh, it's Lavina, the dancer. I'm sorry you're going to die. Now that we are resurrected to the God of Light, it is time to rise again and fulfill our mission."

"Yeah, mission or something. Just take it seriously. Hey, I don't know where we are, but aren't you a little handsome?

"Yes?"

"Atashi's mission? He's the one who gets the nice one, isn't he?

Even if you were asked to give your consent abruptly, I can only return it if I don't know it.

"Oh, really?"

The girl kept talking fun, even if she wasn't willing to fit in with me at all.

"So! I'm a dancer, but I'm just following Osama wheelie, right? Older people are going to lead the way. I'm going to have trouble because I'm going to look at you all sketchy."

Isn't that because you're dressed like that? And I was about to say that I had no ex or child.

"If that's what you're talking about, talk to me at the original church."

"What was the original church?

"Uh, you've been led souls by a church that's not where you're supposed to return. Normally, you will donate half of the money from your possession, but this is a mistake, so it is not necessary."

"Huh? I did it, Lucky! Was it Seiklid? Could it be a good guy?

Rocking chestnut hair, the girl turned to crease on the spot.

Thin cloths like outside honey creepy hair and feathers flutter to bloom in tandem with her movements. Spread your long arms and legs all over your body, and you'll be as gorgeous as you've blossomed.

"I'm only doing my duty as a priest,"

"Heh. Then you have to thank Atashi, too, right? Good. With a handsome priest. Yes, thank you for this... Chuh!

As if the wind were dancing, Lavina stepped and came to my present, pulling her puffy lips against my cheek.

I would have avoided it if I was willing to kill you... but the way I packed in time and carried my legs was too gorgeous for me to accept her thanks while I was standing on the bar...

At the same time, the front door of the church opened and the demon king appeared with black charcoal-like cookies in his hands all over the basket.

More so, where I was kissed.

"Shh, seiklidd!? Trying to get my hands on the new girl again!?

Lavina and Stella's gaze fits perfectly.

Behind it, the lady knight (Berial) hurriedly closed the door. It's a quick consideration not to let dancers witness the Demon King's Castle, which means the "status quo” was sealed in the Chamber of Secrets as well.

Two tigers are released into the church cathedral and my gaze is scattered across me.

Ravina tangled her arms around my neck like snakes, keeping her body close together.

The moist dancer's skin seems to suck, and a sweet, intense scent similar to honey tickles his nostrils.

"Hey Seiklid, that red-haired kid...... who?

"I'm Stella, a black demon mentor who lives in your neighborhood."

Stella's tail soars like a pin on the ceiling.

"Who's that?

"Atashi is Lavina. Seiklid...... yeah, just Seiklid's girlfriend?

"No, you're not. I just happened to resuscitate you."

Lavina shook her head wide left and right to my correction.

"No, I'm not! Love at first sight? Something sayin 'perfect, Grandpa! Is that it? Maybe Stella likes the say-perfect thing?

The Demon King made his knees tremble.

"Oh, no, that's not true!

"Nah. Bye, Seippi. You're free! He's perfect for you."

Lavina lifts her heels and cheeks on me.

"Ha...... Mr. Lavina. If you don't joke too much, you're gonna get burned."

"It's not a joke or anything. 'Cause now that you're dead and you're alive, you're looking good in front of me, right? Besides, it can't be normal to be resurrected in a different church by chance? This is destiny! I've been waiting for this kind of encounter ever since I was a kid!

The girl stares at my face as she snuggles.

"Hey! Seippi, you can marry him, he's perfect for you!

Don't be ridiculous.

"I refuse"

Stella smiled as soon as she got there.

"Pouxx! You're shaken, aren't you?

"I'm not shaken, and no! Sai Pi Pi Haz, right? I already kissed him, so Seipi feels like he's the one from Atashi?

Dog marking or something?

As she gently curled her index finger, Lavina gave a perfectly scented and stunning look.

Stella, on the other hand...

"Ya knew you were! Seiklid, no! Kid, why don't you give me a kiss?

Are there any women in this who can teach you the right knowledge?

No reply. I just can't seem to help it anymore.

I had nothing more to do with Belial's growth as an educator.

"Yikes! I might be able to have kids. Whatever!

Is Lavina willing to "know" or something?

Stella's face turned bright red to the tip of her ear.

It seemed best to forcibly repatriate (Tenmaho) to the King's Capital because it was cumbersome, but unless Lavina properly keeps a record of her journey memories in another church, if she dies, she'll end up back here.

Oh, how can this church be thrown in with all the problem children from next to next?