Yukimo and the Fight - Ingredients The Devil Tribe Loses Himself to Differences

The rare cold-blooded beast, as His Royal Highness's pet, decided to be kept in a breeding shed.

(─ Exactly, sleep and wait for the fruit report.

Leaving the rare beast that continues to swing asleep, His Highness, who has finished the calculation, walks away from the spot.

Yuscario is then taken by the guard who was accompanying him to carry the rare beast that remains in raccoon sleep. And I think a few years younger than Her Highness, I saw Miss Crim-Hahnnan. Little as a sapphire twitching her eyes, she puts together a black shortcut of habitual hair, in a red hairband.

In addition, a beautiful warrior from his late twenties, Captain Margaretta, who appeared earlier, accompanies him to a breeding shed that is in the courtyard.

This one has a straight long platinum blonde with thin green eyes, white holy coat wrapped around the Virgin, but also a sword.

Due to the way the sun is, it looks like we've just gone around noon now. Still, the season seemed to show a solid winter, and from the diagonally shooting sunlight, the cold, rindy air strained the garden, although it felt faint warmth.

Captain Margaretta explains to Yuscario as he moves forward. Looks like they already knew each other.

"Yuscario, from now on, a guard at the entrance to the courtyard will be escorted.

As I knew from Ms Riml's story, I guess it means that slave ascendants like Yuscario are not a good place to come alone.

"Probably just a few times, until I get to know the guard on duty.

Carefully, it is the Countess who is said to be Klim who speaks only slightly.

With this in mind, as a female captain and a titled Margaretta, I find it somewhat difficult to agree that we can enter the courtyard, which is a sanctuary, with a face pass rather than an aristocratic, slave identity difference.

Miss Klim is a high ranking among the nobles, the Duke's Lady, so she works in the royal castle to foil like an apprentice of demeanor, and so on. That said, rather than because this job was the only one, the rare beast imagines that this young lady, like Her Royal Highness, has an unworthy taste for a girl of her age and has volunteered to hold this position.

That's the proof that this girl hasn't hidden any joy in the entry of such a creepy lizard.

(─ If so, is His Royal Highness the Princess, who will henceforth be his owner? Also in this royal castle, I don't know what number, but do I have the right to inherit the throne? No, you almost certainly will, because you can use the Duke's Lady.

Always, the common sense of rare beasts has something to keep an eye on. I mean, there's a surprise where I've remembered myself.

Enter a place called the courtyard and follow the path paved with cobblestones so that Miss Crim, Yuscario with a rare beast and Margaretta will monitor behind it.

Even though it's well maintained, if you can get away with a grass that's hard to find in a lot of trees, it'll be a hassle.

I think the rare beast must be pleased that I was born into a rare species - a rare animal - that I was temporarily about to be used as an ingredient on a celebrity route called the princess's pet.

"In the end, I couldn't get that collar off him. It's a shame. He said he still looked like a demonic slave and Master Kupertino was distressed.

Margaretta calls out from behind, glowing over Yuscario's shallow black neck, staring at the collar and freaking out. Then he turns a little face to Margaretta, a man who is not sure if he is lousy or eloquent - Yuscario answers.

"No, dear Margaretta, you have not only helped me, but you have also given me extra enthusiasm for all kinds of conveniences, such as working here, so I don't mind.

(-Yeah. -What happened to the demons who were trying to eat themselves first?

"It just seems like there's magic in it, so I was wondering...

Judging from the fact that something that had been abducted, like Yuscario, is protected here, it seems to be good to think that it was destroyed for now.

Nevertheless, food grudges are said to be horrible. As for the rare beast that seems to have gone one step up to their table, I only hope that the outrageous Demon King or something will be resurrected and not attacked.

(─ Since I've been so self-conscious, I can't believe the Demons dance and eat me.

"Lady Hahnnan, that's quite a fine building to say” cabin ”.

"You can be a crim about me.

His Highness the Millian Rune. To the opponent, Yuscario, who was doggy and poorly tongued alive when he did it, praises the cabin fluently if Miss Klim is the opponent.

Indeed, it is not a poor minister's cabin. I think it's fine architecture, but it's still a rooftop, whispering wizard's mansion, or a girl-favorite decoration, made to be reminiscent of a sweet house.

"Even if you enter this sanctuary, is it easy? After all, there seems to be no mistake in Master Kupertino's discernment that it does not belong to the devil.

Captain Margaretta glances at the rare beast. This Holy Knight has followed, without a doubt, as it combines further demonic checks.

Here's to mischief, too, if you open your big mouth and say 'gao' or something, you must be able to rust the name instantly. The rare beast who thought so decided to sleep even healthier.

"This child is blessed, isn't she, to St. Joseph?

From the course of the story, he seemed to be the same person as Kupertino and St. Joseph. I mean to myself, it seems that a saint named St. Joseph-Kupertino has already done what is the only appraisal. You may see this Margaretta and others as priests who went to demonic exorcism.

(─ From the ingredients, you mean one of the people who played a part in riding the princess's pet course? Remember, I'll even lick you in the face one day. Reptiles, no - I hope it was a cold-blooded beast or not hating it.

"I, too, would not have been able to recommend it to His Highness the Millian Rune just because of my intuition. I said," and then whispered a little darkly, "No matter how much in the matter of Alessandro, in order to save His Highness, who has fallen to the bottom of his disappointment..."

The voice never reached anyone's ear except the rare beast that was focused on Margaretta's expression.

Entering the ”cabin," the hallway is lined with dark rooms that cut off light to the right, and bright rooms that are lit to the left. There seems to be some doors in a room of natural darkness, with this hallway and a vertical hallway running in the penetration, facing that hallway and not aggressively capturing the outside light.

All rooms are fitted with double lattice doors, not wooden doors, covering the entire area. To enter each room, the mechanism was to open the coarse lattice door on the hallway side in front, close it, and then open the inner fine lattice door towards the room.

Inside each room there are a variety of cold-blooded beasts, such as those that are left unattended or even caged in them, which are perceptible to the rare beast, even with both eyes closed. All seem relatively small, up to the size of a rare beast.

"In the meantime, there's an empty room next to the poking room. I have a sturdy cage there for you.

(─ As per previous reputation, is it cage life? Dangerous Animals Caution? I don't know what else to do until the rettel comes off.

"Then Yuscario, I want you to wake it up and let me drink this water.

After entering the room and being caged, Margaretta puts the water in the silver watering, still in the silver plates that were prepared. They are almost certainly made of silver together.

"Ha, yes..."

(─ That? Yuscario's tooth cut got worse. Can't I talk about myself? Something about me makes me feel doggy.

"What's up? Yuscario. Are you scared?

His Royal Highness told me earlier, "I was bitten instead," and so on. Probably passed it on from Ms Riml.

(─ I won't bite. You're a benefactor, too.

The rare beast, reluctant to find out about the raccoon sleeping, waits for Yuscario to wake him up, purposefully repairs the feeling of falling asleep, and pretends to be a whiff, glancing at the human face around him.

Miss Crim saw her as an elegant, cheerful, cute lady, as she had expected or even felt with her eyes closed. When it comes to the lady, dressing is simple because she is the clerk in this cabin. Still, don't stand with qualities similar to made-up clothes, they're not the kind of work subjects that take care of animals. Now newbies - I just came to lay myself down in the cabin, and maybe that's not the time for work.

Standing in the presence of Margaretta is like a priestly garment with gold thread embellishments in pure white, but she is always the Virgin. She's quite beautiful and has a good posture on top of her tall, so that's the only high point. Moreover, it is as if it is visible that it brings together the divine aura strongly.

Plus, I feel a warm fluctuation that we're both somewhat fond of ourselves. I felt it was a stunt prepared for a cold-blooded beast, just as I could see around even with my eyes closed, not a assumption.

(─ Hey, wait a minute. Isn't that an incredibly frightening face of Yuscario? Normally, it would be my job here to push them to the water. Yuscario...)

No, Yuscario doesn't seem scared of rare beasts. From among these three, the atmosphere of greatest favor can be felt.

Apparently, when you gaze at it, that's how it works. Even if the gaze doesn't match, I know if it's disgusting or favorable, but the ability to know exactly how much, as if I could see a meter needle when the gaze matches, seems to be ready for me.

(─ Maybe Yuscario is afraid of drinking water?

The rare beast should not have felt that way.

"Look, look, it's water," Yuscario, who tried to put the dish in the cage while it was good, seems to have put too much effort into his hand moving the dish on the desk, slipping his hand and spilling it outside the cage. And the unusual beast rushed to the entrance of the cage, which was open, and leapt against it, and put his neck out of the cage, and covered it with zero water.

More like a light-hearted body besides thoughts than Yuscario's assessment, not the expected, shrugged feeling of crawling like a snake. "Ah-.

Yuscario is shocked and raising his voice.

(─ No, isn't that a strange time? I know if I spilled it and said, "Eh," but it's like I drank it badly.

At the moment I thought, very much swallowed water plunged into my throat.

(─ Hot! This isn't water, it's booze. Moreover, it is quite similar to what is described as tight, foamy or white liquor "all over" or vodka. ─ Mmm, I know just ”awamori," ”paichu," ”vodka," and other things like grappa and tequila.

No, now it's more a matter of what to do with this throat-burning liquor than of questioning your sarcastic knowledge, the rare beast changes his mind.

But my stomach says it tastes good when I get used to it.

(─ Sounds like I'll be up to my stomach, but let's lick some more.

Take the water spilled on your desk with a long tongue. I don't think I'm going to get drunk to this extent, and now I'm in the mood, so that sounds good. I think alcohol is a liquid that penetrates the body of a creature, not water or oil. It is a liquid that fits very well, so to speak, the expression stained across the five organs.

"You seemed thirsty.

"Yes. Ugh, because I was born and I haven't spoken of anything.

(- Oh, yeah. I was just born, was booze a good idea? But it's still troublesome for a toothless yuscario. I see, were you resistant to giving alcohol to newborns, albeit beasts? If so, you'd better stop around here.

The rare beast thinks so, returns to where he was, dressed as he has always been, and rests round.

"You're going to sleep again. Cute, it's like a real dragon.

"Dragons have extremely long lifespans and I hope they sleep well. But true dragons are not so cute.

Margaretta says with a little confidence. Even so, I haven't been paying attention to rare beasts for a long time. Speaking of which, I do recall him saying that he actually watched the dragon or something. Maybe it's also a bad memory.

(-No, I think it's because of this collar, but I'm somehow powerless. Well, I also have trouble staying healthy in this cage, so I'm just fine.

"Then from now on, along with taking care of this child, please do me a favor and say hello about what's in this cabin.

"No, you can't be playing with me either. Cleaning and water change will be done as always, so if you remember all the yuscarios, we'll split them up.

"I'm afraid, Master Crim, thank you for your guidance. Since I am originally a cook, I am especially at your disposal for bait.

"Yes, it looks like Lord Riml was lying in and Lord Godfroy was treading on the estate." Let me ask you on the way home, can't you put it on Yuscario's monster dish? ".

"Well, that meant you could hire me in the first place if you wanted to, so... of course, if you have any ingredients, please let me know at any time.

Yuscario, whose conversation was undone, now also thanked Miss Crim and Captain Margaretta for his servants.

Shortly afterwards, Captain Margaretta leaves the cabin, and Yuscario meets to get an explanation of the inside of the cabin from Miss Crim, or in time or alternation to work with her, and disappears from the cabin. After a while, the unnamed rare beast was sleeping again.

When the sun came up, Yuscario came once he had left the cabin.

Alone, in a rare beast's room, he mounts a small bill in front of a lattice door. Until outside, there are signs that the guards are coming, but there is no particular appearance of asking inside or paying attention. It would mean a formal escort.

"We've decided on your name. I have kept a name tag from Your Highness.

From the time I came here with you at noon, Yuscario, dressed in a much more splendid work outfit, speaks to the rare beast in a language that also seems to be a tribute. Does it mean that the princess's pet is better than the lower work?

If it was just Yuscario, I woke up realizing my voice and pretending that I wanted to communicate as much as I could.

Bring in the silver and other gold rings - maybe to make a new collar - and come into the room. I decided to open the entrance to the cage and try to create an atmosphere of "gnarly, gobbly" with lizards, tangled to represent my affection for the left arm of the euscario that had been stretched out.

On the collar of gold, the name is written in a letter you have never seen. I can't possibly read a rare beast I've never learned to write, but there's a flicker in my head when it's the letter "Largo” as I stare. No, it looked like the letters had changed to their readable form -, the form of known letters - to meet the will of a rare beast who wanted to read it.

Obviously, it says' Largo 'in the letters I see.

"Lago?

"What?" Shit, I talked. "Can you speak or can you read"

"La."

Let's go through with this. I mean, the ringing happened to sound just like the name. That would be fine.

"Ah... is that the sound of Largo, I'm surprised though it happens.

(─ If I can talk, I might go to a spectacle shed. But actually, I feel like I can talk.

"Even if you can talk, that's obvious.

(- Oh, really? No, that would be bad. I don't want them to say demons or anything if possible, and I want you to give me a break about the spectacle shed. Because I want to end my life in peace with the princess's pet if possible.

But I guess Yuscario knows something. I want to ask ahead, but I don't know what to do.

"Ra?" The rare beast named Largo, with his neck hanging, what? In the wind, I tried to make the cutest, ringing offense I could.

"I can't be sure if you understand what I'm saying, but your mother asked me to greet you.

(─ Holy shit! You're talking about the secrets of your birth.

Largo himself, I want information. In the meantime, I'll slice my face, on Yuscario's left arm.

"At that time, when the Demon King told me to” eat it, "I really wondered what I should do, but by chance that happened, and the Demon King's Castle collapsed. I have been protected here with my slaves, and I have been fortunate enough to take you out. His Royal Highness Milian Rune of the Kingdom knew that there was also a collection habit of cold-blooded species competing for one or two in the country, so he plotted to keep you in the eye of Margaretta, the Kingsguard, on his way back here. As you can see, I was able to put you under the asylum of His Highness the Millian Rune..."

Yuscario's words mean.

(─ I was the demon king, that angry one...)

'Such a thing' would mean a demon king raid, or annihilation, by Margaretta and the others.

"Raah??

I try to ring it with such a loud voice as to prompt. I think I followed the board gradually.

"Even though it sank deep at the bottom of the ocean, I regretted that it might have been better to stay there. I didn't know there was such a thing as a" stepping picture. "No, no, I don't want you to. Spare me the demons who perished once they were born and the algae scraps of the sea. But... Largo also knew the phrase" tread painting ”. The word 'tread painting', which shows how to interrogate pagans. It is a knowledge that I know for some reason, not knowing if it is used in this world. It's a yuscario that shares such knowledge, but Largo doesn't realize the discomfort, now." Were you okay? Drink the holy water of the Ganima Springs, which is to burn itself to the ground for the Demons.

Suddenly there was a surprise cumming out of Yuscario, not to be missed asking.

(- What, are you actually a demon?

Largo darkened in front of himself.