Quorre was suddenly summoned to Buel, where he was ordered to cage the solitude of the man Aradia had brought, rewrite his memory and explore and create the means to stop Aradia.

Quorre, who specializes in the memory manipulation of others, does not always read out memories. Strong enough, you can see it when you tamper with or erase your memories. I can say that Klenai is more apt to say so than I am. Traditionally, however, it may be said that the Demons drowned in their excess power, and that as one person, they were not even interested in memory manipulation, readout, etc.

In that regard, too, Clenai, Quorre and, no, most of the members elected to this SS are glad to visit Largo from the bottom of their hearts for not seeing the day at all so far. So I can say that there is never as much obstruction as dealing with a somewhat indifferent, ugly human counterpart. No, flirting with such a reckless human being and letting the hostile forces - now the Aradian faction - dance on their own merits seems more pleasant than bleeding enemy soldiers on the battlefield.

But to cage in is something that requires some easy trigger for contact, but not everyone who seems to be a soldier brought in by a witch will try to come out locked in a room. Wouldn't you like a woman from here, etc., and when I was old enough - - I've only just grown up as a woman - some girl enters the room because, rather than being uncomfortable, if the other person isn't the one asking, they're going to deceive me and call a guard. In Quole's yearly outfit in the first place, it's too young to sell women. I have to be able to work where I said that only after the adult age of a man two to three years older, but the personal difference in a person's age of appearance is huge, and if he is a solid kingdom-approved whorehouse, he is supposed to be able to work by doing age checks from church registration. However, it is said that it is common for most young people to start working deceptively in absurd places, and most supervisory authorities also take a big look at it.

This kind of knowledge was conveyed as systematically summarized information on what Buell had gathered from various routes since the first time he had done this kind of work, meaning it was unnatural to know. When I started in this inn and used my special abilities to erase the memories of a colored man named Momohade at Largo's behest, I also provided a lot of information from memories that I read out extra at the center of my interest.

(Kulenai is now quite far away from South Harun, thanks to the successful tracking of the user demons who were coming to Ayasino.

So it shouldn't be that easy to come home. In any case, I have no choice but to screw around. This is the mission given to Quorre.

For this day, Ronald's guidance evolved his technique so that he could freely alter human memory.

If you do this brilliantly, you can help Ronowell the Great Wise, and thus help Rago's aspiring demonic companions achieve a better world to live in.

So Quorre must first measure contact with the target, no matter what hand he uses. The man's name is Soldier Hiakint. Yes, Hayami discovered from among the men Aradia brought, once a Lovelin kidnapping, an aihei soldier who stubbornly worked mischief on Mitsu's tits.

(No, was it Mitsu who made that man care?

But there's no way that a hard-hearted mite, who is also everyone's grandmother, would do the trick of playing tricks on herself. Without a doubt, the man's lust was too strong.

─ ─ As a matter of fact, that evening, when Aladia, temporarily thought to stop confirming the coffee shop, suddenly disappeared from the Wang Dynasty, she wondered if she had given up, but after some time, Aladia, who had returned to the Buel Inn again, had brought four men. Hayami, the SS who welcomed it with Buel, flew a wipline to his people.

"Hey guys... This man, don't you remember anyone?

So it was said, and the clairvoyance of all who were scattered in the king's city concentrated on one man. In response, Naoko found a piece of footage from a regular report with images sent from all over the place.

"I remember this man. It was in Mitsu's report, Sketchy Man!

I reported that to Buell, and soon the bones of Aladia's stopping operation came together.

It is a mystery about letting something called Soldier Shockeye have a sense of duty to help her husband, such as benevolence or service that may be in a relationship between a superior and a subordinate of something called a human being, to orchestrate a project to help a soldier executive who is announced to be sent to the King's Capital.

The information that some of its sending prisoners were human beings close to alleged Three Top Orc executives, notably Captain Notarin, was also already contacted, along with policies such as' the group will not rescue them until they have committed the danger because they are useless' via Natsumi, who caged the chai mask.

The Hiakints, once captured in Bokovo and forced to live caves in pieces by a chai mask, will also have been fully understood. Don't participate in terrorist activities on an equal footing, it seemed to be a clerical soldier driven out by the assassination of His Highness the Amphitheatre, but it did not extend to rescue because as soon as the flag color deteriorated it seemed repugnant to raise hands and take prisoner or offer overall command.

(All the time passes even when I'm thinking about it, I need to take action before Hiakint manages to fall asleep.

Quorre asked Hatsuna, a former residual group, to fly to the kitchen of the coffee shop where she was supposed to be running and closing, and bring her something that was likely to be a night meal, such as leftovers. If you look at it, it would be a waste of sweets to feed Suhei Soldier, who has fallen out of cave life.

"This?"

"It was the only way. Unlike when we were doing it, it was so beautiful. I seem to be making and putting these aside, and there were a lot of them.

Except for good blood like Lago's, I've never seen food that looks so good. No, I have certainly heard that some of the things Krasabi was making at Demon King Castle, guided by humans, seemed to taste like this in the food that the human species of the concubine of Demon King Galenos liked.

It is merely speculation as to whether it is in itself - or of a similar lineage - but I could say with certainty that its deliciousness must undoubtedly be of an equivalent level, as Quorre imagines.

But if we eat this ourselves, the road to the target closes. In no way did Quorre put it on the basin and knocked the door of Hiaquint's room, careful not to sound in the room around him.

"Am I? Who?

"I'm sorry, I came with dinner.

Hiakint, who was lying in bed, stopped with a single elbow and only his upper body waking up to see Quorre, about to whistle.

I can imagine that being crazy about mites doesn't mean you basically hate beauties with hiakints in place. Quorre's apparent age is almost like crossing a woman's adult that makes no difference from Millin, but I'm confident that even a crude lunatic has an attraction that a human man can't leave alone, as he demonstrated when he dressed up as a florist in Bokovo against Unitota and others.

Moreover, because of this project, I had been specially enriched with magical water and enriched with magic, and the changed style of today was such a quorum that it seemed cold in the winter that I had decided with exposed fancy outfits, such as those worn by decorative windows when a merchant made a guest offer.