Magic Gems Gourmet

68 Tyrannical Nobility?

"I'm satisfied."

The station at Ist night had impressive temperatures and clear night skies that made my breath whiter.

It had only been a short day since Oz told me about the Red Fox, but Katima had decided to return to the King's Capital.

Rent Dill to escort him as planned, and Ain and I will be breaking up one foot away.

Katima stayed for a few days but even after breaking up with Oz yesterday she rolled out to town with Dill for a long time and heard she bought and toured a variety of things. Even for a short time, Katima was very pleased with the journey.

And by Katima and Dill, the sisters of Burra and May also refrain.

"Let's go. Come on, follow me!

With meatballs, Katima beats often and on the hips of Bhara. After returning to the Inn yesterday, Ain and the others revealed their identity. When she heard that, Burra relieved herself in an instant and took about half an hour to regain her mind. My sister May didn't seem to know what it was, she was just sitting Nico on Ain's lap...

"Ka, Master Katima, I know! I know, so don't slap me so hard!

Has it gotten interesting on the way, or is it beating Burra faster often? I don't think it hurts, but its apparent roughness increases in proportion to speed.

"So... then Dear Ein. Allow me to return to the King's Capital first."

"No, I'd rather leave Mr. Katima to me. I'm sorry, but be careful"

Dill with a bitter laugh, usually where I want to prioritize Ain, but it's only natural that Katima needs an escort as well.

And I'm convinced that Chris, who is more powerful than himself, will stay and escort Prince Ain.

"Brother, brother! I'll see you soon!?

"I can see you. So wait a minute, you'll get lots of good treats too."

"Really!?

Looks like I've got a sister, and I'm glad she's sweet, and Ain't spoiling May.

I guess it's best to be together before I bring myself, if it's true, but I can't help it this time.

"Excuse me, Your Highness... this is May! You can't!"

"Yes, because your brother is your brother..."

"Well, you just have to tell me a little bit. This is the one who made me suddenly change the environment, so there's no way I'm complaining."

I didn't mean to be polite or shitty, but I lift my head up well and apologize for Barra's appearance. It's just easy to understand what she's feeling sorry for.

—— We were together saying goodbye outside the station, but the time of departure was slowly approaching.

"Well, then, Ain. It's time to go... I'll do a lot of work for you, so don't worry."

"I asked you, Mr. Katima. All right, everybody, watch out!

In the course of this morning, Katimas' luggage has been loaded onto the royal train, so they head for the train with their bare hands. Although all Katima bought was eating space rather than the luggage she brought among them.

……

I waved quietly, dill to Katima...... and dropped off Bhara and May. As they became invisible, they exhaled deeply, and the breath of that ein stained white in an instant.

"Because it will be cold. Shall we go back to the inn?

Chris, who dropped him off as well, suggests going back to the inn. Even if I'm just stopping here, my body gets cold.

"Shall we go then?... but do you think Burra and the others are okay?

"She's kind of got a liver on her feet. I've survived a tough environment called slums, so I think it's a heck of a lot to be tough on Warren and the others."

"Sure..."

Ain't never had such a tough life. When I was in Heim, I was treated quite disgusted, but still had a better life compared to the civilian population.

So I don't know what life was like in the slums where the Bharas lived. But given the environment I saw the other day, it would be natural to grow up successfully, that's understandable.

As soon as they arrive in the King's Capital, they will first meet with Warren and the royal palace intellectuals. I heard you're going to show some ability again. The magic of the treatment she has...... it is to be examined to that extent.

"You couldn't even slow down yesterday when you got back to the inn. Materials from Professor Oz… would you like to read today?

Chris, who was somewhat approachable to personal clothes. Long and beautiful blonde hair was not tied today either, and was sarcastically swept by the wind.

Ain't starting to understand her new side little by little. What I soon found out was that she was prone to change her attitude depending on her outfit.

I mean, if it's personal clothes, I feel soft on my expression and tricks. But is it no longer the only way to break with her humanity that there are so many opportunities to "soften" her up even if she tries to wear knightly clothes?

The words she had just uttered were also accompanied by tricks that she would not normally have thought of.

"... that? What is it, Master Ain?

Tons of tongues. She turned as she walked in a light rhythm. Back...... that trick I put my hands around my hips and turned around to make my body a lettering. Face lowered to peek Ain from the bottom, staring straight at Ain in the uppercut.

"Yes, no what... let's just go back to the inn for dinner! Yeah! I like that!

Style to her appearance, and earlier tricks to stop. The beauty who was right there was also seen as such, spreading her tail and running away.

But as Ein, I can't admit I was honest with you. From there I've already decided to delude myself with momentum.

"Huh? Hey, wait a minute, Master Ain!

Ain't started abruptly early enough. And Chris, who was left for a few steps, lined up next to Ain in a hurry.

"We need to hurry..."

Ain't looking sideways at Chris' face, who seems slightly dissatisfied. Chris looked like a jerk when he laughed when he pranked to deceive.

"I got the red fox or whatever it was for, so I don't know what else to do."

"... how about a tour of Wyburn flights, etc. that you were looking forward to? And then there's the demonic arena..."

"What demon arena!? What's that!?

"This is where test-bred demons fight. The researchers and nobles who own them compete with each other by putting out their proud demons. Would you like to go?

"Go! That sounds like a lot of fun!

If you add the age of your previous life, can't you say it's year-to-year?... but it seems pointless to think about the memories that have faded at last. Ever since I was born into this world, I've been trying to act like an adult and it just hasn't worked out somewhere.

Sometimes I honestly cry, sometimes I sweeten Olivia...... Ain't thought about it a while ago, but I've totally changed myself to "Ain't", so I decided to think about it.

"hehe...... shall we come when you have time in the schedule starting tomorrow"

... Even so, the fact is that Ain't a good kid who's grown up and out of hand. I never saw much joy in thinking about it either, as I do now. Olivia would have liked to see Ein like that too...... Chris, given that, was somehow immersed in a little superiority.

His lab had a grumpy nose. I've been in a good mood the past few days with all the fun.

"No, living long is something. Because it's so fun and interesting to meet."

He doesn't usually do it, but he pens around with his fingers. It's been like a habit of having some fun for a long time or following when you get a sense of accomplishment.

"Am I a traitor? Or... yeah. This is quite difficult, but wouldn't human society do the same? Fighting among people as well. This has always been, and still is, absolutely natural. That means humans are betrayed... there's no mistake in this either"

Crime, for example. Even if it's a small crime, there's no doubt that it was clearly damaged if you tried it from the other person. And there's no mistake in saying that what he's been doing lately has caused clear damage to his fellow countrymen.

"There is no great difference between those who have knowledge. Is it just an enemy or an ally...... or neutral? It will be these three points. But... if you look from the side that gets attacked, people in positions like neutrality are also like enemies. You can't help me at all. The more I think about it, the more fun it will be. But it must be more interesting than anything to stand on this ambiguous border... this is for sure"

The ambiguous boundary he makes into words is the perception of neutrality for him.

But is neutrality pacifism? The answer is not… but vice versa. It's not pacifism, that was his idea.

"I'm just not on either side, this is neutral...... so what is a third party? This is not neutral. Observers… something like an observer should be called a third party, for example, yes. Shouldn't a godlike being be called a third party!

He always starts thinking abruptly. Its contents are often twofold and triple, and many self-completions and problems are raised within each of them.

Honestly, there's something in his mind when he's on his own that I'm sure no other human will understand.

"Huh... right. It is times like this that we should rely on, that are spiritual… and not solid. Love... love! You should rely on love!

Don't.

He made a loud noise and hit his desk.

Take a leg to the case that is positioned on the wall in an exaggerated way as it is. As I approach there, my face becomes red and my heart rate gradually rises.

"I'll get you out now. Yikes! Come on...... come on in!

That's how he opened the door and took out a box containing the "love" he needed to rely on. Carry it carefully, the sofa in the center of the room. Take it to the table there.

"It still smells somewhere. And you can't keep your excitement down when you open it... come on, show yourself to me"

You should rely on love. That's what he said, but that's just an excuse. Just think about it on purpose to meet "love."

But for him, this farcical pretext mattered above all else. That's because it's the personality that's building him up, and it's also one of the key factors in it.

"Ah... ha... it's beautiful today. Beautiful light."

Gently and slowly start stroking what you take out. Lovely, more important to me than anything else. I stroke it like a lover.

Then I feel blood gathering into my lower body, the fever is just comfortable for him, too.

Stick your nose further to "it" and breathe heavily and smell it repeatedly.

"I'm excited... this is, yeah. It's like when I killed the female fox who was next to you, and then I bathed your blood all over your body! I'm so happy. Shh!

Recent encounters here have been a streak of excitement for him. That's enough to stand alongside something he's been through in the past.

"Ha... ha... Phew, I'm calm"

After a glimpse of it, he was finally satisfied.

The lit face, the heart rate, and the massive amount of blood gathered in the lower body appeared calm, and the tension that was exciting gradually dropped.

"Are you lucky you gave this...? My dear father."

Yes, quietly. "Oz" shrugged.

After whining, I kissed my father's demon stone a few times to lick it and finally put it back on the case.

It seems unfortunate, but I can't help it. I have to take care of it... so I decide to convince myself.

"Let us suppose that the demonic stone of that filthy female fox will soon be given to His Royal Highness the King.... It's also a good opportunity to let go of such a thin, filthy thing as a woman's demonic stone. I'm sure you'll be delighted!

He hated women. It is not only the same species, but so are other races.

I kept it separately with a little degree of obligation, but it's just the right opportunity... let's let it go. Yes, I made up my mind.

"But to His Royal Highness Prince Ain, who is as beautiful as that, I give him the demonic stone of a filthy fox...? Yes, no, I'd rather give you my demon stone! I said... why not? Why are you still tormenting me, woman fox...!

No matter how jealous he was, the feeling was undone with the night of Ist.

The weather is clear. And on this busy occasion with many people, Ain was attracting attention.

"... Then bring the woman over. So I'm gonna put up with you."

This is what the man said. The place was a demonic arena... where Ain't been looking forward to a little trouble.

"Is that woman okay with her being next to me?

"That's what you'd be saying. Not at all… don't you know the extent of it?"

That means bring Chris over. Of course I do not intend to accept it or to come up with a compromise proposal.

"Why do you generally have to do that? I don't know what that means."

"... I would have been there many times! Because of your proximity... our Wyburn stopped moving, I don't know what you did, but it's only natural to compensate you, you fool!

Oh. How did this happen...

This was a while ago. Shortly after Ain showed up at this demonic arena and approached those who were performing demons outside.

Wyburn, which one nobleman had taken, suddenly shrunk and stopped moving. I don't even listen to my owner, I'm no longer a use. I'm so frightened out by now.

"(Hey, Mr. Chris. What happened...)"

"(Probably... Dear Ein, especially if you try from the dragon breed, it may be horrible. Especially since Wyburn is the lowest dragon breed, so heel)"

"(... why?

What did you do? That didn't surprise me, so I whispered to Chris next door.

"(... it's a sea dragon. The demon is sensitive to the signs, so didn't you feel the sign of a sea dragon in Ain't by smoking that one?

"(It's my fault)"

There's a little left, you must have been afraid of the sign of the sea dragon. That's what I thought, Chris... but it wasn't a mistake.

Anyway, the Sea Dragon twins in Wangdu miss Ein because they also feel signs and think of Ein as their parent.

That's why if you feel as powerful as a sea dragon, you'll naturally be scared of Wyburn.

"... Well, what's up"

"What are you talking about? Earlier you... disrespect me!

Fat aristocrats utter words, but Ain't just thinking 'hmm'.

But I couldn't hide my surprise at the fact that there was a nobleman who told me to drop a woman off easily.