The reason for this is that a demon named Adandala is very rare and Iâve never heard of him saying he taemed it.
When Tameâs story spreads, they say thereâs a chance Iâll be targeted again.
Because Ciel is here, I canât work hard, but I was told that there are as many ways as there are to poke weaknesses.
People are horrible.
âCiel, if I turn them over, Iâll be back, so will you wait?
When you grunt at my words, you immediately run away to somewhere in the woods.
That speed is amazing whenever you look at it.
âWow. Youâre still pretty young to say that, Ciel.â
âReally? I donât know.â
âMm-hmm. Maybe? I donât know much about Adandala.â
Mr. Ratlua twists his neck as he remembers something.
With that said, I wonder if the book contained less content than any other demon.
There was information about appearance, fur, food, etc., but little was written about the growth process.
âYoung Adandala is rare. They say itâs only 10 years after birth that you leave your parents.â
Parent for 10 years.
Pretty rare in demons.
You said Ciel was young, but itâs been over 10 years?
âBut that kidâs younger. Probably a couple of years? Considering that, it could be an eliminated child.â
Mr. Schiffer looks at who Schiel ran away with his imaginary face.
â⊠What is an excluded child?
Thatâs a very bad word.
âAdandala is a demon who only raises strong children. If you decide youâre weak, theyâll kick you out of the herd. I hear a lot of kids get killed by their parents.â
I hold my breath for a moment at Mr. Sifalâs words.
Because I remember what happened when I met Ciel.
Ciel was dying then.
Though Iâve always wondered what Adandala, who was supposed to be strong, was after.
No way. To my parents?
âThatâs terrible.â
Nodding at Mr. Ratluaâs words.\n
âWell, from our point of view, it does, but the world of demons is a weak predator. If you donât leave a strong child behind, you may not survive as a species.â
Strong kid, thatâs the same in the human world.
Because the weak without stars were slashed and abandoned.
Is Ciel and I like each other?
âPuffy.â
âHuh?
âWhat?â
To the sound of Sola, Mr. Ratlua and Mr. Sifal gaze at Sola.
Tilt your neck to it.
âAh!â
With that said, maybe I didnât say that Sora would ring.
Because I thought slime was a ringing thing.
But maybe it doesnât ring a slime?
Watching these two react makes me feel that way.
âSoraâs really special.â
When Mr. Sifal nods to convince himself of something, Mr. Ratlua is also nodding.
Only Sola seems to enjoy jumping with Pyong-Pyong.
âIâm ready, hide Sola for a while⊠whatâs up?
Mr. Borolda is a little confused as to whether he feels anything.
Should we talk about Sora ringing?
âItâs nothing. Did they wake up?
Mr. Sifal doesnât seem to be willing to say.
Why not?
Strangely, hide Sola in her bag.
Because of her special appearance, she also told me that I should hide Sora.
âNuga is waking up. Itâs a hassle to take them away from you.â
From a short distance, I can hear you say it a few times all the time.
The way Mr. Nooga woke up, itâs a little radical.
Earlier, is anyone okay with being flown by Ciel? \nCiel did it, Mr. Nooga did it.
After a while, four men who are a little fluttered come here.
Since he is tied with his arm around his back, was it determined that he could not escape or that he was not connected by a waistband?
They are unusually concerned and frightened.
What is it?
âHey, move fastâ
One of the men freaks out his body at Mr. Nugaâs words.
A man who feels a little uncomfortable when he is among adventurers.
âI didnât know you were involved in the organization.â
Mr. Sifal speaks to the man.
but the man is desperately turning away from his face to keep his gaze out.
Do you know him?
âHeâs the eldest son of a slaverâs house.â
âSlaver?
âHuh? Oh, itâs about regular slave traders. Not in the back.â
I see.
Is he the eldest son of a regular slaver?
Is that why you had a different vibe than the adventurer?
But would my oldest son cross a dangerous bridge?
If thereâs nothing wrong with it, itâs a sure way to inherit the house.
Could it be that Home Guru is part of the organization?
Then I donât feel uncomfortable with my oldest son moving.
When things go wrong, itâs also an opportunity to spread the word.
As I stared at the man, I heard a slight laugh from Mr. Sifal as he walked next door.
âUh, what is it?
âNo, maybe youâre thinking the same thing as me.â
â⊠Are you saying that being part of the organization is a house guru?
âDid you think about it after all? But why?
âFor the house, Iâve heard that the eldest son, the eldest daughter, is specialâ
\nâSure, they probably scare me.â
âScared? Mr. Schiffer is very sweet.â
Mr. Borolda and Mr. Rickbeltâs face catch on to my words.
Mr. Nouga and Mr. Ratlua laughed bitterly.
It matched the speed of my legs, so itâs a slow walk.
For this reason, it was decided to take a little time to come back to town.
As soon as I saw us, the gatekeepers panicked.
One of them comes running towards us.
Is something wrong?
âGood job. Ivyâs fine.â
âGood. The deputy commander kept asking me questions, and I was in trouble.â
The deputy commander?
I never talked to him much, but is he also running errands for me?
âIvyâs a habitual person.â
Another word from Mr. Rickbelt.
When Mr. Sifal turned his gaze slightly, he was pale.
Mr. Borolda has a face.
âDoes Mr. Rickbelt want to be irritated by Mr. Schiffer?
âBuffoo.â
Mr. Ratlua, who was next door, suddenly blew away.
Looking at the neighbor in a hurry, he seems to be gazing away from me and laughing.
⊠Could it have voiced a word I just said to my head?
âYou never mentioned Mr. Rickbelt as an unusual sexuality!
I excuse myself in a hurry, but my voice was a little loud.
âWhat, hey, Ivy, what do you mean? My sexuality?
Mr. Rickbelt, who was handing over the people caught by the vigilantes, is screaming in a panicked voice.
Both Mr. Ratlua and Mr. Sifal laughed out loud.
Mr. Nuga is also giggling with a trembling shoulder.