"I see······"
It is indeed a slightly troublesome matter.
I thought it was possible for the Demon King to take her in, but since she is from the Gray Tribe, I might not be able to.
The status of the Gray Clan is not high among the Demon Clan, so the Demon King will probably repatriate them directly.
I don’t know much about the social structure of the Demon Clan, and I don’t know if the Demon Clan has a welfare home or something like that. If not...
But it seems too early for me to think about this now. Let’s wait until Aidolu comes back tonight to discuss how to deal with this gray tribe loli.
Thinking of this, I smiled at her.
"what's your name?"
"T-Teresa." She still doesn't dare to look at me now, probably she still hasn't recovered from that panic.
Anyone who has just come out of hell will be stunned if he encounters a situation that looks like heaven.
What's more, it's just a young demon.
"Teresa? That's a good name."
If you can do that in the future.
"Thank you." She whispered.
"In the evening, the Demon King's maid will come over, and I can decide your stay tonight as soon as possible."
But that demon hunter is a big problem.
I'm still quite curious about what he was doing out there.
"You stay here for the time being. It's best not to go out. Although you are wearing a hat, I don't guarantee whether the villagers will tell anything about strangers."
Although I am also a stranger, I am still human and it is impossible for them to suspect me. But Teresa is different. After being reported, she will be found to be a demon immediately.
Teresa nodded obediently, her eyes still staring at the ground, as if there was something interesting up there.
"That's best." I touched her head, then stood up and rearranged the magic circle in the room.
It's not that he doesn't trust Teresa, but to protect her.
"The scope of activities -" I stood up and gestured, "is within this room, don't go anywhere from now on."
"Um."
After that, I walked out the door.
When the door was closed, Teresa could still be seen huddled in the corner through the crack of the door, staring at the ground.
With an imperceptible sigh, I closed the door completely.
I hope it won't have a big impact on her life.
After that, I took out my sword again from under the counter.
Unfortunately, I don’t have the space rings or space necklaces that are necessary for the protagonist in the novel, so all my equipment just takes up real space.
The armor I wore before was rotten because it couldn't withstand that level of impact. The only thing left was this sword that was said to have been fired by a saint.
This is what I brought with me when I came out of the Holy See.
After thinking about it for a while, I realized that it had been a long time since it came out. It has been four or five years now.
During this period, I had no intention of seeking help from the Holy See.
Even now that I remember that the bishop seems to be able to dispel this spell, I have no intention of doing so.
Eliminating these messy thoughts in my mind, I mobilized the magic power in my body and let the magic power converge into what I wanted with my words.
Then draw obscure characters in mid-air.
Of course, I can't understand these things either.
This magic is a rare tracking magic that can determine the path based on a person's breath and finally find that person.
Of course, animals are also allowed.
In other words, I originally learned this magic from an old hunter, but now I am applying it.
The magic is done.
The characters in the air turned into tiny particles of light, and then disappeared into my mind.
The scene in front of me quietly changed, and a bright path appeared in my field of vision.
I'm not a very sophisticated person, so I don't know exactly how this magic works.
I'm just copying the gourd.
Following the guidance of the light path, I quickly discovered with the bonus of the speed movement that this guy had indeed run into the Demon King's Territory.
"Uh huh huh! The first one to stop you is the poisonous swamp!"
I am quite confident in the strength of the little boss inside.
Although he was beaten by me, but later I found out that Rang was just pretending to be dead, so I quietly raised his strength level by one in my heart.
You know, pretending to be dead is also a skill.
It's really hard to pretend to be dead in front of someone as powerful as me.
While thinking this, I stepped into the poisonous swamp.
But I found that the breath was interrupted in this place for some reason.
Then I saw the trees that had been chopped down in pieces.
I remember that I did make a big fuss last time, but was it that serious?
Looking from here, it seems that the trees in the entire swamp are much sparse, and those fallen trees have fallen to the ground in various directions.
Now the poisonous swamp is like a Category 18 typhoon plowing through it. Not only has the usual poisonous fog disappeared, but all the crocodiles in the swamp seem to have disappeared as well.
Where is the poisonous crocodile king?
Although it has not been confirmed, judging from Aitaru's words, it seems that the guy is not dead.
So I spent half a minute and saw a white belly exposed in the swamp.
There were no blisters coming out of the side, so it looked like he was dead.
But I would never believe that.
Because the shore was not far away, I came to the guy easily.
Squatting down and looking at the white belly, I curled my lips and said, "Hey, that guy is gone, you don't have to pretend."
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No movement.
I stretched out my sword and poked him, so that he could feel the indifference of the sword's edge.
Then nothing happened.
"It seems that the poisonous crocodile king is dead, but the skin seems to be in good condition. In this case, it seems good to peel off his skin and make it into magic scrolls to sell?"
······Co-author You are pretending to be dead and addicted, aren’t you? ?
"Since you like to pretend to be dead so much, then don't get up." The elements of ice began to condense in my hands.
"I will tell the Demon King that the Toxic Crocodile King is sticking to his post, so he has no time to collect his salary."
"I will collect the salary on your behalf."
The white belly trembled, and some bubbles seemed to emerge from the surface, but I still pretended not to see it and continued talking.
"The Demon King is happy. Maybe he will also give out a year-end bonus. I will also receive this part on my behalf."
There were more bubbles on the surface of the water, and at the moment when my belly was about to sink, I wanted to calmly throw out the ball of ice that had been condensed for a long time.
White ice mist instantly enveloped the swamp in front of me, and a voice filled with grief and anger came from inside.
"Woc, boy, are you serious!!"
