Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from th

"Actually, they're after you, aren't they?

"Huh...?!

It's troublesome to be surprised, you can tell by that.

Edward, it's not strange that your wounds were knife wounds, and if you interacted with a common demon clan, you would have been severed from each arm by now.

"Yes...... I'll give you this book of magic when it's done... so protect yourself and your daughter. This is something special that I have created that has no two things in the world."

"Wait a minute, please. If you think about it, this means the chaser shows up here, right?

"Probably, I think he's already close"

"Oh, no. That's troubling.... That's why you chose my neighbor as a lurking place. You're so much smarter than I thought, Huhuhuhuhu."

I stood up and stretched my prized flexible body well on four legs.

Bite the yawn to death, then put your hands on your hips to remember.

There are no more Rapiers that I cared about.

I weigh much less than I look.

So I'm not very good at heavy weapons.

"Please... I hear that cathumans have generous minds and understanding values towards humans. Help us, please, cat human, bereto lute, at least just this Patia and the Book of Magic..."

"Understanding is a mistake. A cat human is not a very strong category among demons, although it is not even weak. Well, if you have human hatred when you're obnoxious, cats will eat their share because of strife."

This is an ancient battlefield, if you look, you'll find about a bottle of rusty sword, something in better condition.

Without waiting for the outcome of the negotiations, I decided to leave the room.

"Cat, where are you going?

"Call me Belle, little lady. I'm going to go look for a weapon that far."

"Ken (...)?

"Yes, without it, you and I will be in great trouble. Because my body is so light that when I combine, I lose first."

My body is also a little smaller than a human on this street.

When it comes to my strengths, it's about this sort of thing and the cleverly poor technique that I've had over a long period of time.

"Wait, you can look at the deal as closed...?

"Do you think you can bring in the commotion and make a deal?

"Sorry...... But I assure you the value of this book of magic, Cat Man hears magic and skill, you'll love it, please."

"… then let me take that"

Is it more important around my daughter, Patia, than the book?

I'm not sure in the human head. Maybe why they're after me.

"At last, Bell Tan, I'll tell you what it is."

"Oh, little lady, that's sweet of you. Shall I beg you?"

... Hmm.

Edward never complained about me taking my daughter.

Though I feel fast enough to trust you.

"This way, cat. So, can I connect you?

"I know it's hard to walk, but well, do as you please"

What I have done has become pitiful.

Father Edward's skin color, very unexpected.

Where I have safely cleaned up the chaser and the dogs, can he regain his energy here?

"Ken, here. Look, it's all over there."

"I'm sorry you're still small, thank you.... Oh, it's broken"

Walking with my little hand for a while, I was led to one of the arsenals.

Reaching for the first one, the rusty sword broke into pieces.

"Is this ephe, if this... can't you use it"

"Hahahaha, again, my -!

"Mr. Patia, apparently this is an older castle than you might imagine"

"Cat, cat, how about that one?

The spear had a rotten wooden grip. It doesn't look like you can even be full of yourself.

Then Patia pointed energetically at the corner of the arsenal.

That is......

"Is this obsidian? Whose hobby is this?"

"It's creepy, it's creepy, it's cool, Patia's gone."

That was an obsidian dagger.

The blade crossing is fairly short, and there's not even a part to take the blade.

But he turned to me much better than a rusty iron sword, and got good things.

"That's a good view, young lady. Shall we go back?"

"Ugh, let's see it for you too. Cat, and, cone."

"... go ahead"

"Wow, puffy."

On the way home, however, the untrained messy footsteps were followed by terrible shouts that echoed from the command room.

A man caught on fire jumped out of the room and swept around the back aisle.

"Patia, please stay hidden in this room. As promised, I will defeat the evil ones."

"One, alone...?

"We don't have time. Good day, young lady."

"Ah..."

I feel sorry for you, but I will contend for a moment.

I jumped into the original command room.

Then it was a sea of fire.

"Beretto! Those three are the last ones, please clean them up!

"Edward, what the hell, did you tie your hands to the demons?!

The enemy was an adventurer where we say in the human world.

It is the undelivered who kill our compatriots at their request or work resource thieves.

With all the scum and the market set, I relentlessly mowed the throat of the first light swordsman with a dagger.

"Ha, ha, how dare you have company! Jake's enemy, die, you monster!

One archer, he barrages at me with a quick shot.

Running through it I sent, and slaughtered away the inevitable with the prey of my left hand, which had just been connected.

"Gah?!

The next goal was another swordsman, not an archer, deliberately pausing the assault to lure the opponent into emptiness and tearing apart the artery of his neck with cat human bouncing power.

"Behind you, Bereto."

"I know.... Look, you don't have to tell me."

He scaffolds and kicks the swordsman and overtakes the sniped arrow.

Pathetically, the arrow was shooting through his fellow torso.

"Yep... Well... kaha..."

I disliked the way we fought each other.

He threw an obsidian dagger in return for his deeds and pierced the soft human throat under a single shot.

But he doesn't look like a fiery wizard.

If there were, that would be Edward himself with the Book of Magic.

"Is this the last time?"

"Oh......"

"You're here."

"Oh......"

And when I stood before my client, he pressed the magic guide, which had become smaller by expressing his will with his eyes to receive it.

He has red and black stains on his chest and belly and bleeding is wetting his feet.

"Cat human... please, give me my daughter... I'm..."

And I used the cure of rest, and looked back upon his face, which fell in.

Whoever I know again is dying. I'm not sorry he seemed like an interesting guy because of it.

"This is a reward for the effort... take my daughter, please, Beretto..."

"Putting her back in the human world means it's dangerous?

Edward was small and nodded too weakly.

I'm in trouble. I'm here. But I have always believed that as a man of war who survived to this day, I should have the utmost respect for the scattered.

I'm not strong, but I was under a star of bad luck.

My cat human students are with the warriors who were scattered.

Besides, I'm in exile, so maybe I should pick up one of my kids rather than live here alone.

"Okay, if you don't mind being a throwaway cat like me, let's pick that kid up. Please don't be sad, but rest in peace."

"Thank you, Bereto...... I, the sinner, sin to that child... sin, your father, instead..."

Edward is dead.

I pacified his eyes as they remained open, and I rose up with the Book of Magic in my hand.

At the same time as his death, the flames in the room disappear, leaving only the tranquility.

"Huh... at last...?

I lived 300 years. Still, this kind of thing breaks my heart.

I don't know what their situation is, but I just think it's unreasonable.

I told you to hide. Patia was already here.

"Ma'am. No, Patia. From this day on, I am your father. Touch my furrows as much as you like, so hold your heart strong."

I gently embraced a heterogeneous girl and protected her as a little me.

Does it make sense that she and I both hold hands, the outcast?

"At last..."

"Mr. Edward is dead. I won't wake up anymore. But I will always be next to thee. He entrusted me with you, and I said," Yes. "

At the end of a long silence, the estimated eight-year-old girl cried with a loud whisper.

He was poked at the incomprehensible reality of death, and his fear of the slayer shivered and led to the cat human.

A cliff cat like me, but I picked up a child.

I'm 300 years old, but I seem weak for this kind of thing.

... just old. And I'm actually weak.