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

With a white mask and robe, we entered the grounds from the back gate of the cathedral.

Tart came back in the morning as promised, and thus escorted me suspicious.

We snuck into the cathedral through the back entrance, ran past security, and climbed into its attic, guided but intact.

It was a room dusty enough for Kushami to go out. It's behind the scenes of the cathedral, unimaginable from a statue of gold and silver or from the world beneath a splendid stained glass.

In that attic, an old priest waited for me.

He was a man characterized by a lot of gray hair and lean reminiscent of a covenant family.

"This is Deputy Priest Holt. So, this is - Electrum Bell."

In keeping with the words of Tart, I showed the Deputy Priest what was under the hood.

Someone you can trust more than Tart introduces you to, that's what you saw.

Deputy Priest Holt was surprised by my appearance, but he went on to smile and repaint it.

"I also heard that cat humans, calm races that almost all belong to demonic moderates, are comprehensible towards humans...... this is the first time I've seen the real thing. Nice to meet you, Mr. Electrum. My name is Holt, Deputy Priest of this Diocese."

"It's been a long time since I've had contact with the priestly class, too. This is Electrum Bell, thank you very much, Mr. Holt."

In response to the Deputy Priest's handshake, I also turned my social smile.

Did you like Punipni's hand because of my fuzziness, he can hardly let go of his handshake.

"Well, we're running out of time and we'll move on. The deputy priest will cooperate fully with you this time. Well, it goes as far as I can't find out."

"I apologize for the inconvenience caused to both your names the other day, flat out...... I didn't know they were stupid that far..."

Let me tell you, the deputy priest was the type of man who would lose his legs.

If this wasn't an act, the good guys, this accommodation taking power, etc., it wasn't.

"The other day...... when was that? No, speaking of foolishness, could it be..."

"We have heard that you have protected patients with palsy. I've decided to trust you to protect your fellow Demons."

He says that's not the general thrust of the diocese, he wants to say it's some arbitrary action.

Even if 90% are decent, the organization can't help but the other 10% are rotten. I had trouble apologizing to that good guy.

"Actually, the current priest and I are not doing well. I also expressed my opinion to the priest that this marriage should stop the sacrifice of Cookles, the one who serves God..."

"In short, it's a power struggle. When this marriage fails, it becomes a matter of responsibility for the current priest. The devils have taken my royal daughter-in-law, and he will be."

"I'm afraid."

Deputy Priest Holt did not deny it.

Admit your intentions modestly. He wants to take advantage of my upcoming Electrum Bell offense.

"You put your hands on a pretty risky bet that you did. If you discover it, you won't be free."

"I know...... Mr. Nekocht Electrum, please help Cookles, and if possible the patients, to a safe world..."

Not bad, if the current priest loses his leg, he's the next priest candidate.

This connection makes it easier for me to move in the city of Lehum in the future.

"May I see your schematic?"

And as I was told, I took out the thing of demand, and spread it upon the crate that was near.

It is a fairly complex structure, as it is a large building that has continued to be built and renovated.

"I already remember, so I'll give you this back. If you lose it, it'll be evidence that you had an inside man."

"Thank you for your consideration. Well......... the guard here is in charge of the Cathedral Knights, I have planted a lateness detergent on their diet. You should use this route."

The deputy priest's skinny finger sees his way west.

They already have a conversation with Tart, the red-haired woman interrupted there.

"I have a groundwater supply here, I'll leave the exit key open with a light, it's outside the city of Lehm when I get through there, then I'll figure it out that way... I'll tell you what, I won't forgive you if I get caught"

It's too conspicuous to hold a bride through the city and get out. The Holy Knights are also troublesome, it was the best decision I could make.

"You were right to rely on you, Tart, because you were exhausted. By the way, is there any hope for the timing of the kidnapping?

"That's it, but Mr. Electrum says he can use a powerful sleeping technique, right?

"Yes, you can use the one off the criminal level. It's a special specification that consumes my drowsiness, not magic, so you can shoot as many shots as you want if you want to. I've never tried it."

Will I then be unable to sleep for a while?

When the joy of sleep is turned away, what shall I spend in the meantime? Catfish are a domain of philosophy.

"We want to crush the face of Prince Salazar and the present priest. So I would like to ask you to speak your vows, raid for this ceremonial climax, and do it as flashy as you can..."

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Copy that, then how about I smash the stained glass here from the outside, I descend from heaven, I magically deactivate the escort, and I take Cookles away where I control Sarasar -"

If you take it away from him just before the marriage is formed, the prince will be greatly ashamed.

If Cookles stubbornly resists, let him sleep.

"Breaking stained glass?! Haha, isn't that great! You were right to skip the night run family business! Mr. Holt, let me hear the upside later."

"Yeah, it's a problem, but it's no problem. Heh heh... excuse me, let me just take the priesthood mask off and say it now, that's fine, it can't be that such a man is the next king, no additions or subtractions, please, Mr. Electrum"

Nothing compared to this much maneuver, the messy mission of the Demon Army.

Let me try, but I'll take your benefactor and crush your badass ments.

... please protect me, demon king, live in this damned world where you have disappeared, this me.

Back then, Patia...

Hi. They've been crouching in front of the fireplace since morning.

That's where Rick came in, trying to make lunch arrangements.

"Surprised, Patia? What are you doing in a place like that...?

"Oh, my God! Ugh, you know, garlic, I'm doing it -"

"Huh......?!!

I hear Barney told me what happened to Patia.

That's why Rick the worrisome thought he was sick.

"Patia made it - garlic, when the kids come, I'll give it to you - Cat, I'm glad you had a souvenir. So Nah, if I gave her the garlic, I'd already say it would make her feel better."

The doll is a doll, but that's about a ceramic doll baked at super high temperatures in Megidoflame.

Her manipulative and indestructible fireworks were also useful for flame-based production activities.

"Oh, oh, a dirt-burned doll...... haha, I'm surprised...... Then while you're at it, I'll have to make you some dishes."

"Oh, so is that! I think it's a good idea. Hmm...... but cat, I hope they come back soon...... Not yet..."

"The instructor will be fine. The instructor's bad luck is absolute, even if he orders an unscrupulous assignment, somehow he's bound to come back, that's the instructor. … when it's over, clay, shall we go collect it"

"Ugh, well, well, well, cool, well, well, I'll make it!

"... sorry, maybe I don't need that"

"Well... well, if you can... maybe you don't need Patia so much..."

Let's not talk about this to Barney.

Until the day when Rick really wants a Barney doll. I don't know if they're coming.