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

Revealed in the previous chapter

I was supposed to pick up the Ethereal children by rolling up my plans.

There is no voicemail, and full members emit scars of the earth.

The journey proceeds soothingly without any major incidents, through dangerous forests and safely into the palsy.

The children inside welcomed the cat human line. Everyone dreamed of a new heaven and earth and wanted to move to the scars of the earth.

Later that night, however, the slaughterers appear again in the midst of an ethereal disease.

They were untimely. It touches the reverse scales of cat humans and Horrix and Barney, and falls into pity.

My client is the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Panagium. There was no mercy and forgiveness for the scoundrels who undertook to kill children.

The next morning they leave for the wounds of the earth, escorting thirty children through the woods of the land of perilous boundaries.

Patia's unexpected growth also adds up, eliminating the threat without causing harm.

But I've encountered a swarm of yadrigiwoods, a slime that lives on a corpse.

Besides, Nekocht Bereto runs into a Panagium crusader ahead of him on a power reconnaissance. You can't show them Barney the Inquisitor, the Bride Cookles that you've been exposed to, the Ethereal Children.

So Bereto used his favorite knight, Xyreel, to eventually push the Yadrigiwoods herd against the crusaders.

Eventually a line arrived at the scars of the earth.

Every child in distress is moved by the beautiful appearance of the long-awaited New Heaven and Earth and vows to work anew in the land.

Thus thirty children and a wild oak jog were added to the cat's lair.

Everything was not enough due to lack of preparation, but everyone had hope in their hearts.

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Invitations from the disappeared

First job at Night Runner Electrum.

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11-1 Cat Human Buy Out Chronicle 3rd Season

Morning, which is nothing to me, is nothing more than the morning ahead of the gate for the children inside.

How the hell did those kids feel and look up at this stone ceiling today?

By the way, its cracked ceiling claims its own old age, and yet it still reliably wraps and protects us.

If we had not met this castle, we would have been pursued by a great cause: to build a house for thirty in great haste.

Ha... By the way, when I wake up, Patia, instead of everyone. Apparently I was only sleeping a little.

That and the eastern balcony are noisier.

Anyway, it's not going to be as good as before if I made it into one breakfast for 37 people.

I'm sure the castle is getting busier and busier from now on.

"Are you awake? I'm sorry to wake you up, but just... that way, okay? I need to talk to you."

"Yeah, good morning, Jog. Sounds a little narrow to you, human castle."

Wild oak jogs narrowly opened the entrance door and came to my bunk.

Say goodbye to Morumi and follow his back west through the dim castle.

The destination looks like a balcony on the other side. In addition to purposefully wanting to talk to you, there must be something.

"I've called you."

"Oh, thank you, Jog. I'm suddenly sorry about all these mornings."

The answer was gripped by a bad whale on the beard side waiting there.

Then it's easy, let me guess what Barney will say next. I'm sure he says:

Why don't you ask me to buy it out? etc.

"I just talked to Jog, and you need a favor. Don, I did it right after. Bad, but, you know... can't you ask me to buy it out again? I figured the supplies were better, like they weren't enough..."

"I'm glad to hear it, but, hey, I've been living a terrible life... I don't think you care about the inconvenience..."

A cat human named me laughs at the answer as expected.

Actually, before I went to bed yesterday, I was thinking the same thing as Barney.

"We'll have food for a while because we have current stockpiles. Sleeping beds also have castles, so fur on the floor and you can live. Furniture depends on your cancer."

So I understand, so I told him to stop doing the roundabout, and I did it with a quick mouth, except for the last part.

"Hey, that's how you stop pressuring me..."

"It's a fact. You'll be glad, because everyone needs you. Your cancer will be evaluated as is."

"You're gonna barricade the square, yuck... I want you to prioritize that over furniture."

Then Barney got back on track with Jog's remarks.

That boar demon language was convenient for Barney.

"If you had two hand axes, that problem would be solved. Let Rick the Powerful hold it and he'll do the wood dusting nicely."

So I gave him the line he was going to say first.

As for being mean, it's a failure.

In an instant he was surprised at me, and he was in a good mood.

"Oh, that's what I'm talking about! It's a tool in here now, I don't have enough tools! No, there's not enough of anything else at all, otherwise we'll have to do it, cat human."

"Yes, the ungrateful rabbit tells me to cross the dangerous Gigas line and go to the city of Lehum.... where you can't afford to be self-sufficient, buy out the supplies you need"

Tools, which are commonplace and tend to be forgotten in value, are one of the wisdom that underpins civilization and life.

Without tools, everything wouldn't start.

We can also say that the tools created by our forefathers support us.

"No, if you think about it, wait a minute! Are you going to cross the Gigasline Fortress?! How did you do that?

This is the normal sensibility of the Demon Clan.

I don't even think of bird-based demons with wings as liking to cross the Gigas line.

The soldiers of the fortress are primarily alert to flight types and monsters, so if they go from the sky, they will be made hives.

"Ooh, that's a good question, handsome Jog. That's it, use the antigravity of the example to get up in the middle of the night. If you're climbing a cat tree, you're climbing a castle! Cats climb castles for their daughters, too."

"Well sometimes I change my M.O., but I've always been used to the area.... Bernie, treat me like a cat and you'll regret it later, won't you?

I am not a cat, cat, etc.

We've got more residents, and if you don't be thorough there, they'll just make you a big cat Electrum Bell.

"Um... Then why did such an awesome cat human banish the Demon Army..."

"That's right, only martial arts are very masterful, do you usually let go of talent like that? I should have let you do it as an example instructor."

"Come on. You don't know. I didn't even have the book of Nakoto at the time. What more do you need than that?

There is no reason why I was banished, and there is no part of it that I can think of.

Or you can say that you know too much confidentiality because of your age and you don't know which one is the cause.

"It's a hand axe and a quack, nothing starts without tools. I've already prepared five wooden quads, but it's hard to use them. I don't mind the light part, but the opening is not very good."

"It's a tool, you know, it's true there. The kids are going to hang in there, but only if they can do it with their bare hands."

"That's what I'm talking about. That's why it's the most efficient thing for cats to go and buy their tools."

"Efficiency. That's a less tangible word in the demonic realm."

"Mm-hmm. I've never heard of it in a wild oak."

With that physique, more or less, the industry will pass. Thick fur protects me from the cold.

Therefore, oak and daemon species do not know the ingenuity.

That ungrateful Migo has enough to thoroughly poke at that point when he was a recruit.

If we demons have weaknesses, it is neglect because of its superior flesh.

"Uh, and a fishing needle, this too, please."

"Happy there. I'm expecting a big man, Dear Bernie Goliath, a fishing celebrity."

"Heh heh, it's an honor to have a cat human shake his tail.... seeds and clothes later. Especially if the girl doesn't stay in worn clothes. You feel sorry for her. He's got a skinny belly. He's got a kid, and he's not going to get fat."

As things stand, they are not blessed with clothing and shelter.

My years of residence in pale sickness were still showing up in my clothes.

It even seemed difficult to wash in the quarantine ward over there, when black mud stains are noticeable.

"So, cloth and tailoring tools, please. Order a tailor for the tart bastard (...)"

"Yeah, do as the knight says"

Then one round trip seems difficult, be prepared for at least three round trips.

I don't even know if giving away all the gards in hand will pay enough.

But in this land, there's nothing wrong with everyone spending the full amount without a word.

"Ugh, ooh, ooh... hey, I don't know, I'm suddenly crying..."

"That's sudden again."

Jog's hairy arm covered his face.

That's rubbing my eyes and wiping my unstoppable tears over and over again.

"Because, Bernie and Electrum are gentle! There was a child who was depressed when he drilled into the clothes his parents gave him! I'm begging you, please!

I don't know what you think, but I think it's you who's gentler.

Such a quiet oak of temper is no longer the domain of mutation.

It's a new face there, by the way, with energetic footsteps on the balcony here on the west side.

"Whoa, cat, we're ready for Asa dinner....... Huh?! What's the matter with you, I mean, the obscurity - did you...? Uh, what the hell, that one? Boo, Boo... Oh, Boo, Boo!

It's our daughter. In the dim shadow of the morning sun's not shooting, three men were secretly talking, so did you think it was suspicious to be Patia?

I did not think deeply about the mysterious mistaken words: Boo-hoo.

"Ah...? Uh, well, is that you? Could you have wanted to say, Boys Talk, Lord Patty?

"Ugh, that! What's wrong with you, you bluff, you bluff! Hehe, Patia, it's you. It's exciting."

I got in trouble for what I replied to.

Cat human comes close to Patia and slaps her pompous and sorry head lightly.

"Let's make it dinner. It's just uncomfortable to call an old man, a grandfather, and a boar man a boy."

"No, that's the thing, you know, it's misunderstood. So tell me... Oh, come on, you're only a teenager!

Then Barney surprised me with a dumb face.

Patia doesn't seem to understand the meaning of the word teenager, and she's just amused by the boar man's protest.

"Heh... Ugh, you're lying... Jog, how old are you now?!

"Oh, wow... now it's eighteen..."

"Don't lie to me!? Saba, you're not an old man who reads and dictates to women, so be honest. Yikes!?

"Ugh, don't lie to me! Eighteen! You're not a jerk like Bernie, so, you know what..."

I'm not lying. It's just a little funny, so I wanted to see how it went.

Patia also seems to have understood, but she's eighteen, so she's stuck with my furrows and looks at them together.

"Oak species grow fast. By the age of ten, your body will be fully raised and adult, and more than half will die in battle before you welcome 20. If you say so, they are the kind of species born to fight."

"Seriously... I knew I was about the same age... Well, if you look like an old man, you're one of us."

I don't know what you're talking about. What kind of object is it…….

Well, there's no such thing as seniority in the Demon Clan, and I think you can just hang out the way you've always been.

At last, the Demons say that every single one of them has consumables, even dangerous values that make longevity a vice.

"Or don't take the liberty of putting me in the old man frame, huh?!

"Ugh, you're such an old man! My beautiful Liseri likes me so much, I envy you!

"This has nothing to do with the second half. Hey?! Barney's older, but he's dead!

"Yeah, well, that's the kind of guy I am."

"Mr. Jog, have you noticed - Bunny Tan no, lots of good places, but no. What a mess."

Then let's wrap it up. Again, Jog (18) could only be described as looking good with Liseri.

Anyway, I'm a freak demon enough to cry for someone else's children. You will have had a rough time in the world of wild oak as well.

"Eh heh, dinner, go to the tarp, cat tan ♪ ♪ You know, in Patia, cat tan, don't even... ♪

"That would be an honor."

Drawing my hand by an energetic patia, I walked out to the eastern balcony waiting for breakfast, with my meatballs thoroughly punnied.