The section that Cro led me to was also surrounded by a different liveliness than where I had been until earlier.

When I heard about the stall, I imagined something like the opening of a festival I saw in the original world, but this place is tighter to say shopping district than to say opening.

A number of small shops line the left and right of the street, and some fun atmosphere comes from the people who go out with them at home.

Crowe told me on the move that the compartments I had been out shopping in were often large shops with many noble mansions nearby, especially those dealing with clothing and furniture.

Conversely, there are many Adventurer Alliances and collective homes nearby, and there are many restaurants.

Again, not only is it noon and there are a lot of people, but there is a good smell that stimulates appetite from shops everywhere.

The time is just right, so first I will eat lunch and then I will say I will go around, and I will come to the store where I say it is Chro's recommendation.

In front of the small wooden shop, there are similarly wooden benches and tables, and I personally prefer the atmosphere that I mentioned as a restaurant for the masses.

"Hello ~"

"Oh? Aren't you the Pluto? Welcome."

When Crowe stands in front of the store and speaks with a bright smile, a good-looking old woman comes out of the store.

She could tell if she spoke directly as she had done beforehand, and the shopkeeper-like woman smiles back at Cro.

"I'm here for lunch ~"

"Thank you for everything. Do you know him?

"Yeah. I call you Kite, she's a kid from another world."

"Oh, with that said, there have been rumors that there are other worlds coming this year besides the brave ones. There you are. Eat up and go."

"Ah, yes. Thank you."

Anywhere in the world they say aunt talk skills are expensive, they are guided to their seats with light conversations and sit with Cro.

Although there are seats, it's not meant to be a coffee shop or restaurant, so instead of having a menu, the owner's aunt showed us around and then moved on to cooking.

And a few minutes later, along with the fragrant smell of meat, I pinched the meat and the color-picking vegetables in a beautiful baked bread... the so-called bucket sandwich was carried.

A luxurious dish for appearance, with meat and vegetables sandwiched enough to say whether this is the case in a large bread. This does look delicious.

"Thanks for waiting, it's a special 'Red Bear' sandwich! Enjoy it."

"Wow."

……

I guess it's my fault...... Didn't you just say Red Bear, this store owner's aunt? Is that the bear, in short, the bear meat?

Yes, no, bear meat may also be a common ingredient in this world... but if I could, I didn't want to know before I ate it. I was hoping you could at least tell me after your first bite...

I don't know my gritto like that, my aunt leaves after serving the dish, and Cro starts eating the red bear sandwich looking delicious without looking like she cared about it in Cro.

"Kite, aren't you going to eat? Delicious."

"I'll have..."

Change your perception. This place is different, common sense is different from the original world. Besides, the original world... Bear meat was not very common in Japan, but there were also shops where bear meat could be eaten.

That's right. Let's think positive. I don't think it was the meat of a Ning Ro snake or a frog. Let's just think it was good.

Taking Cro's word for it, I hold the Red Bear Sandwich in my hand, never wandering once and for all.

"... delicious"

"Right! The store here is really delicious ~"

I've heard that bear meat smells like a beast and has a strong taste of habit, but this meat has no wax at all. I don't even feel elegant because I don't feel like I'm staying behind.

The taste of the meat itself is very pale, but that's why it matches so well with the taste of vegetables sandwiched with plenty of clarity and sweet spicy sauce, and I don't feel heavy against the apparent volume.

The fragrance of the bread, which is cooked slightly harder, also goes hand in hand with the fragrance and flavour in the mouth, and the sweetness and spiciness of the sauce promotes the appetite and makes me want the next bite.

Clo, who was smiling at how I was disappointed, began to look around him and squealed with a strange lean neck.

"... something today, I feel like there aren't many people"

"Really? I thought it was pretty busy, but is it something you're usually more in?

"Yeah. Because adventurer guilds are close here. It should be more crowded by lunch... but I hardly see the adventurer himself today."

If you do say so, I don't really feel like I'm an adventurer wearing weapons and armor.

Then you heard Crow whining, stopping the hand the store owner's aunt was wiping another table and approaching this one.

"That's it. They've seen a flock of Wyburns in the mountains to the north. It's like the Adventurers Guild and the Knights are on a joint crusade this morning."

"Well, it's unusual for Wyburn to build a nest near the city."

"Well, that's pretty bad..."

Wyburn...... Winged dragon with integrated wings and hands. A demon that can be described as a classic in fantasy.

He looks like a pretty scary demon just asking his name, but from his aunt's mouth feel like he was witnessed pretty close. Besides, if it's a herd, it can damage the king's capital, right?

When I ask horribly with that in mind, Crowe smiles.

"It's all right, Wyburn is a demon of the weak and less intelligent species of dragons."

"Oh yeah..."

"Brother, you can't really take it. Well, for Pluto, it's like a Wyburn, but it's a terrible monster for a human being. That's why the Knights and Adventurers joined forces early on to form a crusade."

……

I get Clo's words that speak of Wyburn as a light and weak demon, and my aunt makes corrections with a bitter smile.

Uh-huh. I knew it would be a pretty big crusade. Maybe the Knights and Adventurers will also have injured and dead people.

It's not like I'm telling the Knights or Adventurers that I know them... but if Crowe crusades them, for example, isn't that why it ends in an instant without anyone getting hurt?

"... kite kun. I know what you're thinking, but you can't do that."

"... Huh?

Guess what I think, Crowe whines in a serious voice unlike the light he had just seen.

"This is this country...... because of the trouble that happened in the kingdom of Symphonia. I shouldn't be involved inadvertently."

……

"As Kate did think, if I go out, it'll be over in a flash. Whether you have 100 Wyburns or 1000, you can crusade quickly. But I can't do that."

A voice sounds somewhere heavily while quiet.

The golden eyes that look straight at this one dwelt in their majesty as definitive kings.

"Beyond taking the form of a monarchy, the troubles we have had in our own territory must be resolved by the power of this country as much as we can. You don't just rely on the Demons, you lose credibility from the people, and you break the relationship between the Demons and people's 'reciprocity'. Of course, if you are officially asked for backup, and if you think people are alone, you can help them... but when you're not, you can't let me, the Six Kings, get involved without a reason."

……

I wasn't even willing to argue. Sure, the thought that came to my mind was just emotional theory, and Crowe's words are completely correct.

I knew when I saw something like this, I realized that Crowe had a much older, firmer idea than me.

After all that talk, Crowe grins like a broken expression and reassurance.

"Well, I'm fine. A lot of knights in this country are good kids, and close proximity means they can replenish and stuff."

"Yeah, well, even the adventurers based here are grainy, and even Wyburn won't be late."

"... then I guess I'm relieved"

Dear Mother, Father - I hear there's a Wyburn nest near Wang Capital. Crowe and my aunt say they're relieved... what is it? It's your fault - it sounds like some kind of flag.

Mountain area north of Wangdu... A crusader composed of knights, adventurers and surrounding investigative personnel from Wangdu to exterminate the Wyburn who built the nest.

The fact that it is the most absurd demonic crusade operation in the last few years, coupled with the very expensive materials such as meat that can be taken from Wyburn, has led to a large number of applicants, more than 500.

Some prestigious adventurers have had experience crusading the division leader class knights, Wyburn in the past, and there will be pieces without problems...... everyone in the crusade thought so.

The face of the crusaders, who had reached a place where there would be a Wyburn nest, estimated from the report, in the middle of a mountain with a lot of rock skin, was now - at war.

A frightening number of Wyburn carcasses were rolling in front of them, but it was' not the Crusaders' who killed them.

Captain!

"... what do you say?

"Definitely dead... but 'no scratches'..."

The knight, who had been entrusted with the command of the crusader, gets a report from his men and strengthens his expression.

As a matter of fact, until they got here, they ran into two Wyburns and crusaded it. But there was something wrong with that Wyburn... it was like running away from something. The crazy look on death, the captain who had crusaded Wyburn more than once, had never seen that desperate Wyburn before.

Anxious about the condition, they arrived at the nest at a faster pace than planned and saw… more than 50 Wyburn carcasses… and no trauma whatsoever in any of them.

"... Captain, this is... what if..."

"Oh, I can do this..."

The captain also reaches the same conclusion with a manifestation of fear in his expression to the words of the knight, who comes to ask, blurring his face and slightly trembling his body.

Yes, they know. A sight that could be described as this anomaly... a being that would be able to do it...

And one shadow descends from near the top of the mountain so as to affirm a feeling that you don't want it to hit you.

"... ah, ah..."

"... stupid... why are you here... rarely supposed to walk out of the demon world..."

The two of you who saw that shadow... No, all the faces of the crusaders dye their expressions in terror and tremble.

A symbol of fear that can sometimes be likened to an existence or a calamity that is not supposed to be met in a place like this.

"..." Death King Isis Lemnand "..."

With the words that someone muttered, the king of the deceased descended in front of them numerous deaths.

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