The Adventure Story of the Devil, the Maid, and the Hero

noon.

In the vast cloudless blue sky, the golden sun hung high overhead, pouring down dazzling rays of light.

Under the shade of a tree that they had managed to find, five people were eating lunch.

"Isn't it baked yet?"

Iluna was biting the dry bread listlessly, staring listlessly at the half-baked slices of meat roasted in the middle of the fire.

"almost."

As Giulia said, she and Shilpasa turned the meat slices one by one.And Fuono, who usually came to help, was looking nervously at April, who had a gauze wrapped around her forearm, apologizing for countless times.

"sorry."

"I've already said it's okay, and it's not your fault, so you don't have to act like you're blaming yourself." April sighed, and comforted her helplessly, "What's more, it's just a small injury, and the healing technique has already been used. It won’t be long before you can’t see it at all, it’s nothing at all.”

"However, if I didn't step on the mechanism..."

Fuono's eyes were red, and she whispered softly.April folded her arms and calmly explained:

"I said that I rushed over by myself, you didn't pull me over, I was active and not passive, even if I was responsible, it was my own, and it had nothing to do with you."

"but……"

Fuono wanted to say something else.

"It's my responsibility to protect you. I promised my uncle and aunt."

April insisted.

"That's just a joke, Ellie, you always act like you take it seriously."

Fuono lowered her head and retorted softly.

"You two, the meat is ready." Shirpasha intervened in the conversation between the two, "Let's put aside everything that is lower in priority than lunch."

Iluna, who couldn't wait, quickly grabbed a skewer of barbecued meat, bit her lip, and handed it to April, "No matter how you say it, Xiao Ai is a wounded person, so I'll give it to you first."

"...I said that there is no need to make a fuss over a molehill."

Even though April said that, seeing that the other party didn't mix any distracting thoughts, but purely filled with kind-hearted dark green eyes,

He still reached out and took the skewer of barbecue.

Immediately, Iluna grabbed another skewer of roast meat at a lightning speed, and put it into her mouth before the others.

"It's so hot!" She burst into tears as a matter of course, "Ah, it's a good thing I only took a small bite."

"Give."

Giulia, who wanted to remind, had to hand over a glass of water, and added before the other party took it, "Be careful not to choke."

"Gudu," Iluna breathed a sigh of relief after drinking half of the bottle in one go, "Luna is not Xiaofa, so she won't make such low-level mistakes."

"Yes~ yes." Shirpasha responded indifferently, and took out a bottle of hot sauce from the backpack without stopping, "It would be great if I didn't repeat my mistakes."

Giulia glanced at her secretly. The previous absent-minded state seems to have disappeared since we talked about it during the night watch together last time, but I can’t tell whether it’s really all right or it’s reassuring to hold on to it. No more.

——To be on the safe side, let's observe for a while.

After making such a decision, Giulia continued to focus on the barbecue in her hands.

"Little Fa, there are so many today."

Looking at Shirpasha who poured half a bottle of hot sauce on the bread, Iluna not only sighed.

"This is Bread Companion."

While talking, Shilpasha took a bite of the bread covered in hot sauce in a good mood.

"Eating too much spicy food is bad for your health."

April also couldn't help persuading her.

"It's all right," Shirpasha said disapprovingly, "It's impossible for mere hot sauce to kill me, even if it's a few hundred bottles."

This kind of dialogue has happened more than once. The reason is that when Iluna passed by the last town, she bought a few bags of biscuits with Shirpasha, and the store gave a bottle of hot sauce as a gift. Of course, Iluna Thank you for not being sensitive, but Shirpasha is just the opposite. After tasting it once, I love the taste, so I bought more than a dozen bottles in one go. Since then, it has been out of control, and it is regarded as a must-have for every meal.

"……Amazing."

Looking at Shirpasha who emptied half of the hot sauce bottle at some point and was still blushing and not panting, Fuono whispered enviously.

Therefore, the daily life of the Demon King and his party is still very peaceful today.

At the same time, in a border town adjacent to a certain misty forest in the north of Nofeyd, in the guest room on the second floor of the hotel.

"Ha, it's finally here." Kaitlyn lay on her back in a big shape on the bed, and took a deep breath, "I'll go to the bulletin board tomorrow to post a missing person notice."

After yawning, she reached into the inside of her blouse, took out a thumb-sized crystal pendant, held it up and looked it over carefully for a while, then murmured:

"The energy should be enough."

Putting the crystal pendant together between her hands, and whispering a long incantation, Caitlin couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"How come... the distance has become so far again." She lowered her hand in disbelief, her whole body looking hopeless, "No, it's hard to get here."

Couldn't the Holy Maiden give me a convenient and practical prop with a short automatic energy storage time?Or give a few more useful props.At least ten or eight bottles of holy water will come first, no matter what, it's better than this kind of half-defective guide gem that can't even match the tracking magic.

But having this is at least better than nothing, at least you don't have to run around the world like a headless chicken to find a brave man who you haven't even met and your highness the princess.

Thinking this way, despite the constant complaints in her mouth and heart, she still took out the map and looked at it nimbly.

"Bland Grassland," Caitlin sighed, "isn't it hundreds of kilometers away from here?"

After sighing again, the former vice-head of the First Knights of the Palace, the modern-day brave Caitlin, appointed him to plan the next itinerary.

"Bland Prairie..."

In the adventurer's guild headquarters, the president sat in his exclusive seat as always, sighed softly while looking at the letter on the table, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

"Then, it's almost time, should we use Plan A or Plan B?"

In the president's office, which was empty except for him, there was still no sound that could be regarded as a response, only the second hand was beeping.

"Well," the chairman nodded himself, "It's indeed a good idea to take a two-pronged approach, but it's best not to make it too obvious."

With a wry smile, he put on his glasses again, took out a piece of letter paper and began to write diligently.

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