Chapter 152 - Volume 8 (2/2)
As Minkichi reluctantly came out, she spat on the ground while giving me and Fanny a glare. Before my disgust could even register, although it’s overflowing from Tina behind me, Sefira gives out a light sigh.
“Mou~, please be civil, Minkichi-sama. I know that the two of you had a fight, but you are the older one, so acting this way is no good.”
And now, Sefira is acting like we’re cute little sisters. Hold on Sefira-san, why are you taking that attitude with this person…
“… Aww, I just can’t help it if Sefira’s the one saying that.”
…Huh?”
I thought that, given her character, Minkichi would be angry. I definitely didn’t expect a gleaming smile returned to Sefira.
A woman liked by everyone; I could have sworn that she would be a target of hatred by Minkichi.
“Are you good as well, Yurushia-sama?”
“…Yeah.”
Should I give up my goal as mediator? Or should I praise her skills?
I had just obediently nodded, and even the suspicious Kyoji just gave a wry laugh, embarrassment showing on his face, the atmosphere is so nice.
…What is this power?
“If it would please you, Yurushia-sama, would you listen to my request?”
“…What is it?”
Whether it’s strength or something else, answering Sefira’s requests seems natural.
“Hmm… your servants, could they attack the enemy forces as planned, while Yurushia-sama, as the [Saint], can heal the refugees…”
…Huh?
In other words, I’d be working alone separated from my servants… and?
Right as I’m about to say [I’m sorry, but I’ll have to refuse], Sephira looks me straight in the eye.
Her eyes were still just as pretty as before, but her behavior and the atmosphere around us changed into something like [Don’t refuse Sefira’s request].
“…I understand.”
“Thank you so much! Yurushia-sama truly is a saint. I think that all of the refugees will be really happy now too.”
Sefira responds with a big, innocent smile.
…This doesn’t feel right.
I don’t feel particularly strange, but I feel like this should have gone differently.
Well, the reason my little ones are accepting is because it’s their best use, and since I have no issues of strength when alone. However, in this place I feel like I’m following a script. Does that make any sense…?
“Ah, also, Yurushia-sama will be escorted by our soldiers, so please don’t feel inconvenienced.”
“Sure.”
Wow, this area is really like going with the flow. It just feels natural to do the “right thing,” probably because I’m so narrow minded.
It can’t be helped, so I ask my followers to move my packages to another carriage.
“Hey, Yurushia-sama”
“Fanny, what’s happened.”
Sefira is still among us, and the atmosphere hasn’t changed at all since her appearance, with Fanny’s unchanging smile in the background adding a sense of “Uncomfortableness” to the situation that I haven’t felt in a long time.
“Why are you dressed in women’s clothing, Sefira?”
Seriously. That is not the thing to say in this situation.
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Teruza, one of the small dragon kingdoms occupied by the forces of darkness.
In the capital, all “Able bodied” people, including the king and captain of the guard were executed without exception, and although the general population was allowed to leave their houses, most of those were mercilessly killed.
Even in the city outskirts, women and children had fled the area. The farmers beyond the outskirts were, however left without violence.
It may be the case that the Forces of Darkness “Group” had attacked this land, but the only occupants were the Dark Elves and the Beastmen armies.
When the country of their hated human enemies was first defeated, there were officers who would attempt to attack women or slaughter indiscriminately, all of which were ‘corrected’ by the hands of the Dark Elf Princesses.
The Dark Forces which took this land were led by the Dark Elf Twins, as well as the youngest prince of the Beast Nation.
In the King’s Castle, no humans were present. A small beast-like child was sitting on the throne.
Was this child the prince of the Beast Nation?
This army had assembled by Nefertiti, first princess of the Dark Elves, with the expectation that they would lose, and despite the little ones being victorious, not even a single beast-eared maiden surrounded him to take care of him.
Hair as black as night all throughout, he looked like a little toddler with cute cat ears, sitting with their eyes closed, although not curling up on the throne.
In this place with no others, two small, similar looking figures appear without a sound.
Glossy black skin and long ears. Gold and silver hair colors.
When the twin princesses, holding a bear and rabbit plushie each came to stand before the throne, they held something which looked like a glowing fruit, and quietly bowed her head.
““Today’s offering for you. Our [God]…””
As they softly spoke… behind a slowly opening eyelid, dark eyes with platinum cat-like slits glowed ominously.
Author’s Notes:
Another strange person has arrived.
Next time, Yuru-chan will do magic.