79 Another Story: Abandoned Princes and Wolf Girls 01 (1/2)

When Her Majesty the Queen of Uphilia's rule began and the people also regained calm from the joy of their reign.

New moves were spread by Her Majesty the new Queen, and the Kingdom of Palletia was full of vigour.

Everyone dreamed of a day when new technology, magic, would spread and had hope for a vision for the future.

That's why they don't remember anymore.

About him, who was Uphilia's fiancé. About the prince who was supposed to be king.

Everyone had already forgotten. In the joy of the beginning of a new era, as if I hadn't been there since the beginning.

Sole was lurking his breath.

Slowly and carefully pack the distance. At the end of Sole's sight is an old western hall.

The garden, which can't even be flattered, is creepy enough to say whether this is still the case.

Still, the sole's leg never stops, and he goes without a sound so that it turns to the back.

If you put your hand on the back door, make a slight noise.

Thore stroked his chest down, driven by the urge to punch his tongue, but without making any other noise around him.

He slips himself inside and moves on.

It was still dim inside, creating an atmosphere that did not damage the creepy appearance.

Step by step, step by step, go along like saying you shouldn't even zero the sound of breath.

Eventually, Sole finally found it. It was best not to lose my sanity, not to speak out.

Sole tries to reach for what takes his own eyes, while being caught fluttering -.

”You're a rare guest.”

”- Huh!?”

Behind him, sooner than he looked back, Sole's body was attacked by the feeling of heaven and earth reversing.

And the first time I caught it in my upside down vision, it was one young man.

The creepy western hall has bright platinum hair that is not commensurate with each other, and the shape of the face is neat and it is not an exaggeration to call it exactly your son.

But those eyes are ominously red in color. It disturbs the impression that the imbalance cannot help but be received from the youth.

That was the meeting with him, Algardo Bona Palettia.

Algardo Bona Palettia.

He is a prince of the Kingdom of Palletia, formerly of the throne. But it is also a thing of the past.

Algardo, stripped of his right to inherit the throne and abandoned, lived by being flown to the border known as the end of the Kingdom of Palettia.

A minimal number of people, who once lived to restore a western hall that existed as your home, never bothered with the landscape of the hall.

Everyone, such as the prince, who lived in the creepy hall, thought it creepy and treated it as something that was not there, with no neighbors or prying about anything.

Therefore, no one approaches his Western hall. Unless that's also the odd one.

Such a strange and uninvited guest was visiting his abode, the Western Hall.

”Ugh...! Get off me!

It was only a matter of time before such a rare customer appeared before Algard.

There are those who are tied up before Algard but can roar with majesty. Algardo shows his breath nibbling at his shoulders.

”You've had a very powerful burglar.”

Yes. Tied up in front of Algardo are the undelivered who were trying to fish for food in the western hall where Algardo lives.

It looks like it's a narrow outfit to see, and I have trouble eating it. But there was something else that attracted Algard's interest.

The undelivered were girls. The girl, supposedly of lower age than Algard, had an area on its head not equipped by humans.

The girl's hair is silver enough to reach her waist, and her ears are shaking to match the girl's emotions when it comes to the same “hairy” wolf as that silver hair.

”Is it real?

”Don't touch it!

With all the momentum that still bites, the girl shakes her head and pays Algardo's hand that touches her own head. I know very well that the stripped dog teeth are pointy as fangs.

I guess this is a real ear because of the texture I've tried touching my ears and even the fact that it's moving, Algardo decides. Furthermore, it was decisive because behind the girl the same furry tail was shaking to intimidate her.

”Warwolf...? But you're human enough for that.”

Some demons are close to looking like humans. Among them are demons of werewolf descent who work bipedally like people.

One of them is Warwolf. But Algard knows that Warwolf is a ”bipedal wolf” and not a ”wolf's ear and tail on a person”.

”Ugh!

While Algard lays his hand on his jaw but observes, the wolf-eared girl is roaring mightily.

Those eyes are blue eyes with a shitty, vibrant light. For a while, it was Algard, who was gazing at the girl, but breathed out slowly.

”Why did you try to work the theft?

……

”Where are you from?

……

There is no answer from the girl. Let Algard stroke his jaw wondering what's going on.

Algard, who was lagging behind in his ideas, heard at that time a different sound from the roar from the girl's.

It was a loud belly bug sounding.

”... ha”

Algard exhales and turns his back on the girl and tries to leave the room.

The girl leaned powerlessly against Algard trying to leave the room behind, but immediately raised her face and yelled.

”Seriously! Untie this! Hey!”

Can't you even hear the girl cursing, Algard's not closing the door anymore?

The girl, who was holding her hands and feet in captivity so as not to be rumbled, turns around and manages to escape the detention.

But there is no sign that the restraint can be relegated ruthlessly. Eventually, the part of the restraint is gradually rubbed off because of the violent attempt to release the restraint.

Still, the girl can power the rope she's holding in captivity. But once again, the belly bug buzzes makes me weak all at once.

”... hungry... hungry...”

”... then don't go wild in vain”

”Huh?”

It was Algard who answered the girl's whine. At some point he was coming back.

There's a tray in that hand, and there's a good smell of a girl sniffing her nose. The girl slurred her throat at at the smell of stimulating appetite.

”... I won't give this to you if you're going to break out. All right?”

”... Ya, can I eat...?

The girl asks because she can't believe it. I don't understand why you try to feed yourself for trying to steal.

Leaving behind a girl who could not understand, Algard placed a tray on the table and took a vessel that smelled good in its hands. On the other hand, a spoon is taken and the contents are snapped.

There seemed to be soup in the vessel. With a hint of hot air, there is no nostrils, and there is zero salivation from the edge of the girl's mouth.

”Do you smell weird, or what?

”No...... but”

”Right.”