Two as One Princesses

The soldiers took me to a place like a conference room in a big building.

There is a large desk in the center with many chairs placed around it.

There are a total of nine people sitting in that chair.

Uncle Musculoskeletal Skinhead. The atmosphere is similar to that of Norvell's guild leader, but not his face. My face is more full of confidence over here.

They don't just have flesh, they also have quite a bit of magic, and it feels like Zach decided that magic warfare alone seems to have more than a C grade strength.

Others are like bad nobles to two, and one is like a fat merchant with plenty of weight. One like a fat cleric as well. One looks like a trinket.

One like a bearded dwarf. 1 sister with long ears and thin lines. 1 lion.

As for the back three, I think they're Dwarves, Elves, and Beastmen, respectively.

The Beast Man is not the type of beast ear growing on a person, but a little more beastly. Although hairs grow where people are characteristic based, skeletons are like people. It doesn't feel like I let an animal stand up.

And the elves don't seem like Fiyanamia-sama because of their magical feel.

I've been surprised by those nine eyes, but this could just be a heavy load on Ciel.

But what about me responding... I'm not sure why they brought me this far in the first place.

"Just sit down."

Mr. Skinhead urged me, so Ciel sat in the closest chair.

The soldier he brought left one guarding the door intact and went outside.

Just being surrounded by adults is very oppressive, considering it's not one-on-one, maybe not if Ciel's experience says something like that.

'Shall I take your place?

'Can I ask you a favor?

I'll leave the response to Ayn.

"I'll take in Ciel's opinion as much as I can."

That's why I'm switching with Ciel.

With the replacement, the spirits come by. Though it's coming close and it's through Skasca.

Now when I switched, I reacted: Dwarf, Elf and the Beast Man. The big reactions were Dwarves and Elves.

He seems to be staring at this one, and he's looking at the Forest Spirit.

The Forest Spirit, who is usually a little far away from me even if he swaps with me, is somehow on his lap and his gaze gathers there.

Though not strange in size, it seems kind of hilarious to be riding on me because the Forest Spirit looks older by the looks of it.

And since he cannot touch me any more, he floats precisely so that he can sit and see.

Though it doesn't matter because the person seems to enjoy it.

"Hey, Ayn. Is she sitting down?

It's floating.

'Right. But aren't you tired?

'Wouldn't it be nice because it sounds fun?

As I talked to Ciel about this, I was watching what might begin, and the merchant-like man spoke out in a frustrating manner.

"You don't seem to know why they brought you here,"

"Yeah, not at all"

There are as many verses as you can think of, but all of this is what annoyed this one, and there are no sardines surrounded like this.

That's why I gave it back without being bad, but the merchant-like person who didn't like it said "this......" and blushed.

But Mr. Skinhead took control of it with his hands, so he sat back in the chair very deeply.

"This is a hunter union issue. We'll have the merchants union pinch their mouths later."

"Oh, right. Let me complain to you later."

Well, I don't think anyone at the merchants union is complaining about it.

Or was there some kind of merchant union? I barely dealt with him, so I didn't know. Maybe, though I'm just forgetting.

But the fact that there is a merchant union means that if I say guild, will there be a merchant union?

In a formal setting, it might be a good idea to call it an O-O union.

"So why am I here?

With the meaning of telling me to move on quickly, I ask the nine of you.

Few people reacted openly, but looked disgusted at the clerical appearance.

Regardless of the response, I'm guessing there's a gathering of people in central leadership positions here.

The lack of an introduction may mean that you don't have a name to teach.

Although it's easy because I don't have to remember.

"Ciel, can I text you?

"Yes."

As the story fits, it seems that representatives of the skinhead hunter union will proceed.

"I called you here because I want to confirm the facts and ask you a few questions.

In some cases, I will ask you to go to the store... "

"You don't remember being taken"

"What..."

"Merchant union, shut up."

If you think you've gone a little further, it stops right away. Is it willing to talk?

"I confirm, but is it true that the demonic flood that is still going on in the Kingdom of Estoke has ignored it?

"I didn't ignore it. I took supplies to the King's Capital, and I defeated as many demons as I came across along the way."

"So is it true that in the same period, in the Hunter Union in the capital of King Estoke, you committed the crime?

"No. When I took the supplies, I told the acting head, 'If you don't cooperate in solving the demonic flood, you won't receive the supplies' and threatened, 'The request wasn't accomplished' or, 'The magic bag was stolen by the hunter who requested it'. I told the hunters around me to capture me even more, so I defended myself."

"Wasn't it too much? We're going to put more strain on the town where the demon flood is going on, aren't we?

"You originally promised me safety within the Hunter Union in King Estoke, didn't you?

Why do we have to take this one into account when we've broken it?

The horizontal spear didn't go in along the way, but this is generally the story.

Mr. Skinhead of the Hunter Union seemed resolute and found himself getting less and less energetic.

I mean, I don't think I've been well since the beginning. Perhaps after knowing that I had nothing to do with it, I was driven out on this occasion.

I'm fine being clerical in that, and I'm gonna put in a cross spear.

"I mean, you weren't going to fight in the demon flood from the start.

He said he had just delivered supplies while many people were in danger. Sure, if you were a hunter, you'd have decided to cooperate in the event of a demonic flood?

"In the first place, I heard you gave me uncertain information, so I was unprepared."

"If Estoke falls, it could have been dangerous to the center, but how are you going to take responsibility?

A lot of words fly from the side of people.

But the multiracial group was frowning when they saw such people.

At least they don't seem to have any bad feelings for us. No, even though those who are recruiting may not have bad feelings for us, but just want to use them politically.

"First of all, in my quarrel with the Hunter Union, I'm admitted not to have to fight in a demonic flood involving King Estoke Capital, right?

"Oh, it must be"

"That's why I'm laughing at you leaving people alone"

Ask Mr. Skinhead and he'll return the affirmation. but voices also rise from elsewhere.

Why put in the cross spear? Is it a disease that dies if I don't say what I want to say?

"Anyone who has a complaint against me on this matter, go to the capital of King Estoke and shout aloud, 'I am the singing king/singing princess'. I was accidentally torn apart, but I wonder if you can understand what I'm trying to say."

Apparently Estoke's dislike of the singing princess became well known and quiet.

On the contrary, he found out in his current statement that I was a singing princess, and the cleric (tentatively) looked blatantly disgusted.

"Then I am being targeted for my life by nobles in the capital of King Estoke.

The reason for this is probably because I mentioned the demonic flood.

In addition, I was told to fight in a hunter's union under a nobleman who I believe was after my life. "

You mean die? Ask aside, the person who has complained turns a blind eye.

"I defeated 10 more Wyburns, but as a Class B hunter, is this not enough of a battle during the demon flood?

"If that story is true, don't be too much"

"I'm in a magic bag, so I can show you proof that I defeated you.

And then, that was information about the demon flood. I apologize if the people here pepper the information that amateurs have examined to the extent of their hobbies in one hassle. But without this information in the first place, I don't think we could have prepared it.

Now, to this point, am I guilty?

"No. More like a bounty."

Now you can say that the Estoke case is solved.

But I guess this is half the time. It's true that I broke the store, so I think it's more the real deal from now on.

I'm sick of it, I was half-throating, and the elf guy who's been silent raised his hand.

"Do you mind? Any more... No, should I introduce myself first?

My name is Yunmika Maa Mesui. They do things in the middle like an elf wrapper. "

"I'm not Bakho Tuwa Centro. Just like Yunmi, he's not a Dwarf wrapper."

"Oh, if Bach is going to hitch a ride, will you join us? I'm Wang Wang Liev. He's a compiler for the Beast Clan."

"Nice to meet you. Cielmail."

He introduces himself at once, but tells him his name if he will give it back to him.

I got a name earlier, and I think it makes sense because I didn't tell you from here, although I might know it by the time I was here.

At the end of a further introduction, Mr. Yunmika, the elf, turned to the people.

"So, I'll get back to you. Would you stop doing this farce any more?

I'll declare it first, but I'll follow her. That would be Bach and Gwan together, wouldn't it?

"Right."

"Ooh."

In Mr. Yunmika's declaration, some of the people shook up the pull.

Among them, the clergyman (tentatively) had a bright red face, which made him glare.

"Then how do you explain the border house?

"Oh, did I give you permission?

A voice will be heard from behind me, and the gaze of all will be upon you.

Same gray hair as Ciel, spotless, clear skin, smooth shape. Is he a little less tall than the average woman in this world?

Though slightly eyed, there is no strong impression, and the big eyes glow golden.

Long pointed ears on the small nose, cherry blossom lips and any part of their appearance, neat.

If you make a mistake on the road, it's beautiful enough for most people to look back.

And it's also the top of this center. Magic like that.

"Again, I'm interrupting"

When I lowered my head, she smiled softly.

"It's fine. I don't know. I wanted to ask you if you could see the garden of my house."

"Let me take a closer look at you later."

"Yeah, yeah. Let's do that. But let's introduce ourselves, shall we?

My name is Fiyanamia. My mistress in this house. Nice to meet you. "

"Welcome. Yeah..."

I'd like to name him again, but I can draw attention to my name as Siermail to Master Fiyanamia. That's why I don't want to give Einsel's name on this occasion.

You understood me in trouble, and Lady Fiyanamia covered me, "It's okay," and then saw those gathered together.

"Well, what's the occasion? Dear (...) Guest (...) in this house, what did you intend to do?

The face was laughing, but the eyes weren't laughing at all.