Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

New moon tonight. To illuminate the dark night without the moonlight, a bonfire is cooked in front of the gates of Valvere Castle. The gatekeeper, who was on a security mission relying on that light, gave one big yawn.

A few days ago, the great event of sending out the line of the Holy Prince of Helifarte, the great power, ended, and I was really relieved. There were no visitors for a while, and there were no idiots coming in from the front of Valvere Castle, so there was no choice.

But then, in the dark, the gatekeeper noticed one shadow approaching from afar. The gatekeeper makes a noise over the cobblestone, and calls out to the shadow that sweeps through the darkness.

"Who is it! Time for a look is running out. If you need anything, I'll come back tomorrow."

"Oh, I've been whipping my old body, and you're treating me badly."

"My lord, this is a pharmacist! Excuse me!

Hearing his squeamish, the gatekeeper hurriedly apologized. The old woman, whose voice he held in absurdity, was suspicious as a witch because of her appearance, but a drugstore held by the princess.

I don't know much about the details, but they say they're descendants of a clan that came from more exotic countries than anything else. The medicine this old woman makes, although it looks bad and expensive, was extremely effective and gained tremendous trust from the nobles of Valvere.

"Why did you come at such a time? If it's medicine, they should pick it up from us..."

"Well, the princess finally gave me the medicine I had been asking for for for a few days, so I thought I should hurry, so I came out here."

That's what I said. The old woman laughed, fu, fu laughed, passing beside the guard. The old woman is also a doctor in Valvere's arms, so she enters the castle as if she knew herself. The guard did not blame it in particular and allowed the passage of a suspicious old woman with a crow.

"Oh boy, another headache for the princess? It's this way that I have a headache..."

One of the guards complained after the old woman's back disappeared completely. Princess Ente has a headache when she decides to send a mission or something from another country. Everyone under my ministry thought that being that young, unmanned princess was due to the fact that other countries cared about courtesy, and that the headache was caused by hard work.

The guard returned to his original position while tongue-in-cheek at the princess, who had no problem with her men being harder than that.

"This is Dear Ente, how about an addition or a subtraction?

"You can tell by looking at it. That sucks."

The old woman, passed in the name of 'examination' into Ente's room, smiled teasingly when she saw Ente's face sitting in the chair in a grumpy manner.

"Shiny, kimpy, totey squid?

"Calm down Cochmar. I have to check on the princess from now on."

The old woman is embarrassed that a crow called Cochmar was excited to see Ente dressed in glow. Ente had already welcomed old ladies like this many times, but I'm still not used to bringing dirty old ladies and crows into her sober private room.

"Curse vomit. Would you stop bringing me that loud crow?

"No, this is an important partner at work, so it would be more convenient for us to talk."

Old woman - called the curse, she bounced off Ente's suggestion. Her name is Curse. No one knows the real name. The only thing we know is that the descendants of a clan who came from a long time ago are exotic, and that her magic has the nature of "cursing people to death".

"It used to be a good time. Plague, famine, war...... the world was filled with resentful emotions. But now that it's a world of peace, we have to give it a crappy side job: a pharmacist. I really appreciate the princess giving me the job."

Curse vomit said in a tone that was not greatly appreciated, but Ente ignores it and asks the part that caught his interest.

"I don't care if you come. By the way, you said that Cochmar... Wouldn't you rather have a human being as your partner than something else?

"This is not just a beast. It is found in a beast with magic, called the 'Warcraft'. It's not like a beast with the same intelligence and strength, but it also allows us to understand the language to a certain extent."

"It just sounds gaggy to me."

"The Warcraft can only talk to the Lord who made the covenant. I don't understand it in any other person."

"What, you can only talk to one person, it's not useless at all"

"No, no, it's a convenient thing to use unexpectedly. For example………………"

"Barca, Barca"

"What did you just say, that crow?"

"The princess is truly beautiful, great and wise."

When the curse said so, Ente laughed as if it wasn't too much.

"Oh, you sure are a clever crow. I like it."

"Let's be honest."

The curse broke out and I managed to answer that. Yes, no matter what we talk about in front of us like this, it only makes sense between the Warcraft and her husband, so we can exchange information dignified anywhere.

"You're a little interested. How do we make the beast a warcraft?

"All you have to do is sleep with him and give him some magic. But if you do too much, your magic will diminish on giving you too much wisdom and power. It would be easy to keep it for about three months at most."

"I don't like it if you don't give Kedamono his magic powers. I can't believe we're living together."

"Is that so? It's not impossible."

Talking that far, Ente lifts her hair, rises from her chair and approaches the curse.

"I didn't call you to listen to your animal tutoring course. Do you have what you were asking for?

"Heh heh, that would be great. We have prepared 'special effects' to help with the princess's headache."

The curse is demeaning, and when he bows down to Heco, Ente suddenly smiles. This princess was a very easy customer to treat as a curse because she went out a little poorly and as soon as she showed her bait she would fix her mood. A good paying fool can only be appropriately revealed.

"But, well, killing a toddler is a big deal. If you curse too many people, the curse will return to you, okay?

"You're so loud. In general, you don't seem happy when you say things like that."

"Oh, I guess I found out. Hitch."

The curse was making my eyes shimmer and my whole body had a creepy boost of vitality that I didn't think was an old woman. I distort my mouth to the point where it seems to rip to my ears, and I smile.

"This cursing business is a curse, but Master Ente is a gentle person, until now, it has been to the point of debilitating the target, so the killing for a long time is still a temper."

Until now, Ente's request for a curse was to the point of debilitating the nobles of other countries who had come to him. From Ente's point of view, it would have been nice if rumors had spread that she would be ill if she had been involved with that princess.

All she has in her eyes is Milan. And I've known him since childhood, so if Milan couldn't distrust me, it didn't matter later, and there was still some resistance to killing people.

On the other hand, the curse was unsatisfactory. Even though she is a first-class spell, at the request of this raw princess, she was unable to fully behave with her excellent arms. It's easier to say it's easier because there's less money in it, but it's not fun to work with without reward.

In the meantime, I honestly doubted my ears when Princess Ente, who sneaked her eyes out directly, said, "I have a daughter I want you to kill."

"Yes, the target's daughter...... did you say Serene or something? I ran into her at the store."

"With Serene?

"Anything, you said you wanted to buy medicine for your loved ones. Aren't you really a healthy child when you say you're still so young?"

"Important person...... right. You really are an abominable little girl!

Ente bites his thumbnail in frustration. I still have special feelings for that little girl, Milan. On the way back to Helifarte, that little girl is rocked by a carriage side by side with Milan, and a bug spit runs wondering if she's even looking at the stars romantically.

For the record, Serene was sleeping in a sleeping bag like a minotaur in the corner of a carriage when she was hungry at a meal, and she was alone in the carriage during the day, just a bummer, but that's what Ente doesn't know.

"Curse me! Just kill that little girl! Right now!

"Yes, sir. I'll give it to you now."

"Gahaha! Hysteria, hysteria!

Cochmar scoffs at Yelling Ente, but Ente doesn't get it. The curse also gently flushed the little girl's eclampsia, wandering her nose and removing a clear vial. There was something black and elongated in the bottle, and even Ente, who had asked for a curse many times before, was a substitute he had never seen.

"Hih......? Hey, what is that!?

"This is a spell produced by a spell known as a forcible poison. It's a great substitute to relieve Ente's 'headache'."

The curse threw up funny and sticking the bottle out in front of Ente's face, Ente ran away screaming and sticking it against the wall. That should be it too, it was in a vial because it was a huge, black muckade enough to ride on the palm of an adult.

"Yes, you're not the usual stone..."

"Oh, it's a curse stone. To the extent that it debilitates a person, it is good to curse the right stone, but when you kill someone, you need a powerful cursing power."

"What does that creepy bug have to do with the curse?

"There is a great deal. Bug poison is the first thing that collects large amounts of bugs and gives each of them magic. Then the catalyst - seal it with Serene hair. Then, the worms devour each other and kill each other, and the last one left has the power of a powerful curse. That's a curse overlap, so to speak. Naturally, the power is out of step."

I am good at explaining the curse vomiting, but the more I hear, the more Ente's skin pops in a different purification method.

"So, what am I supposed to do with that disgusting?

"The rest is as usual."

"As usual...... like the stone you've been in, you want to keep it close to the guy you want to curse?

"That's brilliant, Master Ente, you're fast and helpful."

Ente manages to regain his usual pace while wearing a blue face. The way it has been done so far was to have a curse stone ready for cursing and to sneak it into carriages and bags. Later, on the way home, the power of the curse is gradually activated, eroding the life of the subject.

The curse stone, if you say so, is like a charger with the power of the curse, and in less than a week it will just go back to the stone, and the evidence will disappear. The fine-tuning of the magic around it was masterfully manipulated by Curse Spit, a curse professional.

"But Serene has already left! It's too late to bring it!

"It takes a lot more work than a curse stone to prepare something. But don't worry. in Cochmar for that. I'll let this guy do the hauling."

Magikayo……

Cochmar sounded dissatisfied, but to Ente it seemed like loyalty to his master.

"So, that really works, doesn't it?

"Have you ever had a curse tool made by this curse that has never worked before?

"…… None."

The curse threw up and laughed as if he had won, giving instructions to Cochmar.

"Taku, Darina……"

Cochmar grabs the shaved vial with both legs, complaining about the bump. When the curse opened the window on its own without Ente's approval, Cochmar feathered to blend into the dark night.

"Are you sure you're okay with leaving it to that crow?

"That would be great. Rather, it is not as competent as Cochmar. No one will be suspicious if one crow is swamped into the castle garden. What do you think? A warcraft is a handy thing, isn't it?

The curse exhales proudly as he looks up at Cochmar's flying away sky. Really, a warcraft is a convenient thing. Little things like birds, mice, and featherworms are good, especially if you want to be a warcraft. Escorts, fights, that's what humans can do.

The art of making warcraft has become obsolete on this continent. Is that why? Because the royalty of the past put so much emphasis on giant beasts that looked good, like tigers and wolves. Princess Ente might also have shown a little more interest if Cochmar had been a great eagle, not a crow. Regardless, I've calculated it and told you about the curse.

It's easy to say by mouth, but turning the beast into a warcraft is not half the amount of magic consumed or the risk of failure. There is no one who follows a husband who is dumber and weaker than himself. If I were there, I would be the one who feels so much debt to his master.

Due to the difficulty of control and various reasons, the habit of using warcraft was gradually eliminated on the continent, and when it became a cursed generation, it was no longer a completely forgotten technology. The curse is gratitude to the royals of the past for being so dumb that they can monopolize technology.

"That bug has plenty of memories of the smell of Serene, so throw it around the Royal Palace in Helifarte and you'll sneak into her pillow on your own."

"Time?

"Well, it depends on the amount of mental and magical power Serene had, but to deduce from the magic that was coming out of her hair, she would fall ill in about two or three days after diving in and die of debilitation, even in about two weeks."

"That's not bad."

Ente laughs damned. Rather, it would be better if there were that much time difference, which diminishes my suspicion of myself. Even if you're wondering, one of these assassination tools is Mukade. There's nothing left to prove.

While Serene was in Valvere, he spent time with Milan until he cut time for Serene. I appealed to Serene to become best friends, so you should see her later and visit Serene's condolences.

Perhaps the Prince of Milan will dwell in grief and need spiritual support. No matter how much he is the owner of a stubborn spirit, if he loses something important, there will always be a gap in his heart. There you will find a prince who is refreshed and saddened from the shadows. I'm sorry, but let Serene be a stepping stone.

"Hehe, I have to thank Serene for that."

Ente laughed with great pleasure as he foresaw the death of the crow, Serene, which flew away in the dark night.