Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

Cochmar, holding a vial with a muckade on both legs, whined over and over again that it was sloppy, but flew over the distance to Helifarte, which would take three days on a horse, in just half a day. Fortified by magic, he sees darkness at night sharper than an owl, and can fly longer than a migratory bird, faster than a falcon.

However, given such superior abilities, Cochmar never thanked him for his curse. That fucking baba only saw herself as a tool, and she only thought of her as a magic supply. In other words, the relationship between the curse and Cochmar was not so much a matter of obedience as a matter of interest.

By the time Cochmar arrived at the Royal Palace of Purpose, it was just after noon, and a little white girl, such as Serene the target, could easily be found thanks to the beauty and heterogeneity of her appearance. The little girl was on the grass and behaved like a blonde.

Looking at that delicious looking meat dish, I accidentally broke it and wanted to go in, but until my reason as a warcraft held him back and my white daughter pulled into my room, I stopped at a near-field tree and watched (or stared).

After a while, the daughter went back to her room and as soon as she rolled over the bed, her eyes closed and she fell asleep. The windows were open to incorporate the beautiful Kaoru of spring. This is really convenient. Cochmar cleverly holds the bottle with his feet, uses his beak to remove the lid, is cursed and unleashes the mukade.

"Olayo!

That's how he knocked the giant mukade that popped out with his beak, and Cochmar threw it unconstitutionally from the sky into Serene's room. Mukade dived under Serene's bed, as the curse had said. Cochmar flew away with the bottle in his arms, looking at the situation and making sure that there was no problem.

"Owatta, Assonde Frog"

Having accomplished his job, Cochmar had come to the city because of it, so he was thinking of returning home with a glimpse of a beautiful female crow. Even now that Cochmar had become a warcraft, he did not intend to go for heights with his power or to be of service to the world. If the crow's companion had darted him with a big face, his heart would have been filled with it.

Well, the mukade that snuck into Serene's room. I followed the orders given and dived under the bed. His vitality was enhanced by his magic trick of poisoning him, but because he was a worm, he had little intelligence, and his instincts aimed at darkness.

Bugs that eat and kill their peers and accumulate abundant evil magic and nutrition in their bodies sneak into the target's pillow and just sit still in the shadows. Just doing so will erode Serene's life, who is resting easily - should have.

"Who is it? Whose room do you think this is?"

Mukade chirped strangely at Baritone's often passing voice, which sounded abruptly under the bed. Mukade captured the appearance of some small black and white creature just around the bottom of the target's pillow. At the same time, he rattled his jaw again to mock him. Because the creature was a tiny mouse, less than half his body length.

"You know what I'm saying? You don't get it, but I'll give you a warning. This is the bedroom of Serene-Arkuilla-like, the princess among the princesses. And I am the protector of the great princess, my name is Butler.

It won't make sense to the bug opponent, but Butler nevertheless named him respectfully. But Butler's words and so on are ignored as if, and Mukade stuffs a distance with Butler. Butler just stayed calm and didn't look frightened.

'Mukade, let me ask you one thing. What brings you to the princess's bedroom? Are you willing to apply to the princess... whoa!

Butler tried to negotiate to explore Mukade's intentions, but Mukade suddenly jumped and tried to bite Butler's throat. Butler didn't look particularly rushed and avoided that sharp fang blow by simply twisting his body gently.

Seeing this short motion, Mukade twisted himself to agitation for the first time. When I saw the mouse, I was only thinking about the extent to which the delicious food was rolling, but the agility of this mouse is unusual. When Butler leaves one step forward, the mukade lags behind like it was barometric pressure.

'Hmm... that's a pretty fast blow. How about a little' play 'with me?

Suddenly Butler said so, standing only on his back leg, spreading both forelegs, and making a royal stand. I just want you to jump in. On the contrary, I even let him gracefully untie the red ribbon he was wearing on his chest.

"What's wrong? My throat's empty, huh? Besides, my throat is white. You will also see well in the darkness under the bed. Come on, come on. '

Mukade was deeply hurt in pride by the fact that his opponent did not consider himself an enemy, even if he did not understand Butler's words. And as desired by the rat who volunteered to commit suicide, he bit himself thoughtfully in the throat exposed to defenselessness. Later, with fangs fortified with magic, I snap this mouse's neck... snap... unbreakable!

"Hmmm... is there still only this much power?"

Butler was bitten by a muckade, but didn't let himself wander, and stood just on his hind legs as he was. Was the food sweet? Once again, Mukade tries to leave in an offensive position, but realizes that it is here. I can't leave my biting fangs at all. Butler's strength in the muscles of his neck prevented him from losing his fangs.

'Mukade, I gave you permission to attack for one reason. Even if I were a werewolf, because if I had strength, if I had rebuilt my sexual roots, I could have become a princess's sword and a shield's squire. But there's no reason to keep you alive because I can't seem to hurt you one more time. "

And Butler loosened his power, Mukade felt the crisis, moving its countless legs, trying to escape under the bed at high speeds, but not from Butler with four luxurious legs. He turns around in front of the mukade at the speed of an electrolithic fire.

'I don't know why you broke in here, but this is the bedroom of the great princess. He enters without permission and suddenly strikes me, his squire. Even, if you know you can't win, escape in front of the enemy. With the above, I don't think I deserve to see Princess Serene!

With that said, Butler chewed his head off with one blow, not long before Mukade took evasive action. Butler's fangs are small, but once he's serious, it's easy to even put a crack in the steel shield. If you take such a blow, it will be somewhat enhanced, but there is not a single muscade.

Having eaten a powerful blow to his front teeth, Mukade was stuffy as the roar of the Terminator, but as it was, he became frightened and spasmodic, and he never moved again.

"Butler, ouch"

When Butler, who repelled the intruder, turned around, there was Serene's head, which turned upside down. I watched as if it was a hassle to move from the top of the bed or just peek under the bed with my head.

'I apologize for the noise. I was taking care of the werewolves. Forgive me.'

"Rozaki? Ah, Mukade………………………."

When Serene got out of bed, she stuck her hand under the bed for nothing and took the muckade with her sleeping eyes.

From his lifetime, he was originally a lover of flora and fauna, and creatures such as muckads and spiders were friends with Serene, who preyed on troublesome opponents such as cockroaches and flies.

That is why for Serene, who has few human friends, Mukade was one of Serene's friends.

"Shin..."

But Serene was greatly disappointed because it was already too late when Serene reached out and the mukade of its splendid physique was out of breath. Because I was reincarnated into a world where rats talk, maybe I could have been friends with this guy.

Speaking of which, I've read about these curses that use worms like muckades in past comics. Oh, if this guy had lived, I could have given him magic and let him sneak into the prince's bedroom. Serene meditates her eyes in sadness when she can't get inside such a splendid mukade.

"The princess is kind...... but that muchade's death is not in vain"

"Eh?"

'All living things return to the earth sooner or later. That's how it becomes the flesh and blood of living things again. Come on, take the rest of the day off already. I'll take care of that muckade by my own means.'

"Okay."

Serene nodded lightly at Butler's dialogue and threw Mukade down like a floor. Serene was a man who cared about the lives of animals and plants, but more about beautiful girls and breasts, and more about himself.

"Has the princess slept...... OK!

After confirming Serene was back for another nap, Butler was largely devoured by Mukade. Butler eats Mukade's carcass like a mole.

'Mmmm! This muckade, the outer shell is chewy, but the contents are more fluffy than you can imagine! Then you're not persistent and you're packed with plenty! What a wonderful thing this is!

Butler is originally a forest mouse. I didn't think Serene would like it, and as much as I could, I tried not to eat bugs in front of her, but after all, when such a splendid mukade intrudes, my forefinger moves even if it responds. Regardless, Butler was heartily overjoyed to come down and have a boiling treat, although the main aim was to end the mukade harmful to Serene.

'But it tastes nostalgic somewhere... does it feel like I said it tastes like a muffin?

That should be it too. Forcible poison is inherently the power of curse, but there is in Butler's body the magic of Serene, which has flowed for several years. If it is about the curse that was praised for a few days, it will neutralize. Moreover, the magic of Serene is used as a catalyst, so it is natural that it is friendly.

Thus Butler flattened the round, fat mukade. But where the hell did this mukade come from? Whatever you think, it's hard to believe that something like this will come naturally. Besides, this mukade came in through the window. I don't care what you think, it's at an angle that I just think someone dropped out of the sky.

"Maybe it's a gift from my late mother..."

Maybe my mother, who ascended to heaven, is watching me as I help Serene as a shadow every day. The mother sent me a magically packed mukade to work for me. It's a childish idea, but it's too much by chance. Butler made this mukade a gift from his mother, and he didn't mention it any more. I don't care about the details, they were so delicious that I thought so.

Thus Butler, delighted by the rare treats he had seen in recent years, now nurtured his late mother, nourished her English and encouraged her to do more.

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"It's been two weeks and not at all!

"Hmmm…… this is not how it should be…………"

The curse of attitudes like eating people also gave me a bewildered look for the first time since I was summoned to Ente's room. If you were a regular person, you would be dead. Nonetheless, Serene's obituary shows no sign of ever coming in.

He scolded the reluctant Cochmar and flew to Helifarte several times to see how he was doing, but Serene was pimped and said he was living as usual. It's not like there's any chance that Cochmar's report is a lie, but that stupid glass never defies anything about his interests alone. In that sense, the curse puke trusted Cochmar.

"There are two possible causes…………"

The curse let go of the hand he was putting on his mouth and opened his mouth like he couldn't tell me.

"The first thing is that that girl has prepared and removed a presence that can counteract the curse. But this isn't very realistic."

With that said, the curse denied his thoughts. There is no such thing as being able to combat forced poisoning. If it can be countered, it's about a warcraft with considerable power, but almost none of us on this continent know how to make warcraft, and even if we give up 10,000 steps and create a warcraft for some accidental reason, we have to be prepared for quite some time in order to accumulate power.

"So what's the other possibility?

"That girl's mental power means that the crowd is deviant and superior."

"……… What are you talking about?

"In the first place, an object called a curse has a strong link to something spiritual. 'Someone is pointing malice at themselves. I'm aiming for my life' just knowing these facts is enough for people to be imprisoned, feared, and debilitated by suspicious demons. It is in the true curse that we grow those weak parts of humans and intertwine and erode their magic."

"So?"

"I mean... if you have a noble spirit that can jump those dirty things, an object called a curse could cease to work. Is there anything you know?

"Speaking of which..."

Ente digs back into his memory. When Serene came to Valvere, the information I squeezed out of my other squire told me that Serene had magic and that he had some rare talent and was taken away by Helifarte.

"Oh… a rare talent, is it? and what kind of talent?"

"I don't know."

Ente shakes his head. All the servants said was that Serene had a rare gift and was given to Helifarte by Arquilla. This is a letter exchanged by Arquila and the Prince of Milan, and it seems that it has been so publicly proclaimed to the entire Royal Palace of Helifarte. But no one knew exactly what kind of talent he had.

"Maybe... Yeah, I'm sure he will"

"What is it?

Here Ente realized he was making a serious mistake. I thought the prince had that little girl on hand because Serene had magic power, but isn't that strange in itself?

Though few, there are also those who possess magic in the civilian population. Then it shouldn't have to be Serene. It is understandable that it is a rare beauty, but Milan should not be the type to petition just because of the beauty on the outside.

"That talent…… was something I couldn't say publicly!

Isn't it true that Serene's true talent could not be expressed in numbers or forms? In other words, was it the spiritual power that slipped through, the one scale of charisma that guided the people, the integrity that could bounce evil, that sort of thing? Therefore, it was not described as a specific wording such as "gifted with magic" or "deeply constructed in painting". Isn't it natural to think so?

When this happens, as an Ente, I really have to recognize that the greatest enemy ever appeared. Magic is for me, and technology can be seen in training. But the vague things that said about the "noble spirit" of his birth can never be worn except by him.

"What are you going to do! If the curse doesn't work, you don't have to hit it! There is no other way!?

"I don't care if you say so. If the poison doesn't work, then perhaps every curse will be bounced."

"You useless! What a curse, you lying prick!

Ente struck a curse at the curse for cursing all the cursing noise, but the curse is flat. On the contrary, my face is getting worse and worse. So much so that Ente, who was exhaling his emotions with anger, seemed gradually creepy. At the end, the curse looked up to heaven and laughed with his belly.

"HI, HI HI HI...... HEHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

"Hey, what's wrong!?

You must have lost your mind because your curse didn't work, Ente made such an evil guess, but that's not wrong. The curse made his eyes shimmer, stretched out his rounded spine and was more alive than ever before.

"No, no, no! I've never been happier! I didn't think you were going to use" that "for this curse!

"Is that...?

When Ente is suspicious, the curse just makes me want to talk, so I open my mouth to rap.

"It is a 'ban' passed down to my clan. It's too dangerous, it hasn't been used in hundreds of years, but when it comes to killing someone with that much mental power, you have to use this. No, no, you don't live long!

I can't help but be happy with the curse. With all the boneless opponents I've ever had, I thought I'd never have the chance to use such great magic again. Best honor as a curser, such as being able to exercise it on your own behalf.

"That works for the book, doesn't it?" Forced poison was a shoulder watermark. "

"I don't have a problem comparing it to a tiny substitute called forcible poison or something. This is because the quality of the curse itself is different. It's just gonna take a while to get ready. Well, it's about six months."

"Six months!? You're gonna keep me waiting."

"Well, I'm ready for a lot of things. First gather the blood of the sinner……………………."

"I don't want to hear it."

It's not a busy way to go. Ente blocks his ears and blocks the conversation.

"There's only one thing I'm interested in. I don't know if I can definitely finish Serene because it's forbidden."

"We have a record of using this technique in the past and destroying the country several times. You're going to hit one little girl with that. If you're a smart Ente, isn't this how you know?

…………

Ente is silent. Not one person. It's enough to destroy a country. Curse throwing up failed this time, but he's a morbidly obsessed with cursing people to death. It's hard to think you're lying.

"Okay. But not twice, right?

"Don't worry about that. Such great sorcery, this old body cannot strike twice. It's the first and last big job of this cursed lifetime."

When the curse said so in a really good mood, he showed Ente his amount as a reserve fund. Ente's face catches on as soon as possible.

"Hey, isn't this too extrajudicial?

"Then I will do something extrajudicial, so it is only natural that it will be at an extrajudicial price. But, Master Ente, I can assure you that it will be as effective as it is."

In the end, Ente accepted the request for a curse.

If we keep Serene growing any longer, it becomes a really dangerous molecule when it grows.

Then pay for some risk, but you definitely have to turn it off.

While Ente felt teething, she also recalled that it was also a pleasure to spend time thinking about how that beautiful daughter was going to die of boredom and suffering. That one's still a little girl. For about six months, the prince won't let him deal with the night either. We still have time.

"You're my loss this time. But who's going to win last? Looking forward to six months at best."

As such, Ente thought of Serene's scattered appearance and rejoiced.