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　If it's ......, Mehranze wonders, what am I now?

If you've forgotten, I'll tell you!　I'm livestock!

　Yeah.
　I don't need the head housekeeper, Mrs. Brenke, to tell me that.
　They were ...... "livestock" kept by the Marquesses of Seebach, the court nobility of Ciel-Teira.

　In Ciel-Teira, there are no laws governing the treatment of subraces.
　If slavery is forbidden, they should be treated like cattle.
　There are so few sub-humans in the country that we don't even know how many there are. They don't bother to make laws to help them. And Miaranse knew from past experience that even temples were unreliable in this country.

　Mehranze is half human and half Ketsee, a feline beast. In human terms, she looks about 17 or 18 years old.
　However, her appearance is quite human-like, with the only subhuman features being her claws, which are harder and sharper than normal, her amber eyes, whose pupils change greatly depending on the light, and the large triangular ears on top of her head.
　If left unchecked, his entire body would be covered with the same glossy black body hair as his head hair, which he was forced to shave frequently.

　Living with her parents in the southern forest, Miaranse was sold to Ciel-Teira after her parents were killed by poachers.
　His master, the Marquis of Seebach, is very fond of Miaranse.
　The Marquis of Seebach is very fond of Miaranse, but his fondness for her is bizarre and twisted, and he takes pleasure in watching Miaranse in agony.

　Miaranse was treated as a person of lower rank than any other servant in the house, and was allowed to attend to any business as long as it did not involve death.
　From early in the morning, he had to clean the fireplace, prepare meals, sweep, wash, carry, and clean the stables. ......
　The amount of work was physically impossible to do, and if you were late, you were yelled at for being slow and lazy.
　After a long day of work, the Marquis is happy to see Miaranse so tired and battered, and sometimes he even uses her as a plaything.

　In addition to the usual maid's uniform, Miaranse wears a black, smeared, leather collar with a bell.
　This is the "Collar of Obedience," a magic item that makes her do things regardless of her own will. This collar prohibits Miaranse from escaping, and also makes it impossible for her to refuse various commands.
　It's an expensive magic item, so the fact that she wears it might be a sign of favoritism. For Miaranse, it's a love that she doesn't need 100%.
　Incidentally, the bell has nothing to do with the function of the item, but was added later at the suggestion of the Marquis so that those around Miaranse would know where he was.

　Today's work is a little different from the usual. "Today's task is a little different from usual.
　There were more than ten carriages in front of the house, including some that had been bought out of the wagons, and the servants were carrying the luggage to be loaded into them.
　However, even under these circumstances, in the end, what Miaranze does is much the same.
　Carrying a pile of luggage three or four times the size of the surrounding area, Miaranze staggered along.

　--God. If you are there, ......

"Ah!

　Miarandze's foot caught on something, and he fell, throwing off his pile.
　When he looked up, he saw the maid smiling sarcastically at him. He couldn't see what was in front of him because of the luggage, but he felt like he was trapped. But Mehranze wouldn't allow me to argue with her.

"You scum!　You scum!　How dare you defile the precious cargo of your master!
Aah!

　Immediately, Master Brenke flew over and used a nearby broom to slap Miallanze's ass as hard as she could.
　Insidious laughter erupted from all around.
　...... This is a show.

　--Why did you create this world in such an ugly and painful way?

　I'm not sure what to make of it.

　"The Rose Princess of Hell" ......
　If she kills her master, the Marquis, will this life be over?

　I'm not sure.

"Daryaaa!

　The final blow, the end of the accumulated damage.
　I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I've seen it before.

　Cracked helmets, cracked armor, dismembered bodies, and blown up lightning swords: ......
　It was the end of the evil undead monster that had destroyed so many villages. It doesn't seem to be rising again.

"......Huh!

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your vacation.
　He was the leader of the country's most powerful party, the "Spear of Zero", and was an elite adventurer of the sixth rank.

Thank you for your hard work. You're the leader of the spear!"

　It was a girl in light armor who quickly rushed to Zeft and thanked him.
　...... at least in appearance.

　Her eyes were the color of the setting sun, and her skin was porcelain white. Her long, honey-colored hair is tied up in a bun while she is on a quest.
　Her armor is made of the leather of the worm, a minor dragon, and is called "corset mail", a common design for female adventurers. The armor fits her body like a thief's, but her curly skirt is unique in its own way. Her absolute area is dazzling (her clothes are made to be cold-proof for this exposure).

　Tracy the Thief. An elite adventurer who is currently working with the "spear of zero spear", but does not belong to any particular party, and goes from one party to another depending on the request (quest).
　Tracy is a man in his mid-thirties, though he has a very girlish appearance and is very affectionate. ......
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

If it weren't for Zeft, we probably wouldn't have won.
"No, I wouldn't have won without Tracy's help.



　The female members of the party (a priest and a grappler) looked blankly at Zeft, who didn't seem too happy about being lifted by Tracy.

"What's with the leader? What's with the leader?
"I mean, Tracy's a guy.

　It's not that he's jealous or anything, it's just that he doesn't understand why Zeft, who's supposed to be heteros*xual, would be leering at Tracy.
　But the wizard and the tank, who are both men like Zeft, shake their heads.

You don't understand. ...... He's something else to everyone. He's like a character in a story.
That's a man's dream, man. That's a dream.
Yeah. ...... What is that? Why are you talking about us like we don't understand ......?

　The men nodded to each other, leaving the women's questions unanswered.

　Tracy has been a part of many parties, but she never gets into trouble with the human race, and she always seems to be having fun and being a mood maker. She has a good sense of humor, a good sense of humor, and a pretty face. It was only natural that she would become the idol of the adventurers, since she understood the distance between men's casual relationships.

......?　I'm not sure what to do.
Is it enemy reinforcements?
I don't think so. ......

　Tracy's ears picked up some kind of noise.
　Before long, the others could hear it too.
　Over the snow-covered hills, a guild attendant in a Wendigo came at full speed.

"Hey, spear spearers!　Please return to the capital immediately!
　A named monster, the Rose Princess of Hell, has led about four thousand undead monsters in a raid on the royal capital!
"What?
Four thousand?
No way!

　Everyone's face stiffens at the unbelievable news, except Tracy's.

d*mn it, ......!　We're going back as fast as we can!

　We're going back as fast as we can!" Zeft tried to run to the base camp where he had left his horse and luggage.
　But Tracy held him back.

"What?　Are we going?　Isn't it too late to go full speed now?
Maybe. ......
　But!　If even one more person can be saved by our return, then it's not a waste!
　Come on, guys!
Yes! Yes!

　The others responded in synchronized tones.
　Tracy muttered to herself as she watched the group hurriedly begin to move.

I'm not sure what to make of this. I thought it would be around today, so I stayed away from King's Landing. ......
　I'm sorry. I'm not sure if this is the end of the world for the country I was born and raised in.

　A strange nom de plume. I don't know what to do. The missing "dragon's whistle." The missing night python. The duke who was a key figure in the royalist movement. The Skeleton Champion's route of travel: ......
　Tracy has a network of contacts among adventurers throughout the country, and information flows to her as she needs it. Combining them in a flexible manner, Tracy was able to construct a theory that was close to the truth.
　She didn't know that Rene had eaten someone's soul to become stronger, and she hadn't expected to bring an army of 4,000 undead with her.

　I've been telling adventurers I know that they might want to stay out of the capital for a few days, but I wonder how many have managed to escape.

Hey Rene, ......
　I'd like to meet her because she's a beautiful girl, but I don't think I'll make it out of there alive. Stop thinking about it. I'm going to sneak off at the right place.

　I'll just sneak off at the right place.

　A place far away from Ciel-Teira.
　A place far away from Ciel-Teira. A dark land with swirling dark clouds.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find something that will help you out.
　In other words, it is a demon territory.

　But the Demon Lord's Army has been losing ground for the past few decades, and the size of the Demon Territory is already about half the size of the Noah Curio Kingdom.
　On the other hand, they are able to defend themselves well because there are a lot of high-ranking demons crowded in the small area, but there is no plan to recover the territory by reversing the offensive.

　In such a demon territory, an old stone tower stands alone.
　In the event you're not sure what you're looking for, you'll be able to find a lot more information on the web.

"Are you there?
"Well, well, well. Thanks for the errand. You can come in.

　The High Imp landed on the window sill and called out in human language, and a female voice answered from inside the room.

　The room that the High Imp entered was a room so littered with tools, mechanical parts, and catalysts that it looked like a dozen or so artifact engineers might be living there.
　Inexplicable metallic objects are placed here and there, piled up in the corners of the room. At first glance, it looks like a junk yard, but in fact, the artifacts randomly placed here are magic items that could buy an entire city. It's a treasure trove of items that will make anyone who sees it swoon.
　The shelves at the back of the room are lined with rare ingredients for making potions.



　The owner of the room was sitting at a large desk with glass laboratory equipment.
　It was a woman with weird and lustrous purple crystal eyes and weird and lustrous dark purple hair. She was wearing a black wide-brimmed hat and black clothes in the traditional witch style. Except for the degree of exposure.
　She is tall, with flesh where it belongs. She is dressed almost as if she were wearing underwear, and her skin is as white and lustrous as a young maiden's.

　It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your money. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for. ...... If you can still call a being that has lived for hundreds of years without regard to its natural lifespan a human being, that is.

Did you get the stuff?

　She was writing on a piece of parchment with her lab equipment in the corner of her desk, and asked without looking up.

"Not yet. I'm having trouble getting it.
　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it. ...... But the workshop is urging me to finish the golem-mounted cannon technique in a day or two.
You're urging me. ...... Yes, yes, yes, thank you. So the day after tomorrow is fine?
I did tell them that.

　I'm sure I've told them that." The High Imp flew away, saying only what she needed to say, and the girl who was supposed to be writing hurriedly threw out her quill and jumped onto the sofa.
　She was just pretending to be busy.

She was just pretending to be busy. "Hmmm, the Demon King's army of scampi who can't even use one beautiful boy for their s*xual arsenal experiment has no use for me anymore," she said.

　She invited him with a quick finger, and out of nowhere in the room, a bottle of wine and a glass flew into her hand.
　She snaps her fingers as she takes a sip of the blood-colored wine, the bottle tipping on its own in midair.

　The image appeared in a giant crystal ball the size of a human being placed in front of the sofa.
　The image, looking down from the sky like a bird's eye view, shows a castle and a city surrounded by solid walls. ......
　The image showed the castle and the city surrounded by solid walls, and an army of undead outside the walls.

It's been a long time since the forces of the evil gods have attacked. It's the first time in a long time that an army of evil gods might strike back at the human race. I'll be sure to watch it.
　...... Princess Rose. "Are you worthy to follow this great witch, Everith?