The half-human, half-ancient, half-monster form of the female we've protected calls herself Tiele.
　This girl is not very good at speaking, but she seems to understand what I'm saying to her, and when I talk to her, she replies with gestures and a few words.

　By the way, this Tille.
　I didn't think it was so big, but it seems to be old enough to be called a girl still.

　So when I finished talking with the two men from GianaCombe, I took Tiree to Korok and his friends' room.

　It's a large room that was originally built for Korok and his friends, but as expected, when Tille enters, it's very intimidating.

　Still.
Korok is a bear called Korok. Nice to meet you, Bear.
　Korok didn't seem to care about the size difference at all, and went to talk to this Tille.

　Tille, who was probably very nervous after being surrounded by so many small-faced adults all this time, seemed to be very relieved by the arrival of Korok, and immediately went soft on him.
　
　There's something about the way he looks at her that makes me smile so much.

　Tiree seemed to immediately give Korok a piece of his mind, licking up his face repeatedly.
　After being licked repeatedly with the long tongue characteristic of the ancient monster race, Korok was covered in that drool in no time at all...
Ha-ha-ha, spoiled brat.
　And as if that didn't matter, Korok was hugging Tille's face.

　In

　As expected, I thought it would be a problem as it was, so I asked Korok and Ela to take Tiree to the bath.

　Tiree, who had probably only ever bathed in the water, was feeling a little dirty, and that was part of the reason for that.

　The public baths run by the town hall are designed to accommodate large sub-humans like Tiree, so there was no problem getting in, but
It's too big to wash.
Yeah.
　I heard two voices from the bathroom saying
My lord, I want you to do something about this bear.
　And when a bare collock popped out of the room....................Hey!　It's a girl!

　So I immediately asked Unja to come in and join Korok and the others.
Okay, okay. Please leave it to me.
　And then Unna says, "I'm sorry," and slaps her chest.
　She starts to take off her clothes right in front of me, thinking, "You really are so dependable in this kind of situation, aren't you?
　
　Hey, hey!

Oh, this isn't a good place to be.
　It was a giggling Unya who said, "I'm sorry.
　The smile she had on her face, smiling in a somewhat mischievous manner, was somewhat deliberate, or maybe she wasn't showing it to me on purpose.......no, no, no, that can't be it....

　While she blushed as she unintentionally remembered Wunya's nakedness.
　From inside the bath.
Come on, let's get a good wash.
Bear!
Sir!
Whoa!
　And then the women's voices started to come up.

　Tiree seemed to be enjoying herself in the midst of the crowd, so I was relieved to hear that she was happy.
Hey, little man, Tiree wants to come in with us.
　And then Unja came out in a hurry.

　So, at least go wrap a bath towel around it.

◇ ◇ ◇.

　For now, I left the baths to Unja and returned to the lord's room, and just as I returned to the lord's room, one of the Guianacombe's arrived.

　According to the two of them.
　I was relieved to hear that the large ancient monster tribe that was injured was recovering nicely, and that it was worth the treatment.

　However, it seems that it's still not a good idea to move her, even if she's taking her back to GianaCombe.
'I apologize for the inconvenience, but if you'll let me stay a while longer...'
　So I agreed to this at my discretion.

　By the way.
　This large ancient monster tribe was resting near the entrance of the cave where they were currently mining dragon scales.

　This cave was
　It's originally a place where the salamander Sarah has been digging out the post-molt scales that she's been storing underground for decades, but there's also space in one corner for Sarah and other wyvern auras and Aela to molt.

　Sarah, who is already an adult dragon, only has to molt her scales once every few years.
　Still young and metabolically active, Aura and Aela molt their scales a few times a year.

　For them, being dragons, it's just a waste product.
　So when the armorer sees this, it's a drool-worthy, super valuable material.

　That's why.
　In addition to the scales that they dug up, the armor made from the scales that these auras molted has become one of the specialties here in Liberty.


　But I digress a bit.
　Therefore, near the entrance of this cave, there is more than enough space for Sarah and Aura in dragon form to take a rest, and this ancient monster tribe is also resting in one corner of the cave.

　The bed is covered with a layer of brand new straw, and they lie down on it.
　All of that care and more is taken care of by the bone people Sarah is summoning.

　At first.
　I'm an ancient race of monsters who were surprised that these bone people came by.
　Sarah came in.
Don't worry. These are my guys.
　When I told them that, they seemed to be relieved and did the rest of the work.

　The sight of these bone men busily polishing their huge bodies with hot water is, in a sense, valuable, or perhaps.......
What? In times of trouble, we're both in trouble.
　It was very encouraging to see Sarah laughing at that.

　Now, back to the topic at hand.
　The two men of Guianacombe told him that they were coming back to Guianacombe once, along with a request to let the ancient monster race stay for a while longer.
I'd like to hear from Guianacombe and the chiefs of the Ancient Kaiju Clan on how we should handle this matter.
　It was a good time to visit.

　Since it was also the day that the regular monthly grimoire to GianaCombe was to depart, I agreed and said, "Well then, we in Liberty are going to take care of those two while they are away.
　and shook hands with the two men, ending the press conference here.


　A short time later.
That was a nice bath.
　And Korok came back with a big smile on his face.

　Tiree was
　He said it's hard to walk down the corridor here at that size, so he's taking a break in front of the public bathrooms.

　I went with Korok to check on Tiree.
　Tiree looked at me and
"Hmm.
　And then she rubs her cheeks together while squealing.

　If the lower half of my body wasn't that of the ancient monster race, I'd normally be dressed to be rubbed up against a girl............etc.
You're a natural, little fella, and the girls love you.
　And I'm going to laugh at you.

　I'd like to think that's not true at all, but.......

　
　According to Korok.
'Tiree wants to sleep and wake up with the Koroks, Bear. No bear?
　He asked me with a pleading look on his face.

　Colock, these days.
　It seems that when I asked him to do this, someone told him that this pose would be effective, and he immediately dressed up like this....

　Nevertheless
　And you were just supposed to take care of Tiree for a while.

Oh, that's fine, just try to be nice to them.
　When I told them that, Korok, Ela, and Tiree all smiled and hugged each other.

　Suddenly, Foldente appeared beside me
Hey, that pose works, doesn't it?
　So that's how I laughed and giggled, and then I realized that this was the source of my pleading pose.

　Foldente puts his mouth close to my ear so that the children who are rejoicing can't hear

　The emissary from Urinakombe met with the Gelter of Batcombe and told me that he had a meeting with the Gelter of Batcombe, and that he was quite torn up.



　So, it was a matter of
　I have to think about how to deal with this, as well as being mindful of what I should be doing...

　Or so I thought.
　Apparently, he was looking a little scared.

　And all the Koroks were looking at me in confusion.


　So in a hurry I returned a big smile to everyone.

.........Apparently, there is still a lot more to be said about Urinacombe, or rather, the winning voice of darkness.......