Shall I hear your excuses?

　Nacht and the others were greeted by a furious Filnelia, who stood on her knees and made a blue streak at Tiritiya.

''I told you, be quiet.......I asked you to be quiet.　Are those ears for decoration?　Do you think Master Nacht doesn't even have to listen to me because I'm trying to take care of him?　Every time you have a problem, my job is ten more.　Hey, are you listening to me or are you pretending not to hear me?

　There was so much swagger in the air.

Well, I'm sorry...

　Nacht readily admitted his fault.
　In fact, the incidents that Nacht had caused in the course of the day were enough to make Filnelia furious.

　It started with the manager at the race hall in the play area, using Filnelia's name and threatening to incorporate her into the contestants, or in other words, negotiate with her.

　Of course, normally, the dignity of Filnelia would not be understood in a facility run by the Duke of Grimoire's family. However, it was a disaster that it was not uncommon for people to participate in a witch's race (witch race) by jumping in like this. Sometimes it's by way of introduction by a nobleman, and other times it's to teach those who have proven themselves in other races the rigors of the realm. Above all, it is the presence of an unannounced athlete who is a big betting hole and jumps into the race that excites the audience. Therefore, Nacht and his team could participate in the race and have a good time.

'Excuse me, while Aisha is with me........'

　And the problems didn't end there.

'Well, don't be so crunchy. Nacht-chan has brought you a bonus for your hard work, so let bygones be bygones.

'Huh ... who do you think it's your fault ...'

　A sheet of paper presented to Filneria.
　It was a guarantee that the Cloris family would own the rights to the huge dividend.

　And it was also a factor in the incident that enraged Filnelia.
　It was the earliest confirmed future that Nacht would win the race. Hence, he decided to ask Aisha to prepare a congratulatory gift for his victory.

　It was prepared by Nacht, who did what he wanted as he presented it to Fernalia, at least to ask for her good mood.

　But it brought more trouble than expected.
　It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to get a good deal more than you think.
　At first they were thugs. It was the gangsters, and then they were replaced by an underworld of gambling parlors that came to Nacht and the others.
　Of course, there was no way that the city's demons would pose a threat, but the people they ended up targeting were not good.

　The worst thing that could happen was that they chose Shtel, a child who was the most likely to be used as a hostage, as their target.

　That's when Shtel tried to lightly fight back. Aisha had lost her temper.
　Perhaps it was partly out of resentment that Nacht had done what he wanted, but by targeting Shtel and trying to harm him, Aisha's shackles, which were supposed to serve as a stopper, had been thrown off.　

　There would be no need to talk about the end of them after that.

........This, if I push back, you'll let me go......?

　It seems that the organization that Nacht and the others crushed was quite large.
　With a heartbroken look on her face, Filnelia says: 'Don't be so dull.

'Don't be so dull. Isn't this our relationship?'

'Well I only remember being threatened or used unilaterally........'

　Nacht thought that he would be kind to the termite-dropping Fernalia if he felt like it someday.
　After being lectured to for an hour or so, he and Fernalia made peace with each other.
　After putting Aisha and Shtel, who had fallen asleep due to the exhaustion of playing with trouble all day, in the bedroom, Nacht faced Filnelia.

But that's the thing - since it's a country of demons, the race is chaotic, but this city has a very human feel to it. It doesn't seem much different from the trading city of the kingdom where I once stopped by.

''Well, Grimoire is like a group of eccentricities to the demon race... a group of people who like to do things more than struggle, even though it's a city of demons. That's the essence of Grimoire, with Isis-sama as its founder.

　Filnelia replied to Nacht's frank opinion.
　Isis Grimoire is said to be the founder of magic in modern times. At a time when magic was cluttered and treated as an exercise of magic power, he was the first to systematize it and operate it as a technology.
　She is the author of the "Magic Instruction Book that Even Monkeys Can Do" which is still in use today, and she is the female hero who supported the Demon King as the best user of all time. But in essence, she is a magic idiot who handed over the real power to her daughter-in-law early on and retreated to her own fiefdom to continue her magical research.

　Hence, there are many eccentricities in the Grimoire territory. Dream demons seeking the opposite s*x, vampires trying to find a good partner, the pig demon tribe (orcs) in search of gastronomy, witches with a passion for racing, and most of all, demons who aspired to be magical.

　Sephiria had said.

''At least, I can say this. If it wasn't for that mage, the declaration of war on the continent, including the Holy Land, might not have happened.''

　The Grimoire dukes were non-warriors, he said.
　The Demon Continent was rich.
　This continent, which was created by the work of the Demon King and was not interfered with by anyone, was so rich that even with millions of demon tribe members, it did not generate any major conflict.

　The essence of the demon race is struggle.
　Therefore, they don't do anything against the strong.
　The current demon king refused to fight for over two thousand years, holding on to his deep-seated resentment. The only reason it was easily defeated is because an existence comparable to the Demon King cried out for the overthrow of humanity.

''Well, since tomorrow........is no longer possible, the Crimson we're heading to the day after tomorrow is a place of struggle that is typical of the demon race.......so, like today. I really don't want to do this.........

Mm, I'll do my best.

Huh.

　The heavy, echoing sighs sounded as if a shred of hope was being spat out.






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Wow, you're so big!

　After a day of unexpected trouble, Nacht and the others had made their way to the Demon Airport (Monster Skyline) at the western end of the magic city of Isis.

　The cleared area, which was many times larger than the ranch, was home to many demons in the sky, including chained flying dragons and many other flying demons. The beautiful Sirens, Harpies, and other winged races that traveled to and from the airport were the same, but what stood out above all else was the palanquin carried by a giant gryphon.

　It's no exaggeration to say that the gryphon, which looks to be ten meters in length, is a small airplane.
　It was a typical means of transportation in the demon kingdom that used the demons used by contract magic and training as legs. Almost all of the high ranking demons such as griffons and manticores are said to be used by Noah, the current head of the Grimoire.

''Are you sure, you don't want to use your precious strength for war?''

''Noah-sama, he's an eccentric man and we need a force to protect the city when the time comes. ...

Mom, I want to ride that thing, Stern!

　Saying that, Shtel pointed to the most gigantic gryphon that Nacht and the others were heading to.
　I'm not sure if Filnelia had booked it in advance because of the large amount of bribes she had given, but Shtel's wishes were easily fulfilled.

It's a very good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

Mmmm, I like the animal's p*n*s!

'Ugh...'

　Nacht kneels at the innocent words of Shtel.
　I didn't expect to be told that such a beast's height is better than Nacht's.


　Then Nacht looks at Aisha.
　But.

'--Nacht-sama is likely to play tricks on me, so Aisha is fine with Shtel.

　The words of rejection echo through the air.
　I feel like I've lost my beloved family to a beast of a beast.

　Nacht's dignity leaked outward in too much frustration.
　Then, the demons in the Demon Airport (Monster Skyline) trembled without a single exception.

''Hey, calm down!''



　Saying that, Nacht wavered and headed towards the gryphon.
　The giant griffon was shaking its huge body as it rolled through the air.

''Stay, bully the animal!

No, but--

Meh!

'Yes .........'

　Nacht is severely depressed and releases his intimidation.

'Huh ... why don't you ride with me, Nacht-sama?

'Well, that's true, but I think it's my job to carry everyone out, so...'

　Aisha heaved a series of sighs at Nacht, who was severely depressed.

''It can't be helped, Nacht-sama----then, if only for a little while, fine.

Really?

Yes, but we're not supposed to play pranks, are we?

Yes, of course - I can assure you a pleasant flight!

　Nacht recovers in an instant the tension that had fallen to the bottom of the barrel.
　Aisha looked at Nacht with a gentle smile, as if she were looking at a child in need of help, and gently leaned in to entrust her body to him.