Chapter 204 – Chapter 197 – After the Gods Pass (4)

“That wolf god told you that you were a demon.”

“Did I say I was a demon?”

Silnia glared at her forties with her eyes narrowed.

“Rabbit ears on your head. If you think about it, demons have a human form and one or two animal characteristics, right?”

The elf, who looked nothing like a human except for her pointy ears, extended her fingers towards Potty and Sharpie.

“That dreamer has a long tail and horns too!”

The sharpie stroked the horns with her tail.
Her expression was full of interest.

“And you have rabbit ears and a rabbit tail!”

Potty swayed in his chair.
It seemed that her posture was uncomfortable because of the rabbit’s tail.

“Look! Except for you, all demons have animal characteristics. So from the beginning, 4ty, aren’t you a demon?”

“I-I was human! It’s just that I got this body because of magic experiments.”

“Were you human? You say that you are a demon now.”

“Well, if you interpret it that way…”

As the two women, who had no talent for words, were exchanging words, Hernán felt her head start pounding.

If left as it is, it will turn into a childish quarrel.

“Sylnia. Just tell me there I will tell you after this.”

“No!”

The elf shook her head with a particularly confident expression.

“Don’t you think my head is spinning well today? The moment has finally come for this elf to fight with words instead of fists!”

In fact, her head started to throb.

“Oh, our elf. Do you have an intellect worthy of a queen?”

Hernán wiped her face with one of her hands as only Sharpie was acknowledging her enjoyment.

“Sylnia, you are a woman whose personality is more beautiful than intelligence, so why don’t we show her noble dignity first?”

“Old sister? What is that? I don’t know the human language that I don’t use well.”

“When Silnia is quiet and she puts on a solemn expression, she comes into being.”

Marina also said with a throbbing expression on her head, and Karine also helped.

“All high-ranking people tend to hold back their words. You too, be quiet.”

Silnia looked at her floor, her ears drooping at the words pouring from all sides of her.
She didn’t know exactly, but she seemed to notice the atmosphere that was telling her to shut up.

“Seed… I’m from a good family, and I’m well educated.”

She paid no attention to her muttering, which made the air in her living room more serious.

“Anyway, one of the gods of mankind has declared that the Poti are demons. It’s very likely that it’s a fact that we have to accept regardless of how we feel when we hear it.”

Potty replied to Hernan’s words.

“Ha, but the war god could be wrong! It could be that I just looked at my appearance and judged it.”

“Sorry, but not that.”

Saint Marina shook her head.

“The war god is one of the most knowledgeable gods about demons among human gods.”

She gave the sharpie a sidelong glance at her and continued her speech.

“Most, no, almost all of the relationship between demons and humans is conflict and struggle. In other words, the most common way to interact with demons is through war.”

Humanity does not trade with demons.
Demons do not marry humans.

Instead, they communicated through plunder, deceit, and war.

“Ironically, most of the humans and demons met only through the realm controlled by the war god. Therefore, among the human gods, the one who has the most experience with demons is the god of war.”

Even in the garden, the Goddess of Mercy did not notice that Poti was a demon.
In contrast, the wolf sensed at once that there were two demons.

“The fact that such a god of war declared that the Poti were demons…”

Marina slurred her words.

Rather, at the moment when the meaning became clearest because of the words, Potty threw a question.

“That, so? So what changes?”

She fluttered her bunny ears and looked back and forth between Hernan and Marina and then at Sharpie.

“If I were a demon, would our relationship be different? Anyway, when I get out of here, I decided to follow Sharpie to the land of demons, right?”

The rabbit-eared mage leaned toward the sharpie.

“Rather good! I-I just have to live confidently in the land of demons!”

“So?”

“Yes?”

Karine, who had been silent ever since she was suspected of missing her necklace by Sharpie, spoke up.

“Don’t you remember what we said? The gods were angry because the El and the demons mixed their bodies and gave birth.”

Forty seemed to have finally come up with a taboo in human society.
He hadn’t cared about it for a while, and as Forty, who had little experience with human society, he couldn’t have known.

“Ha, but if you put it that way, having a baby with Sharpie is also a problem!”

“Who said that? Getting caught is a problem.”

Carine blew her words off curtly.

“Now Hernan can’t return to human society at all. Maybe me or my kids too.”

Karine only mentioned herself and her children, but in fact, what she said also applied to Marina and Silnia.

“Then, everyone go to the land of demons? Me or Marina too?”

When Silnia asked with her shocked face, Karine replied with her face welling up with her annoyance.

“Okay! You boasted about how well your brain works, didn’t you notice this too?”

“Uh… That is…”

An eerie silence overwhelms the table.

When the future, which everyone else had been trying to look away from, was told in a lively voice, it seemed like they couldn’t find anything to say.

And it seemed the same to Sharpie, the representative demon of this place.

“Sharpie?”

At Hernan’s call, Sharpie looked at the man who called her with her blank face.

Seeing that face, Hernan felt puzzled.
Sharpie has not been told exactly about her work in her garden, and she does not know the details of the Human Gods or Human Society.

Karine may have realized what she said, namely the fact that everyone here, including Hernan, must go to the land of demons.

But is there a need for such a shocked face?

In a situation where everyone has to escape to the land of demons, it is rather an advantage for Sharpie.
If you want to properly live in the demon realm in the future, you will have to pay attention to her, who is a powerful person in the demon society and has a lot of connections.

“…”

But she had a shocked face, no different from the others.
Considering that she was usually good at managing her facial expressions, it didn’t seem like she was normally surprised.

“Why are you surprised, Demon King?”

When he pointed out Marina, Sharpie finally recovered her soft expression.

“Isn’t everyone jumping to conclusions too quickly?”

“A hasty conclusion?”

When Hernan showed a puzzled reaction, the demon king stood up.

“A war god? Does it look like a god whose brain is also a muscle?”

She caught everyone’s attention with her relaxed expression and graceful hand gestures.

“Let’s at least learn about the demons. Didn’t those god priests know too much?”

“Devil. All priests of the God of War are experts on demons. It’s not just a group of warriors…”

Marina tried to correct Sharpie, but Sharpie reframed the conversation with something close to sneering at her.

“Reincarnated priests? Aren’t those guys wearing wolfskin helmets in shiny armor? The dissection of the demons was good! They are very experts in torture, murder, and dismemberment?”

The Church of the God of War, a group of priests that also served as a group of crusaders, was very famous for its belligerence.
In particular, he had a very bloody hostility toward the demons.

It must be obvious that the information that the demon lord Sharpie hears about them is stained with blood.

“But does that mean that they are more experts than this demonic body and the demon god, the demon?”

“No way?”

Marina put on a disapproving expression, as if she had guessed something.
And for those of you who don’t know what’s going on yet, Hernán questions Shafi.

“Wish ticket?”

Sharpie nodded his head and jumped up on his table.
After a short fuss, she walked over her table and came to Hernán.

The posture of the demon king, who slowly leaned back and brought his tail and both arms gracefully toward his hips, was a very familiar movement.

“Can I make a wish?”

Sharpie met Hernán’s eyes, mimicking Karine’s posture as she taught her manners to her own children.

“Your Majesty of this small kingdom?”

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The one thing that catches other people’s attention is really innate.

Hernán opened her mouth, looking at Sharpie’s eyes that magically intercepted her gaze.

“First, get off the table. This is where you eat.”

Hernán pointed her finger at Sharpie’s bare feet.
The dream horse shyly covered her mouth and wiggled her toes.

“My feet are very clean. Wasn’t His Majesty even sucking it by mouth sometimes?”

The women began to look at Hernan and Shafi with strange expressions.
As everyone’s eyes gathered, Sharpie deliberately lifted her tiptoe to show off her feet, which were prettier than most women’s hands.

“It is also very passionate.”

“I?”

Hernan was frightened and tried to rummage through her memories.
But she soon realized she was getting caught up in the Sharpie’s signature flow of conversation, and waved her hand away.

“Stop talking nonsense and come down. Should I escort you to your seat?”

“Then it would be an honor indeed…”

The sharpie whirled her around and lowered her back to her own seat.

“Because this body likes to walk on its own.”

The demon king stuck out his tongue and stuck it in.
Hernán opened his mouth, thinking that he would not have heard the story about his feet.

“You’re asking for her wish right to see if Potty is her demon, right?”

“Huh. Can we come to a conclusion if we discuss it? Wouldn’t it be a headache if only the what-ifs kept multiplying?”

Certainly, the demon god is also the god of the demon tribe, and since he can conduct a more precise examination than the human gods who came from outside and were quickly expelled, he should be able to get a clear answer.

“That’s why I’d rather sacrifice this body’s right to wish and go away knowing it calmly. Everyone need not be too moved by this noble spirit of sacrifice!”

However, most of the women objected with a puzzled face instead of being impressed.

“Do I have to write it? Whether Potty is a demon or not, El already made a child with you, Sharpie. Even if it turns out that Potty is human now, it won’t change the situation.”

“Besides, there is quite a bit of right to wish, but isn’t it for the purpose of preparing for possible dangers that may arise during pregnancy or childbirth? Sharpie, I don’t think she needs to use it for anything like this, as you’ve been keeping it for her morning sickness.”

Karine and Marina expressed their intention of refusal in succession.

“Yeah, yes! Why is it important whether I am a demon or not?”

Forti also showed a negative side to the use of the right to wish.
Queen Silnia, who had been watching silently, looked at Hernán scratching her ear.

“What are you going to do? I don’t think everyone thinks it’s necessary.”

The general trend leaned against the use of the right to wish.
As if he had judged that the other women except for the Demon King would oppose Sharpie’s request this time, he did not offer any additional persuasion.

“I’m curious?”

However, what came out of Hernan’s mouth was a statement that broke the expectations of others.

“Is Potty really a demon?”