Chapter 42 – Meeting to Fight Back

Episode 42 Meeting for Counterattack

There are no clothes that fit Marianne.
While she is thinking about that, she suddenly hears a knock.

Smart.

“Is it Eva?”

“Yes. Master master.
When I looked for it, there were clothes here and there that seemed to fit me, so I brought some.”

Sigh.

I opened the door slightly and reached out my arm to receive the clothes.
What is this.
There are also clothes that I saw somewhere… ?

“Marie, try this on.”

All of the clothes have short skirts or are tight, revealing the curves of the body.

“That… I think the last two suits are fine.”

“I know.
The last dark blue two-piece set.
This will be fine
At least it’s decent.”

I turn around and wait for Marianne to put on her clothes.
… I’ve seen everything, but I’m ashamed of this again.

“Hey, Camus.
I wore them all. How is it?”

“Yeah, it suits you well!
… But she has a little bit of her heart left.
Will that be enough?”

“I don’t like to stand out…
It’s good to stay like this.”

“I see. Ah!”

Now it dawned on me
The one whose breasts are bigger than Marianne’s.
A tall man with good proportions.
And someone who can put those clothes on so that they can be worn at any time.
No, demons.

… These are our master’s clothes.
… No, didn’t Eva just find and give it to me that I brought it for her to come someday?
… Won’t you be angry later?

“? Why are you like that?”

“Oh, no. Haha, nothing.
Eva washed the clothes I wore yesterday, so let’s go out with these clothes today.
Would you like to look in the mirror on the wall over there?”

Do you feel good about finding clothes that fit well?
Marianne hums her hum and turns her body around to check her backside.

If you look at it like this, she is not a saint of the sun, but a 25-year-old spring maiden in heaven.

“Ah, Camus. Please turn back.”

“Why?”

“Eva gave me stockings.
I want to try them on.”

There is a rustling sound from behind.
Hmmm, it’s so boring if you keep looking back.
Shall we take a peek?

She turns around slightly and sees her sitting on the floor with her legs stretched out and her stockings up to her hips.
I know I’m back
The bottom of her butt is peeking out at her.
The buttock sticking out from under the silver panties.

… It’s black stockings, but it’s too hot to see all the white skin.
Especially the thigh band part.

“To… ? It’s ka, kamuni?!
You promised to stay back!”

“It’s because you’re so naughty.
This stocking saintess.”

“Ha, I have to leave now…” !
Stop touching her ass!”

“I’ll do it one more time.”

“Now, wait a minute… !”

* * *

“Kuhm! Good night, chief?”

“Sit down and have breakfast, master.”

“Thank you, Eva. What about Ludvik?”

“He had already finished eating and went back to his room, but he asked me to let him know when he came out.
You are coming out for tea.”

… In the end, I did it one more time, so I was later than Jacques and Ludwig for breakfast and lunch.

Freshly baked bread and soup are served on the second floor, along with a clean omelet, toast, sausage, and Caesar salad.

“Wow, the omelet and salad made by Eva!
It is so delicious.”

“Hehe, thank you for praising the owner every time you eat it.”

“Eva, it’s really delicious.
I will praise you every time I eat.”

“It’s too much praise, Marianne.
There are more here, so eat more.”

In the past few days, in a heavy rain environment, I have been protecting the funeral hall and the common incense burner, so I haven’t slept or eaten properly.

Thanks to this, Marianne is grateful for the delicious and plentiful table, and she eats the muck and muck.

“To think that the Lady of the Sun praised my cooking skills,
There is no day as rewarding as today.
Oh my, Ludvik.
Would you like some lemon tea?”

“Good. Hey boss.
Did you have a good rest?
There is a funeral, a coffin and a very heavy rain pouring won.
You worked hard.”

“What is suffering?
I did what I wanted to do.
Eva, give me a cup of warm lemon tea too.”

I enjoy warm lemon tea during meals.

Slurp.

Oh, it’s sweet and warm.
When I eat the food and tea that Eva gave me, it strangely reminds me of my mother.

Zach eats most of his breakfast and takes out the morning paper he brought with him.

Ludvik supports the cup with his left hand and holds the cup with his right hand.
He smells the scent of warm lemon tea with his eyes closed.

“…”

Marianne watched the scene
She is staring

“Why, Marie?”

“No… Just. Hmm…
I really want to change.”

“What?”

“… I am.”

Dalgrak.

At Marianne’s words, Ludvik stared at Marianne with only one eye open.
Jacques munched the last piece of bread and sausage in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and stared at it.

I still cut the omelet with a fork and knife and put it in my mouth.

Eva is right next to me, serving up some more salad.

“… In the past, I fought to death on the battlefield… They are people.”

At least, Marianne almost said, ‘The demons fought to death’.
Eva doesn’t know that we are demons yet.
She kept her horns hidden.

“Right now, they are sitting around a table like this, eating and drinking tea.
I feel strangely comfortable watching it.”

Marianne looks at her past with her eyes mixed with longing and trepidation.

“… There was a moment in the past when I felt this way in a cathedral.
Does the cathedral feel more like a battlefield now? I don’t know if I have changed or if the situation has changed.”

He is looking at Marianne’s table with eyes that will make her shed tears if someone touches her.

Dalgrak.

“… Well, when I hear you say that, I feel new too.
Either way, it’s something to be welcomed once you’ve got your back.
… I’m sorry about the freckled nun.
It was something we didn’t want either.”

Ludvik’s words bring Marianne to tears.

Tight.

“…”

I slipped my left hand under her table and took Marianne’s hands that rested comfortably on her lap.
Not wanting to be noticed by her men, she takes the bread with her right hand and eats it.

Jacques gave Marianne her handkerchief as if he was also concerned.

“… Thank you, Mr. Zach.”

Marianne bowed her head and took her handkerchief, wiping away her tears.

“It was nothing. Great job… Nun.”

Jacques spreads the newspaper wide open for no reason and covers his face.

A few years ago, I would have never imagined a landscape like this.
Hmm, while mind control is maintained, teamwork seems to work well.

Marianne calms down, while I finish eating.
She offers Marianne to eat some more, but she refuses, saying she has had enough.
Well, since you ate everything that came out at the beginning, your stamina must have recovered.

Eva clears her seat and we meet in the basement conference room.
With cookies and dried fruit, hot lemon tea and water.

“Now then, let’s start with the information we’ve gathered so far.
Zach first.”

“Hehe. Leader. You will be very surprised to see this.”

Guy Zach smiled darkly with his eyes shining.
Looking at that expression, I must have prepared something to be proud of.

“Voila!
This is the Cheonbono of the Hwan Empire that was used in the Cathedral Terror.”

That’s what Zach hid in his cloak and put under the table?!

“Hey, this is really great!
Did you take it apart?!”

“If I touch it wrong, I didn’t touch it because I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to assemble it again.
With this, we can now snipe and craft.
How is it?”

Clap clap clap

I applauded heartily.

“If there was one, there was a place I wanted to use.
Good job!”

“Hehe, even if I look like this, I’m an elite demon tribe who made a centurion at the age of 40.”

Jacques shrugged and smug.
Let’s see today

“A good start.
Didn’t you reply to the letter you sent to Master and Van Dark?”

“Not yet.
I sent the culprits pictures and belongings too, so you’ll have to wait for a call.”

“Hmm. One has to stay and keep the shop running.
How about spreading rumors before and after the funeral?”

Jacques felt that his shoulders were heavy when he heard the announcement of the holy war, so he rubbed his left shoulder himself.

“That’s it, whoa. Big breasts here… Not even the nun raid.
There were many people who witnessed the demon soldier wielding a sword in the square, so everyone was in a heated mood.
It may not be the 1st Holy War declaration level, but at least it seems to be a situation where opinions are divided.
I looked around the nearby tavern, too, and it seemed that the windsmen were unleashed, either behind the incident or toward the cathedral.”

“So? Have you checked?”

“Well, I caught and beat a few people, but I paid money to hire a few drunks or hoodlums, so I didn’t know enough to find out who was behind them.
That is all.”

“I see… Good job, Zach.”

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I tapped my fingers on the table in nervousness.
After, after the assassination of the demon king, only local warfare took place, and it felt like the war would end in vain in the human kingdom.
Because of this one room, the fire seems to be kindled again.

“Okay, Ludvik. Did you find out anything?”

“Yes. First of all, the proclamation of the Third Crusade was proclaimed as soon as Gregoric, the current Pope, finished the high priest meeting.
Rumor has it that the meeting lasted less than a cup of tea.”

“That means it was almost unanimous.”

Ludvik nodded heavily.

“Yes. You can think that the doves in the cathedral have almost been deprived of their right to speak in this incident.
Nene Boulanger was also constantly contacting anti-war figures,
You seem to be in a bit of trouble with this case.”

… Oops, it seems that Master had in mind the signing of a peace treaty by enlisting the dovish figures within the human kingdom.
It’s all gone now.
What? For a moment.

“You said you contacted the pigeon faction, why did you contact High Priest Philip in the case of the Marianne attack?”

“I don’t even know that.
However, as a guess, I would like to maintain a relationship with hawkish figures.
Well, we also have a financial problem.
Royal family… No, it is possible that he did not think that the death of a nun would trigger a war.”

“Hmm…”

No.
Master is not the kind of person who thinks so roughly.
Let’s find out about that later.

“I will have to see Master in person later.
And again?”

“The royal family of Amitie thinks that the escalation of war due to the 3rd crusade is undesirable.
In particular, the king thinks so.
This is because there is no proper way to finance military expenses.”

“That’s right. The war was unnecessarily long.”

Horok.

Sore throat
If you drink lemon tea, it’s a little better.
Everyone takes a sip of tea with me.

… There is no change in the silver spoon, and there is nothing wrong with my detection magic.

“Yes, it is.
However, Marquis John, the head of the hawks, insists on moving the frontier army, so it seems that he will eventually join the proclamation of the holy war.
Nominal volunteers who will be mobilized for the declaration of the holy war do not need to be paid, so the financial burden is small.
Rumor has it that the royal family is also thinking about mobilizing the military on a large scale and winning a match in a short period of time.”

“Do you know who the people who insist on such a short-term battle are?”

“I’m sorry. I will check.”

“No, it’s okay.
I was going to check that today.
I do.”

Ludvik tilts his head at my words.

“… Yes? What do you say?”

I smile.
I’m nervous too, but I have to look bold and cheerful so my subordinates can live up to their spirits.

“I will go directly to the palace and ask.
We enshrine the Saint of the Sun, a victim of the terrorist incident here.”

I smile at Marianne.