An S-ranked Party's Burden Tamer, I Awoke My True Power by Killing a Familiar ~The Exiled Tamer

"Wait, Mail! That's Mr. Roig's......!

Quera screamed, but felt so pressured and silenced that Mireolo couldn't breathe just because he stared at her.

"No way, Mail..."

"Kaha... ha... Mail! Mr. Roig's body was fed by Mayle!

"Hmm... that's a lie"

Lightly, with no guilt whatsoever, Mail tells the story.

"Oh no... how..."

Watch Mail with the eyes that Quera sees something incredible.

"The Knights, all you have to do is show them their necks. But Mireolo isn't."

"That's Mail. You know exactly what I mean."

Before they had already come here, the three of them had tried to make contact with the Knights.

Deeply intertwined, the Knights want to restrain themselves from their positions. By using Mayle's magic, he was showing off only the evidence without facing each other directly.

Its effect is surface.

Since then, it goes without saying that it has been exceptionally easy for the three of them to move under the jurisdiction of the Knights.

But Mayle knew very well that it was temporary.

That's why I brought this neck directly to the woman I least want to owe you.

President of the Sorcery Association. to Mireolo the Immortal Killer.

The influence of the Sorcery Society in expanding the prosperity and upbringing of sorcery has become so great that the country also reluctantly relieves itself of the hand. The diffusion and progress of the necessary magic tools on a daily basis are greatly contributed by the Sorcery Association.

In the form of putting the position on a cassette, Mireolo continues his illegal research into the Fae.

Mireolo the Immortal Killer.

For those who know a long time ago, the head of a vampire hunter. Also known as Red Blood Mireolo.

He has killed a variety of immortal demons, including the most powerful species of undead vampires. Sometimes a monster in the hands of an elf who gathers all his stigma and awe as a heretic killer is this, Mireolo.

"Mm-hmm. Instead"

"I know. Wow. The Knights and the Alliance, I'll shut you up."

"Mmm..."

Mireolo distorting the nitwit and mouth and Mail, as usual, with no expression.

Fayed and Quera, who had solidified the unique air feeling of the two symmetrical before, but managed to make Fayed's mouth flicker.

"Wait, Mail! Explain."

"Huh? Are you weak or are you retarded?

"Gu......"

Just say it. Mireolo's interest was shifting to Roig's head, which he called Durahan's head.

"Huh. I see. Mail, is this Durahan already?

"Hmm... I don't know"

"I don't know, eh? That's funny."

Fayed and Quera became anxious that Mayle's answer was a nasty one that damaged her mood at first glance, but Mireolo distorted her mouth with pleasure on the contrary.

"I mean, I can measure some change from now on. This face does not appear to rot even though it has not been specially treated. This is interesting. Fine. Just..."

"Mmm... I'll prepare another souvenir"

"That's Mail. I wish I could throw away a brave man with such a weak head and power already and go back."

Mileolo's reputation for Mail is high.

Mail herself doesn't consider herself inferior to Mireolo, who stands at the top of the sorcery society for her abilities on sorcery.

But the difference in strength between the two was obvious to everyone's eyes.

And this time Mayle's behavior was seen in Mireolo's eyes, and he was further revamping and welcoming his previous assessment that it was the first step toward bridging the difference, that is, Mayle approaching his side.