The Peerless Kobold

Originally, I couldn't afford to go home on the due date that was written in the letter, so I didn't have to rush it especially, but even with Muriel on his back because of the treading power (Tohakoku) that the giant wolf appearance encloses, I can tell you that he arrived earlier than expected.

It is imperative that a huge wolf-type demon appear in the corner and down the street in this state, so hide yourself in the bushes a little further away and put on the skin of people.

(Huh... you're getting used to that)

Compared to the beginning, at some point the body was able to naturally accept changes in skeletal and muscular attachment.

By now, in order to get used to humanization (kanjuku) in the settlement, Buster will be struggling with his face in his face while getting himself ready to go back to Muriel, who sits there holding his little fox sister.

Welcome home, Dagger.

"Cu!"

"You're getting along, not a bad thing..."

After a glimpse of how she's holding up the little hand of the fox she put on her lap, she takes leather armor and other things out of the cloth bag for the beast and wraps herself around.

In addition, he grabbed the sheath of the bent knife and placed it into the belt of the sword belt, and placed his favorite machine bow baroque on the back of the armor in the bow quiver (leather belt for bow).

In the meantime, Muriel is replacing the food he has left behind with a larger hemp bag in front of his destination, and is starting to clean up the empty cloth bag and my own leather harness.

"Mmm, that's it. Shit!

Depending on his short and pleasant voice, he reached out and lifted to the luggage he had neatly wrapped up, and glanced at the street he could see a little further.

"Well, let's go."

"Yeah, we're almost there."

Whatever it is, I am happy to be home for the first time in a long time, shaking my redhead and walking in an upbeat mood to chase her with the fox, and the couple who were carrying hay narrow their eyes and stare at this one (this one) where they plugged into a ranch on the outer edge of Verheim.

"... that? Isn't that your daughter?

"Long time no see, Master Muriel"

"Mr. Raster, your wife is here."

Waving past with a soft conversation, Muriel returned with about two reddish eggs in his hand, now summoned by an elderly Mitsuhito near the chicken coop.

"Phew, actually, the color of an egg is the same as the fur of a chicken! If you're a child with red tea hair, if you're red and white hair, white eggs, the nutritional value won't change."

"Really, I didn't know"

Regular eggs are more expensive in red and taste better than white eggs...... apparently an illusion.

Because of this, female chickens (mendori) in the settlement lay about two eggs a week, whereas Christ Vest instructed them to lay the next generation from their predecessors' reigns to the more frequently laying females (here), female chickens (mendori) lay about four eggs a week.

(Hmm, I think the chicken keeper knew it in the dark, but the clear instruction was successful...)

As far as she is concerned, who gently treats the eggs she receives with a loose expression to a leather bag on her waist, the relationship between the Baron Vest family, who serves as a historic administrator, and those who run livestock seems very good.

With all sorts of admiration, it leads through the gathering outer edge of the livestock facility to the cultivated land, eventually stepping into a neighborhood lined with dwellings and other buildings.

"This... is way beyond the size of the town"

"Yeah, I think I'll be promoted to a small city by early summer."

Exactly, even though it did not reach far into the core cities of Serkram, the king's capital, or Warren, the Ferrias territory, before noon Central Avenue had a lot of people's appearance and a certain unique vibrancy with which places were developing.

"Uh-oh, gaoooooo... (uh-oh, people everywhere...)"

"Wah!

Because if you do poorly, you could get trampled on, a little fox sister who hated a crowded spot climbs Muriel's body with her claws up her thick coat and snaps at her narrow shoulder.

That's how cluttered shops took the streets, and as they reached the Vest family mansion on the north side of the center, a long-lasting maid walked over from the building that looked out onto the main street and opened the door with an unspoiled act.

"Welcome home, lady."

"Thank you, Ligretta"

Miss Ligretta, who had a light conversation, is throwing a frivolous glance at me... but I welcome her to the premises without prying on the surface if she is loyal to her duties.

Then, crossing the relatively cozy garden into the main building, Muriel glanced straight into the kitchen-like room on the back side of the ground floor.

In a beautiful cooking area, a small maid performs bread dough, which is still a little early but serves lunch.

"Mmm, you got here earlier than planned...... lady"

"Natalie, to me and him...... can this kid prepare lunch too?

While stroking the head of the fox, who was still clinging to her shoulder, she checked with the maid to see if she could serve an unscheduled meal for herself and visitors.

"Mm-hmm. I still have time, so I'll do my best."

"I'm sorry, it's a treat."

Muriel takes the earlier red eggs out of the leather bag beside my apologies to Miss Natalie, who would be in charge of cooking today.

"Grandpa Rug gave me this, can I use it for lunch?

"Right... let's make it an eyeball grill and go with the sausage"

After a few thoughts and then continuing a tentative conversation with the maid spinning the words, I first stop by Muriel's room and put my travel luggage away.

So I pinch a small pause and head under your lady that she is making a surrogate ruling on the documents that will arrive from the Town Hall in the absence of the Baron.

"Ugh, you have to work hard, me!!

"I feel slightly overwhelmed..."

I received the little fox sister she held in her temper in front of the office, and I also switched consciousness as I heard the sounding knock.