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“I’m on strike until I find traces of the Demon King.”

“Are you crazy?”

“For the sake of the Demon King, I’m going crazy.”

“If he found out that you didn’t finish your work, he would have your neck cut off this time. You know that the neck has a regenerating period of 7 months, right?”

“Ugh! So, find him with me!”

“Why me?!”

“You don’t want to get paid? Will you leave me alone as well? The Demon King tied us together as a set.”

Raynon laughed bitterly.

For the first time, emotions appeared on Pierre’s face. Should he kill that bastard?

The Demon King had attached Pierre, who was too rational, to Raynon, who had abilities, but was worried about unnecessary things. ‘If Raynon gets into an accident, you die too,’ he said.

Pierre clasped his chin with his forehead down, pondered for a few seconds, and then looked back at Raynon with an expressionless face again. Pierre took a step back, knowing that If he didn’t match this absurd rhythm, he would be in that state for ten or a hundred years until the Demon King returns.

“So is there any way to find him?”

Raynon smiled with determination and nodded his head excessively.

***

“Chief, it’s firewood!”

Knock. Knock.

I waited for an answer at the door for ten minutes. The village chief would normally have opened the door to welcome us right away, but beyond the door, it was terribly silent.

“Where has he gone?”

There was no word. He always told me ahead of time when he would be away…….

No way? It shouldn’t be, but a bad feeling ran through my head. As if Merson thought the same, our eyes met in the air.

“Merson!”

When I shouted, Merson smashed the door with his body.

Debris falls and smoke rises. I was worried for the village chief and rushed to enter, but suddenly Merson raised his arm and stopped me.

“Why?!”

It didn’t break cleanly, so he got rid of all the dangerous corners by tapping it with his foot, probably because he was worried about sharp things. Does it matter now?

I pushed Merson out and walked through the door in haste. There was no figure of the village chief who was enjoying sitting on the old rocking chair in the living room, only the chair moving alone swaying from the shock of the moment. My anxiety grew out of control.

Merson was also flustered, so he smashed the door inside the house with his fist. Hey! It’s not locked, so just turn the handle!

Even though the inside of the house was turning into a wasteland, the village chief was nowhere to be seen. I roughly opened the one remaining door. Please!

“What?”

I stood as if nailed to the spot to such an extent that my urgent hand was overshadowed. Blink blink.

Hey, did I get dust in my eyes? Was I seeing things?

“Erina!”

When I was motionless, Merson ran up to me and put a hand on my shoulder. And then, as if he had seen what I was looking at, I could feel Merson’s hand dropping off my shoulder.

“… Chief?”

The chief was there exactly.

Was he hurt? Did he fall? No, No. Absolutely not.

Now… What I’m seeing… That stupid thing…….

Alright. It’s yoga, yoga.

Voila! I broke the door and came in and the village chief is doing yoga! While lying on his stomach, he turns his arms back and grabs both legs, shaking his body and maintaining his posture.

What is this? Yes, bow stance. The village chief’s waist was bent like a bow.

The village chief did not respond when called, but only closed his eyes and focused on the posture. His upper body, which was exposed by taking off his top, did not collapse. The skinny flesh attached to it and the saggy belly are impressive.

I stepped forward and waved my hand in front of the village chief’s face. At that time, the village chief opened his eyes, feeling the presence.

“Oh God! So close! How did you get in—?”

The door was broken. I think Merson did it.

As I was making an absurd expression on my face, the village chief hurriedly fumbled across the table and put an orange pea-sized thing into his ear. Hearing aid?

“I can’t hear well—”

“Is it a hearing aid?”

“Ringid? What is that?”

“No no… I said, ‘Do you usually wear it?’ It hasn’t been activated yet, you can’t hear it, hoho.”

… Hearing aids seem to be something that does not exist in this world. So what is that?

“My granddaughter sent it to me. that… Maybe the young couple doesn’t know. It’s something that contains magic.”

“Magic?”

“It’s a voice amplifier, something that can be heard by humans.”

It seems to be the hearing aid of this world. By the way…….