320 318 Maid's Likes

"Ma'am, do you have any excuses for getting us involved?

Quina was quietly complaining about Meir, who annihilated the Warcraft and the Evil Man with overwhelming firepower and rushed under the Frans in a whim. Well, don't even call it a sermon.

"No, the... I believed you guys could get away with it without a problem. Look, there's no injuries right now, and you're pimping it!

"But I was about to be swallowed up by a lava wave."

"No, the..."

"In the first place, did you need to unleash an attack of so much power? Mr. Fran locked me up because of it, so couldn't there have been a more efficient way?

"Well, that's..."

"Plus, check this out"

Quina gently fingers her own cheek. What? I don't think it's normal cheeks. Meir also twists her neck because she doesn't seem to know what Quina is trying to say.

"Hmm?"

"Take a look"

"No, I'm watching..."

"Didn't you get a little dusty!

"You know what! Although it would be natural to get dirty during battle!

"It's important that you have been defiled by the carelessness of your allies, not the enemy."

"Yeah, you fine bastard! Anyway, now it's what we're going to do with our future actions!

Meir screams to deceive. I guess Quina was also satisfied to see Mere flutter to some extent. I followed the word with great devotion.

"Then let's make some tea."

"Dude, it's a battlefield, huh?

You're changing too soon! Or tea on the battlefield! Even Meir is a little surprised. But Quina calmly returns the word.

"Then I think you should take a break when you can"

"Hmm... does that make sense"

"Yes."

I'm convinced! Quina handily arranged the teacups on a table she had removed from nowhere, where she poured hot tea from the teapot. Meir sat back softly on the chair that Quina had once again removed from somewhere.

"I wonder if this will happen, and this tea is also magical tea with the effect of reducing the burden of awakening using the Beast Divine Flower."

"Wow. That won't help. Exactly."

"Mr. Fran, please? There's scones, too, right?

"I'm sorry. I'm gonna go take down the dormant squad"

But Fran turned back his heel when he said no to the offer. But in a few steps I walk out and my body leans flaccid.

'Oh, hey. Fran, are you okay?

"Mmm."

I snorted, but his complexion was bad. I have forgotten my fatigue because of the tension on the battlefield and the willingness to save my people, but they say it's time to close the limit. I should have known.

"Keep fighting, you won't make it."

"This tea is formulated with spiritual grass that has a fatigue restorative effect, so please do. You can also shorten the time needed to reawaken, right?

'Fran, just a little. Just 10 minutes, so let's take a break. I'm a little tired too. Huh?'

"...... hmm. Okay."

Reluctantly, Fran followed my suggestion. Quina pulls a chair on Fran as well. However, if he decides to take a break, he's worried about tea and sweets. I smell scones with cum and intrigue.

The tea party began abruptly on a battlefield where the bodies of crushed and carburized warcraft scattered and still dull with lava heat. Am I the only one who even feels mad? Fran, Meir and Quina are tilting their teacups as usual.

Or where did you get this chair, table, and tea from? If you're sure of my eyes, it looked like I took them out of my skirt... Ketter is not the same as getting out a bottle of potion. Not very much, but there won't be room for these to be laid down.

"Quina, how were you behaving?

"It's a skill. This is the effect of" Made to Love, "a unique skill in a master woman."

Anything, they're skills similar to dimensional storage. However, there are restrictions on what can be done. They say there is a bondage that is essential to women's work. Moreover, the decision depends on the user's consciousness. Conversely, it seems possible to treat any object as long as the user realizes that it has something to do with the job. Kuse is a strong skill. Besides, if you have dimensional storage, you need it.

I thought so, but it also had advantages. It seems to be a skill in systems that are not space-time systems, and you think it can be used without problems in a junction that interferes with space-time magic?

"Among the royal palace masters, it is said to be a show of arms how much earlier we can think about and keep tools in place. Because it is the life of our women who say to the Lord that this may happen."

Yes, he said he was alive. I got a glimpse of the depth of the profession of maid.

"With that said, you hadn't officially named me yet. It's Nemea Narasinha, the princess of this country. Rank D Adventurer, Golden Fire Lion."

"Mm-hmm. I'm Fran from the Black Cat Clan. Rank C Adventurer and Black Heavenly Tiger"

"And this is my squire, Quina, and my partner, Lind."

"Quouoo!"

Lind is just coming down. That's big when you look close again. Your body is smaller than a wolf, but if your wings go together, it's far more gigantic. It was small before.

Isn't a dragon sword rind capable of producing dragons like this a normal demon sword? I was thinking about that, but Meir seemed to think the exact same thing.

"Hey, Fran."

"Hmm?"

"What kind of sword is that?

Meir's hot gaze is pouring on me carrying Fran's back.

"It's not just a demon sword, is it? What's your name?"

"Mmm..."

"But what if it's a divine sword?

What should I do? You want me to lie to you properly? But you're the one who's going to be Fran's friend, and I want to be as honest as I can be. I suppose you thought of Fran's silence as a patrol. Meir spins more words.

"No, wait. Don't just ask me that. I'll tell you my secret, too! Therefore, reveal your secret. How about this?

"Secret or princess?

"It's not such a boring secret. It's more of a secret, isn't it?

(Master...)

'No, even if they say so...'

Fran looks like he wants to reveal a secret to Meir. He liked Meir so much. If I tell Meir, who is royal, about me, I fear that the Beast King will know too...

(Master, no?

'... ha. I don't have a choice. "

(Thanks)

You can't say no if Fran begs you with that voice. What I want to hide in the first place is so that Fran doesn't get noticed or targeted. So if Fran himself felt it was a good idea to teach, there's no reason to disagree.

"Okay. That's fine."

"Oh! Thank you! Well, let's start with my secret!

"Ma'am. Are you sure?

"Naturally. Fran is creditable enough!

"Well, I'll hit the lady's luck. If that's what they thought, I wouldn't disagree."

That's what I said and I sighed. I saw Quina, and I felt sympathetic. Still, secrets enough to make you say who you are to say princess is boring? Don't lie if you say you don't care.

"This is this dragon sword rind..."

"Mmm."

It seems Meir was also a secret about the sword. I guess that's why I cared. Pull out the sword on your back and put it on the table.

"The real name of this sword is Tyrannosaurus Sword Lindvlm. It's a world famous sword."

Lightly. Yes, really lightly, I told Fran.