The Red-Rope Monsters
Satou here. In console games and such, sometimes enemies strengthen themselves with Support Magic in order to teach the player how to use it. It’s an effective tutorial, but if the support is too strong, it can have the unwanted side effect of making players really hate that particular enemy.
“…Mew?”
Tama’s ears perked up sharply, and she looked around.
“What’s the matter, T…?”
…Red lights.
While I was gazing in admiration at the fountain, multiple red dots had appeared on the radar in my AR display. Monsters.
Just as I noticed this, violent tremors rocked the ground beneath my feet, sending waves through the fountain and the cobblestones.
“Whoa, what’s going on?!”
“It’s an emergency, sir!”
Though startled, the rest of my group looked around without missing a beat, producing their weapons from their Fairy Packs. They didn’t unsheathe them just yet, as there were throngs of people milling about in confusion all around us.
I didn’t see any monsters approaching to match the red dots—they must be underground!
“Everyone, get away from the fountain!”
I used several skills to amplify my voice and give an order to evacuate.
In all the confusion, there were screams of rage or fear from the crowd, but they still quickly followed my command and started running away. Maybe that was thanks to my “Negotiation” and “Direction” skills.
Several of the carriages on the other side of the fountain were still unable to leave, including the one containing Princess Sistina.
It appeared they couldn’t move, either because their horses had panicked, the wheels of the cart had gotten caught in the upturned cobblestones, or the other carriages were in the way.
“Master, the fountain!” Liza cried.
Indeed, where just seconds ago there had been a beautiful water show, the fountain had stopped for just a moment; a second later, it was spraying leaked water everywhere, soaking the carriages and people who had yet to run away.
A moment later, the structure of the fountain collapsed, and the bottom of the pool gave way, revealing thin black wirelike tentacles wriggling up toward the surface.
“Master, monsters located in the direction of two o’clock. Requesting permission to eliminate.”
“Evacuation is the top priority! Nana and Liza, keep the monsters contained so they don’t try to attack anyone! Pochi and Tama, help anyone who hasn’t gotten away yet.”
“Yes, master.”
“Understood!”
“Roger, sir!”
“Aye-aye, sir…?”
As the vanguard leaped into action, strange cricket-like monsters began to appear. They were about the size of a medium dog, with distinctive red markings coiled around their black bodies like snakes.
“Monsterrrrrs!”
“They’re gonna eat ussss!”
“Run awaaaaay!”
The people who hadn’t escaped yet or were standing nearby watching all started panicking and running away at top speed.
Their screams attracted the monsters’ attention, but Liza and Nana kept them from giving chase.
“Arisa and Mia, magic support. Lulu, protect Arisa and Mia, please.”
“Yes, of course!” Lulu activated her shield bracelet.
“Okey-dokey!”
“Mm.”
Arisa and Mia, too, readied their staffs.
Once I was done giving orders, I kept an eye on my companions while opening the map to double-check the surrounding area.
I didn’t notice right away because I was enraptured by the fountain, but still, there hadn’t been any monsters on my radar even moments before that.
Teleportation or Summoning? I had to investigate how these monsters were called into being in the middle of the royal capital, especially if we wanted to keep sightseeing in peace.
There were still about fifteen monsters prowling around in the sewers below.
“I activated Tactical Talk! The enemies are mutant crickets of some kind, level 10!”
Arisa used Space Magic to make an information network that only our group could hear.
“These things have a strange condition called ‘Monster Rope Wrap’! It’s a support skill I’ve never heard of, which means it might have some kind of countereffect. Be careful!”
“Understood.”
“Yes, Arisa.”
Liza threw an experimental feint to test the waters, and red light flashed on the monster.
As soon as Liza’s spear touched it, red ropes appeared to form a magic circle on the cricket’s surface, but Liza’s spear broke the circle and sent it scattering in a spray of red light. It must be some kind of barrier.
“It felt like a defensive spell of some sort, around as strong as Nana’s Shield,” reported Liza.
“That sounds pretty tough,” Arisa muttered.
Hmm?
The monsters on my map started moving more intensely.
“They’re doing something strange. Watch out!”
Just as I gave a warning, the crickets all jumped out at once.
They were strangely fast for level-10 monsters. Several of them managed to break through Liza and Nana’s line of defense.
“Swift Death to Eviiil…?”
“Lightning Flash, sir!”
Tama and Pochi, who were helping people evacuate, speedily defeated the monsters.
For the monsters that weren’t near those two, I grabbed them with the magical telekinesis spell Magic Hand and smashed them into the ground. Since Arisa and Mia were busy chanting, hopefully any witnesses would assume it was their magic.
Then one of the crickets I’d dropped started to jump again toward the princess’s carriage.
I had smashed them into the ground hard enough to finish off any normal monster of that level, yet the crickets’ “Monster Rope Wrap” seemed to not only protect them from slashing attacks but enhanced their impact absorption as well.
“Protect Her Highness!”
The imperial knights fended off the cricket with their kite shields.
I assumed at first that they were mostly for show, since they were all noble girls, but their reactions were very impressive.
“Sofla, Rielle, destroy those monsters! The rest of you, prioritize protecting the princess!”
The captain of the princess’s guards was level 30, and the rest were respectably in the low to mid 20s.
Meanwhile, although these monsters had that unfamiliar race-specific inherent skill “Monster Rope Wrap,” they were still only level 10. Even if this skill was specialized for battle, the knights should be able to hold their own.
Besides…
“…… Mud Capture Doro Shibaru!”
Ms. Athena, Sakura Protector and member of the Shiga Thirty-Three Staves, used Earth Magic to change the ground beneath the rest of the crickets into mud, preventing them from jumping again. On top of that, the mud wrapped around the monsters and pinned them to the ground.
“Good one, Sakura Protector!” the captain called, praising Athena. “Hold them down until we finish them off, please!”
It had looked at first like the two knights would kill the crickets instantly, but they were struggling more than expected.
“These monsters are nothing! I’ll destroy them with my Earth Magic!”
“…All right. If you think you can do it, go for it! Ann, Renoa, help those two out.”
After a moment’s hesitation, the captain gave Athena permission.
She also added two more knights from the princess’s guard, one with a longsword and one with a mace, to join the front lines against the crickets.
“…… Toss Beryl Midori Rokuchuu Sekijun!”
When Athena finished her chant, emerald-green stalagmites rose up from the mud and pierced the crickets’ stomachs.
No, wait—that only killed two of them. The last one was pushed out of the Mud Capture spell by the Toss Beryl spell and escaped.
“Wh-what?! But my Toss Beryl can pierce even knights’ armor! How could it survive that?!”
“Get behind me, Your Highness! Fahfa, watch the rear!”
Ignoring Athena’s cry that was somehow also a brag, the knight captain began retreating with the princess, who’d gotten down from the carriage.
Maybe I should help them out a little.
The cricket that had escaped the Mud Capture jumped toward the princess.
“…… Splash Needle Suikenzan.”
I heard a cool voice from beside me, and countless sharp spikes of water appeared from the puddles that slicked the ground, piercing the cricket from below. It was Mia’s intermediate Water Magic.
The red-rope pattern attempted to protect the cricket, but the water needles went through it like paper.
“Master, looks like that thing was chasing the crickets forward.”
Arisa pointed at a bull-size rat monster called a “giant mutant rat.” Liza and Nana had already brought it down.
“How long are you going to keep messing around?!” The captain bellowed at the knights. It appeared that they still hadn’t finished defeating the first cricket.
The knights responded by attacking the cricket more fiercely and finally broke through its red-rope barrier. Then they used the advantage of numbers to cut the cricket’s legs and crush its back and head to finally defeat it.
The “Monster Rope Wrap” seemed to be difficult to break through without the help of something like “Spellblade” or the Practical Magic spell Break Magic.
“Satou.”
Mia had found a strange creature nearby in the shadows.
Secretly watching the chaos was a small black figure with bat wings, not unlike the palm-size gargoyles I sometimes employed.
According to my AR display, it was a level-1 imp, with the skill “Minor Hex.” It seemed to be a kind of demon. Its title read Familiar, but the field where the owner’s name should be was blocked with strange letters. It must be some kind of concealment technique.
The whole thing was very suspicious; I put a marker on it and let it escape, hoping it would lead me to its master.
“Preeey…?”
“It got away, sir!”
Tama and Pochi returned from helping with the evacuation and spotted the imp.
When it saw the two girls coming, the imp fled with comedic panic.
“Sergeant Pochi, Sergeant Tama, follow that imp, but not fast enough to catch up to it.”
“Aye-aye, sir…”
“Roger, sir!”
Using their well-honed skills from playing tag with children, the pair ran off after the imp at the perfect speed.
A carriage appeared at the intersection, bearing the mark of the Parion Temple.
“ Force Shot Hourikidama.”
An invisible bullet shot out of the window of the carriage and pierced the imp.
GYWAAAAWN.
With a howl, the imp turned into a puff of black smoke and vanished.
“Too baaad…?”
“Something got it, sir.”
Tama and Pochi skidded to a halt in front of the temple carriage, looking up at whoever had defeated the imp.
The door opened, and out stepped the cardinal of Parion Province.
“Sorry, did I steal your big moment by mistake?”
“Mew.”
“I-it’s fine, sir.”
“Glad to hear it, then.”
The cardinal walked over to Tama and Pochi as they stepped back, patting their heads and asking, “Were you hurt at all?” in a gentle voice.
Pochi’s tail hid between her legs, and Tama’s ears lay flat; maybe they were just uncomfortable around such important people. I left Liza and Nana to keep an eye on the fountain and went over to rescue the young duo.
Oh, wait. First…
Pretending to investigate the rift in the broken fountain, I fired Remote Arrow into the hole leading to the sewers below, aiming to wipe out any surviving crickets that still lurked beneath. It’d be dangerous if they jumped out to the surface and caused further chaos.
When I looked up, the cardinal was already walking away from Tama and Pochi, heading toward the princess and her entourage.
“Your Eminence! Please wait!”
A priest chased after the cardinal, looking harried about the hem of the latter’s long robe getting dirtied by the mud seeping out from the cobblestones.
The cardinal seemed unconcerned about his clothes, walking elegantly as if the ground wasn’t broken beneath him.
“Your Highness and company, are any of you injured?”
“We deeply appreciate your concern. However, I could not possibly ask you to trouble yourself for the likes of us, Your Grace.”
It was the knight captain who answered, not the princess; perhaps it was customary for royalty not to speak directly to others.
“H-how insolent! To reject His Grace’s benevolence—”
The priest started to object to the captain’s words, but the cardinal stopped him in a calm voice. “Enough, Father Stunk.”
“Ms. Athena, please heal the others.”
“Y-yes, ma’am! …”
On the captain’s orders, Athena began the chant for Earth Heal.
“I see, so you have a talented young member of the Shiga Thirty-Three Staves with you.”
In spite of the obvious rejection, the cardinal seemed unruffled.
Tama and Pochi ran over and clung to my legs.
“Are any of you brave warriors in need of healing?”
“Thank you very much, but none of us are injured.”
“I should have expected no less from the ‘untouchable’ Pendragon party.”
Apparently, the cardinal had heard of us.
The cardinal grinned like a mischievous child, winking in a way that only a handsome man can pull off. Behind him, Arisa grinned and whispered something about “Lawrence X Satou.”
“Well then, until we meet again.”
Nodding at me, the cardinal turned and walked toward the crowd that was peering at us from afar.
Presumably, he was going to heal them. None were seriously injured, but many of them had minor wounds and scratches.
“You there. Call the guards,” the knight captain said to me.
She probably didn’t want to send any of her knights and decrease the princess’s guard.
“All right.”
I sent Nana to find the guards.
Since my map showed they were already aware of the situation and on their way, I used Tactical Talk to guide Nana toward the route they were taking toward us.
Then I told Liza there were no other immediate threats and checked the bodies of the monsters.
“Master, may I collect the cores?”
“No, let’s hold off. They were very unusual monsters—the guards might want to take them.”
“Nyuuu!”
“Even our meat?!”
Tama and Pochi, who were peeking at the rat monster, jumped up in surprise.
“We can’t eat a sewer rat, you two. It might have some seriously nasty germs.”
“Gerrrms…?”
“Scary, sir?”
Wincing, Arisa began lecturing the pair about hygiene. I would have to stop her if she got too carried away.
“Hmm… It’s definitely not tough enough to defend against my Toss Beryl. It must have been that strange red barrier that blocked my magic…”
Athena, the girl with pink hair, was going around inspecting the monster corpses.
“But this one that was killed by Water Magic…amazing, it pierced all the way through. It’s such a tiny hole, but it broke through the barrier that blocked my Toss Beryl and the monster’s whole body easily. There must be some kind of secret!”
“Spiral.” Mia, who had tottered over to Athena as the girl inspected the traces of her magic, explained her technique.
“Spiral? …Oh, I see! There’s a screw-shaped pattern at the point where the monster was pierced! So that’s the secret!”
Athena turned around with a smile, until her face froze when she saw who had given her the hint.
“Mm. Pierces better and farther.”
Though she looked suspicious of Athena’s expression, Mia nonetheless explained the effects of the secret Athena had spotted.
“Misanaria of Bolenan!”
“Just ‘Mia.’”
While Athena’s voice was full of obvious hostility, Mia sounded decidedly unbothered.
“Y-you may have gotten the best of me this time, but that doesn’t mean human Earth Magic lost! I was just inexperienced, that’s all!” Athena’s eyes filled with frustrated tears.
Mia just blinked at her. “Wrong.”
“It’s not wrong! I’m still just a novice.”
“Right…”
Mia nodded, and Athena’s eyes got even tearier, threatening to spill over.
“Mia, you’ve got to learn to explain yourself more.”
“Mrr?”
Arisa stepped in to the rescue.
“When Mia said ‘wrong,’ she meant the part about ‘human Earth Magic lost.’”
“Huh…?”
Athena looked so bewildered by Arisa’s explanation that I could almost see a question mark hovering over her head.
“Because Mia’s Splash Needle spell was made by mas… I mean, a human.”
She must have remembered partway through her sentence that I wasn’t public about the fact that I could create new spells.
“There’s nothing wrong with being inexperienced. You might not know it from looking at her, but Mia’s over one hundred and thirty years old. If you keep working hard, you’ll catch up to her someday.”
“That’s right!” Athena looked convinced by Arisa’s lecture. “Humans grow quickly. I’ll catch up to you in no time!” she added to Mia.
“Mm, good luck.” Mia didn’t look particularly threatened.
“Now that’s the spirit of the Shiga Thirty-Three Staves, Athena.”
This compliment came from none other than Princess Sistina, who had her ladies-in-waiting and the knight captain in tow.
“I believe I heard you say that the magic Lady Misanaria used earlier was created by a human?” she inquired of Arisa.
“Yes, I did indeed,” Arisa answered politely.
“Do you happen to know the creator’s name?”
“Well, erm…”
As Arisa hesitated, I used my “Fabrication” skill to come up with a suitable excuse.
“Please, I must ask that you not inquire any further. We received the spell on the condition that we promise not to reveal the name of its maker.”
“Even for a personal request from yours truly?”
“I’m terribly sorry.”
I bowed my head in apology, sensing death glares from her entourage.
They must have thought I wasn’t being sufficiently respectful to royalty.
“I would thank you generously, of course. How does a collection of advanced Water Magic spellbooks and dictionaries sound?”
That was certainly a tempting offer, but I simply kept my head bowed and apologized again, politely but firmly rejecting her request.
“Very well, then… Ah, it appears the guards have arrived.”
The princess sighed and walked away from me.
“Squishyyy…?”
“And squashy, sir.”
Tama and Pochi were poking at the dead monsters.
“Looks like the extremities are starting to rot.”
Noticing the princess’s approach, Liza picked up the pair and carried them away. Tama and Pochi hadn’t broken out their dead body impressions in a while, and this time they put extra effort into it. Sticking out their tongues was one thing, but rolling back their eyes was a creepy touch I could’ve done without.
“Athena, do you think these monsters might be the reason the Holy Sakura Tree hasn’t bloomed?” the princess asked.
Athena thought in silence for a moment.
They must have been investigating the issues with the Royal Sakura.
“…It is possible. I’ve never seen the likes of those magic barriers before…”
…Wait a minute.
Athena’s words reminded me of something.
Those magic circles looked just like the ones on the plunderers we defeated in the labyrinth who were overdosed with demonic potion.
“You there! If you know something, go on and spit it out.”
The realization must have shown on my face. Since it was a princess’s order, I explained that it looked identical to the defense barrier I had seen on demonic potion users.
As I did so, I searched the map for demonic potions, but they didn’t appear to be in circulation here aside from a few individuals with very small amounts. However, the map search didn’t account for anything inside an Item Box, so it was theoretically possible that they were being hidden that way.
“Demonic potion… That may be worth looking into. Thank you, erm… What was your name again?”
“My apologies, I don’t believe I had introduced myself yet. I am Honorary Knight Satou Pendragon, vassal of Baron Muno.”
“I’ll be sure to remember that. Athena, can you remind me where we were heading next?”
Athena responded with the name of a botanist the Echigoya Company was funding.
“I’ve never heard the name. I do hope we may be able to find some sort of lead…”
“Don’t worry, Your Highness! I swear on the title of Sakura Protector that I will make sure the Royal Sakura Tree blooms again this year!”
“Of course. After all, the cherry blossoms simply must bloom in order to keep our promise with the great ancestral king.”
Princess Sistina and Ms. Athena nodded at each other in determination.
As I looked on with a smile, the princess’s eyes met mine.
“I’m sure they will bloom.”
The sakura dryad told me as much.
“I don’t require any baseless promises, thank you.”
The princess turned up her nose.
I meant those words sincerely, but I guess I didn’t get through to her.
“Ah yes…”
Looking past me, the princess spotted Tama and Pochi, who had gotten bored with playing dead and were making hand signals at each other, and appeared to remember something.
“Let me show you something worth seeing.”
She produced a scroll from her bosom, unfurled it, and used it.
“Fireworrrks…?”
“Master’s fireworks, sir!”
Pochi was right: It was the Light Magic spell Fireworks Illusion that I had created and mass-produced through Viscount Siemmen’s scroll workshop.
“This ‘master’—that is, Sir Pendragon—are his fireworks even more lovely?”
“Yes, sir! Master’s fireworks are the best—”
Liza covered Pochi’s mouth, but it was too late, presumably because her other hand was still carrying Tama.
“You created that Water Magic, too, then, hmm?”
“Yes, it is just as you’ve deduced.” I nodded meekly.
There was no point trying to hide it now, when she could easily use the power of the royal family to pry it out of Viscount Siemmen.
“Hmm, so you admit it.” The princess looked at me appraisingly. “I’ve been wanting to ask you something if ever we were to meet. There is something rather redundant about the Fireworks and Fireworks Illusion spells. Why might that be?”
If she could ask a question like that, that likely meant she had sent for the original scroll and read the contents closely.
“I wanted to emphasize readability and reusability over efficient execution time.”
“Readability? Whatever for? The only people who will try to read your spells and understand the inner workings are enemies or spell researchers, you know.”
Enemies… I guess it would make more sense to lower readability as a defense if it was a military spell.
“Improving readability makes it easier to correct any malfunctions that might arise. With traditional spells, it can be very difficult to investigate which portion is causing difficulties.”
“Mm-hmm… What do you mean by reusability, then? Do you think that the chants of spells are so simple that you can simply cut out bits and pieces and paste them wherever you’d like?”
The princess’s glasses glittered.
She didn’t seem too impressed with my rationale for readability, but she shifted the subject to the matter of reusability anyway.
“No, certainly not. But I feel that traditional spells are too focused on efficiency and execution time and have degenerated to the point where it’s impossible to dismantle them from one large passage.”
“‘Degenerated,’ you say? Now, that is a comment I simply cannot overlook. Even compared to the magic of the great ancestral king’s era, modern magic has improved in both invocation speed and power. Has it not?”
“It has, but at the cost of readability and reusability. While magic has advanced in terms of the optimization of a single spell, the difficulty of creating derivative spells has immensely increased. Developing spells now takes a colossal amount of time and manpower, wouldn’t you agree?”
“…Yes, that’s true.”
The princess nodded slowly.
I couldn’t see her eyes behind the shimmering surface of her glasses, but the edges of her lips quivered ever so slightly.
Did I put her in a bad mood?
I was enjoying the explanation of spell improvement so much that I forgot to check on the princess’s state of affairs.
“Well then, might I ask your opinion on one more topic?”
The princess’s eyes blazed challengingly.
“Of course, if I have any knowledge about it,” I responded humbly.
“Are you by chance familiar with Ruta-Style Fire Ball, the spell Ruta Raffol developed based on Fire Ball during the reign of King Gartapht?”
…I was not.
I did a quick search of the spellbooks I had on hand and found that it was a variation on Fire Ball that increased its power.
According to one book, it was made for military use, and to this day the main Fire Ball spells used by armies were Ruta-Style Fire Ball and its offshoot Rutario-Style Fire Ball.
Both variants had 30 percent higher firepower than the original spell while still costing the same amount of MP.
“It’s a military-use Fire Ball spell,” I stated, despite the fact that I had only just learned this.
“Then you’re familiar with its primary flaw as well?”
I shook my head, somehow feeling like I was interviewing for a job.
The flaw she explained was written in the spellbook as well. The problem with Ruta-Style and Rutario-Style Fire Ball was an extremely rare malfunction that caused it to explode someplace its user did not intend.
And that was the main reason that the original Fire Ball was still the one recorded in most spellbooks.
“And do you know why that problem occurs, I wonder?”
“The source of the problem, hmm…?”
I skimmed over the spell as I parroted her question.
It was a somewhat familiar-looking form of “spaghetti code”—coding that was tangled up and difficult to read. I had never seen this specific spell before, but it had similar idiosyncrasies to the spell code I used as reference when I made a Fire Magic spell for Arisa before.
I distinctly remembered struggling to transplant portions of the code because it had a nasty habit of reusing the important variables that designated the area of effect in several other parts of the code as free variables.
“You can’t tell?”
The princess sounded like an examiner.
“No, just a moment…”
As I responded, I went through the flow of the spell in my mind.
…Found it. This spell had the same mistake as the other one.
“Look at these two places.” I produced a spellbook from my Garage Bag and pointed out the problematic areas. “Some of the variables used for the explosion conditions here are also used here to calculate trajectory correction. These conditions are only used in incredibly limited contexts, which is probably why the error happens so rarely.”
There might have been a deeper cause than that, but I doubted she was expecting a completely flawless answer anyway.
“…Brilliant!” After reading the spell under her breath for a moment, the princess raised her head. “Aah! What a wonderful day today has become!”
Clasping my hand in both of hers, the princess gazed at me with the sparkling eyes of a dreamy maiden. It was a complete one-eighty from the examiner-like attitude she had just moments before.
“You really are the creator of the Fireworks spell!”
Ah, so she was testing whether I was really the creator or not.
I was having so much fun solving the problem that I instinctively gave the correct answer, but maybe saying “I don’t know” would have been enough to keep my secret intact.
“Is it just me, or is this taking a dangerous turn?”
“Mm, bad.”
The iron-wall pair of Arisa and Mia began urgently whispering among themselves.
“I’ve been captivated by you from the moment I first saw the beautiful composition of the Fireworks spell, you see.”
You mean captivated by my spell-making ability.
I wished she would make her statement a bit clearer, since the crowd around us was starting to get noisy about it. Also, her face was way too close.
“Oh, how I wish I could speak with you all the night long.”
The princess stretched one hand up toward the heavens and threw her head back to the sky like a lead actress in a play.
I was glad there was some distance between us now, but her other hand was still firmly grasping my own.
“If only you would explain every last detail of the artistry of that chant, I should even be willing to marry into your family, Sir Pendragon.”
Just as I was starting to suspect, the princess was apparently a serious spell maniac.
“Your Highness! Return to the carriage at once.”
“Y-yes, please do! We must resume our investigation so that the Royal Sakura Tree will bloom!”
“Ah, aaah, Lord Satooou…”
The princess, who was by now behaving like a different person entirely, was reluctantly dragged back to the carriage by her ladies-in-waiting and Ms. Athena.
“No cheating.”
“Master, do you have some kind of special pheromones that attract lovers or something?”
Mia and Arisa closed in on me.
I pushed Arisa’s face away as she tried to sniff me and made my way over to Pochi, who was being scolded by Liza about the Fireworks incident.
“Master, I’m very sorry, sir. Pochi was very, very bad, sir.”
“I’m terribly sorry, master. I neglected to supervise her properly.”
Liza bowed her head along with Pochi.
“It’s all right, you two. I forgot to tell you not to say anything about the Fireworks spell anyway. You have nothing to apologize for.”
“You won’t abandon Pochi, sir?”
“Of course not.”
I patted the teary-eyed Pochi’s head in reassurance.
“Master, you’re much too soft on Pochi, you know,” Arisa grumbled.
“No meat?”
At Mia’s suggestion, Pochi turned pale, as did the other two beastfolk girls.
Is it really that serious of a punishment?
“N-no meat… Master, no meat for Pochi, sir?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t punish you like that. In fact, we’ll have hamburg steak for dinner tonight.”
“Amazingly amazing, sir! Pochi can eat infinity hamburg steaks, sir!”
“Tama tooo…”
Pochi and Tama did a little dance of joy.
I had been planning on fried sakura salmon as the main dish, but I guess changing plans as a matter of course was a good choice.
After we cooperated with the soldiers’ investigation, we left them in charge of the aftermath and returned to our sightseeing tour of the royal capital.
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