204 200 stories, relax.

"" Huh?

I talked to Mr. Druid and his master about Flem.

As a result, I got an indescribable look.

I'm not happy.

"Uh, I mean, did you turn the stone falling in there into a demonic stone?

"Is that what you're saying?

Will that still happen?

"Um, is it possible that an adventurer threw away a demonic stone that had lost its magic after using it?

"That could happen. Can you show me the demon stone?

"Oh, here it is."

Show two demon stones that Flem replenished with magic.

"You're awesome again."

"I've never heard of stones becoming demon stones, so is it okay that the used demon stones were still falling?

Mr. Druid takes the red demon stone I have and knocks it in the air.

It looks beautiful over there through the Demon Stone because of its high transparency.

"I'd like to think so. Just because you ran out of demon stones of this size. Throw it away?"

"You won't throw it away. If I were you, I'd keep it a souvenir."

"You're right."

There is a bitter smile in the words of the masters.

After all, are demonic stones of this size rare enough to be remembered?

"And that's good transparency. Ask the Alliance for an appraisal and we'll definitely be talking about it. Besides, this size, the guild of other towns and villages would be rumoured."

Never put it on the appraisal.

I mean, I didn't even plan on doing that.

"And colorless over here... because I feel magical. I'm sure it's a demonic stone, but colorless"

Master tilts his neck.

I wonder what it is?

"You've never heard of colorless demon stones."

The master nods at Mr. Druid's words.

I mean, a demon stone with no attributes?

"Do you want Tambas to do the appraisal?

Mr. Tambas is a fellow master and one who appraised the potion, isn't he?

Then you can trust me.

"May I ask you a favor?

"Oh, he likes to appraise new things. I would have been delighted to give you the glowing potion. Well, it was impossible to appraise the potion."

New stuff?

"With that said, it was. I have had a lot of trouble during my journey because I ignore my plans and start appraising every time I find my first item. Not to mention starting a big gangster with my master."

Apparently, Mr. Tambas is a freelancer.

"That's his fault. I've never seen an unexpected demon before, so I'd like to be appraised first, or I'd like to be in the middle of an attack."

That's amazing.

I mean, isn't it okay after the crusade?

"That's why I don't know about fighting over demons."

"Isn't that nice? No problem. The demons were crusaded."

"Yeah, me, Mr. Mal 'al, and Gilmouth."

"Well, yeah. Until then, there was a lot of depression, and it was his fault."

It must have been a very difficult journey.

Because there are two freelancers, Master and Tambas.

Mr. Maral's hard work is going to come to my attention.

"Ivy, don't help each other on the journey"

"Absolutely."

Mr. Druid takes it too seriously, so he responds with a good look in his eyes.

"I can do it if I want to."

"You don't try, do you?"

"Ah."

Mr. Druid sighs loudly at his master's words.

I laugh bitterly, too.

"Um, why did Mr. Tambas want to do an appraisal when he was being attacked?

"Some demons seem to have slightly different appraisal results while alive and after death"

I didn't know.

I thought the appraisal was something that would have results with me whenever I did it.

"And that's cool ~. It's touching to see Adandala so close"

Even while we were talking, I kept looking at Ciel, Master.

Ciel doesn't particularly care, he's playing with Sola.

Sora jumped with Piompion and stormed Ciel's stomach.

Sora is being repelled by bashing it off with her forefoot.

I'm repeating that, is that okay with Sola?

Is it a decent way to play, rather than being rolled on the forefoot?

... What M is Sola?

"Is that it? Huh? What is it?

"What? Huh?

... Apparently my knowledge before.

I'm just halfway there because the words came out but I can't make an impression.

That's unusual.

"What's up?

Shake your head beside your master's words.

I can't explain it because it's something I don't understand either.

"It's okay."

"Ivy, is it okay if I touch Ciel for a second?

"Ciel, your master wants to stroke you, but are you okay?

"Nya-yay."

"Sounds good, go ahead"

Seeing the exchange between me and Ciel, the master looked envious.

"Fine. That would be great."

Many times my master tells me to be good.

I just have a little trouble dealing with it.

As Ciel waved her tail, the master stopped looking at me and gently reached out to Ciel.

And when I thought my hands touched my neck, it solidified.

"Mr. Druid, what's wrong with your master?

"I'm fine. Because I'm just impressed."

Are you impressed?

Nevertheless, your master feels the most responsive you've ever had.

"Wow, I touched Adandala. To that Adandala."

Master who is whispering and blurring about something.

It was conveyed that my voice was small and hard to hear, but touched by a slightly audible voice.

"Ciel, can I stroke you?

Master's voice is shaking a little.

The moment I heard that, I saw Mr. Druid, who was next door, holding his mouth by his hand.

Apparently, it suppressed spraying.

"Nya-yay."

"Ooh. You answered me! Thank God."

The softly stroking master is adorable like a child, not the usual master.

A strange noise leaks out of Mr. Druid's mouth as he watches it.

The sound seemed to have leaked because I was too patient to spray it.

Well, I do see the usual master, so it's a little funny.

"Oh, wow! Ooh."

"Kukukuku, no. Weird."

I can hear the laughter that pushed me to death from next door in your master's reaction.

"Your master looks adorable"

"Blah! Ivy, that's not it. Absolutely not!"

Mr. Druid, who sprayed into my words, is shaking his neck to the side and denying it.

I don't think you have to deny that much though.

"Really?

"Oh, I doubt your sight is cute or anything."

That far?

Sit alongside Mr. Druid in Goza and watch Ciel and his master play.

The master's face remains gloomy whether he is quite pleased or not.

When Sora, tired of playing, started sleeping near me, Flem also moved to lean against Sora and started sleeping.

Don't almost look at these two.

"Nice."

"What?

"This kind of relaxing day."

"Right."

I've been bummed about something ever since I came to this town.

Sometimes it's not bad to relax like this.