Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul After parting with Emery, Loren and his group set out on foot toward the north, and were lucky enough to arrive at an inn town along the city just before sunset.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Your luggage and transport are ready. Would you like to leave now?”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Your prospective groom is not quite right in the head, isn’t he?”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul The dinner with the Great Demon King, which would not have been a comforting experience for ordinary people, went on without a hitch from Loren’s point of view, although the atmosphere did become a little sour and strange. After being released, they each went to their assigned room.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Wearing black full body armor and accompanied by a dark elf. I can only think of one person that fits such a description.”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “That’s about all I wanted to talk about. I heard there was a guy who looked interesting, so I called him to my side and saw his face. That’s the end of my business. Would it be easier to say that I’m satisfied?”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Now, I’d tell you to relax, but that would be hard to do, wouldn’t it?”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “At any rate, let’s get dressed, shall we? You can’t be thinking of speaking to me while dripping wet, can you? I’m not myself being like this, either.”
