The Twice-Exiled Adventurer, Using His Super Rare Skills To Train a Squad of Beautiful Girls! – Chapter 46

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟔: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬

The dark elf woman introduced herself as Salieri.

She’s eighteen years old (actually seventeen), and apparently a member of the special forces unit called [Fire Fighters] in the Masrur Kingdom.

I mean, I wonder if it’s okay for someone in an organization like a special forces unit to blabber about things that aren’t even asked.

Well, there’s no point in hiding it from us, and considering the disadvantages of lying and getting caught, it’s true that it’s better to be as friendly as possible.

If Güney is a demon from the Masrur Kingdom and has taken out a treasure from the royal palace on his own, we can’t just hand him over and say goodbye.

There’s something like a reward for merit.

In other words, we’re going to have to reveal our identities properly.

“You’re acting very foolishly to avoid suspicion.”

“Less than ten people have seen through that at first sight. You’re an amazing person.”

This is a conversation while watching Güney, who is tied up by his hands and feet to a long pole and carried like a hunted prey.

It’s not harassment, it’s because he’s paralyzed by a numbing drug.

I don’t feel sorry for him, though.

“This guy saw through me being a pickpocket at first glance.”

The one puffing out her chest with a smirk is Meg, the one who pricked Güney with a poison needle.

Why are you bragging?

And don’t casually say you’re a pickpocket or a thief.

There are people who will look at you with disdain. If our friends are looked at with those eyes, Okaa-san will be sad.

“There’s no way a person who looks as sleepy and dull as you do can be involved in the country’s affairs. It’s easy to imagine that it’s just a facade, and you can think about why it’s being made.”

I explain after lightly poking Meg’s head.

This is also something that can’t be helped if it’s hidden.

“You’re interesting.”

Salieri smiled brightly.

It’s quite a charming smile.

With her brown skin and white hair, she’s very sexy.

There are no women like this in human towns, so I can’t help but be captivated.

“. . .”

Silently, Asuka stood in front of me.

“. . .”

Silently, Meisha hugged me from behind.

“. . .”

Silently, Miliaria grabbed my left hand.

Hey, what are you guys doing?

For now, we’ve thrown Güney into the dungeon.


『”ᴀᴡᴇʙsᴛᴏʀɪᴇs.ᴄᴏᴍ” – ᴅɪsᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟeᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ “ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs” ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ “ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs”.』


On top of that, Salieri is questioning me and Zachalant.

It seems to be for the report to be sent to the Masrur Kingdom government.

Well, we can’t just write whatever and send it. It’s obvious, but the reason Zachalant looks surprised is probably due to Salieri’s appearance.

She doesn’t look like a girl who does her job seriously.

I imagine her writing a sloppy report while half asleep and always getting yelled at by her boss.

Of course, Salieri is acting like that on purpose.

“She throws sharp questions with a dull face. She’s a tough woman.”

That’s Zachalant’s impression.

“The Fire Fighter or whatever isn’t a soft organization that keeps incompetents, and I don’t think they would let such a person go on a solo mission abroad.”

“You never let your guard down huh. I thought you were just a harem guy at first.”

“That’s very unpleasant.”

I made a disgusted face.

I don’t have a harem, for crying out loud.

They’re all just kids.

The oldest, Meg, is only seventeen (actually sixteen). She’s not an adult yet.

If I laid a hand on these girls, I’d be too much of a beast.

“Oh. I realized you’re not a harem king but an Okaa-san after talking a bit.”

“That’s also unpleasant.”

At least make it Otou-san.

Why does everyone call me Okaa-san?

“She’s a Mama strategist.”

And Salieri said something unnecessary.

Don’t give me weird titles.

Anyway, the questioning itself didn’t go badly.

We don’t have anything to hide either.

The real struggle was figuring out how to explain about Piran Castle.

After all, they’ve been separated from the Demon King’s for five hundred years.

The Lord of Piran has changed hands, and even the Demon King has changed twice. The number of people who know about that time, even among the long-lived demon race and dark elf tribe, is probably a minority.

In a human kingdom, it wouldn’t be surprising if the rise and fall of a dynasty happened two or three times.

Even the Lintrite Kingdom didn’t exist five hundred years ago.

Anyway, it took two full days to prepare the report.

And the completed report is carried to the border fortress by a bird-like demon beast summoned by Salieri.

“Wow! That’s so cool! I want one too!”

Asuka let out a strange cry as she watched Salieri, who stood tall on the observation deck of Piran Castle, with a sleek, pure white hawk-like demon beast perched on his left arm.

Well, it certainly makes a picture.

You can’t see her face from behind.

“It can fly to the fortress in about two quarters (four hours), but from there it’s transported by fast horse. It takes about five days.”

But when she speaks, she’s still Salieri.

I mean, you shouldn’t say information like it takes five days by fast horse from the border to the capital of Masrur Kingdom in a place where we humans are.

Whether it’s calculation or carelessness, I don’t know.

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