Maou no Hajimekata

"... here we go"

Behind the dungeon currently being made by Oulu, in what could be termed the deepest part, was the room.

For convenience, that room, which we call 'Between Summons', is about 10 m square in size, with only one door. Complex magic formations were carved directly into the ground.

The vast majority of Oulu's dungeons are stretched with anti-metastasis magic junctions. Measures against being attacked by Oulu's bedroom and dungeon core with direct transfer magic will bounce back to where he was even when attempting a transfer within the boundaries of this junction. This is a principle, so whatever it is that tests the technique, it cannot be overridden.

However, since this junction applies to Oulu himself, going out and returning can be very troublesome. The only 'hole' in the dungeon created to avoid it was during this summons.

Only this room can be transferred from the outside. Naturally, the coordinates in this room are a secret, and there is a curse on Lil and Eunice, as well as Oul himself, to keep information from leaking externally, even if the magic and memory of the reading mind is stolen.

Let the tense faceted unis of what has not pulled the sword out of its sheath and the lil staring at the magic formation with an equally serious look peel left to right, and Oul slowly casts a spell.

The air in the room swirls slowly and the magic formations emit a pale light. Oulu's chanting spell twists, and the loons drawn from his fingertips wielded like weaves become a radiant trajectory surrounding the magic formation.

The swirling air eventually blows like a gust of wind, increasing in strength and making a noise like a tornado.

"... get out!

The tornado increases in intensity with the screams of the Ouls, and the runes burn the eyes of the Ouls with intense luminescence.

"... what?

Oul unwittingly raises his dumb voice.

After the tornado had passed and the light had subsided, it had appeared above the magic formation with five chickens and two pigs, one cow and...

Sleeping on it, she was a young girl.

"Child...?

Eunice squeaks in surprise.

Is he 5,6 years old? He tied his thin golden hair in two over his temples and seemed to have come wearing the finest clothes he could procure in a poor village. He was dressed in a cute dress with frills, although it was a qualitative piece made of cotton.

A girl like that sleeps trying to hold her on the back of a cow. The cow also had no way of adhering to the presence of the girl by just shaking her tail patterned from time to time.

"... daughter, wake up"

Oul tries to speak up, but the girl has no indication that she will listen at all.

I'd like to beat you up, but if you step in here, the magic team will lose its effectiveness as soon as possible. Conversely, it's impossible to get out of the magic formation without stepping in here.

Oulu naturally predicts and countermeasures the possibility that the villagers will send their troops to the sacrifice. I'm not going to ruin that measure myself. Oul decided not to be alarmed and to speak to his daughter again.

"Wake up. Who are you?

There is no sign that the second voice reached the girl. He cleverly punched him over the back of the cow and even turned away from the oul.

"You're sleepy..."

Lil groans with a frightened, impressed, poorly understood look. She, who was also a dreammaker, could see that the girl was completely asleep.

Wake up!

An irritating half of the oul's voice roared into the room as if thundering. To the fury used in conjunction with even witchcraft, just as the girl trembles her body and falls off the back of the cow.

"Huh...?

Wasn't there as much fall damage, and the girl looked around confused as she raised her face slightly.

"... my daughter. Who are you?

When Oul asked in a low voice that sounded from the bottom of hell, the girl trembled and began to introduce herself with an equally trembling voice.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Uh, yes, yes, please be by your side... uh, by your side..."

The girl named Maribel follows through to spell out the complaints that she sees made to memorize the whole thing.

"... I have little magic. At least it's not a wacko that grown-ups are turning into in magic. A child as he sees it"

"It doesn't look like we can use weapons or anything. I guess it's Hutu's kid."

Lil and Eunice analyze Maribel's abilities, respectively. Oul's findings were similar to hers.

"Give me a young, sober daughter, I said..."

Anything is too young. Oul sighs, paying lightly by hand to defeat the magic formation.

"Go to the village. Eunice, get together. Lil, stay with that girl."

"Leave a message again, and babysit?"

I'll protect Oulu.

Lil leaking dissatisfaction and Eunice happily hugging Oulu's arm. This is how, worried that a loyal subordinate would not be available, Oul began to prepare himself for the surgery of metastasis.