Muria poured a chicken soup on the young demon hunter who didn't want money, making him scrappy, and after aiming to become Ron's second, he pulled Ingdira out of the half-plane with a relieved smile.

When she reappeared in the palace, Mia, the maid of the Dragonborn who found that Muria had suddenly disappeared, hurriedly greeted her, as a Dragonborn who had been eroded by Muria's breath for decades, she had a natural sense of Muria's existence.

As soon as Muria entered the half-plane, she couldn't feel his existence, and now that Muria appeared, she naturally immediately looked for him, "Master Muria, you are ......"

"I told you, I once acquired a half-plane in the Osniro subcontinent, and I just went into the half-plane and brought this little guy out. Muria reached out and touched Indira and introduced her to her personal maid.

"Young master, she looks like you. Seeing that she was a miniature version of the mother-in-law Muria, or a little younger Ingilla, Mia suddenly showed a happy smile on her face. With the appearance of being like a brother and sister with Muria, Indira is still very likable.

"Muria, can I eat her?" Holding Muria's hand, the seemingly well-behaved Indira stared at Mia, who wanted to touch her.

"No, I can't. Muria reached out and pinched Indira's tender face, "Indira, you can't eat anything living without my permission. ”

"Oh!" Indila, who was rejected by Muria, lowered her head in some frustration and sucked her fingers.

"Young Master Muria...... "Mia, who just wanted to touch Indira, was stared at by Indira with a gaze of looking at the food, and a layer of fine cold sweat unconsciously oozed from her forehead and back.

"Indira comes from the Void, unlike any of us. Muria ordered, "I'll go and inform everyone in the palace to don't touch Ingilla, and if you see it, you will find a way to avoid it." ”

"Muria......" Hearing Muria's order, Indira pouted a little dissatisfied, looking cute, but unfortunately except Muria, no one has the capital to appreciate Indira's cuteness.

Muria ignored Indira and continued to ask Mia, "How is Belladine's funeral going?"

"In progress, according to the rules of the Rockman Kingdom, I have already reported the news of the king's death to the whole country, and now the nobles have sent people to attend the funeral of King Belradine. ”

"Well, Belardion's funeral must be prepared according to their custom and regulations, and there must be no mistakes. ”

"Don't worry, Master Muria. ”

"Well, Imdila, let's go. Muria pulled the little girl who had already begun to look around, "I'll take you to see your future meal ticket, from now on you must protect her well, all those who want to hurt her, you can eat them as food." ”

"Uh-huh!" Hearing this request, Ingdira laughed happily, her eyes narrowed into two crooked crescents.

"Where is Princess Remilia?" When Muria arrived at the palace where the sole heir of the current Lockman Kingdom was located, and asked the maids and guards, Muria noticed a strange phenomenon.

"I don't know. "Whether it was the maid or the giant guards he sent, they all didn't know, and all of them answered that they didn't know, as if Princess Remilia didn't exist at this time.

Eventually, in the back garden of Remilia's palace, Muria saw a very strange but very familiar scene.

A man dressed in a black robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, and who looked like a humanoid creature, sat in a garden full of exotic plants.

In front of him, there was a neat black blanket with a variety of seemingly inconspicuous goods.

Dressed like a department store merchant in every city, they handle and sell all sorts of goods of unknown origin, but most of them are low-grade items.

But how is it not strange that the grocer who should have appeared in the noisy streets should have appeared so strangely in the royal palace, and in the most heavily guarded dormitory of Remilia.

Muria's own guards were not as good as the little princess he had given them. But it's such a strict palace ban that is actually regarded as nothing by this guy.

The Storm Giants and Cloud Giants sent by Muria, even the griffons patrolling the skies, did not see the grocer, and even Princess Remilia, who was crouching in front of the merchant's stall and picking something, was considered to be non-existent.

In other words, the sense of existence is weakened to the point of almost nothingness. Remilia still existed at this time, but everyone, except for Muria, a special being, ignored the little princess.

"Plane Merchant!" Seeing the black-robed guy sitting cross-legged, Muria narrowed his eyes, and then looked down at Indira beside him, "Can you see the black-robed guy?"

"What?" Indira, who was looking around curiously, heard Muria's question and looked at him blankly.

"It's nothing, you stand here obediently and don't move, I'll go buy something and come back." Muria let go of her grip on Indira and strode over to the plane merchant's stall.

As Muria approached the plane merchant, his presence was quickly suppressed and diminished, and when he stood beside Remilia, Indira was even more dazed, she didn't know why she was here, but vaguely remembered that someone had asked her to stop here and wait for him.

"Good day, ruler of the Rockman Kingdom, His Highness the Great Muria. Seeing Muria approaching, the black-robed merchant sitting cross-legged only bowed his head slightly, and he didn't know how much bigger the shelf was than the goblin merchant Stallone.

"Do you want this one?" Ignoring the plane merchant who was arguing with him, Muria crouched down and looked at Remilia, as well as a crimson spear clutched tightly in her hand.

"Hmm. Seeing Muria, Remilia shrank her head timidly, hesitated, and then nodded slowly.

"How much does this gun cost?" asked Muria directly at the black-robed merchant.

"Your Highness Muria, it's not good for you to be like this, I have already negotiated the price with this little guest, and the transaction will be made soon. ”

"I am now her guardian and have the right to interfere in all her decisions and have an obligation to protect her from harm. Tell me, what do you want my little princess Remilia to pay for this gun?"

"If you say that, then I'll have to tell you. The black-robed merchant said in a flat tone, "This little guest wants Gangenir, and he needs to pay the price: after five hundred years, he will make three unconditional moves." ”

"If I were to buy this gun for her, what would it cost?"

"Allow me to give you a brief divination of your future. ”