Then, Ange returned to the village unceremoniously.
Before they entered the village, Rudeus entrusted Fam to Ange.
"Because I won’t make a stop at the village, I will excuse myself here."
"...... Yes ...... Yes"
Hearing his words, Ange could only nod her head in reply.
That bizarre scene still burned strongly in her mind.
"Now, take care."
Then suddenly... he stopped as if he remembered something. Rudeus stopped walking and turned around to face Ange.
He looked back.
"Oh, well Ange-san didn’t you mention about a reward before."
Hearing his words, a chill ran down Ange's spine.
Thank you.
Yeah.
When she considers it, he did indeed save her life.
She can’t refuse if it’s his request.
No matter how much she wants to run away from the physiologically disgusting man in front of her...
Ange is not that ungrateful to that level.
"Eh, uh... so, I'm troubled that, you want my pantsu too?"
"No, I don’t need that. But, I need you to do something."
"And, what do you want me to do?"
(Oh, What should I do. It must be something amazingly kinky.)
Ange's resolute face turned pale.
"......"
While scratching the back of his head after seeing Ange's reaction and muttering [Well, what do I say...], Rudeus took something out of his backpack.
A picture book along with a doll.
"Then, Ange-san, please read this book to your children when they’re born. Please read this picture book to them and tell them that the Supard race isn’t like the Iburi."[8]
"Pardon me? Huh? Supe?"
"This is the Supard race."
"Supard race..."
After hearing those absurdly strange words, Ange's eyes went black and white.
"At the end of the book there is a table that shows you how to read the characters, so it could be used to teach your children to read. Just that, thank you."
After saying that Rudeus placed the book and the doll in Ange's hands and left.
In Ange's hands sat a green haired Magic race doll and a picture book.
Just from the look of that Supard race doll, she felt terrified.
It's incredibly detailed and painted with vivid colors.
It seems like it could come to life at any moment.
The image of the terrible demon.
There was an impulse that made her want to throw it away on the spot.
However, the fact that it’s a request from someone who saved her life made her reconsider.
"... Let me see?"
Supard race.
She never met them, but she knew about them.
The Supard race she knew was just as frightening as the Iburi.
When she was a child, if she was doing something bad, her parents would threaten her by saying she would be eaten by a Supard.
Was there really another story that the Supard race weren't bad guys?
(Why such a thing...)
Ange, not knowing what to do about such a strange request, pinched the doll's head.
"Oh..."
Then the doll's hair came off.
Now in Ange's hands was a warrior holding a spear with a rugged face.
"Cool."
Seeing that, Ange laughed.
She didn't know what his intention was.
But, it's what the person who saved her life requested.
Let’s do as he asked.
That was Ange's decision.