This was Fuyuki City Airport, not her territory.
"Never mind where we're going—didn't you bring anything at all?" Rimuru glanced around Kuonji Alice's side and said helplessly, "You know we might be staying here for about a week. Magecraft can keep you clean, sure, but that obviously doesn't fit your usual habits, does it?"
Aoko had been right after all. Whenever they did not travel far, Kuonji Alice took care of her, but whenever they went out, Aoko was the one who looked after Kuonji Alice instead—just like Aozaki Aoko's suitcase, which she took everywhere and could never seem to fill. The two of them seemed like complete opposites, motion and stillness taken to their extremes.
"..." Hearing that, Kuonji Alice seemed to realize the issue as well. After seriously considering it for a moment, she turned and quietly stared into Rimuru's eyes. "It's fine. I have you."
"...Even with me here, I can't conjure a set of luggage for you..." Rimuru said helplessly. "Forget it. We'll buy it when we get there. Come to think of it, do you have any requirements?"
"No. Black."
"...I shouldn't have asked." With a sigh, Rimuru took the lead. "Anyway, let's finish the magecraft model first."
"Alright." Alice nodded faintly, then suddenly said, "I've already deployed the familiars. Eight locations."
"I asked a few friends in the magecraft world. They may not be as knowledgeable as Lord Kayneth, but they offered some advice."
"Did you bring your scabbard?"
"So you did figure it out." Rimuru chuckled. "Liddell still doesn't understand why I volunteered to become the advance party and go looking for trouble from myself."
Going to the battlefield was naturally to transfer the scabbard from himself as the White Knight into a magus's hands. It was such a simple purpose that most