I Want to Become the Hero's Bride

"Thank you so much! So sooo"

If you try to save a young lady who is entangled in a stronghold that deprives her of her liberty and spills tears, something in her heart will shred off when she is even more of an "eye tatter < (>_<;) >" tone person.

The skin tone rate of the arms and feet is slightly higher and I thought it was lightweight. If you look closely, you are lowering a medium-sized knife, and if you interpret it as an adventurous position person, it fell to your heart. My chest seems somewhat demonic, but, I guess, it's a quick specialization.

Blue and purple short hair is twinkly and blue glowing eyes lull. He's about 15 cm taller than me, and his adorable face adds to his craving for asylum all the time with Todome.

—— Ma, I protected you... no, no.

I panicked and admonished myself that I was about to get out of line by accident.

"That's okay. In the future, please be very careful with this."

Then, when he bowed his head slightly in the greeting, the person looked a little overwhelmed. When the mind is ready to see if this is a callous flow, a voice will be heard on the back about turning back the heel.

"Ah... uh"

Oh, I knew it - and I whipped it to my heart, which raised a hundred million voices with regret, and said, "Yes?" I looked back on the line. Soon she wrapped my right hand around a gap she fell in love with the moisturizing eyes of her boss, quickly packing her distance from each other to miss me.

"Are you in a hurry?

"No, not so much... I made a mistake! No, I'm in a hurry now."

"Huh!? What do you mean?!?

"Yes, definitely means hurry"

"Oh, I don't know... so sooo"

"I'm sorry. Then I'll be around."

If you get involved with someone with this hand, you'll probably regret it a lot. and.

Hold him with the willingness to rescue the captured right-hand man, stah! and when he poses for the oath, Mr. Left Hand, who was defenseless, is firmly grabbed by her.

"Hey, what are you doing!?

Try releasing your grievances to the dew, and you'll see that you're apparently in tears.

"Oh, please! So so.Me, I got a little lost... could you come with me to the entrance to Artel Hall!?

Around the rough but culminating point, I looked around a little bit, while I was a little upset inside that it was a skill to show when I was against boys.

—— I say Artel Hall during the day is a tourist attraction… although it seems like it would be nice to have a few more passers-by.

As things stand, I don't see anyone crossing the field near me, so I don't know what else to do. Plus, that dungeon can be a destination for this brave party, so there's no reason to strongly say no.

The journey is also called a road trip.

No, actually... you seem to be in a position where you can't see yourself once again, but I'm talking about the road guy already, and in my case, even one person can be comfortable enough.

But this place is probably a spirit of help, softening attitudes a lot and turning around.

"Okay. You can go there, too."

With that said, the tear-eyed girlfriend had a brighter look on her face and returned it in a unique tone, thanks.

Big Hole Dungeon "Artel Hall".

The field that surrounds it, "The Plains of the Night Shadow", is a one-of-a-kind monster field.

Different rocks, large and small, and dotted trees that show their faces everywhere fit within the view of the plain without discomfort. This field has little encounting at some point in the day, and it increases dramatically from about the time the day tilts. Besides, during the day, only monsters spring up that are not enough to take a level single-digit table, but with the rate of encounting rising, monster levels also soar, what a sudden land.

However, when I say soaring, the upper limit is 40 because it is not an "abomination". But considering that the adventurer's wall of rising levels works from around it, it comes down to talking about 40 monsters springing up at the base of the field…

Although the character of this field is commonly said to have been strongly influenced by the nature of the almost centrally located dungeon "Artel Hall" … stories such as "Under the Influence of Dungeon Bosses" that occur in the dungeon called Fetulum Pit, which I visited a while ago, are proportionally credible - as there will certainly be fewer monster springs in the absence of bosses - although "Under the Influence of Dungeons" is vague, and the theory that the nature of a neighborhood (field), including it, is probably the cause in the first place, is also supported by many scholars.

Let's get back to it.

So far, Artel Hall is a big hole dungeon with only one confirmed on the continent, and the meaning of this big hole word is not about dividends that exceed 100 times the wager, nor is it about the madness of things. As the word goes, a big hole. It means a "giant hole" with a pompous mouth in the earth.

Details of when the hole was opened and how it was made are unclear, but according to the literature, what was used as a ritual place for ancient civilization was dungeoned in later times.

A stair-like structure dug forward to convey around a giant hole in the center, with a clear lake gleaming blue on the bottom floor as you descend the stone stairs. The beautiful sculptural exterior engraved on columns and walls that stand at equal intervals is said to be popular as one of the attractions, in line with the mystical atmosphere of the lake.

While the sun is high, many people visit the fields around them because there are no monsters. but when the sun tilts, it changes its appearance for a dungeon-like atmosphere. Dungeon Boss, said to lurk in the lake, is a powerful level 50 enemy.

... Well, if it comes from near level 80 and the Bumpy Brave Party, I don't know who I can defeat at at my leisure.

"Nevertheless... the fact that the destination is Artel Hall is to defeat the boss?

I'll take care of the little girl walking next door and swing by from me.

If your profession is an adventurer, at least you know your boss's level, so it feels like you're finally getting around to how strong you are with the words you return.

"Well... well..."

The girl shyly twisted herself and rocked her blue-purple hair.

"I'm still a little nervous about challenging the boss. This time, the goal is to raise the level and collect items…"

"Really?"

"Come on. Oh, erm..."

Slightly looked up from the bottom, it's Mr. Big Tits' upper-breast pane… and while he gets a beating, he reinforces his broken heart by the atmosphere in which he's expected to introduce himself in the course of the story.

"It's Berlina. It's often called a bell."

"That's what you call it, then. My name is Yonayona. Call me Jonah if you like."

That's what they said, and I thought it was an unusual name... on my face, Jonah smiled uncontrollably on her pretty face.

"They say that a lot. Grandpa put it on me. So that your friends can remember you right away. It's easy to stay in people's consciousness if it's a slightly different name, so let's see."

"Uh, I see! That's for sure."

As she raised her admiration, she showed her face broken with increasing joy.

I was praised for what my favorite grandfather said in that smile, and I was strongly convinced that she was a grandfather and child.

"What can Mr. Bell do for Artel Hall?

Because I felt a little almost like I was staring at her with the same look on my face, Jonah seemed to feel accepted by me for one end of her own thoughts, and asked this one with a more intimate voice.

So I stretch my spine and try to talk seriously.

"I go after my beloved… Cohon. I'm going to do everything I can to keep an eye on my beloved."

"Ho. I see. Is that a mission? It's kind of cool."

"Hey, no. So much so. I'm just betting on my life."

In a crisp manner, Jonah purposefully stopped her legs and said, "That's an amazing story!" He praised me with a slap of his hand.

Will this stay without becoming a heavenly dog? No, I can't stay in my case.

Three years of sending a hot gaze from the shadows when you ask for a chance to approach the brave ---.

Three years I didn't give up, even as I was turned to look at surprised faces and strange things, and in some places obviously obstructed.

Somehow, but I get hot around my chest feeling like such a feat of myself has finally been accepted by people.

Drop by her with a good, suspicious foothold and hold her defenseless thin shoulder unannounced.

"Between us!!... a little different though. But Jonah is the first girl to affirm my behavior! I think it's good to say we're each other anymore!! I will take care of it for life, so be your friend!!!

When I snuggled her body tightly, her body jumped and then both arms crawled up my back, roughly like that.

—— Ooh...! It's accepted! Hugs of friendship!!

He said he was impressed by the soft feel that hits his belly chest and the cuteness that fits in his arms, and was about to indulge in this situation a little more.

Huh! I can hear the wind cutting, and I can see the sight of monsters chopping up that look like they gushed out in the direction of progress.

"Huh!? Hey, what is it!? Now..."

Jonah, who flipped herself out of my arms as a gyro, looked around at the remains and surroundings of a monster that had collapsed into the earth with a confused eye.

That's a much restless atmosphere, so, well, get your mind back on it. In an attempt to reassure her quickly like that, consider the direction in which the monster appeared and where we stood.

"Uh... and that way, that way. It's far and a little like a dot, but, uh, do you see it?

"And is that a dot? Hmmm...... ah! I see it. I see it! Is that... a dog? Is that right?

"I say Percy. He escorted me, and maybe he's the one who's attacking me now."

"What!? Are there escort dogs? And you're so far away with a blow...... Ha, no way! High Spirit or something!?

He was interested in Mr. Warcraft (Percy) I have with me since the great dragon man I met in his dining room.

Spirit... and a gentle return to a girl who has a terrible misunderstanding of what a high spirits are.

"No, no, it's just a warcraft"

Maybe it's a bad level of Mr. Warcraft if you put “just” on it.

I still don't think I should touch it there...

"Warcraft...? Huh? Warcraft is a warcraft, right??

"Um, of the demonic species..."

"Really?

"What? Yeah...?

Maybe there seems to be an unbridgeable difference in our perceptions of each other.

I've learned that, but it's hard to put it into words.

I'll compare it over there and here without knowing what to do with the boiling mess.

I can't think of a good idea to quell that easily...

She's been following me and Percy alternately for a while.

"Mm-hmm... uh-hmm... ha. I can't help thinking about it."

And I regained my mind and looked up at this one again.

"This monster is not a single-digit level, so yeah. The sky is still bright, but the fact that it's sprung up that it's not a miscellaneous fish monster should be increasing the count rate as well. Why don't you hurry up a little bit?

I have no particular objection to that, so snort one stiff.

We rushed to the desired dungeon.