The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

I leave the room in such a way that Mr. Utano kicks me out half the time because I have business to do. When I get out of the room filled with warm air, I feel the extra cold air in the hallway and try to cross my hands together to get warm.

Reminds me of the look on Utano's face when he was kicked out of his room. I feel like I had a colder gaze about 30% than usual. Do you care so much about Solnea? There's nothing to worry about, Utano. One way or another, I feel that life is more dangerous than being suspicious and attractive as a woman.

Exhale and set your feet on the training ground as Utano figured out how to be in a good mood. I want to see Soichi's face because it's a corner, and it's time to say hello to Mr. O'Brien. I haven't shown my face yet because I'm busy working for the Knights or because I work for the Alliance. If it's not time to show your face to the boulder, you could be pissed off or lightning. I'm almost 50 years old, but I'm still active. It's not something I know what will happen if I piss you off.

When I showed my face to the training ground, Nine Seasons walked over here looking surprised. Ami, who was beside him, walks in with the ninth season.

When I saw Ami's face, I had a conversation with Utano earlier...... The matter of Solnea overtook my head and worried about how I should speak for a moment. Ami walks straight up to her side to see how she felt that moment. My hair, wrapped around a side pony, is shaking cheerfully like it shows up a girl named Ami.

"What's wrong with you?

"Hmm?"

"No, it felt like I was having a little trouble."

I'm in trouble. Hmm. Can you say I'm in trouble?

I remember being asked about Solnea's root digging and leaf digging, and being asked what kind of relationship it was. Nothing to do with it. We just met today. Instead, it might be a little wrong to call them met. Either that or maybe it's more right that I protected it or something.

With that in mind, I will smile back and thank Ami for worrying me. Then he smiled soldering as he dyed his cheeks just a little bit. After all, Ami is healed by her purity.

"So, is something wrong?

"Ooh, nine seasons. Listen to me."

"... Wow. I don't want to hear it."

When Ami spoke that way in the ninth season, soothed by Ami's smile, she looked blatantly disgusted. Chickshaw, you flirtatious bastard.

She used to smile and consult me when she was able to discuss things with me. Is that still you? Does it mean that the man who made room in his heart in his encounter with the princess grew up about a turn? Jealousy. I wish I'd just gotten married. At that time, I'll be celebrating all night.

"When I helped people, I lost Utano's mood."

"I think you should apologize."

……

"Anyway, you're a woman again, aren't you?

There's nothing there while I'm thinking about it, the way I'm just saying it's my fault. No, well, I guess there's no priors.

To help people, we need strength. It is the power to fight, it is the power of gold, it is like fame. You're gonna need some help to help. I used to lack all of that, but I still reached out to everything I wanted to help. As a result, I have had many experiences that have damaged Utano's mood. Well, I can't deny that one of the causes was female relations either.

I'm a man too. Women in need want to help. That's more motivating. If that's a beautiful girl, it's even more so. No, seriously, the man helped too. Still, I may be in the position of "womanizer" among Utano. I don't mean it.

"... what do you think of me?

What the hell, anyway? Again. It's a way of saying that I sound like I'm helping all the women. Actually, that's not true, and I intend to help everyone, young and old, who can help. It is a rude one. That's how talking to the Nine Seasons pulled the sleeve of the clothes on his right arm with a small force. It is Ami.

That Ami looks up at me with a slightly troubled face, unlike her earlier smile.

"What's up, Aya?

"Oh, uh..."

Perhaps you're wondering what kind of person I helped. I'd like to hear about it, but maybe I'm ashamed to ask. I think I have a bad personality because the reaction is adorable and I want to watch it for a while now.

"Don't bother Aya too much, Range"

"I don't mean to. Listen to me and I'll give you a proper answer."

"Ugh..."

"I'm telling you the neighborhood's in trouble, not at all."

Kaka laughs as she sees Ami raise her voice stuck in Elmen Hilde's words, and she gets stunned from Elmen Hilde. Seeing us like that, Nine Seasons is smiling bitterly. Ami also calmed down, and when she took a deep breath, the shade disappeared from her expression. Just then, cheers come from the soldiers who were in the training ground with the explosion sound. Perhaps Masaki-chan's fiery demon sword, to think from the mentes in the training ground and the sound earlier. It would be one of its abilities.

I would worry if they were the same person, but Soichi should be doing well. Do the other two have the same idea, neither Nine Seasons nor Ami seem to have panicked separately. As it is, join the circle being made by soldiers with the two of them.

You surprised me for showing up all of a sudden, the circle of soldiers breaks and I can make my way. In doing so, I gathered my gaze from my surroundings, scratching my head for uncomfortable and butting in for a moment. Nine seasons and Ami are familiar, and they follow the path that the soldier retreated from. Following those two, Soichi and Masaki were slashing each other in the center of the training ground. In its hands is a pale holy sword and a scarlet demon sword. In this case, will it be a demon knife or a demon knife?

Yayoichi and Kudo are talking looking at the two of them from a slightly further away position. As always, Yayoi's smile scares me a little. And, well, leave those two alone, and gaze at the two who slash and tie at the speed of finally chasing them with their eyes.

Every time a tall sound sounds, sparks scatter, and the ground can be played with kicking feet to step in. We quickly know that we are not serious because we are not wrapped in ethereal and red flames in each other's gains. We're testing each other's power. Like that? Just still, that flash rips the air and crushes the cobblestones laid down in the training ground. I'm sure you're careful not to cause damage to the soldiers around you, but it's dangerous to watch. I don't know what Kudo said and incited, but for the two of us right now, it's probably all we have in mind to show each other how much we've grown. When we gaze closely, we see ourselves releasing slaughter that leads to death with a smile on each other's face. We don't think each other will die, we know each other will avoid this level of aggression.

We're Gentiles. He was summoned from another world, under the patronage of a goddess, and obtained an alien power isolated from the inhabitants of this world. I owe less than the rest of them, but I'm still not going to lose to the same people. But the other twelve aren't. Especially the two of you who are showing out-of-the-way combat in front of you. That's remarkable. You're out of your hands, but you're still fighting at a height that no one on this scene can trace. If it is a close fight, even the ninth season and Ami will have a thin win for those two. There are few opponents of antagonistic strength. That's why it would be fun for those two to just train their swords together this way. The blast created by the fiery demon sword shakes the tympanic membrane, not just the armored high sound of the spear. You're getting more focused, you're losing ear to the sound of a sword trident. One blow at a time is too fast. He is fighting with a smile that seems to raise his voice as he slashes each other at a speed that seems to leave remnants behind. Really, I can see that you're fighting for fun.

But it also doesn't last forever. The first person who noticed me was Masaki. I could feel my eyes on him when he said it was a battle at bullshit speed. For a moment, I did get blunt sword muscles. Soichi is not sweet enough to miss that moment. He has a weak personality but never misses the gap. And it has the strength to definitely poke that gap. I have the sense of smell to identify the moment at which I should tailor my opponent. Following that sense of smell, Soichi storms Masaki-chan with divine speed steps. Interception is a spike that was willing to wear its head as it stepped in.

The end of a battle that can't even be instantaneous is a moment. Scratching a knife spike, the tip of the pale holy sword was poked into Masaki-chan's throat. The sound of a sword trident that was trembling the tympanic membrane until earlier stops, and the silence that even feels cold dominates the training ground.

"Surrender. My loss."

"Okay."

What leaked was Masaki-chan's voice of surrender and Soichi's voice of joy. It just seems to be moving and just disturbing my breathing a little bit. It doesn't make you feel tired about the movement of that body. Soldiers who can't move as they see it, look at me, and those two. This is the hero. A brave man who saved the world. People's hopes and ringing humans. In that gaze lies respect, vision, and excitement.

After a while, the soldiers who surrounded them returned to training as they were caught in the heat of battle. Brave men and demon swordsmen. It was a battle between two heroes who saved the world, who kept waving their swords at the forefront of their journey to crusade demons. If they showed me that fight, I'd feel like jerking off.

"Hey."

"No more. Don't show your face in a good place, Mr. Yamada."

"... is it my fault?

"You were so excited about the corner, you lost your mind."

'It would be worse to distract. There.'

"Mmm."

It's Masaki Kuki who swells her cheeks adorably and smiles cheerfully at the next moment. A demon swordsman who wanted the goddess to 'cut open his destiny'. My parents must have been shrines or something, but there are no shards of sobriety. Either that or your sister's skin or something. At the moment, he laughs openly when he says he lost to Soichi. I know you're thinking about revenge.

I hate losing and I feel strong. I feel like I used to say, "I'm a witch -" or something, and I do have beautiful dark hair, so my witch clothes might look good on me. The contents are there. Soichi and I are happy to kill each other. Extrapolating. Specifically, he slashes into the middle of an army of actionable, first-hand demons. Maybe he's more manly than I am.

"That, Brother Lotus. When were you here?

And Soichi, who I'm surprised I just realized. I wonder how focused you were. Well, I guess that's his strength. But alongside Masaki-chan, I wonder if Soichi hasn't grown tall in a year. It's almost the same, or a little lower than Masaki's. Sometimes his face also resembles Yayoko, a child face and sister. It might be interesting if I let you wear women's clothes too.

Well, if you do that, I'll be able to fuck Masaki and Masaki.

"Just now. I've been watching."

"Yeah, I won"

"Knock."

That's how I'm going to flatten my hands. Masaki looks regrettable next door, but I know if I stick it in here badly, I'll get involved, too, so I'm not going to care. Anyway, later, we'll have another fight. When I gently raise my right hand to respond to Soichi too, I make a high touch with the momentum of the sound of bread. As usual, I don't seem to be doing anything to relieve myself, and my combined palms hurt plain.

I didn't put it on my face, but Kudo shook my shoulder and laughed at me for noticing that inside me. Damn. He's very sharp in strange places.

A light glance at the maid of beauty laughing that way, she walks over with a rare and pleasant face. Isn't that the face that doesn't make you feel your usual motivation, because you enjoyed making fun of Soichi? What a difficult character. With Kudo like that, Yamato walks over here too. When I'm surrounded by three girls, including Ami, I don't feel bad. It is a flower in both hands. I know Kudo. There are also a lot of problems with knowing who it is. You don't look bad. The face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lotus"

"Yayoi, too. Good to see you again safely."

"Yes, thank you for protecting Ami"

If I can bow my head like that, I'm so embarrassed. Instead, it was me who was protected. But it is also silly to speak of it, and to scratch his cheeks with his fingers as a distraction.

Is my reaction funny, Yayoi laughs elegantly as she hides her mouth with her hands? It's nothing like a lady or anything, but Yayoi makes me feel like an elegant person. Elegant compatibility for glossy dark hair. Is this what Yamato is? Is it also because of this charm that this girl is called the 'Virgin'? Well, as soon as Soichi gets involved, it collapses.

"I'll be right on board with Mr. Phosphorous's provocation... I was worried, Yayoi"

"I'm sorry, Amy"

When Yayoi is talking to you, Ami joins the conversation. It's not bad at all, it's more of a crisp smile as poisonous as it is. Well, you know Kudo was involved with Soichi and making fun of him. If I knew that, I wish I could have recieved it from the beginning. Will they say "love is blind" because it still reacts?

Watching the kids smiling and talking makes me feel so old. A sight I'm used to seeing as far as I'm concerned. Conversation with my colleagues who have been acting together since I was summoned to this world three years ago. What a nostalgia I feel because I've been at a distance for the past year? With that in mind, I take the Ermenhilde out of my pocket and stroke its edge with my fingers. When I was summoned, I didn't think about the taking of my life, but I laughed and put my sword together in the training area. What a nostalgic memory.

"What's up?

"No, nothing."

I feel a little lonely about it. I can't even afford to give a light mouth back to Ermenhilde's worrying voice. What a mess. I chose Elmen Hilde over these guys and said I kept my distance. In the end, I'm back here. I don't think that's a bad thing, and honestly, I even think it's fun. It's fun to have an adventure with the Francesca ladies, but it's honestly comfortable to be with some of our thoughtful friends this way. More importantly, I'm not in the mood to be reminded that this is where I'm going to end up.

"Hey Nine Seasons. Don't you know Mr. O'Brien?

"Are you the captain?

"It's time to say hello."

"Right. I know it wasn't the right time, but you wanted to see me, didn't you?

"... that scares me a lot."

When I say that, Nine Seasons shivers my shoulders with pleasure. I don't really benefit from cross-world correction, and I have more guidance from Mr. O'Brien than anyone else. I guess you're laughing at that remembering. Damn.

"But I think it's going to be hard today."

"Yeah?"

"She said she's busy. Is it because Soichi-kun brought the Demon Clan?

Oh, and hammer. Is that so? I remember Utano saying he was busy too, scratching his head. I guess I let you worry about it. He's scarier to look at, but he's sweeter than anyone. If I were to say that, I might be able to bury it.

When I hear the words of the Nine Seasons, I walk out to be unnoticed by Yayoichi, who seems to be having fun with Soichi at the training ground. But Ami finds me where I tried to leave the training ground.

"I'm with you."

"Uh, yeah. No, I'll go alone."

"... no?

"No."

Even if it is supposedly Shun, you can't take him to where he's going. If I did that, I would seriously piss Utano off. Ami doesn't say strongly either because she knows where I'm going. I have never shown you what lies ahead, but I'm sure you have a thin idea of what you're doing. Or have you noticed already?

Even Ami is no longer a child. And so is Soichi. I guess I'll have to show you the black part of the human race someday, but now I want you to spend as just an eighteen year old. I'm sure it's our own self-satisfaction to think so.

"Are you free this evening?

"Huh? Huh?"

"Do you want to go out for dinner with me?

But what about because you let me down and how do you call me out like this? I think it's sweet. Because of this, I guess I'll be flustered between Ami and Utano. Still, I haven't blown it off a year ago. They are sweetened by their tenderness like lukewarm water.

He flips out of his depressed face earlier and smiles at me. Yeah, I knew it was better that way. When I felt Fuji gaze, Soichi and Kudo looked at this one and laughed. Damn, what am I mistaken for?

"I have to show my face at Fujido's too. How about you come with me?

"Definitely not."

"Right. I'll pick you up before the sun goes down."

That's what I'm gonna say, after the training ground. Ami must be teased by Soichi and the others, which makes her feel lighter. I want to keep a little tension up because the place I'm going to be heading is where I feel like I'm going to perish. You can dine with a beautiful girl like Ami for the reward, I'm tempted to try my best.

"That's what you say well."

"Nothing else. I didn't want to depress you."

Is it my fault that I felt only slightly irritated by the sound of Elmen Hilde? Is that because you're mad at me for treating Ami like a child, or because you invited her to dinner?

The place to head is underground. I guess it just makes me feel cold and creepy when it comes to underground because I don't have any good memories underground in this world. Fight immortals (undead), get attacked by soft life forms (slimes), get smudged with sewage, or are likely to be buried alive. Just a reminder, it's just an experience that makes you think it's great to be alive.

'Oh, I'm telling you, Aya should come with me.'

"It's cold in the basement. If you catch a cold, Mr. Utano will piss you off."

"I don't think it's the hardest thing to be treated like a child."

Is that a word from real experience? Elmen Hilde's voice felt somewhere sad and worried. Colds are serious, too. Shoulder to shoulder at Elmenhilde's voice, he gets sighed out.

"Still. For adults, kids are always kids."

Like Astraela said, you're important now, too. Still got you...

- Shake your head and drive that thought to the corner of your head. That must have been what I had to ask her when I met Elmenhilde when I lost Elle. But I didn't have the courage to ask then. No, I couldn't accept the words of a goddess or a demon king. And a year later, the king of dragons would say the same thing to me. Nothing has grown. Nothing is going on.

But is it time... to move on? When I'm in Wang Du, when someone knows me from the old days is beside me, I really think so. You're a sloppy adult. Sincerely, I do. Even Zoichi and the others say they are working hard in this world.

"What's up?

"No. I just didn't think you were going to take the kids to the house."

Ravaged by demons, they tremble in the cold of winter. The houses where they lived were burned, livestock died, and they had no choice but to rely on modest support to live. I'm just lucky to be alive. Many people say they lost their children, their parents. Neighbors hold hands with each other and help each other. The demonic threat still persists, and the danger to life is always next door.

That's not why there's no crime in this world. There are also black parts between humans, such as burglary, murder, rape, etc. There's nothing I can do about that. And if there is a rich man, there is a poor man, and some seek to be richer than they are now. Those who want money, those who want status, those who want power. It is the truth of the world. And some are unbeatable to poverty, while others lose.

The stone corridor was cold, but the barn that keeps criminals built underground even feels cold. Walking in front of a new furred coat (cape) for the winter, criminals in the barn rock the iron plaid to make noise. The noise of chatter is noisy. The only source of light is a weak lamp erected on a stone wall, so my shitty, luminous eyes that are trying to catch my attention even feel thin and cold. The number of houses does not drop by twenty. I've never counted, but it looks like there are more criminals in there than half of them. Even though the demons have been crusaded, it hurts the same people even though the world is under threat from the demons. I know some people have had to take that path, but I can't sympathize. I know these people are victims, but some of them are victims.

A few thin blankets instead of sleeping bags in the barn and a thin dirty kettle you would be using instead of a toilet. And one cell is packed with about five to ten criminals. It can be human, it can be Dwarf, it can be Beastman. Races vary. The only reason I don't see any elves is because they can use magic, so they're put in a magician's room. I can complain about the harshness of the winter cold, but I can't help it, I deserve it. Saving the world, saving humans, doesn't save criminals. What a vain story.

Disgusting. Again, I think you were right not to bring Ami. In a place like this, that kid will still be early. Soichi and the others are with us.

"Still, you stink."

He's a bartender.

I can't help it. That's the place. I felt like Elmen Hilde's voice included a willingness to just go home without saying anything. Even I don't want to come to a place like this if I don't need anything.

That's how you walk around ignoring the voices of criminals asking for help, and you see a sturdy barn at the bottom. The number is five. Made of Spirit Silver (Mithril) instead of other iron plaid stores. The lattice is engraved with a spell in fine letters. I can't read it, it's the magic letters the elves use. The magic that is spinning is' sealed '. In it, you will not be able to exercise magic. A place to capture criminals who can use sorcery like magicians. Is the size enough to afford even if there are about ten adults allowed in?

One of them is that there are several humans in there. You noticed me when you approached me, and one of the soldiers unlocked my locker.

"... Yamada"

"I haven't seen you, Utano."

That's right, he enters the cabin with a voice. Inside were five old knights and soldiers wearing armored helmets following him. And Mr. Utano. Later - I wasn't sure about the light source on the lamp, but the demon clan I captured the other day in the magic city. This one has his hands tied behind his back and is rolled onto the floor of the cabin. Is it after torture that blood seeps from all parts of the skin and is not even cared for? Check the status quo with your gaze and turn back to the old knight, who would be the greatest on this occasion.

We're out of time, Lord O'Brien.

"It's not that easy to bow your head, Lord Range"

But this rugged language doesn't suit us. Did Mr. O'Brien think so, too, cough up one and shake his body. The spirit-silver all-body armor wrapped around him sounded high. He's as tall as one head of mine, but the muscles under his armor should be richer than mine. I can't believe Mr. O'Brien is wearing full body armor. If I'm equipped, I won't be able to move.

Knights of the Kingdom of Imnesia, First Knights Chief O'Brien Alberia. A fieldist who is forty-eight years old and yet wields his sword on the front line. The trust from the king is also thick and admired by the soldiers. He is arguably the center of the Knights. By the way, he's also like a master who taught me how to fight. Initially summoned by this world, it doesn't matter what a hero is, it's also a good memory that he was rarely beaten from morning to night in the training grounds. Soichi and the others were able to fight more than the other soldiers from the beginning, but I didn't, so it was something they often cared about. From night on, by the way, the foundations of witchcraft were beaten by the letters, history and demonic ecology of this world until late at night in the Great Library.... Well done, me. Now I think, what an overwork. Well, I survived an extremely dangerous journey to crusade demons in its shadow, and I can still eat with adventurers.

"Would you consider your position more, Savior?"

"Not at all."

"No, I was wondering if it would suit you to be great and stretch your chest"

"There's no need to be great, nobody thinks something like that suits you. But I need to get my chest up. No matter how far you run, you're one of the heroes."

Running away, I feel like my mouth is drawn to the word. Actually, you're right, but it's called Fafnir, and the older people around me are still not nice to me. No, well, I have trouble being nice.

I can't argue with that word, and when I turn my gaze away, I turn my gaze toward the demon tribe that is rolling on the floor. The look changes from a flash of surprise to a hate-wrapped sole.

"For once, this one is just an adventurer, because Mr. O'Brien is the Knight Commander of the First Knights. Isn't your title better than mine?"

"In a hero who just saved the world with an old knight, your title would be better. Fool."

It makes me feel pathetic for the soldiers who are so confused by our intercession. Don't you dare, don't worry about me. I want you to keep torturing me. No, I don't have a hobby to enjoy watching that.

I don't know what you thought of me like that, Utano walked up to me and leaned in my ear.

"How did you get here?

"If the demon gods are involved, I'm a party."

Running away from the title of a hero, I don't want to run away from the demon god. Not as an apostle to the goddess, not as a hero who killed God... but as one man summoned to this world. That's because it's the way I walked with her. Because that's what she wanted. And because it's her dream I wanted to make it happen for you.

"Yamadarenzi"

"... or that again"

Is it fashionable to call my full name among demons? Sure Shelfa...... I feel like the demon king guy was calling me by his full name too. Step back a few steps, streaming through the caged gaze of hatred. Mr. O'Brien and the soldiers step forward so they can swap with me like that. I feel sick thinking about what's ahead, but I still have to face it.

"As always, you're not well thought of by the Demons"

"Well, he killed the demon god."

They killed a believing god, hating shouldn't be enough. If this is human, it's like killing a goddess by a demon clan. Nobody would accept that, and they wouldn't want to admit it. So turn your hatred to that party. Though we've killed each other, I'm not too used to being hated by someone. Still, I think it's just fine. If hatred is directed at me, not Utano or Soichi.

Mr. Utano frightens me, and Mr. O'Brien kicks the demon clan rolling on the floor like he doesn't really care. There is no human rights. Humans, subhumans, beasts, and demons are hate-killing relationships. It's decided what happens if you get caught this way, etc.

Even in our world, when we were at war between nations, we were doing things against humanity. If that separates races like humans and demons, there will be no shackles to turn hatred against. I think the goddess is worried. Will everyone be able to hold hands one day?

"So, did you figure something out?

"Not at all. I won't break my mouth at all."

"I guess so, too."

I agree with Elmenhilde's voice. They'll kill you anyway. I won't say anything in favor of this one.

Is it still impossible to be flexible? When I give Utano a look, he shakes his head to the side. In the first place, it's suspicious that we have as much information as we can convince ourselves of. The power that manipulated all those demons and summoned even the family of the demon gods would be certain, but still poor afterwards. I guess this demon tribe is disposable. Or solo offender. Otherwise, it would not be strange if Soichi raided and anything happened while he was transporting him to Wang Capital.

Mr. O'Brien, you know the area. Maybe after some interrogation, that should be the end of it.

"Oh, and"

When I think of it, I take the shards of the crystal out of my pocket. It's a shard of crystal that Solnea was asleep in. I don't know much about it, so it's just fine. When you kneel beside a demon clan crawling to the stone floor, you show its crystals.

"Do you recognize this?

"... what is that?

"It's a little something"

Observe the demonic expression as you hear Mr. O'Brien's voice. It is stained with hatred, and there is no particular change.

"What's the name Solnea?

"I don't know. Who will teach you, even if you know it"

"I don't trust your mouth. It's easy to understand because your emotions are on your face."

That's what I say and get up.

Hassle? Think about who she is as you finger the shards of the crystal. I don't have any information, so there's no way I'm going to get an answer. I don't know what you thought of me like that, Utano turns his gaze over here on the side. Is there something on my mind again?