An A-Ranked Adventurer’s “Slow-living”

With my beloved sword in my right hand, I jump out of the house and sprint along the flower garden.

Strongly kick the soil on the ground and move forward and forward. Leave the flowing scenery and surprised villagers under the flora.

I feel uncomfortable with my body, probably because it is the first time that I sprint after coming to this village. I should have run faster when I was an adventurer. Now I feel as heavy as having lead on my feet.

He ran around the mountains to hunt, but he was still warm compared to his special training during his adventures. My body is very dull.

Now, when time is regrettable, my dullness feels very frustrating.

As I continued to run, frustrated by my own feet that did not move as expected, the straight road eventually became a tree-lined road, and the surrounding scenery became a dense forest-like atmosphere.

At that time, my body was loosened and my legs became slightly lighter. I step through the tree-lined streets at a stretch, stepping back on the old feeling.

And we arrived at a vast flower field with colorful flowers.

I would normally run out of my eyes and heart because of the beautiful scenery, but this time I continued running without looking.

There is no time to run so as not to step on my favorite flowers, and I will proceed casually. The sweet scent soars with the vivid colors of the petals as you go through the wind step by step.

The leaves and ivy get entangled in the feet on the way, thanks to their inadvertently sticking their feet.

I heard a lot of feelings of squealing and frowned unintentionally.

The feeling of guilt about hurting the flowers without effort has been replaced by Flora's life.

However, at least, as an effort to care for the flowers, I decided to engrave the colors that flicker at the edge of my field of vision, rather than running innocently.

The petals that dance around me and move like a dance are very beautiful.

If possible, I don't want to fight monsters. I came here to get away from the bloody killing with monsters, but wherever I live, there are monsters and threats, so I can't escape the battle.

In the past, I have fought according to human instinct and desire to live, eat delicious food, and to be strong in order to avoid the miserable thoughts of the past.

And, with merit and fame, I lost my reason to fight with all of them.

The driving force, the weakness of intention, robbed me of power and convinced that it was impossible to fight a strong monster anymore.

For that reason, I live away from the battle and live in Nordende, but I am picking up my sword again. It has the same will as before.

Because you want money like before? Because you want to eat something delicious? I want strength?

--Wrong. This warm feeling is completely different from the feeling before.

An irreplaceable place and a friend-no, I want to protect my favorite person, Flora.

When I thought in my heart, the inside of my chest was clear as if I was able to catch the part of my chest that was moody.

When I met her under this tree, I was captivated.

For that kind smile, words, heart, and cooking. From the moment I met her, my emptiness was brightly colored.

You don't have to communicate. I want to protect that smile that enveloped me with a warm smile.

The thought was enough to drive monsters.

Although his body is dull and there are no friends to rely on, he now feels like he can beat the dragon alone.

Yes, just thinking she's nearby ...

Eventually, he runs north past the tree where he met Flora.

As we passed under the trees, the flower fields were cut off, leading to deep green forests.

Hesitate for a moment in a forest you have never entered, but only need to slay if a dangerous monster comes out.

I step into the forest without hesitation. Then, the view is made to grasp the direction of the flora. Subtle changes in trees, trampled grass, shaved traces of soil. As they flee.

However, the path where I and Flora entered seemed different, and no traces of them were found.

I get frustrated by that, but I calm down and talk down myself.

If you can't use the information on the field of view, you can search by the flow of the air and the sound as if you were a hunter.

I stop my feet and I listen.

Concentrate your nerves so that you can hear the sounds, delicate airflows, and even vibrations that you can hear. As soon as my mind becomes quiet, my heart beats far away.

Trees making leaf noises with gentle wind, birds' voices heard in the distance ...

And I felt strong air vibrations from the far west.

He immediately runs to the west following his intuition, running through the trees that grow in a mess.

"Goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Then, a roar resounded in the belly, which shook the air.

One scream sounds subtle at the same time as convincing that it is a Red Bear.

"Kyaa aa aa aa ah !?"

"Flora !?"

Now the cry is Flora! I scream and head in the direction where Flora would be.

As she jumped over branches and bushes that obstructed her view, she saw a flora of pink flowers shining on her chest.

Behind it, a red bear wearing fiery red fur is walking on four legs.

"Huh !?"

I ran out of joy to speak, and Flora, holding a flower in her chest, fell on her foot.

Red Bear, glad that the opponent showed a chance, lifted his upper body greatly and shouted like a roar.

"Huh ah ah !?"

A red bear approaches the flora screaming in the depression while squatting down on the ground, and pierces his arms like a log with sharp claws.

Then, at the moment of swinging her thick arm down onto the flora, I slipped in between Flora and the Red Bear.

"Guruoooh !?"

Play the claws down with a mithril blade and the Red Bear retreats with a startling voice.

"Flora, are you okay?"

"Well ...? Aldo?"

He fluttered his voice at the crouching flora, and fluttered his eyes, opening his terrifying eyes.

Was good. It seems that there are cuts in some places, but it doesn't seem to be seriously injured.

After observing the flora looking up and confirming that there was nothing wrong, I feel relieved from the bottom of my heart.

Looking at the flora looking up at me with her eyes, the faint memory of nine years ago revives.

It was a girl with a blond and jade color, like Flora, who was helping to be assaulted by a red bear.

--Thank you for your help!

The girl loved flowers and took me, who wasn't interested, to the flower garden and talked to her.

――The color of the flowers here changes every season! Wow! ?

The appearance of Flora overlaps with a girl she met nine years ago.

...... No way, a girl I met nine years ago ... Flora?

"It's dangerous!"

With Flora's sharp voice, I turned back and wielded my sword.

The red bear's black claws and my sword spark.

"Flora goes down!"

"But!"

"You know nine years ago that I won't lose to Red Bear?"

If he tells Flora hesitating, Flora leaves far away with tears from her eyes.

When I confirmed that Flora had left, I started to touch the Red Bear's claws, which had been working hard from a while ago.

He then snapped and approached, backstepping away from the Red Bear's fangs.

Finally, the sword swings.

"Guruoooo"

The red bear snarls like a frustration, probably because an intruder came in front of his great prey.

Good nine years ago, good now. I and Flora have a red bear ending.

Laughing at the strange encounter between a monster and a person, I swing my sword to provoke.

The Red Bear then rushed and rushed.

A terrifying and ferocious Red Bear is easy to provoke as he provokes.

If you avoid the crushing tackle, your opponent will look back and swing his arm. Avoid approaching left and right attacks with a sword or with minimal movement.

Each time the Red Bear attacks, evades, and rolls a check, the sense of combat returns.

The movements of the arms and legs are smoother, and you can see the opponent's movements picking up.

Earlier I would have prolonged the battle so that I could get drunk with the sense of battle, but now it is different. I'm not an adventurer now, and I'm worried about Flora behind.

No more worrying her than that.

"... I'll finish it soon"

The magic power flows on the handle of the sword that can be gripped. Then, the silver blade is wrapped in pale blue light and emits light.

Red Bear is surprised by the sudden light and magic, but he shakes his arm greatly as if he did not care. He would have thought that if he pushed with the power of overwhelming advantage, he could beat.

I hit the evil claws with the power of the Red Bear as if to cut up the shining blade.

The shining blade and claws scattered sparks and collided with each other-never succumbing to the red bear's claws.

"Guroooo !?"

Red Bear raises embarrassed voices due to the nails that had collided a while ago being sharply cut off.

I'm embarrassed, I can't miss where I'm exposing, and I'll give a free blow to the empty body. It easily cut the thick and hard muscles of a big tree, and the Red Bear's body fell into two parts.

When I saw the dead bear, I stopped flowing magic.

Then, the light gradually disappeared from the shining blade.

This is the identity of the sword that cut through the hard scales of that dragon.

This sword, made of high-purity mythril, has the effect of sharply jumping sharply when subjected to magical power. Even if I have only the magical power, I can get a lot of sharpness with this sword.

It is possible to extend the sword by penetrating the magical power to make it thinner, and if you are worried about it, you can cut through the area of thirty meters in diameter.

Whatever the skill or bargain, there is no opponent who can't get through. This was made to defeat such an opponent.

Of course, such a sword is expensive, and it seems that the budget of the country will fly considerably. To be honest, I thought I could return only the sword to the country, but I killed a dragon that harmed the country and decided to get it as a reward.

Instead, please forgive the surplus because it is donated to the country through the keel.

"Mr. Aldo! Is she safe?"

The blood glue on the blade was removed and the sword was returned to the sheath, and Flora was embraced.

"I'm all right. Is Flora the right wound?"

"Yes, it's okay to have a little cut .... Ald-san helped me again."

When I hugged her and returned her words, Flora raised her face and laughed as if shy.

I opened my mouth, flirting with the warmth of Flora and the smile nearby.

"... Let's go back"

"……Yes"