At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Be prepared, are you? Heroes still like rhetoric."

The man, speaking in a relaxed tone, obviously heals the mortally wounded and treats them without scars as if they were hallucinations.

It seems that the healing of more than one mortal wound in little time can only be regarded as a high-ranking sorcerer who has also cured only the most.

Even so, the man's outfit is clearly not a magician. It's more of a soldier (...) outfit.

I was treated without any leaks, and obviously, I don't see any injuries anywhere.

"Excuse me. I can cure you if you're to the point of being fatally injured, but there's nothing I can do about the dead on the boulder. I'm sorry."

You thought of me as the gatherer of this place, you bow your head and you say that to me.

It's the first time I've ever met someone who bows his head if he can't cure the dead, even though healing a mortally wounded person is too much.

Upon confirmation of his face, he was a middle-aged man with a very calm atmosphere with a bright face. I can well see that the laughing wrinkles in his eyes are always the person who smiles day in and day out.

"I'm not the stapler here. That's him."

The man looks strange when he points his thumb at Ama, who is staring at the woman who's been intruding and solidifying.

"Really? It's rare that nobles are better with unionists."

I don't think I'm wearing anything noble, but speaking of which, he was completely equipped today, unlike usual.

I have family crests on my chest and sword. I forgot because I hadn't seen it lately.

"Did you see yourself in the top position in this, too?"

"I'm just the father of the inn. It's rotten with him."

"Oh, I see. So I'd like to go say hello to those over there too, so can I introduce you if you'd like?

The man says something out of place as he turns a gentle grin over here.

Introduction? That's not the case right now. I don't know how much you can treat, not if you're relaxing.

Who are you? That's right, who are you? Suddenly you come out, suddenly you treat and go around, what the hell is this guy?

"What the hell is wrong with you? If you believe that woman's words, do you mean you're a Uml person, too?

The demons are all watching over that woman now. He said it was no longer just an obstacle except for that woman. I'm just saying that there's nothing to talk about other than that woman's existence.

No, you're not. I guess you feel that if you look away from it, it will lead to death.

The flying subdragons, the subdragons standing on the ground, the Gereans. And we feel terrible from that woman, too.

"Oh, excuse me for this. My name is Caglue Katzaia. I'm a soldier in Uml. Let me serve as the soldier's captain.

This time, as an adjunct to our country's hero, Mirka Doaz Granes, the king gave me my life and brought me into this country. "

A soldier of Umr. No, it seems like a captainship, but is it just a soldier's skill in this healing witchcraft?

No, I didn't really listen to him properly, and I thought he was exaggerating, but I just have to believe this.

It's a monstrous country where soldiers can do this.

I heard that the country, the knights, are stronger than the soldiers. I see, if these guys are willing to do that, they can do "Uml Continent" in a few years.

"Uh, excuse me. I'd like to ask him for an introduction, can't I?

When I am a little scared of a country called Umr for his words, he visits me with his cheeks polypolished.

"Oh, wow. Let's go."

While we're talking, that woman is releasing intimidation in all directions without moving a step. If you show any will to attack me, I will kill you. If you show me how to escape at all, I'll kill you.

The intention to kill is directed at the whole thing. To the whole demon thing. No, to the whole demon, me and Amarana, to be exact.

Maybe the others don't know. Just because I saw it earlier, I can see that she has the power to defeat the dragon easily, and I don't feel the lack of expertise at the bottom of it.

But the woman doesn't move. You're releasing all that killing, and for some reason, you don't move at all.

I keep the woman in my sight, I go to Ama's side, I try to put a knife in his head, but she clams.

"... Dan, was that helpful"

"Whoa, I lost my life. Thanks to this guy for saving me. They say he's a Uml soldier. This is the Branch Manager of the land."

"You've been treating him, no, the unionists since earlier, haven't you?

Apparently, Ama was aware that there were people curing union members.

"Yeah. But the dead are out. I'm sorry."

Ama definitely tried to thank you, but the man has apologized first. I'm confused by that, Ama. Right.

"There's nothing the dead can do. Thanks to you, that dead man was considerably contained. I'm not going to ask for an apology."

"Thank you. It would be helpful if you could say that."

Even while we're having this exchange, women don't move.

"So, I have a favor to ask of you, the manager of the branch, who is the gatherer of these people."

"Please, is it?

"I am here to speak with His Majesty the King, but it is our discretion to come to this occasion, and I would like to ask the gatherer of this occasion, if you will, to allow us to act in the future."

"Permission, is it?

"Yeah, well, from what I've seen, you all seem to be unionists, so I'd like to have your permission on this occasion if you don't mind, because people serving our country are going to have a lot of trouble later for people from other countries to take their own hands on that too.

If someone is attacked, or if they are attacked themselves, I hope this doesn't bother you too much. "

What the hell is this soldier talking about? It's important now, not if you're talking about permission or anything like that.

I'd rather thank you for your help than denounce it.

Ama's eating too, words are jammed. but get back on your mind and say what you have to say.

"As many permits as you can help us with. No, this is the one who bows his head and asks you."

Ama bows her head and informs the soldier in front of her of this request. The man stays smiling and bows his head again.

"Thank you. Master Graness, I have your permission. We've all been treated."

The soldier tells the woman to give her permission when she raises her head.

Then the woman starts walking effortlessly, as if it were a lie that she didn't move a single step until earlier.

That foothold is like going for a walk now, a natural way of walking.

No, it was a way of walking too unnaturally.

"Shall I help you, too?

A soldier who speaks lightly to a woman walking out. After all, is this guy a good non-therapeutic arm?

That's what I thought, an unexpected word came back from the woman's mouth.

"If you help me, there's nothing I can do."

"Uh, right. Sure enough, it'll be over soon."

Easily, this man also spoke of the possibility of exterminating demons.

Didn't he say he was just a soldier? You're kidding, right?

"Well, I'll take care of it"

"entrusted"

The woman was also willing to kill during the conversation. I walk to where Gerea is most often first with a sprinkling of killing intentions all around me.

Very effortlessly, he walks away without stopping his legs even when he comes to the position where he can reach the nearest Gereya.

And as I walk, I open my mouth.

"You guys can do whatever you want."

And Gerea and all the others lay down on the earth together, as if they could understand the word.

The surviving Gerea showed the woman the will to surrender, which could have been annihilated, not only to us, but also to the subdragon, which was only seen as the same bait as us.

"You must have tried to get away from my territory. You guys, if you're going home, I'll miss you. I won't let anyone get away with it, but you can get away with it."

I don't think the Gereans understand the language. But they seem to understand that they've been missed.

There's no way to break through us, and the dragon will be killed even before he tries to escape.

Thinking about it, they're probably the ones who saved the most on this occasion.

Women don't stop walking. At the end of the walk, one of the dragons is on the ground, such as not letting him escape now.

"... you guys really won't let me get away with this."

The subdragon trembled with fear and seemed unable to move. I don't know if that's actually the case. But the dragon did not move when the woman came within reach.

"The mighty pushed me in, and it's gone, so I guess I'm out, you guys, too much"

The woman, saying so, puts a blow in the chest of the dragon. Then the dragon sinks with that blow. There's no weird philosophy, just a blow with a fist.

I won't allow you to surrender.

The subdragon won't have the word for it. But he figured out what the woman meant by that blow.

A few of them flee to the woods, and the rest fly around and over the woman.

"I said I wouldn't let you get away with it,"

The woman punches her fist out in the direction of the runaway subdragon. Then just as many subdragons as you struck out are shot down and gone.

Every runaway subdragon falls with a hole in his torso and bleed out his blood.

I have no idea what I did. Distance is not distant. I shot down the distance between whether or not magic would also arrive with something that wasn't magic.

"Come on, you should call me. Whatever comes, I'll make sure it's as painless as possible."

I turned to this side and saw my face clearly. Those eyes look very sleepy.

The power of the dragons is really nothing to this woman. I could understand that it was such a trivial thing to the point of paying for a feather worm.

Yalong launches an attack on a woman to survive. That's the only way to survive anymore, but you wouldn't expect that to lead to a way to survive either.

I just don't have any other options. Running away will kill you. You don't have to run away to get killed. Then we have to fight.

But even if you fight, it's the subdragon that kills you.

The woman looks like she has been properly attacked by a dragon, no scratches, no blow up, and sinks with a blow to the dragon.

That was an unusual sight. A dragon attack can't even hurt a woman's clothes.

Maybe the clothes are sturdy stuff, but that's all it should hit (...), but there's nothing wrong with it, and the woman stands.

Whatever the attack, whatever the posture, the woman still slaughters the subdragon that storms her with her sleepy eyes.

Eating the attack, in one blow. But then there was a woman standing like she had eaten nowhere. What's wrong with this?

"Oh, my God, he's..."

"She is a fighter our country is proud of. This is Master Mirka Doors Granes. He's the best fighter."

"I know that. But I don't know why."

"Sure, that skill is a sarcastic word. I can't imitate that one. I don't know anyone else who can do that without magic."

I didn't use magic. I mean, we don't understand what that woman's doing, but she's doing it entirely with her body surgery.

There is no great aversion to the subdragon opponent, and it moves slowly without incident. And a blow.

It's a monster. That's a real monster. Instead of being able to beat that, I can't even think of a way to get a blow in. It doesn't go through anything unintentionally.

Awesome. Is that the power of a great nation's hero? The power of Umr's hero? I thought my partner was probably a monster, but things are different.

When I recognize the power of Umr's hero, I make noises with the haughty, and a giant thing passes through the sky.

At that time, a few remaining subdragons were blown away by it.

"Hey, what!?

"That's the White Dragon that showed up in Wang Du!

Surprised, looking in the direction it flew away, something white flew east at high speed.

Apparently Amarana was watching properly and the dragon showed up in the Wang capital. True dragon headed east. I mean, can I expect that?

"Oh, that one. It's beautiful."

The man relaxed with a voice that surprised us and the temperature difference.

When the subdragons confirmed that they had all been cleaned up, the hordes of Gerea ran out toward the woods in unison.

The numbers are now about 4,50, but if they survived, they would increase again.

Perhaps we should sweep it if we were supposed to, but it would be better to keep it that way than the person who defeated the subdragon won't chase it.

Whatever this is, a few of the dead have come out, but the king's capital has been saved. No, it's not weird to have dozens of dead people just not checking properly.

But I can say it took dozens. If it turned out badly, this place was wiped out and the Wang du was in danger.

It's bad for the dead, but the damage the dragon did is negligible.

"Got stuck..."

I lose my nervousness thread and sit on the spot.

It's been a while since I really waved my sword, so I'm done. I want to go home and sleep.

I thought it would be easier for me to die. But it seems so easy because I was alive.

Good. I'm ready to die for my daughter, but I can see her again. That's very, very nice.