Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

Two shadows are waving their swords on the mottled ground as the snow melts. One is red hair and the other is platinum blonde. Bergriff and Sasha.

Spring has come to the village of Tornella, and at the same time flowers begin to blossom in the wilderness mountains, and at the same time the accumulated snow has melted and mottled the ground. From under the snow, wheat sprouts appear and are growing steadily under the sunshine. In the early spring, when the snow completely melts, the fields begin all together in Tornella. Step on the wheat, wake up the field, plant potatoes. After that, it is the Spring Festival. No one works as long as he wants, even though he could not move satisfactorily during the winter.

Sasha visits Bergberg, who is also flapping in the spring, probably because the snow has melted and the road has passed. Apparently he had something to do, but as soon as he came, he bowed his head to get his sword aligned, and Berggryph accepted his grin. During the winter, I haven't trained any day, but I haven't been able to move to my satisfaction. I certainly wanted to move my body as much as I wanted after a long time.

The two wield their swords with their sheaths. Sasha's movements were much more refined than in the previous fight, and each shot was heavier. It seems that the center of gravity has moved more smoothly and the sword is no longer swung with only the arm. Although initially at odds, Bergliff gradually became inferior and grew hotter.

"---! Hi!"

Sasha's blow blows off Bergryf's sword. Sasha glanced brightly. However, Bergriff quickly reached out, grabbed Sasha's wrist and twisted up. Sasha screams and drops her sword. Listening to the voice, Bergliff cried and let go.

"I'm sorry, Sasha! Just a habit ... Is there any injuries?"

Sasha shakes her head in tears.

"No, this is bad for me ... I'm a master! The battle is the most dangerous when you think you've won and you're out of guard! This Sasha Bordeaux seems to be still immature ... "" No, no ... no, no, I'm really serious ... "" The next time I'll be sure to take one without being alert! Don't be disappointed! Please, Master ...! "

Sasha holds Bergriff's hand in tears, begging. Bergliff grinned, wondering why this assumption was so intense. Well, the next time you do it, you will lose indefinitely. That will help you to misunderstand.

Berggriff urged Sasha to enter the house and brew tea. Sasha breathes a scent of tea with a scent of tea. Bergliff said, offering the grapes and recommending them.

"Bordeaux will be working faster than here." "Yes, I'm raising fields here and there and stepping on the wheat. The number of demons has dropped so much that I'm more recently "I'm more good at peace, but why are demons less?"

According to Bergriff, Sasha looked at Bergriff with a stern face.

"Well ... Isn't it a question you have heard yet? The Demon King lurking in the vicinity of Orphen has been defeated.

Indeed, Bergligh was convinced that was the case. It was surprising that the Demon King was really there, but I remember what the winter lady told me. Is "the ones who tried to rule even in winter" the Devil King? According to tradition, the Demon King should not be alone. Does that mean that the Demon King will be resurrected one after another? Then, maybe this time is just the first time.

In front of the believable Bergliff, Sasha continues with a little excitement.

"And the members of that defeat are terrific! Maria, the dragon killer, was led by Dortos, the" Shirogane ", Cheborg, the" killed ", and the only one who defeated this against the Demon King was the" black hair " I'm Angeline, the war maiden! I guess I already know ... "

Bergliff was surprised. That was what my daughter did. The names of the big adventurers who know their names and Angeline's name are somehow happy and proud like themselves, but I also don't want them to go to very dangerous places. Belgriff stroked his beard, which was complicated by his intimacy.

"Because Tornera rarely receives any supplies or letters during the winter season ... I knew now, shamefully. Thank you, Sasha." "No, no ..." Did ... "" Don't worry, if the number of demons is reduced, that child will come back sloppy ... And what is the errand? " This time, I came with my sister's angel.

Sasha offered a letter. The address is the village chief Hoffman. Bergliff tilted his head.

"It seems to be addressed to the village chief, not me ..." "Yes, there is a plan to improve the way from Bordeaux to Tornella."

According to Sasha, Helvetica first came to Tornella during the Autumn Festival, when she felt surprised by the poorly maintained bad roads and felt that it was difficult to go back and forth despite being governed by Count Bordeaux. When something happens, you may be isolated. In addition, the tornella cheese and fruit processed products that were tasted during the autumn festival are of high quality. If the roads were improved, they would be able to sell them more efficiently and could carry more goods to Tornella. Indeed, it is. If it becomes a proper road, it may be possible to deliver letters and supplies even in winter. However, this cannot be determined solely by Bergryf. In the first place the letter was addressed to Hoffman.

Bergliff stood up with a letter.

"Anyway, let's go to the village chief."

Hoffman was raising the field. She has a donkey pulling a plow while singing a work song.

"Oi village mayor"

When Bergryf called out, Hoffman stopped working and came.

"Bell! What happened?" "I have a little story. This is Sasha of the Bordeaux family."

Introduced by Berggriff, Sasha bows down.

"My name is Sasha Bordeaux. Is this the mayor of Tornella? Today, I came here with my sister, Helvetica Bordeaux." "Rio, my lord's sister ... ?? "

Sasha hastily stops Hoffman from kneeling.

"That's good! It's good! It's not that great!"

At the sight, Bergliff laughed.

"Mayor of the village, I've been thinking for a long time, isn't your waist something strange?" "Gummu ... I'm a countryman, but I can't help it."

Hoffman shook his large body shyly. Sasha giggles. The three sisters of Bordeaux, including Sasha, do not have much attitude toward the commoners for their nobility. Originally, the Bordeaux family was the ancestor of the local royal family, and descendants of those who settled around Bordeaux by sweating with farmers. It seems that her temperament has not changed since she was incorporated into a part of the Principality and she was given the title, and she often tours the territory between administrative affairs and sometimes works with the farmers. However, the behavior is elegant itself. Both sides have given them a mysterious charm that is incompatible and inaccessible. Nevertheless, this is the first time recently that I have visited Tornella, which is far from the real thing.

Hoffman couldn't let the lord's sister stand by, Huffman guided them to a table in his home garden. In the corner of the yard is a mountain with snow. Little children were playing with the stick poking and climbing the mountain. Like Hoffman's grandchildren.

"Oh Carchan! You're a customer! Make the best tea!"

Hoffman shouted loudly into the house and arrived at the table. The wind is still cold on the skin, and the sun is warm. Hoffman reads the letter and nods when he hums.

"I see, the streets are going to help me." "Thank you for saying so. I'd like you to cooperate." "Oh, glad! Bell, okay?"

Berggriff nodded to sip the tea he had brought.

"There's nothing wrong with it, but I think it's better to tell everyone in the village before deciding." "Oh, yeah. It's too much trouble later! Sasha, maybe nobody disagrees I guess it's okay, is that okay? "

Sasha smiled cheerfully.

"Of course! Please talk slowly and slowly! ...... This tea is delicious!" "Oh, is that so ?! This is rent leaf tea from the garden! The secret taste is to put it in! "

Hoffman soars, praised by Sasha. Bergliff laughs and teas. Definitely good. Lent's leaf tea is always brewed with bergryph, but I was a little surprised at how different it was just to add Neri flowers. Sasha went home after a short chat. Bordeaux seems to be busy in early spring. When he leaves, Sasha grasps Bergriff's hand with a glittering look and shakes herself.

"I'm sorry, this time I'm sorry! This time next time I'll do my best to show my seriousness to the teacher!" "Oh, Sasha ... so I'm" "So then! I'll come again!"

Sasha dashed away on a horse. She personally has the skills of an AA-ranked adventurer and doesn't seem to need any sort of escort. Bergliff sighed.

"I'm a good boy ..." "Hey Bell, I'm busy! Immediately tonight is the villagers' meeting!

Hoffman has been working on big projects since the beginning of Tornella. Berggriff smiled and twisted his beard. Well, let's leave it to Hoffman and Kelly. In the afternoon you have to teach the children a sword.

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The wagon shakes as it rattles. There is snow left in some places, but the whole area is already full of spring, and fresh green can be seen beside the road. The carriage is single-headed, and Anessa is pulling the reins. Angelin and Miriam are sitting between luggage on the cart connected to the back. Miriam grumbled, grinning the dried southern fruit.

"The air is delicious! Your chest is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Then it might be good for your lungs ... "

Miriam muttered unconsciously and turned his eyes on him. Angelin is looking grinning.

"... I love Maria Granny!" "That's different! I don't know anything about Babaa!" "Huh, let's keep that up ... Hoi, Arne"

Angelin smiles and hands the dried fruits to Anessa, holding the reins.

"Thank you, Anger. But it doesn't take quite a long time. I can't move so fast because of the bad road." "Hey. But I can't relax." "Well. Do you want to hurry? "

Angeline shook her head in Anessa's words.

"I'm not going to be detained anymore ... I don't have a holiday, and I feel very relaxed. Dad, I'm surprised if I suddenly return."

More than a month has passed since the defeat of the Demon King. When the Demon King was defeated, the thaw had begun in Orphen, but the snow was still deep in Tornella. Angelin thought he would return soon, but had suffered a shoulder injury and decided to heal his shoulders until the thaw. And now that the snow has melted, Angelin has bought his own wagon and horse. There he piled up souvenirs and invited Anessa and Miriam, and finally came home.

Since then, several disaster-grade beasts have appeared, but they have been easily cleared up by old veterans. It seems that it was a remnant party, and then a day ago, waiting for a request for daily living has begun. The outgoing adventurers seem to be returning little by little. Also, Lionel's former friends arrived from the Imperial City. They have worked with Dortos and Cheborg on reforming the guilds, and while still in the testing phase, the Orphen adventurer's guild has been changed to decide on policies and countermeasures by collaborative system rather than by the guildmaster. In doing so, the Orguin guild seemed to be slowly moving out of the central guild's vested interests policy. However, there seems to be considerable pressure from the center, and the problems seem to be still piled up.

However, Angelin is no longer interested in that. The threat to Orphen and the surrounding area has left. Being able to meet the Bergliff without care was one of her biggest things.

That's why I left Orphan about eight days ago, and then via Bordeaux, now my last trip to Tornera. No trouble for now. It will be reached by today. Angelin left her back in her baggage and folded her hands behind her head. The sky is blue and the sun is warm. Occasionally, every time the carriage is stepped on a stone and shakes suddenly. The breeze blowing is the smell of spring. It seems that the fresh green color of the freshly sprouted sprouts has just become a scent.

"Hey, Angel, where did you put the thin water?" "N, this one" "Millie, give me a little bit" "Aisa. Ange?" "... I'm good"

When Miriam unplugged the water, she smelled like a transparent chest. Miriam drinks a sip and hands the bottle to Anessa. Anessa also drank a sip and breathed out.

"Is it possible to finally meet Anger's father ... I'm looking forward to it." "But" Akaoni "is scared ... Is it only gentle to Angers?"

Miriam teased, Angelin pointed.

"Dad isn't such a small person ... he's kind and strong to everyone." "Haha, it's amazing that Angers says that ..."

As the girl on the horse came across, Anessa slowed down the carriage and moved a little from the middle of the road. The girl on the horse bowed past each other and tried to pass by, but with a surprised face, looked at the wagon, picked up the horse, returned, and came out in front of the wagon. He said with a loud voice.

"Aiyata, wait! I'm sorry to be on horseback. For the cart! That stunning black-eyed black hair ... isn't it" Angelin, the black-haired war maiden "?"

Angelin nodded with a suspicious face.

"Yes, but ... who are you?"

The girl came down from the horse and approached with a cheerful smile.

"Oh! I'm Sasha Bordeaux! I'm so grateful that I couldn't thank my sister Selenium for helping me!

The girl was Sasha. Just like returning from Tornella. The eyes are shining with the excitement of meeting the person I longed for. However, the expression disappeared from Angelin's face.

"... Selene's sister?" "Yes! Even as an adventurer, respect Angelin ----" "Oh ... you're ..." "eh"

Angelin jumped off the cart. Yururi, and slowly approaching Sasha with a footstep like a ghost. A terrifying fight and intimidation. There seems to be even killing. Sasha, who should have AA rank, instinctively felt frightened and retreated.

"A, Angelin ...? What am I? ..." "It's good to leave me and take my dad ... but I don't think I can easily become my mother ..." "What are you talking about ?!" "I don't know ... I know I tried to take my dad to Bordeaux ..." "No, no, that's a misunderstanding. That's not my sister, it's my sister-- "" Huh, huh ...... hu ... no excuse. I'll make sure that you understand your father's splendor ... thoroughly! " "What, what do you do !?"

Angelin firmly grasped Sasha's shoulder and looked into her face. It looks like Shura. Sasha screamed a little "terrible" in fear. Is an S-rank adventurer so scary? Angeline slowly opened her mouth.

"... First question ... What's your favorite food?" "Hey ......... Huh? Food? Favorite food of Belgriff?" "Yes ... answer fast." "I don't know! I just drank tea together and never even had a meal! "

When Sasha shouted, Angelin immediately laughed.

"Don't you know that ... Okay, my dad likes to boil the sheep meat and the ginkgo berry together. The salt works a little darker and the smell of dried oregano ... ... and soak in thin bread and eat it ... I also love it, and "Angier, a little restless idiot"

Anessa struck her head. Angelin squints and turns to Anessa.

"What? You're busy right now ..."

Angelin tilts her head. Miriam is giggling in a cart. Sasha's desperate excuses managed to solve the misunderstanding. Angelin, who flew in early, turned red and became cramped, and Sasha crouched without stopping. Anessa rubbed her back.

"Is it okay? He changes people when it comes to his father ..." "Hah, yes. Somehow ..."

Sasha took several deep breaths and finally recovered. Miriam lets you drink light water. Sasha, who looked through her chest with refreshing water, bowed down.

"Thank you, I've calmed down thanks." "No, this is ridiculous, my idiot. Look, Anger.

Anger bowed down to Sasha with a scream.

"I'm sorry ..." "No, no, it's better than anything else ..." "But, Sasha is also an adventurer. People may have met for the first time. "

Sasha scratched her cheek with a shy smell, according to Miriam's words.

"Yes, ordinary aristocrats despise adventurers as a lowly profession .... I'm probably a rare entity." "Is it possible for you to be serious and you can be alone for the first time?" "Bergryf ... is Ange's father, is Sasha a sword for Ange's father?"

Sasha made his eyes shine.

"Yes! That's right! Angeline's father and teacher," Red Demon, "Bergliff! He has great swordsmanship! His right foot is a prosthesis, but he doesn't feel like that. The sword that is swung uses not only the arms but also the flexion of the whole body, so it is fast and heavy, and it is also good at tactical eyes! When I was there, I pulled my hand out and received my sword, and I flew my master's sword and twisted my ecstatic hand! Don't do it! I had a wonderful lesson today! I'll do my best next time to get my teachers serious! "

Anessa is a little sick of Sasha who is vocal. Miriam is listening with an interesting look.

Angeline, meanwhile, approached Sasha slowly and silently, grabbing his shoulder. Sasha, whose fear has been soaked, freezes involuntarily.

"... Sasha!" "Hah, yes!" "I want you to forgive me for misunderstanding you ... you're comrades ...!"

Angelin embraced Sasha with an impressed look.

"Oh ... oh ...! Can you approve, Angelin ...?! This Sasha Bordeaux will strive to catch up with you sooner ..."

Sasha sheeps in tears and holds Angelin back. Then they come around and hug each other. Anessa muttered as if she was stunned.

"Nanka ... I feel like they aren't meshing."

After a short chat, the party breaks away from Sasha and follows the path to Tornella again.

The land that was reclaimed gradually spread. The lush young wheat leaves are emerging from the melting snow. It's almost time for Tornella. As he approached, Angelin seemed to fill her chest with nostalgia.

"It's almost time ..." "Oh, the field has expanded. It's beautiful."

Anessa takes a breath deeply. Miriam smiled mischievously and talked to Angelin.

"Angier, I'll be able to meet my dad soon. What's your current feeling?" "I'm very happy ...! I'm glad I'm alive ...!" "What are you saying ..."

Annessa is amazed, but she hurries a little with a horse. The scenery seen from the cart seemed almost the same as when I left here. Angelin's chest tightened as the plains played with children of his generation, the trails taken by a Bergryf, and the forest that picked up an acorn. I was lonely for a long time. The loneliness is over.

But at the same time, strange anxiety came to mind. The landscape has not changed. But what about Bergglyphs? Angelin had no substitute for Bergliff at Orphen, but what if he did. In fact, there seems to be a new disciple named Sasha. She is the same age as Angeline. Cheerful, bright and cute. I am so crazy about Berggriff that I am so crazy about it. I'm sorry for being adored all the time. Also, young children will be in Tornella. Berglyph, they will be as cute as their own.

I also heard that I was pressed by a Bordeaux countess. Selenium and Sasha are both beautiful. Because she is her sister, she must be beautiful. Berglyf seems to have refused, what if it was my fault? It's a very responsible Belgryf, who may not be able to do what he or she wants to do. What if you didn't miss me too much? What if you weren't looking forward to your return? What if you neglect yourself in your heart?

Angelin shook his head.

"... Dad is not such a person ...!"

However, anxiety does not escape. As the village approached, I became more anxious, and I felt abruptly eager to escape from Tornella, who wanted to return. The inside of the chest is fogged.

Enter the village. The villagers who were working looked at the carriage with strange eyes and noticed Angelin and stripped his eyes. But Angelin doesn't even look down there.

"Ange, where should I go?"

Anessa asked. Angelin looks up with a surprise. The familiar nostalgic scenery is reflected in the eyes.

"... over there"

The carriage will proceed in the direction of Angelin.

Eventually, he came to a house. Angelin looks terribly at you. Children are gathering in the garden. She seems to be holding a wooden sword. Berglyph watches over it with kind eyes. My chest is tightened. Tears are about to spill.

Angelin stepped down the cart with a sloppy step. One of the children notices Angelin, points his finger and says something. Bergglyph turned here. Did the wrinkles increase a little? But it's the same. Same, gentle eyes.

"...! That nee!"

Angelin rushed out and jumped into the garden. Then stand in front of the Bergryph and wake him up.

"I ... I've done my best! S rank! Defeated a lot of demons! hand……"

Angelin's head was sullen, and his big hand was put on his head. The rugged palm, which has been holding the sword and plow for a long time, slowly strokes his hair with care. I lost my power. Bergliff said.

"I'm getting bigger." "... Yeah." "I've grown my hair. It looks good." "... Yeah." "I'm really fine. I didn't know who she was for a moment." "... Yeah."

Why did I doubt this person? Tears spilled out. Bergliff smiled.

"Return, Angelin" "... Dad, right now!"