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

I was on the bed. Surprisingly, Anessa and Bjak are embarrassed, Miriam grinning, and Charlotte is worried. Angelin fluttered and moved her legs.

"Why, why don't you refuse everyone?" "It's natural ..." "Ugu, there's no man as good as a dad in Orphen ... No, not just Orphen, I'm not looking for him throughout the empire!" "I'm still stupid at the birth ... I'm still stupid."

In a relentless surrounding language, Angelin bent his whirlpool and rolled over.

This is Angeline's room. It's been a while since the raids on the institution and the fight against the shadow knight. Summer was about to end, and although it was still hot, the greenery of the trees seemed to be slowly faded.

Since the defeat of the shadow knight, those who have tried to revive the Demon King have been completely hidden by the institution. Angelin wondered if he was waiting for his guard again, but apparently he wasn't alone.

The political change took place again in Lucrecia, and the Pope, who had almost reached absolute power, had a majority. The antipapal faction has lessened the need to pull in new puppets from the outside, and the Pope has no time to erase Charlotte, who is in a distant Principality. Therefore, the danger was considerably reduced.

Lionel said that the faction that had raided earlier had probably not been informed of Lucrecia's homeland, probably due to the turmoil of a political turmoil that disrupted the chain of command.

"That's annoying, because two days before the raid, there was a political change in Lucrecia ... I'd like some secret agency to get in touch with me, and ... oh, how can I get together with the lord ...? "

Many soldiers are rubbing at the expense of treatment for injuries. Lionel's stomach ache is far from over.

It was Bják's view that once they had Charlotte, they wouldn't take the next step because of the defeat of the powerful Demon King. They don't have much information about the organization, and erasing them can be very informative. The probability of attacking at risk is low. Rather, it's more of a problem for them to make themselves public.

In any case, Angelin was distracted. I felt like I was awake, but it was frustrating that the problem had diminished and there was no room for it. Investigation of the melted Demon King claims to be done by Maria, and the less difficult politics is Angelin's chimpankampung.

So, to relieve the resentment, Angelin again struggled to find Bergriff's bride. As told by the tavern master, I wasn't going to smell that there was too much matchmaking, but I wasn't sure if Angelin's appearance was that bad or if I really didn't like it, anyway, No woman appeared to return home in the fall.

Angelin leaned on her back and stretched her arms and legs up.

"It's good. If this happens, I'll look for it without hurry ..." "No, no ... Anger, I think you're completely idle ..."

Bijak nodded along with Anessa's words.

"It's absolutely. Be a little thoughtful. What you do is useless."

He leaned against the wall as if stunned. Anessa, who has increased the role of Tsukkomi, seems a little happy. Angelin was muddy.

"I want you to stay away from home ...." "Hey sister, why don't you have your father come to Orphen?"

Angelin rose up.

"That's right ... I was refused once, but it was okay if I was to play instead of emigrate ..."

With a brilliant expression that she should have obtained revelation, she strokes Charlotte's head.

"It's a good idea ... great! Shall!" "Eh, eh ..." "Okay, I'm going back to Akiguchi and persuading my dad. It's the beginning of the Orphan sightseeing tour, a secret matchmaking ...!"

Miriam rejoices at Angelin's declaration.

"Wow, I'll show you around here when Mr. Bell comes. I'm looking forward to it."

Anessa nodded. The expression is loose in my heart.

"The matchmaking is a thought, but I'm a little glad that Belle is coming ..." "Hey ... fun ..."

The three daughters who know Bergliff have completely changed their eyes. For some reason, I dyed my cheeks until Charlotte. The juniper placed outside the bed net sighed in awe.

"I don't know what ...

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The shadows of the evening mountains gradually grew, hiding the glimmering sunset. However, the sky is still bright, and the west is bright red, as in a big fire.

There were four shadows on the hill overlooking the village. Belgriff, Duncan, and Marguerite were sitting in their favorite places, each with their eyes closed. I have a weapon in my hand. Graham is walking around with his child. What they do is meditation to increase their responsiveness to weapons. Hone your senses and magic in your body and concentrate on your weapons.

The Bergliff did not move at all except to raise and lower his chest for breathing, but Duncan and Marguerite moved from time to time in a calm manner. They seemed that these static practices were not sexual. Marguerite opens her eyes and opens her mouth gently.

"Oh, great uncle ...? Still ...?"

But there is no answer. Graham is silent, like a statue, cradling the child in his arm. Marguerite closed his eyes again as if giving up.

Bergliff had a strange feeling. The body was not moving, but inside it was a torrent of magic and sensation. I felt the flow of blood in thin blood vessels as if the mountain stream was going down a narrow valley. Magic falls on each drop and goes around the body. Eventually, it flows from the fingertips to the sword, turning around the hilt, blade, cutting edge, and back to the body again. The sharp and magical power that passes through the steel is as cold as piercing. Each time the heart beats, it collides with the warm magic that is created in the body, creating a kind of tension in the body. It's as if a fight is taking place. My body seemed to get hot, even though I didn't stir.

However, the magical forces that were gradually resisting each other began to swirl together. The magical power that came through the sword, the magical power that came out of the body, and the confusion, finally felt like a single line. Bergliff opened his eyes and stood up. Put your sword in the sheath and stretch your body.

"Let's go home" "Um"

Graham nodded. Marguerite sharpens his mouth.

"Well, I didn't reply to me ... Why the bell?" "Marguerite. I have to understand the difference. Bell has finished everything and stood up. "It's just like that."

Marguerite stood up silently as if he had surrendered. Duncan stretched greatly and snapped his back and shoulder bones.

"No, no, I'm not good at this kind of training. It seems that it's more appropriate to swing the axe at all." "It's not something that will determine myself. You can become the next higher warrior, Duncan. "

Duncan groaned with his arms crossed.

"Would you like to keep Graham and Mito?"

Graham handed her black-haired child to Bergliff. The kid, named Mito, didn't change much of a stern look, but he didn't know anyone and was nostalgic for everyone. Mito hugged Bergriff in the first place.

"Old man ..." "Yeah, let's go home."

The four took them down the hill and returned to the village through the full length of summer grass. Here and there, sheep and goats can be heard singing, and every house has a sound of preparing for dinner. The sky was dyed purple and the bowed moon floated laughing, with large stars shining.

It's been a while since that turmoil. The forest has returned to normal and the demon beast has completely disappeared. The lumberjacks were delighted to be able to work as before, and the youngsters were somewhat disappointed that the stimulation was gone.

In Tornella, where the calm life has returned, Bergriff has plowed the field and practiced his sword as before. But unlike before, the weather has increased now. It is very lively. I liked the quiet life, but this is not too bad.

Kelly came back home, setting fire in the fireplace and preparing dinner. Burns and his girlfriend Rita are with me. Berglyf tilted his head.

"Well, all together." "No, this time it was a big fuss, so I wonder if I'll do it secretly today."

Kelly lifted the basket in her hand. It seems that there is something in it. Barnes was holding a wooden box with a bottle of wine. Marguerite makes her face shine.

"Yes! It's sake!" "... Marguerite, moderately." "It's a great uncle. I'm nothing like this."

Graham frowned, but sighed as if he gave up, apparently he couldn't return. Burns smiles.

"Mary, don't drink everything? Why don't we all drink?"

After seeing Marguerite in a hurry, Rita pierced Barnes with a loose expression.

"Flirting ... No," "Che different ...."

Rita pinched Barnes's cheeks, muzzled, and looked at Marguerite.

"Take it," "Take it, don't take it. Get along."

Marguerite grinned at Rita with a grin. Rita was still wary and hugged Barnes.

Pull out the table, bring a chair from the barn and offer it. It is a calm atmosphere unlike the big banquet the other day. Graham only needs the first glass. However, it seems that he has already turned around, his speech is low and he is dim.

Mito was walking around the adults, sitting on her knees and climbing her back. Now she sits on Kelly's knees, rubs her belly, and looks strange.

"Kelly, Punipuni ... is different from the old man." "Hahaha, this is Mito, don't let me and Belle together!" "But my father and Belle are the same age, but their physiques are completely different ... … Bell-san looks cool, but if he comes with his father… ”“ What do you say, Burns? I was a handsome boy in the village fighting for one or two in the past! ? "

Bergliff laughed and laughed at her mouth.

"How was that? Well, I'm sure she's thinner now." "I'm serious! I can't imagine a thin Kelly!"

Marguerite smiled brilliantly while drying the glass. Kelly frowned, frowning, frowning.

"I don't know, this is proof of success! It's a peasant to get fat so far!" "Yeah, I know. You're working hard." Hey Mito, don't hit your stomach. You don't have to imitate. "

It was amusing to see Kelly hit herself, and Mitto on her knees was pounding Kelly's belly. Duncan laughs and lifts Mito.

"It's totally innocent!" "Duncan, beard"

Mito is now picking Duncan's beard and pulling it.

"That's a mito! A certain beard isn't a toy!" "Mushrooms ..." "Ha ha ha!

With that said, Duncan seems happy. Mito flirted with Duncan's beard for a moment and reached for Graham.

"Grandfather, this ..." "Muh ..."

Graham, with her eyes down, slowly lifted Mito and put her on her knees. Mito left her back on Graham, reached for a thin baked bread on the table, and began to bite when she hung.

Mito was so familiar with Tornella that he couldn't believe he was the Demon King. Of course, he did not tell the villagers that he was originally a Demon King. It is supposed to have been picked up by Bergryf in the forest. Once there was a precedent, Angelin, the villagers undoubtedly accepted it.

Of course, according to Graham's words, Mito is quite close in shape, but still not human. Actually, if you are careless, you will bite and eat tree branches, stones, tableware, etc., and scissors will not pass through long hair. It seems that you can change the shape of your hand if you care. If you can change your hands, you can change your body. In essence, he now prefers the shape of a person, but the entity is closer to an unfixed shadow monk like a demon king.

However, it seemed to be quite fixed in this figure. A while ago, while asleep, the figure suddenly blurred like a black shadow, but recently there has been little. I don't know what the theory is, but Graham and others looked closely at Mito and looked into it with interest.

Graham has been fighting the Demon King and similar beasts for a long time, and their interest in them seems to be quite deep, and some verses see Mito as a valuable object to observe. However, it was only in the early days, and now he seems to have been completely overwhelmed by the innocence of the child's unique innocence, and at least he often spoke to Mito's partner.

Rita whispered looking at Mito, who was rowing over the boat after eating the thinly baked bread.

"Kids are good."

Staring at him, Barnes muffled his mouth. Duncan laughs and pours sake into Barnes' glass.

"When can you give a congratulation?" "Cho, Duncan!"

Rita snapped her cheeks and took Barnes's arm. Kelly laughs.

"Have your grandson hurry!"

Barnes drank a glass of alcohol in a guise of deception, and was so sorry that he had entered a strange place. Rita rubbed his back and said,

"Speaking of which ... Duncan" "Muh?" "What about Hanna?" "Mug !?"

Duncan jammed the roasted meat into his throat and beat his chest with his fist. Kelly smiles.

"It looks like you're getting along recently! Duncan, don't go on a journey, and stay here!"

Duncan is a warrior who gets a battle ax. He was good at using axes, so he often helped lumberjacks. Because of his reckless personality, he quickly blends in and comes into contact with lumberjacks. Hannah, a thirty-something woman, cooks meals in close proximity, but lost her lumberjack husband in a fallen tree accident and has since lived alone. He was bright and cheerful in spite of the widow's body, and was often found to be in good spirits with Duncan. Duncan managed to swallow the flesh, making his eyes black and white.

"No, no, no, that's still something like that!" I'll be glad to accept you. "

Duncan silenced with a reddish face. It was clear that he also did not hate Hannah. Bergliff, who was stirring the stew by the fire, held a wooden pail.

"I'm going to get some water."

I went out saying that.

Marguerite pours wine into a glass and opens his mouth as he suddenly comes up with.

"Well, what about the bell?"

The eyes glanced at Marguerite. Kelly tilted her head.

"How is it?" "I wonder if she wants to get married." "That's right. That's right. If you're a bell lord, I don't think a woman would let you go ..." Yeah, Kelly.

Kelly frowned and waved.

"Now I walk naturally so I don't even know my prosthesis, but when I came back to the village I couldn't walk like I did now. At first I was just pulling my feet.

The Belgryph, who had just returned to the village, did not move smoothly due to insufficient rehabilitation and training. I couldn't walk without leaning on my cane, and it took a long time for everyone to do the job. In Tornella, where self-sufficiency is fundamental, no woman approaches a man who cannot work. The Belgriff was teased and ridiculed, partly because he left the village and left. Nevertheless, he continued rehabilitation and discipline silently without a disgusting face, eventually improving his work and eventually doing more than humans.

"That's why now everyone apologizes to and counts on Bell, but the guys of the same generation seem to have a close-up with a single outcast. Bell doesn't care, On the contrary, I don't feel sorry, so I guess it's out of court. "

Kelly then drank the glass of wine and sighed.

"And he doesn't seem to feel that way anymore." "Hmm."

Marguerite put his mouth on the glass without clogging.

"I don't know, of course.

Graham, who seemed engrossed in helping Mitto, turned his head up and tilted his head.

"What is it?" "... No, my big uncle is up."

At that time, Bergriff returned. Transfer the water from the wooden bucket to the water bottle. Then he looked at the table and seemed to have a bit of a different mood. He opened his mouth and tilted his head.

"... What happened to everyone?" "Belle ... really ... you really had a hard time ..." "I respect Bell much more ..."

Seeing the tears of Duncan and Burns, Bergliff scratched his head confused.

"What, suddenly ..." "Well, Belle. Do you like someone you like?" "Hmm? Favorite people ... All Tornella guys like ... Oh, Anger and daughter are important. "I don't mean that! Talk about getting married or not!"

Bergliff sat on the chair with a grin.

"I'm forty-three already. I can't even think about that now."

Marguerite poured the liquor into the glass, looking irritated. I spill a little on the table with too much momentum.

"Isn't it a matter of course! Forty or fifty, but one or two of the brides will not be punished." "... I guess there's a woman who loves me."

Graham muttered. The eyes of everyone on the spot gather at Graham. Graham, stroking Mito on his knees, looked up and looked at Bergriff.

"Isn't that an elf woman named Satie?"

Bergliff scratched his head in trouble. Kelly, who was gazing, leaned forward.

"Be, Belle, you fell in love with the elf !?" "I fell in love, or something ..." "Bell! You met another elf before you and my great uncle. Do you ?! "

Marguerite grabs Berghryf's shoulder with excitement. Berggriff smiled and poured wine into the glass.

"It's an old story ... I just fought together at a party for a while." "Hey, hey, hey, that's the story I've never heard of before!" "No ..." "What are you saying, isn't it watery? Hey! Tell me a little more!"

Kelly moved his chair toward Bergliff and leaned back into the listening position. Marguerite, Duncan, Barnes, and even Rita are all curious. Graham doesn't seem to be far from mito.

Bergliff laughed in trouble. It's a bit shy to be excited by this story at this age. Memories are sometimes bitter. But once you laugh out of your mouth, will that be a bit confusing? With that in mind, Bergliff opened his mouth as he thought.

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The bar is always busy. A variety of adventurers drank and brought food to the mouth without a high-ranking relationship. A quarrel screams and a gypsy sink plays. The smell of stew, the smell of sake, the body odor, and so on are drifting in a crowd.

"Hah, you're tired!"

The elf girl smiled, reaching out and struck the red-haired boy's shoulder. The red-haired boy smiled and scratched his cheek.

"It looks fine for that." "Huh, it's an exciting thing. I'm looking forward to my first dungeon."

A brown-haired boy sitting next to him laughed as he snuggled up while cooking.

"Isn't it too imaginable to be too energetic?"

A hay-colored-haired boy sitting next to an elf girl said.

"If you're fine, you can go that far. We're aiming for more." "

The boy with hay-colored hair poked at the elf girl. The elf girl giggled.

Tokun, and the chest of the red-haired boy wavy. I didn't know what, but every time the hay-colored boy and the elf girl laughed at each other, something strange struck me. It was somewhat painful that the smiling face of the girl was just for me.

It is useless. That girl likes him.

The red-haired boy softly put his hand on his chest. A brown-haired boy sitting next to him squints suspiciously.

"What happened? Your heart hurts?" "No ... the bones of the fish ..."

The red-haired boy smiled and drank his glass of wine. The elf girl smiled and looked at the red-haired boy.

"Fufu, it's fun. It's an unbelievable day in the Elven territory."

The hay-colored boy laughed.

"I'm going to another dungeon tomorrow. The number of subjugation targets will be nearing. The ranks will be improved! You will be able to receive more difficult requests!" "Wow, I'm happy. "Oh, look forward to it. If we are four, we can go anywhere. We can see a different world."

A boy with hay-colored hair gently beat the shoulders of a frowning elf girl. The red-haired boy sighed so small that no one noticed.

I can't pull it like this.

The red-haired boy laughed and listened to the sound of his beating heart. Is this a longing? Or something else? In any case, when I saw an elf girl smiling at a hay-colored-haired boy, it seemed to mysteriously that her chest was hitting a bell.

I thought I should take care of it.

This is, of course, your feelings, even if you have no thoughts to be fulfilled. I'm not going to bother you with that, but you can be free in your heart.

The girl looked at her and smiled. The boy laughs small. Now, I'm glad to smile at me this way.

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The outside of the house where Kerry and his colleagues were sent out was cool with the breeze of midnight. It is just right for skin burned with sake. Kelly who escalated more than the person who talked while talking, instigated the alcohol more and more to cool the excitement, eventually became stale, the Lu rule did not turn, and something that could not be known whether crying or angry It was standing up. It seemed to be out of control, so I ended up talking about it.

Kelly, who borrowed from Burns, staggered down the path and turned around.

"Bell ... I'll do my best! I'm always on your side!"

Bergliff said with a bitter smile.

"Return quickly without saying idiots! It will not be usable tomorrow!"

The Kellys went home while shaking.

The Berglyph exhales, staring at the sky without regard. The bowed moon flows and disappears beyond the mountains, and instead stars shine over the sky. When I was at Orphen, when I went out for a long-term request, I think that I was looking up at the night sky like this. At that time and now, it seemed that nothing had changed in this sky alone.

If they were still alive, would they look at the stars in the same way? Bergliff thought that. They were talented adventurers. Berggriff hasn't yet figured out why he had a party with him. Now that we have lost communication, I'm sure we're still doing somewhere.

Berggryph thought that the liquidation of the past had not yet been completed. More than twenty-five years ago, I could talk surprisingly about that elf girl.

"I wonder why"

The reason that marriage doesn't go very well.

I thought about that. Is she still an adventurer? If so, how far did the rank go? Are you seriously injured? Or did he retire and marry someone?

"... an adventurer?"

Thoughts change and think of Angelin. If Tornella is night, then Orphen is night. If she is looking at the same starry sky, I'm not lonely. As long as you live, you are between the same sky and the ground. Bergliff took a deep breath and turned his heels back into the house.

The owl screamed loudly as the stars glowed.