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

Everyone had such a premonition, but the clouds from the morning gradually covered the sky and began to rain around the day. At first it was light rain, so I pulled out my rain gear and continued to work, but the rain was gaining momentum, and by the time the sun began to fall, it finally bounced off the ground. The villagers turned back in the house, saying that this would not be a job, and glared at the rain clouds in a tepid mood.

Berglyf also returned home after finishing his stray work. I've dug up the potatoes at my place, but the harvesting of spring wheat from the fields I've been helping with hasn't finished yet. Once wet, it takes time to wait for it to dry. There is still much to do with beans.

It is rare for Tornella to rain during this time. In winter, clouds cover the sky and snow increases, but during the fall the weather is usually much better. It was a sudden downpour like this, so I just had trouble doing it.

"Well, it's nature ..."

While looking out the window, Berggriff muttered. Due to the thick clouds, it is strangely dark even before sunset. Behind, Duncan ignites the fire, Graham plays against Mito, and Marguerite chops vegetables into a pot. This unfamiliar communal life, which had begun all too soon, was completely used to it, and somehow the roles were being divided.

"Well, can I use this dried meat?" "Oh, good."

Marguerite cuts dried meat skillfully and throws it into a pot. Marguerite has a very personality, but surprisingly cooks well. It wasn't delicate, but seemed to make something that would fit everyone's tongue. It seems that the taste can be imagined rather than the result of practice.

Graham holding the mitto came to the window and stared at the sky.

"... Don't prolong it. It's going to rain during the night." "I don't want it to happen." "Hey Hey Graham, don't say too ominous things.

Graham smiled and scratched his head in Bergriff's words.

"I'm sorry Bell ... it's a bad habit."

Mito pulled Graham's long hair. Graham laughed as though he was not full.

"Oh ... it's enemy to Bell."

After the forest incident, Graham treated Bergriff as a well-known friend and wanted him to do so. The elven hero seemed to be a friend because of his name. At first the Berglyph, who was a bit reluctant at first, responded to Graham after recognizing the circumstances, abandoning his name, and becoming friendly.

Although Graham is more than twice as old as Bergliff, they still seem to have established trust as equal friends. He seems to be hungry for being a character rather than a longing and feared hero.

Graham is now a babysitter. I'm unfamiliar with field work, so I don't help much, but she seems to like taking care of Mito. He insisted that this was an observation that also served as the Demon King's investigation, but his expression when dealing with Mito was his grandfather, who was in contact with his grandchild. Either way, Bergliff's house has a different style of life and is taking root.

The stewed stew is so delicious that it is steamy. Crush the boiled potatoes, mix the flour into it, knead, and pour plenty of stew on the boiled one again. I sprinkled a little goat cheese there.

"I'm done. Are you still raining?" "I can't stop. I can't do my job today because the ground is muddy anyway."

Berggryf answered while arranging dishes with dishes. Duncan sighed.

"I'm here. I haven't finished harvesting the wheat yet." "I can't help it." "Well, I'm unavoidable, but I want to be trivial."

Duncan, who was completely dyed by the peasants, was laughing, and Bergliff laughed so tight. Powerful and hardworking Duncan was well received by the villagers of Tornella. He is good at handling axes, so he is not only in the field but also in lumberjacks. Duncan himself doesn't seem to feel bad about the calm life unlike the adventurers, and apparently misses the time to leave the village.

We listened to the rain while eating a little early dinner. Hit the roof with a flutter and hang down the ground. The sound of rain is not the sound of the rain itself, but the sound of the rain hitting an object. It was supposed to be cut off forever, but it seemed to return and increase silence. Everyone is silently listening to the rain sounds, as if they seemed hesitant to break it.

Marguerite wiped his stew with his thumb and said,

"Well ... it's hard to get out of Tornella in winter, right?" "It's tough."

Marguerite silently carried the stew to his mouth, but eventually turned his face. She has a serious face. The light of determination was in my eyes.

"I'm going to leave Tornella before winter."

Graham moved her eyebrows. I narrow my eyes and stare at Marguerite.

"... Where are you going to get out of here?" "South. Tornella is a good place, but I want to be an adventurer like my big uncle. I want to see a different view." It's useless. ''

Graham sighed and stroked Mito on his knees. Mito looked at Marguerite with a mysterious face.

"Mary, where are you going?" "Oh, but not forever. Become a first-class adventurer and definitely return."

Marguerite reached out and knocked on Mito's head. Mito still looks at Marguerite with a mysterious face. Berglyph relaxed his mouth with a smile, feeling nostalgic.

"Feast"

Stand up with a dish and tell Marguerite.

"Well, in any case, the departure is after the Autumn Festival." "What? Why?" "A lot of caravans and peddlers come to the Autumn Festival. You should go together when they return."

According to Berggriff, Marguerite frowned.

"Well, it's bad parenthesis. And traveling alone is easier for you."

Graham looked down and shook his head. Berggriff says with a bitter smile.

"That's why you can't be a top-notch adventurer? Are you going to go alone and get lost again?"

Marguerite dyed his cheeks. Duncan laughed.

"Mary, adventurers must think first and foremost to reduce the burden and risk, because the useless burden slows down the emergency." "As Duncan says ... Marguerite, I think you need to teach me a lot again. "" Ugu ... but I'll do my best. "

I guessed Graham's rigorous training, Marguerite shrugged down.

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A beak jumped to be beaten and fell on the ground. Maria was standing in front of her, frowning frowningly.

"What are you going to do? Can't you make it this much? Geho"

Bjak stood up frustrated and raised his arms forward. A three-dimensional magic circle appears, and the hair begins to be dyed black. But Maria shook his finger quickly. As the space shook, Bjalak was pushed down from his back and fell on the ground prone.

"That's a pear. Don't rely on the power of the Demon King."

Byak stood up and shook his arm. A three-dimensional magic circle shining in sand color flies toward Maria. But they were stopped by hitting an invisible wall before reaching Mary. But Maria nodded happily.

"Yes, that's okay. Be aware of the magical organs that your body has.

However, as if she were short of breath, her hair was dyed in black and white spots. Immediately Mary's magic struck him. Bjak falls down to the ground.

"It's too early. Let's do it." "This Babaa ...

After rising with a wrath, Bjacken enlarges the magic circle and drops it towards Maria. However, Maria blows away all of her anger with a single finger. Then she knocks down the juniper with magic again. Maria vomits sullenly.

"Do you think you can become stronger if you scream? Do you want to be sweeter?-I'm sorry!

Angelin hurriedly rushes to her and rubs her back on Maria, who seems to have sputum or something entangled in her throat.

"Grandma, fine ...?" "Geho ... shit, damn ..."

Maria frowned and spit on the ground. Across the street, Charlotte is helping a sandy sandalwood.

This is the training ground of the Orphen guild. It is a hall with a stone floor surrounded by stone walls. This facility is used for disciplined adventurers and for voluntary training of adventurers.It is surrounded by a sturdy wall engraved with hardening techniques, and it breaks so much even if you release powerful magic There is no.

At first, Maria began investigating the Demon King with only one hand, but she became more heated than she had expected, and she was throwing out her previous research and spending her time investigating the Demon King. It has not been long since the beginning, but it seems that he is already grasping the outline of the existence of the Demon King, one of the great magics of the Empire.

In line with this, in line with Angelin's wish to deal with the Demon King in Bjalak, he conducts research on magical powers while teaching how to deal with magical powers and battle tactics.

Although Bjak can handle a significant level of 3D magic circles, his magic depends heavily on that of the underlying Demon King. Angelin didn't like it. Byak himself also realized that if he overworked the Demon King's magic, his personality would be eroded by the Demon King's, so he decided to take Angelin's proposal and be trained by Mary.

But Mary's training is intense. If you can't do it at all, magic will fly without mercy. But success doesn't mean compassionate praise. Until now, only heard in rumors, but witnessing the actual scene, Angelin laughed a little, saying that Miriam was indeed twisted and seeming to understand Mary's swearing. But I thought it would come from Maria's terrible clumsiness.

Jaak rose and coughed. Charlotte rubs his back.

"Jack, you're fine ...?"

He leaned forward, clasped his hand into his knees, and glimpsed Maria.

"Babaa, it's one more time. I've grasped my senses." "Don't say Babaa to the maiden.

Angelin and Charlotte pulled back and lined up, with the two fighting again.

"Is it okay, Sister, Byak?" "Okay. I don't think even grandma will kill you ..."

Bjaku moved around the training hall in a low position, while manipulating the magic circle. Occasionally the hair dyes, but never completely. It seems that the trick to hold it little by little has come. Maria is extraordinary and harsh, but not wrong. Apparently scared a bit before the fierce battle, Charlotte gently grabbed Angelin's hand and clenched tightly. Angelin returns. Charlotte breathed in peace.

"... Is it scary to fight?" "Yeah ... when I had a Samizina ring, I felt like I could do anything with that power."

But Charlotte chewed his lips, saying he had grown because of his versatility. Everyone we meet in the calm days we spend with Angelin like this is kind and friendly. When she was traveling as a Solomon shrine maiden, she hated blood but had no resistance to hurt others. Only revenge and self-esteem of being a noble daughter grew. However, when she became such a little girl, it seemed terrible to put himself into battle. That's why I just stuck to Angelin and fell for that warmth.

Angelin hugged Charlotte's shoulders and pounded.

"But I don't know what's going on ... Shal should learn the magic soon." "... From Granny Maria?" "... No, a little more gentle person."

Angelin smiled at the blow-by squirt in front of her.

The training was cut off as it seemed that the junkie had reached its limit. With a humiliating look, Bjak stood with Angelin's shoulders.

"Damn ... it's going to borrow Teme's shoulders ..." "I'm shy, don't be shy.

Byak wrinkled between her eyebrows and shook Angelin to try to stand on her own, but soon stuck and fell down. Angelin grabbed Biak's arm as if she was stunned.

"What are you doing ..." "U, noisy ..." "Byak, can you be shy? Is your sister thinking about you ..." "She isn't shy!"

As she was arguing, Maria came back with her grumpy face. He comes in and crouches down, grabbing the juniper's face with both hands. Then I brought my face closer. It is a distance that touches the sigh and forehead and forehead. Angeline and Charlotte dye their cheeks with "Hey" and cover their faces with both hands, but peek through the gaps between their fingers. Bjaku opened his eyes as if he was scared.

"No, don't!" "Ah? It's not a kiss, what's wrong with Masegaki?"

Byak cheered her cheeks and glared at Maria. Maria looked into Bjär's eyes. A grumpy face was reflected in his black eyes. He narrows his eyes and concentrates, looking for the figure of the Demon King Kaim, who hides behind his eyes. Only the faint shadow shook slightly and disappeared like a mirage.

"Hmm ... well, it looks like we're holding it down more than before."

A twisted wand shot at Maria's brain from behind. Fire came out of my eyes. Maria crouched down holding her head and fainted in agony.

"Goooooooo ...!" "This color bokeh shit!" What are you doing to Byak-kun? "

Miriam was standing up with an expression of anger. Maria glared at Miriam with tears.

"Kon's ... a stupid apprentice! You beat the teacher, what a consent!" "It won't sneak up! That close face ..."

Miriam dyed her cheeks. Maria stood up frowningly, jumped over Miriam's hat, grabbed her cat's ears and pulled.

"What are you gonna do? Quickly, this stupid cat is in a cat pot!" "Flap! What, what's this!"

Miriam threw his staff and grabbed Maria. They are just playing with each other as if they were playing. However, one of the witches and one of them are sick, so there is no power. Anessa, who seems to have been with Miriam, arrived next to Angelin, standing with a stunned face.

"What were you doing?" "Grandmother saw the demon king in the juniper. Milli misunderstood it." "And that, like that. Yeah, good or bad. … "

Maria and Miriam were both magical professors, so the fighting seemed to be inferior, and before they did so much, both were out of breath and kneeling.

"After all good friends ..."

Angeline and Anessa glanced at her face. A junkie, supported by Charlotte, came swaying and grumbled his tongue.

"Kuss ... I'm gonna be ridiculous ..." "Huh, I'm so adorable, you're so shy, Biya-kun." "How many times did I say my strength came from my dad?" "Chic ... Noh weatherman ..." "Bak, don't say that to your sister!"

Charlotte slapped his beak with his hand. Byak sighed as if he had given up.