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

It was a south wind. It was a warm wind, unlike the cold wind coming down from the north, but it brought big clouds and gradually began to become cloudy, and from the morning the snow was scattered.

In a room in the Bordeaux family, Bergryf sat with Casim, facing the yakmo.

"Huh, I had you drink good sake ... Anger's sweetness was amazing. In the second half, I stuck to Bell's back and stayed away."

Bergryf smiled and scratched his cheek.

"I'm usually a good girl ... I don't seem to be able to leave my parents anyway." "Huh, you didn't seem to be in full condition." "Hah ... I don't seem to be able to leave my children either. "It's not good, Bell and Anger are good friends."

Kassim laughed. Bergliff scratched his head and looked again at Yakumo.

"So ... will you return soon?" "Oh, I'm gonna do that. Lord Robert doesn't seem to be in a safe position anymore. After cutting Charlotte, it's almost like a tightrope. If you want to remove anxiety rather than take profits, you can't say that the foundation is solid. "" Lucrecia's political situation doesn't seem to be stable ... "" Um. If you lose your leg, it's going to be painful. I want you to remove the commission and then let it disappear. "" Hey, I'm honest. I don't hate that, Oira. "

The yakmo laughed and pulled out the flue, frowning with little tobacco remaining. Still, he caught his mouth and exhaled smoke, and saw the faces of them again.

"Well ... isn't it" Haou sword "?"

Berggriff nodded and moved slightly to correct his posture.

The dawn of the big play against Lord Robert dawned, and the girls were still asleep in another room, with a booming celebration of success until midnight. Even the perfect lower door, such as juniper drunk, is lying on the bed as if dead. Kassim, a strong liquor, and Berglif, who had been holding it in moderation, got up this way and faced the Yakumo. In order to hear from her, she seems to know the information of "Hao Sword" Percival. Yakumo dropped the ash from the smoke tube and turned it around with his fingertips.

"Why should I start talking?" "Hmm ... Is Percy alive? Are you fine?" "Yes. At least when we broke up with him, he was still fine. He's a very expressive man with few. I feel a little weird when I'm fine. "

Kasim sighed lonely.

"He's still feeling responsible ..." "... What was the relationship between Yakumo-san and Lucile?" "I was fighting for a short while." , We're not partying like ordinary adventurers, just because the fighting places are together. "

Yakumo rubbed his minions.

"There is a mountain range between Tildis and Dadan. In the Nindia Mountains, there are many steep cliffs and fast flowing valleys, and ordinary people are first to approach. You know that there is a hole in the interior. "I don't know. Kassim, do you know?" "I've only heard rumors, but there's a big hole in the depths of an unexplored mountain that connects to the Makai ... It's an eyebrows story, is that it? "

Yakumo nodded.

"Left, it's the hole. Those who know it are called" the territory of the earth. "However, it's not really connected to the demon world. The earth collapses so much that it just looks like a hole, It's a tremendously large pool of magic, so there's a lot of disaster-grade monsters around it ... only a few know about the danger and the raw materials they can get. "" Percy "Ah, because of the powerful monsters, the materials that can be harvested from them are also of good quality. That's where the pride is dead, the coming guys use their full power to defeat the beast, and divide the material into pieces, whilst fighting the monster alone with no other guys, A surviving man Was. It was Ja' "Overlord sword", "" ...... Percy of guy, never still ...... how to cure the foot of the bell? "

As Casim muttered, Yakumo swam as if thinking a bit.

"... I don't know. He didn't seem to be interested in the material. He kept slaughtering the monster anyway. The opponent might be AAA rank or S rank, but he was totally timid. I was standing in front of me and crushed from the front, a guy fighting like I was chasing myself, and it felt like something terrible on my side ... "" But that's weird. It's not going to be crazy if it's flowing, but ... the hero sword of "Haou sword" who keeps fighting in the secret land under irregular standards is likely to jump if it is a bard or a rumor lover. "

Yakumo shook his head.

"He doesn't talk about himself at all. So, those who fight in the same way" hole "did not know" Haou sword "and did not even know the name. It's a tacit understanding that you don't spread the word about "Navel" too much. "" ... Why do you guys think about Percy? "" Hah ...... Lucille was attached. He's the character he sees, and he doesn't dent or dent even if his favorite person gets depressed. So I was asked to reveal my identity ... I hope I wouldn't be able to connect in such a place. "

A strange destiny, Bergliff groaned. If they were against them, they would never know.

"So, how long have you been in that" hole "?" "A little over a year ago. I thought that it might be easier than back work, but both were the same ... but well, It's easier to understand than it is like this time. It's better to defeat the monsters. "" Do you think you are still there? "" Ah. That is a type of putting yourself in a battle and checking yourself. I don't think there's any other place, and I'm sure it's still there. "

I'm happy just to know that I'm alive. However, Percival seems to be embracing himself in the days of battle, as if he had hurt himself. I don't get a very positive impression whether it comes from guilt or something else.

"... Yakumo, what do you guys do after going to Lucrecia?"

Yakumo struck his neck.

"Hm ... I thought I'd return to work on" Earth's Navel "for a while, because this request was a hassle. I'd like to hold my breath for a while. It's convenient to hide there. "Hey, I see. Waiting for the hot weather to cool down." "Well. If you don't deceive the client, you've never been more vigilant." "... I'm sorry. "Well, we fell in love with your personality. We didn't have to fight and we were really relieved. And we were already convinced. I'll do it myself "

Yakumo laughed a little and leaned back, leaning forward a little.

"So, what do you say to" Haou sword "?"

Casim glanced at Bergriff. I'm going to leave it. Bergliff looked down a little, and then opened his mouth.

"... Don't say anything. You don't even have to talk about us." "Hmm? Is it okay?" "Is it a good bell? Don't tell me that you're in Tornera. "I'll tell you that I'm going to ..." "I don't come to see him when I tell him. I might get away if we hear that we're going." "... I see. Sure."

Berggriff wondered if a man who continued to fight for guilt would want to meet himself who caused the guilt. It is not hard to imagine what darkness has buried in Percival's heart for a long time. But that's why I also have to meet. Berglyph gently closed his eyes, thinking of a cheerful boy in memory. Yakumo shrugged.

"I'm so clumsy that I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy ..." "I'm sorry ... Anyway, I'll go to that" Navel "soon anyway." Will we look forward to seeing him again? "

Yakumo smiled and bowed down in the first place.

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Charlotte caught by Lucile is rampaging while saying mummy. However, I can not escape because my arms are turned around my belly from behind. Lucille is breathing with Charlotte's hair shortened and his nose buried in his nose.

"I'm sorry, Kitty-chan ..." "Ya-no, stop it ... hey!"

The sigh seemed to tickle the hair and she touched her skin, and Charlotte squeezed himself with a constant annoyance. Angelin, lying on the bed, turned around and looked there.

"Isn't I get tired ...?" "I'm not tired ... Super happy ... Labanahane"

Lucille satisfactorily narrowed her eyes and snorted. The drooping ears flutter. Charlotte is rampaging and tired. Angelin laughed a little, "hehe." I thought that it would be good for Charlotte today to not be surprised by being entwined by Lucile. Anessa, who was looking out of the window, sighed.

"No, it's not going to stop today." "It's a very warm day.

Miriam, sitting on a chair and shimmering, said. Outside, watery snow is falling all the time. After the big show last night, Sasha and others also had a drink. It seemed that she was swelling with a feeling of freedom from what was on her shoulder, and when she noticed she was lying on her bed. There was a memory that seemed to be spoiled by Bergliffe with the strength of alcohol, and every time I remembered it, Angeline was glad and glad. Turn around again and look at the ceiling. Good design is elaborate, and it is somewhat interesting just to follow the carved pattern with eyes.

According to the Helveticas, they will be able to visit Tornella in a few days. The story of road improvement is likely to evolve, and if so, transportation will be better. You will be able to return home more easily. Either way, there's nothing more to stop themselves in Tornella. Despite the various things, Angeline is most happy to be able to return to Tornella safely.

"... I was relieved. Now I can go back to Tornella without worry."

Charlotte, who escaped from Lucille's hand, finally crawled on Angeline's belly, muttering.

"Sister, it's terrible to give up ..." "I'm sorry ... but you seemed a little happy ...?" "That's not such a thing ..."

Charlotte dyed his cheeks and framed Angeline's belly. The shortened hair sways. At that time the door opened and a yam spider came in.

"Oh, we're going to go crazy." "Eonoka Yakumo. Today we're going to the windmill ....?" "I'm silent. I don't think we have time to relax. "The old man said," If you hurry, you can turn around ... and you can see, your eyes turn. "" Noisy.

Yakumo looks so adorable. She seems to be a partner. Angelin swelled and raised. Charlotte also gets up.

"I'm gonna go ...?" "Um. We haven't finished our work yet."

The spider, carrying the luggage and carrying his luggage, turned his head with a ticking noise. Lucille also has an instrument case and carries a rucksack. Miriam put his chin on the table.

"I'm going to be lonely ... it's a weird story, but ..." "It's totally unusual ...... there's a strange fate." I'm glad that they came to look for him. What happened to them if they couldn't talk ... "

Angelin nodded in Anessa's words.

"If Sul seems to have died, the institution should not go out of his way ... thanks to him, we can go to Tornera ... thank you. Lucille, too." "Let's try again. Angers… ”“ Yeah.

Looking at the two shaking bodies, Anessa crossed her arms as if she was stunned. When I went outside to see them off, the Belgriffs were waiting. He seemed to have arranged a carriage.

"Now we'll see you again."

The carriage ran while splashing mud in the watery snow. Angelin yawned and shook himself. Take the Bergriff's arm standing next to him.

"Is it cold?" "A little ..." "Yeah ... it's so tired because there are so many things. Let's get inside."

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While in Bordeaux, I bought a large bag of salt and sugar, prepared everything, and set off about a week later. He keeps a letter on Helvetica's accumulated road improvement, rents a carriage, and heads further north. It seems that the road maintenance has finally started. Based in Rodina, construction will proceed from both Tornella and Rodina. Even Tornella would be just right for work during the off-farm season. The snow is still there, but the cold has subsided and green shoots have begun to appear beneath the melted snow. In the fields around Bordeaux as seen from the carriage, spring wheat stomping has begun, and Berglyph and others have unknowingly thought about the beginning of the spring fields.

I arrived at Rodina and was relieved to hear that traffic to Tornella has resumed. Every year, traffic usually resumes at this time, but depending on the year, it may be difficult to get through. I was a little alert, but Bergryf was reassured that it was almost as usual. Looking at the calendar, it seems that the spring in the calendar is coming in another week or so. Although it was a bit behind schedule due to a bit of work, Rodina to Tornella can be reached in a day if everything goes well.

"I guess it's going to be in time for the Spring Festival ..." "Dad, I'll buy pork. Everyone will be pleased ..."

Rodina is a pork producing area. Pork that grew abundantly in the surrounding forests after eating acorns has a good reputation. At this time, raw meat will not rot. Berggryph decided to buy salted and smoked foods in addition to raw meat, and to use them as souvenirs for the village.

I left overnight in Rodina and departed early the next morning and headed north on the thaw. Orfen, of course, seemed colder than Bordeaux, but lush grass sprout emerged from the black soil that had scattered in the snow. From the shadow of the rock, a hibari screamed in a loud voice and flew away. The air was so blue that the cold air came out of the sky, and it seemed to be sucked in while I was watching. Casim raised his hands and greatly increased.

"Huh, I'm relaxing somehow. The air is good." "Yeah. Kasim-san, do you think so too?" "Yeah. Yeah. I feel good in my chest ... Oops."

The wheels seemed to have stepped on a stone, and suddenly shook.

In the blue mountains in the distance, snow that seems to be running like a streak was running. The thaw seems to have advanced a lot, but the peak is still white. Occasionally the snow is dancing with the wind, probably because the remaining snow in the mountains is coming down.

I came out early in the morning and approached Tornella when the sun started to fall. He steps on wheat in various fields and plows it to plant potatoes. The villagers noticed the carriage and, when they saw the Belgryph on board, shook his hand, saying, "Welcome home!"

The area around the village is snow-covered, and the ground is visible except when the snowy mountains freeze and solidify. Sheep and goats roam back and forth in the fence screaming, and chickens are scratching the ground across the road. Kasim reached out to the edge of the cart and looked around happily.

"This is where Bell is born." "Oh."

He came to the house with his carriage. The doors are open and there is no sign of Graham going out. Nothing seems to have changed. However, I feel like I was away for some time. As I got off the carriage and unloaded my luggage, a figure appeared.

"Have you come back, Bell ..." "Huh? Graham. Thank you for your answering machine ...?"

Berglyph opened her mouth. Standing in front of him, Graham pinches his long hair, ties it, and ties it to a dumpling, wrapping a towel around his head to hide it. He wore an apron on top of his work clothes, had a baby on his back, a baby in front of his chest, and small children stood around.

"... what are you doing?" "...? Babysir?"

Graham said, tilting her head. The children are pulling the apron hem with a noise of "Golden play". Berggriff spontaneously blew out, as Marguerite saw him and was likely to roll around with his belly. Angelin came out of the house and pricked her eyes.

"Is this guy ...?" "Oh, I'm going to introduce you, Elf Graham, Marguerite's great uncle. Graham, my daughter Angeline and her friends ..."

Graham, holding the baby, bowed with his neck alone.

"It's Graham ... I'm so sorry. Bell is taking care of me a lot." "Paladin" ...? "" Hey, real ... ??

The girls stumbled at the appearance of the fairy tale hero, but the appearance of being swarmed by children in the appearance of a wolf seems to be not good enough, and laughs leaked unexpectedly.

"But it has changed a lot." "It's like pulling my hair ...." "Oh ..."

It seems that the children are amused and pull their long hair, so they are caught in this way. Speaking of which, Bergliff smiled bitterly, remembering that he also had his hair pulled. Casim muttered with a sigh, stroking his beard.

"Soooooooooo ... I've been in a long time with someone I can't imagine winning ..." "Kashim-san ...? I'm the same." "Ten times ...... Is it possible to win once or not?" ...... Some people can imagine where to lose, but the first person who can't imagine winning ... "

Behind some sort of S-rank adventurer talking in the clouds, Berglyph unconsciously looked down toward Graham, unloading his luggage and carrying it into the house.

"Mito?" "I was running around alone." "Huh? Hey, that's ..."

At that time, there was a slight footstepping, and someone rushed with black hair fluttering. Both boys and girls are neutral-looking children. Bergliff has rounded eyes.

"What ... mito?" "Welcome home, dad."

Mito looked at Bergriff with her black eyes. He seemed to be taller and grew better. It should look like she's less than ten years old, but now she looks more than ten years old. Gramham shrugged, as Bergriff looked at Graham without compromising the situation.

"It looks like I grew up ..." "No ... in this short time?"

Mito tilted her head after seeing a confused Bergliff that only one winter had passed.

"What happened?" "No, yeah ... right now." "Dad ... dad! Maybe the younger brother is this child ...?!" "Oh, yeah ... Mito, your older sister." "Sister?" "Yes! I'm your sister!" "Mito ... Thank you, sister." "Or cute ... ufufufu."

Angelin hugged Mito with his eyes blinking. Mito is left as it is with black and white eyes. Anessa, Miriam, and Charlotte also poke around their cheeks and comb their hair by hand. Bjaku whispered to Bergliff, frowning.

"... Is that a Demon King?" "Yeah, well ... what's going on with Graham?" "Mito isn't strictly human ... more, it's neither a man nor a woman. I guess she learned and grew up while interacting with various people. "

Bergliff held his head. It may be a matter of time before the villagers are told that Mito is not human.

Kelly came over there. She seems to be leaving work, and mud is splashing on her work clothes.

"Oh, welcome back! How was the city of Orphen?" "Oh, Kelly ... I was able to meet my friends ... Thanks for being away." "Well, it's good! You're a watery guy. If Mito is not a human, I'd love to say so! "

Bergliff turned his eyes to look at Graham. Graham is resolute.

"Graham ... Did you tell everyone?" "Um ... Didn't you tell me? Which way would you grow up this much and I'm not going to be deceived?"

Kelly laughed intently when Berggriff was puzzled.

"Hey, don't you say what you say now because you've been hiding others! Have you ever done anything wrong since you came back to Tornella? Everyone trusts you "Well, you're going to hide it!"

Kassim grumbled on Bergriff's shoulder. Byak sighed as if she was stunned. The villagers of Tornella, who felt remorse for the cold work they had done in the past, seemed to have full confidence in his actions. It seemed stupid to hide in trouble, and Bergliff was completely weak.

"... Kelly, I bought pork at Rodina. Use it at the Spring Festival." "Thank you! Are you friends? Isn't it like more children?" Let me rest for a moment.

Berggriff smiled and scratched his head. I wanted to drink rent leaf tea.

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Go down the slope and walk through the forest without stepping on the sprout of grass. There is still snow in the shadows, and it's like a big piece of ice. Angelin leaned on the tree and gasped. Early morning sunlight sews diagonally into the ground, sewing branches of trees that have no leaves. New buds emerged from the underside of the withering leaves, even from the dark brown bushes.

It was the day of the Spring Festival. Getting out of the noisy village in preparation for the morning, Angelin was walking alone in the forest.

About a week after I came back, I enjoyed spending time with my new family and friends from a familiar village, and I strongly confirmed my hometown was here.

"... Thanks for throwing it away, it's weird."

Angeline muttered. This was where Bergriff picked himself up. He returned to Tornella and was immediately guided by Bergriff. Berglyph seemed to be searching nearby for a few days after picking up Angelin, and he remembered this place well. In the end he couldn't find a living or dead person, so it's unavoidable that he talked about his parents.

Angelin looked around. The gentle slope forest is a mixture of deciduous and hardwood. There are bushes of shrubs that are as long as the knees, and they are behind them.

Suddenly, the color was lost right before my eyes. The scenery became sepia, and I felt like I could see a person behind the backlight.

"Uh ...... ku ..."

Angelin narrowed her eyes by holding down the temple. It was already the usual landscape.

"... I'm fine, already."

I did my hand for hair ornament. Angelin raises his face, feeling cold with his fingertips. A lively voice can be heard from the foot. It seems that the day is getting higher and the village is beginning to be wrapped in the festive mood.

Angeline quickly left the forest and returned home. The men, including Bergliff, seemed to have gone, but the girls remained. Miriam laughed when she saw Angelin back.

"I'm finally back!" "I'm sorry ... did you wait?"

Anessa nodded. Charlotte was uplifting.

"I'm going to give my sister a shot!" "Eh ... what kind of thing ...?"

Miriam grinned and picked up the dress. This is the dress I got from Liezerotte when Angelin went to the Grand Duke of Estgal. I wanted to show my gloves where I wore it, but when I actually wore it, it became strangely shy and unpleasant, and it wasn't a festival, so this dress was the one I didn't have to wear without excuses . Angelin dyed his cheeks and blew.

"But, but ... I'm still shy. It seems like only one person is upset ..." "I'm gonna be upset! I want to see it!" "Sister, it's a beautiful dress! "That's not it!" "Hey, take it off without saying it," "Hyaa"

Angelin quickly stripped off her clothes, dressed and dressed her hair under the guidance of Charlotte, who knows how to dress. Whether it's Estgal, Orphen, or Tornella, it seems like girls are passionate about fashioning people.

Eventually I finished changing clothes. I didn't make it up, but the hair that had been braided roughly was tied with a comb and the shoes were the usual thing, but the dress was perfect, just like the dress. Charlotte screamed.

“Beautiful …… very good!” “Cute, good …… enviable” “Yeah, it looks good” “Oh, yes…?”

Angelin rubbed her hands with Mojimoji. The clothes were fluttering and unfamiliar, and the location was Tornella, which encouraged the shyness. You can hear the performance of the instrument from the square. The banquet has already begun.

Angelin, who has not yet been boiled, was pulled by three people and taken to the square. Cheerful music echoes and the young people are dancing lightly. The villagers, who were drinking and laughing, suddenly lost their words when Angelin came into sight and took a look. It was strangely embarrassing, and Angelin held his red cheek with both hands. I didn't feel like this in Estgal.

Over there, Bergliff sat down and talked to the village mayor Hoffman. There are also Qashim and Graham sitting nearby, tasting apple wine.

"Hey, Belsan"

Miriam shouted. Bergglyph faces here. Angelin fluttered forward. Kassim said, "Oh."

"Did you get the dress? He looks good."

Angelin calmly looked at Bergriff while he was upset by the shy smell. Bergliff stared at Angelin with a glance. I'm stunned. Angelin wondered if she didn't suit her or was amazed.

At that time, tears spilled out of both eyes of Bergglyph. His sneezing and facial expression collapse. I don't know if I'm laughing or crying, but it's like a trembling joy.

"Angier ...... excellently ... it has become ......... it looks really good ... I'm sorry, I couldn't buy one of the beautiful clothes ..."

Bergliff is sobbing in his eyes. Kasim and Hoffman laughed and pounded their backs for a while. Embarrassment and shyness suddenly melted away, and Angelin ran up to Bergriff with full breasts of joy and took his hand.

"Dance! Dad!" "Well, wait, Dad is dancing ..." "Good!

Belgriff slipped into the dance circle, pulled by Angelin. The villagers cheer. Angeline stepped lightly while holding Bergriff's hand, and as he looked at Bergriff dancing desperately to match it, everyone screamed loudly.