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

Outside of the building was a fuss with the demolition of Bahamut. If it becomes a dead body of the S rank monster, it will be an expensive material from bones to meat, muscle, fangs and scales, skin, blood, and a drop of fat. Those who have made significant contributions to killing the demon will have great rights. That was the tacit consent of The Earthly Navel, but Angeline quickly returned to the building, leaving the dismantling to Anessa. Berglyph was more concerned than Bahamut's ingredients.

What made her even more anxious was Percival. Angeline's impression of him when he was hit by traffic, and during the last battle, was awe and fear. It may be natural to be concerned about Bergglyph. Anyway, I wanted to manage this anxiety with my dependable father.

He stepped on the cobblestone floor, whispered, rolled up the partition cloth, and was still lying down. Duncan is sitting beside him. As Angeline approached, Duncan gently raised his finger at his mouth.

"I'm asleep very well .... I'm sorry." "Thank you, Duncan."

Angelin sat down next to Bergriff. Sleeping father's face seemed somewhat crumpled. I was sweating when I grasped my hand.

"……Father"

Percival-san, he went down to his throat and silent. I was a bit scared of what Bergliff wanted to see with Percival. I thought I couldn't even meet. However, I felt it wrong to say that and ended up saying nothing.

Angelin took a big breath and looked at Duncan.

"Is it so bad ...?" "I can't say it's good. I don't think it's a different life, but ... because it's not a doctor."

Duncan scratched his head reluctantly. Angelin looked down, shook his head, and gasped. The sound of stepping on the floor was approaching. People had already returned to the building, and the footsteps were strangely clearly audible, even though the area was surrounded by strange noise. The partition cloth was rolled. He looked up at him and saw Percival taken by Kasim.

"Oh, bell ... are you sleeping?" "Yeah ..."

Angelin looked up at Percival calmly. Hair with a scattered mane, deep wrinkles carved angry between the eyebrows, and a sharp piercing gaze. At a minimum, Angeline didn't see the character of a once cheerful boy, as you hear in Bergriff's story. Percival's mouth was straight, staring at the lying Berggriff. In his eyes there was a light of sorrow rather than joy. Kassim laughed small with an ambiguous expression.

"Well, bell? I'm old ... but that's the same for oilers."

Percival held his chest down. He looked so painful. Then look at Angelin. Angeline moved a little bit as if she were pounding.

"... I see. Are you Bell's daughter?" "Oh ... u ..."

He nodded, but Angelin stepped down without words. Suddenly, Bergliff moaned and glanced down. The right prosthesis hits the floor and makes a dry sound. Percyval says something and shuts down, staring at the prosthesis. Kassim twisted his beard as he had trouble and looked at Angelin.

"Angier, Duncan, bad, can you give me a little?" "U, yeah ..."

Angelin hesitated for a moment, but nodded and stood up. He tries to get out and stops.

"That ... Percy-san"

Percival looked silently at Angelin.

"... I'm sorry, nothing."

Angelin quickly turned over the partition cloth. The sun had fallen completely outside the window, but the dismantling of Bahamut seemed to be over, but it was still noisy and there were signs of traffic. In the darkness underneath, the torches, lamps and the light of the pyroxene grew constantly, and Bahamut's giant body, which was gradually dislodged away, was illuminated by light magic.

Duncan hit Angelin's shoulder.

"What are you worried about? Anger. Let's take a little rest and Belle will be in better shape. And are there any friends you were looking for?"

Angelin nodded. Yes, but I was silent. There is no sound from behind the partition. I wasn't going to do that, but when I was listening, it seemed that someone was coming fast.

"Hello, hello, hello! Finally found!"

I saw that Toya was out of breath. My cheeks were blushing and I felt excited.

"That's amazing! Angelin? Isn't it? I was surprised a while ago! Really!"

Toya shook his hand holding Angelin's hand. Angelin bowed down to the point of being embarrassed, but not rude. Toya laughed with a smile, without hesitation.

"Well, I'm new to 'Earth's Navel' ... it's more than I imagined! I'm confident, but I'm still not ... Is that lion-like person a party member?"

Angelin glanced at the partition with a glance. Still quiet. However, I felt like I could hear something small. Duncan stroked his beard with a strange face.

"Are you sure you know, Angela?" "Oh, oh, no ..." "Hmm, oh, are you a friend of Angelin? Nice to meet you, Toya." "Hey, this is polite. I'm Duncan. "

Seeing the two politely bowing down, Angelin somehow became distracted and leaned against the wall. Looking outside the window, Bahamut's carcass also appeared smaller than before. If you are an adventurer who is skilled in the practice, it seems that only those who are used to dismantling are familiar.

I left it to Anessa and I guess it would be hard. With such a large monster, plenty of material will be available. However, it is impossible to bring everything, and each one is big. Since it is a place where you can not pull a cart, it seems difficult to select materials. The adventurers here wonder how to take the material they got back.

At that time, there was a lively voice. I saw Marguerite and Morin walking side by side, laughing.

"Ahahahaha, no, not at that time, I was asked halfway, so I was interrupted, so Marguerite bent my navel a lot. I was beaten for a while." "Well, I don't remember that." "Well, I'm surprised that that little girl is so big." "I don't remember me at all! But my big uncle has changed. Ah, Anger, what are you doing, how are you doing, how is the bell? "" Oh, to this place to Toya. It's going to be gone soon. Oh, Bahamut skewers, eat Is it delicious? "

Angelin closed his eyes and looked at them alternately. Toya is also amazed.

"Elf ... I saw an elf other than Morin for the first time ..." "... I know, Marie?" "I knew, or this guy came to my uncle when I was little. I forgot I was, but I remembered it well. " There are probably many visitors, and I don't think I can remember anything beyond that. ''

The two elves grinned. In the southern lands, far away from the elven territories in the far north, the commonality of kin appears to be sufficient to reduce distance. Marguerite and Morin, myself and Lucile, and it would have been nice if the reunion was such a smile, Angelin felt uncomfortable.

Either way, Percival has come this far. Then he stands in front of the Bergliff. This is not what I am doing now. And if you're a dad, you're fine. it must be no problem. Angelin muttered in her heart as if to tell her, she looked up.

"What about Arne?" "I was talking to some other guys. They had too much material to buy."

That would be better. We didn't come here in the hope of making a profit. Morin leaned mysteriously while chewing on the skewers.

"Don't you, Angelin-san? You're somewhat depressed. It was a big Venus." "Oh no, that ..."

Angeline muffled his mouth. Marguerite sharpened his mouth and poked his shoulder.

"What the hell are you going to be out of tune?" "Hmm, I'm sorry ... What happened to Lucille?" "Are you a dog beast?" Are they guys you know? I'll introduce you to me too. "" Hmm ... That's right. I'll see you again, then ... "

Angeline felt somewhat relieved that Marguerite's tone remained the same. However, Marguerite should have seen Percival up close. I saw him standing as if it were frozen. What kind of impression did she have on Percival? As Angeline felt squeaky, I heard someone cough from behind the divider.

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Casim and Percival were sitting beside the sleeping Bergryph.

"... Where have you been?" "I was hanging around here and there. I was the longest in the Imperial City ... Is you long here?" "... I don't count, but it's long Speaking of which, I feel like it's a long time. "" I see ... it was painful, isn't it? "

Percival frowned, crawling into his mouth.

"Gehoh ... but ... why now ..." "Well, Percy. You may not have forgiven yourself yet, but Bell should have forgiven you already? "I can't help it." "Forgive me."

Percival laughed strangely.

"She doesn't do it for anyone," "Percy?" "Isn't there something I want?" "He ..." Is a crystal ... "

Percyval stood up.

"Oh, dude, Percy"

When Kasim said something, Bergliff moaned and opened his eyes slightly. He stiffened his expression as if by Percival, and held the lip of his cloak and held his mouth down. Casim puts on the bowler hat again.

"How about the bell, how is it?" "Kassim ... No, it's strangely cold.

Bergliff tried to get up, but only to sit down as if the body was not moving. Percival reached out with a daunting face and reached for the Bergryph's forehead. Bergliff looked at Percival, somewhat stunned, with a stunned look.

"You are ...?"

Percival controlled Bergryf's attempt to wake him up, turned around the partition cloth with violent steps, and walked away fast. Bergliff flew his eyes and saw Kasim.

"He ... I feel nostalgic ..." "Hey ... I don't know? Well, they're old each other." "What ...? Hey, no way." "I'm going after a little bit. Yeah, that guy. "

Kasim stood up and went beyond the divider. Angelin stood with a stupid face.

"Mr. Kassim ..." "Ange, I'll ask for a bell. It looks sick."

With that in mind, Kasim ran with a guide. Angelin rushes into the partition.

"Dad!" "Gum ... Oh, Angers"

Bergriff wanted to get up, but he just lifted his body as if he had given up on his legs. Angelin succumbed to the side of Berggryf and succumbed.

"The heat is amazing, Dad. I have to sleep ..." "... I'm sorry."

Bergliff turned his back again and closed his eyes.

"Angier ... the man who was with Kasim ..."

Angelin was nervous, hoping that he would not hide anything.

"Yeah ... Percy, that's right ..."

Berglyph breathed greatly. The expression was somewhat relieved.

"It's a grimacing ... no guy with no specs." "Dad ..." "Ah, if you'd like, let's share a potion."

There was a voice from behind, and Angelin was surprised and looked back, and Morin stood. She holds a skewered skewer in her mouth. Berglyf squinted mysteriously.

"You are?" "Morin, hello.

Bergliff thought a bit, but immediately smiled.

"I'm sorry ... Isn't it okay to say something?" "Of course. Here's a friend who fights together. Toya." "Yeah, but it's amazing, parent and child and adventurer."

Toya, apparently looking from behind, said she was impressed, then suddenly gasped at the large sword standing against the wall.

"Wow ... great ... what kind of work is it?" "Um, elixir ...

Morin unleashed his luggage and began fishing. At that time, the outside of the building became noisy again. Another monster seems to have crawled out of the hole. Marguerite at the back looked into the window and then opened his mouth.

"It looks like he's here again. What do you do, Anger?" "... I'm near my dad." "Okay, I'll do that. I'll come." I'm worried about the email. "

Duncan carried a battle ax and ran with Marguerite. I swam at her eyes as if Toya was in trouble.

"Morin, what are you doing? Did everyone go?" "Wait a minute. Hmmm ... that's weird?"

Morin takes out various tools and arranges them, but no elixir comes out. Angelin laughed in spite of this situation. Bergliff lay down again and quietly closed his eyes, but suddenly opened his mouth.

"Angier" "What happened, Dad?" "... What did you think of Percy?"

I was excited. To be honest, I only have the impression of being scared at the moment. I asked Marguerite and it was a similar impression. I felt like it would be torn if touched. Seeing Angelin's muffled mouth, Belgriff smiled bitterly as he realized.

"Really, she's a brighter and more energetic guy ..." "... I want to see you?" "Oh, I've come here for that.

Bergliff smiled and hit Angelin's shoulder. Then close your eyes and soon begin to sleep quietly.

Angelin had been holding her father's hand all the time, but when she saw Bergryph fall asleep, she stood up with her mouth closed. I looked back and saw Moulin and Toya who were still fishing.

"Um, it's weird to ask such a thing, but can I leave it to my dad?" "No, it's good. "Would you go?" "... Dad's friend, bring me."

Angelin rushed past them and ran out.

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The sound seemed to disappear. I try to squeeze my throat, but I can't hear anything. The tip of my right foot seemed to burn. It was not pain. It looks like he's stuck in the fire. When I thought that the surrounding scenery was strangely distorted, a cry came out of my throat as if to pass through my ears.

「――Oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!

Below the knee. Hold with both hands. I felt the warm liquid dirty my palm. It feels sticky and sticks to the skin. The tip of the wet pants sticks on the feet. It was burning hot, but piercingly cold, and breathing was rough.

"Well, what ... what is ..."

An elf girl stuck her knees stunned.

"Oh, oh, oh ... my feet ..."

The brown-haired boy said with a trembling voice.

"Kah ... huh ... huh ..."

My scream stopped as my throat died. The red-haired boy repeatedly breathed shallowly as if his chest had been jammed. I was lying on my back. You should have been in the cave a while ago, but you can see the sky covered with clouds. The sunlight is weak. The shadow is thin. The escape scroll seems to be in time. My back is strangely cold, though fat sweat spreads throughout my body. But only his right foot seems to burn.

"Everyone was safe ...?"

The boy moved his face and eyes and checked his surroundings. There's a brown-haired boy who is about to cry, an elven girl with a pale face, and a hay-colored-haired boy who is stunning his buttocks. The red-haired boy stroked his face down while distorting his face with pain.

"I was glad ..." "Oh, the oilers ... but ..." "Oh ... what, what's up with my feet ...?"

The brown-haired boy shut silently.

"You must stop bleeding!"

An elf girl rushed in as I noticed. Take out the thin rope and tie it tightly under the boy's knee. Ah, from below, the crying face of an elf girl was reflected in the eyes of a red-haired boy who was strangely cool.

"It's not cold !?" "... It's cold ... it's weird ..." "Well ... this blood is so bad ... like this ... please, don't die ..."

The elf girl is desperately holding on to the wound where blood does not stop, while tears fall from her eyes.

"It's okay ... even your shoulders ... if you lend me ..."

To reassure him, the red-haired boy tried to stand. However, my legs are not strong. that's strange. I don't think this should be. Oh yeah. My right foot was injured. How long will it take to heal? In the meantime, don't bother everyone. I heard myself calling. A hay-grass-haired boy walked in with a staggering gait.

"Why ... why ..." "I'm glad ... I'm safe."

The hay-colored boy opened his mouth to say something. However, she suffered suddenly and was nervous, holding her chest down. I poke my knee while coughing painfully.

"Gogh! Gogh! Goghgogh! Chikusho, at such a time ... Chikusha! Stop! Geghogghgh ... Stop!

The boy took out the smell bag from his bosom and pressed it against his mouth. The effect usually appears immediately, but it doesn't work. I hit my chest many times with my fist in an irritable manner. Nothing could be funny, but the red-haired boy inadvertently laughed.

The eyelids gradually become heavier and my body sensation fades, but my feet are hot.

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When Kasim caught up with Percival, a battle had begun around Hole. Sewing in the meantime, Percival proceeds with a clear step. A large crab with a rough crust came approaching the ground with its thick and sharp feet. The shell has an eerie pattern like a skull. Percival made it two in the middle.

"Percy! Hey!"

Casim, who came after me, magically wiped out a nearby crab.

"What are you going to do? Where are you going?" "Get the magic crystal."

Percival then struck the crab again. Kasim reappears in his bowler hat as if he was stunned.

"Hey, are you going to perish? Bell doesn't get angry if you don't do that." "Oh, hey."

Percival laughed small with a strangely confused face.

"... I'm fine with my daughter, it's fine. That's enough. I'm not going to talk about it now." "No! Oira doesn't want to see if the bell is spicy or you are spicy! Hahahahahahahahhahahhahahhahhahhahahad been reunited, you should unload! "" Bell it's not because of you that you lost your legs. "

Casim stood as frozen. Percival looked back at Casim, pushing his scent bag against his mouth.

"I saw the foot that was gone earlier, I thought I couldn't do it anymore. I remembered the scene at that time, the smell of blood sticking my nose, and the sound of rough breathing. I couldn't settle anything. Absent"

Percival muttered, waving his sword and smashing the devil's debris on the blade.

"I should have died quickly, but I was afraid. I was saying that in my mouth a lot .. It's a comedy grass. "... I'm a coward." "No ... Bell hasn't lost her future, so you talked to Anger? Bell worked hard alone. You're gonna run away forever. "" ... And that's not all. I'm even against the bell ... "

The demon beast lifted his claws up and leaned over Percyval. Percival cut it off without any break and jumped towards the "hole". The cape flutters and falls into the dark. Casim opened her eyes astonishingly and ran to the edge of the hole.

"Percy!"

There is no reply. Kasim hesitated for a moment, but immediately put his energies into pursuit. However, earlier than Casim jumped in, he threw himself into the "hole" to overtake the figure from behind. Long, braided black hair fluttered, falling into a dark hole in a warm night breeze.