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

Gradually the wind turned into an autumn one. During the summer they were pleasantly felt, now stroking their necks cold and inadvertently pulling the hem of their clothes.

Living in Tornella feels winter at the height of summer. The only way is to get cold from there. So when the villagers reach the top of the summer, they start to prepare for the winter by putting their hands down. However, it can be said that all work in the northern country was originally for winter. Work hard in other seasons to survive long and harsh winters. In a remote village that is closed by snow, it is not possible to go outside for a daily meal during the cold weather.

Bergryf nodded satisfactorily at the wood shelf. It is full of cracked firewood. However, this is a delicate or survivable winter. Fireplaces are used not only for heating but also for cooking utensils. To avoid running out of fuel, Tornella also has a shared firewood storage area. If you can get the firewood in your place, it is the job of the village adults to prepare the firewood there. At this point, Bergglyph has a lot of paperwork and meetings. The operation of dungeons and guilds will be summarized next spring. The story that was only in each head is finally starting to move with a concrete form. Even though I just saw the building being built, I always felt like that, but when I talked about the management practices brought by Selenium and the guild system, I felt that feeling increased further. .

Bergliff thought about Angelin while organizing the area around the wood splitter. He said he was going to come before the autumn festival, so he should come back soon. Recalling this year that the rock cowberry was desperate to eat, Bergryf's cheeks became loose. No matter how big, Angelin for me is no different from the small Angelin of those days.

If Angeline returns, so will Anessa and Miriam. Marguerite may come. Bergliffe glanced at him, gathering the scattered pieces of wood and putting them in a basket. This is convenient to use for burning.

Over there, Sati is hanging laundry. The faint blowing wind was shaking them. Today the wind felt colder. In the morning, the blue sky was spreading, but now the flowing clouds are blocking the sunlight. However, the body still remembers the heat of summer, so it may feel like that. It is not this ratio in winter.

Hanging on the last one, Satie suddenly breathed in and rubbed her hands together.

"It is done?"

Bergliff said.

"Yeah, that's the last. Haha, it's cloudy when it hangs out ... the water is getting colder." "The summer is over."

Bergriff reached out and wrapped Satie's hand. Slender fingertips are gently cold.

"Oh, it's really cold." "Bell's hands are warm."

Satie smiled a little shy. Water work is starting to get stricter. The temperature of the well water does not change much throughout the year, but the wet hands quickly get cold. But now it's better than midwinter. From now on, it will get colder. They were holding hands for a while, but Sati looked around lightly and hugged Bergberg. Rub your cheek against your chest and breathe.

"Huh ... warm." "Hey, it's the same as Angers, this is it." "

Satie smiled and rubbed her back on Bergriff's back. Berggriff smiled and held Satie back, banging his back. Satie in his arms looked very delicate and small. When silver hair touches the back of the hand when it is turned on your back, you want to tickle it. The warmth of the body was gradually felt through clothes. In the first place, Sati glanced down and looked at the Bergryph.

"... It became a little warm." "Yeah. You have to look at the fire in the fireplace ..."

As he entered the house, Charlotte wiped his raised floor and looked up.

"Oh, go home. Did you finish your work outside?" "Yeah, this is okay. Shal, aren't you cold?"

Satie walks to Charlotte and holds his hand. Charlotte was shy.

"It's okay. I mixed the hot water a little. It's a bit cold today." "Oh, wise, huh.

Saty laughed and hugged Charlotte and stroked his head. Charlotte twisted as if tickled, saying "Mugyu".

Charlotte's hands were a bit rough because he did water and field work. The old white and pretty hands were like this, and Bergriff felt a bit bad. Did it become? " I think he is a strong child.

Tree vines are hung all over the house. Graham collects them every time he goes to the mountains and seems to be trying to knit baskets and collaps as one of his jobs during the winter. Charlotte and Mito knit a small but beautiful basket, as the Belgriffs taught Graham during his absence. There are many opportunities to use baskets, and if you can clean them, you can sell them to peddlers. Good for indoor work in winter.

Graham, Mito, and Bjak are out to the forest. Perhaps they bring their village children to collect fruits, medicinal plants, and tree vines. Percival and Kasim seem to be still hanging out. While helping out, they are still adventurers who are still unfamiliar with rural life. Haru and Maru followed Percival. Percival will do some rough play, hanging from your arms, being swung around, thrown and thrown. Bring them to twins who feel like they are going to be rampage.

Soon it will be noon. Graham and his colleagues brought lunch, but others should return. I have to prepare for the day. Knead the flour and let it rest, add firewood to the smoke of the smoked fireplace, add water and ingredients to the excess soup and stir. Cut the blue beans together with the pods and stew further. That's it for lunch. After that, stretch the dough when you eat and bake it with skillet.

At the end of the day, Charlotte went to Kelly's house to see the sheep. There seems to be a lamb that has been loved recently. After thinking a little, Bergryf brought a perforated bag and began mending. Sati begins to check bottled shelves, boxes of dried goods, and salted vases.

He worked silently for a while, but Sati opened his mouth.

"I don't like this and just ran out of my hometown, but now it's strange that this is adorable."

Bergliff smiled.

"Well ... this is everyday for me." "Hey, it's good. I didn't know when this was important when I was young."

Satie grinned and wiped the dust in the bottle.

"When does Anger return?" "I said that he would return before the Autumn Festival .... I think he's busy. He's an S-rank adventurer." "I want to see him.

Satie sighed.

"After all, that girl feels special." "Maybe ... Angers is special for me." "Well.

Satie returned the last bottle to the shelf and sat down next to the Bergliff.

"Winter is coming again ... Is Anger going over the winter here?" "I don't know.

Despite gaining unparalleled strength and reputation as an S-rank adventurer, Angelin is a spoiler forever. If you spend the winter in Tornella with your parents, family and friends, you will be glad to settle down. However, it is clear that it seems that it is growing little by little at the same time. He is trying to be independent, thinking like a spoiler. So, Bergliff decided that Angelin would like to go over the winter with him, or that he would leave Tornella at the end of the Autumn Festival, but either would accept it.

You can only hear the smoldering sound of a fireplace in a clean house. Occasionally the wind shakes the window. Listen carefully and you can hear sheep and goats singing in the distance. I heard a chicken. We sat side by side for a while. Satie leans on Berggriff, who repairs his bag. Satie looked down asleep a little, breathing small. Belgriff looked at Sati with a glimpse of whether he had really slept.

"Sati?" "... I'm awake."

Satie opened her eyes and looked at Bergriff. Then I said "n" and stretched.

"Huh ... I guess everyone is back. Oh, yeah. There was a little salt left, so I have to use it up."

He stood up and picked up a small vase that had been set aside. The contents are minced finely. While looking at his back, Bergliff shrunk greatly.

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Maria's house is a bit far from Orphen, so she doesn't feel like visiting casually, but she wanted to talk, so Angelin worked hard. I haven't met Ishmer, who had been staying at Orphen. I asked Yuri in the guild because I heard that she was going to get a job to earn daily money during her stay, but Ishmer seemed to have never got a job and she had no idea where to stay I was told.

By the time I came to Maria's hermitage with a sluggish body, I had passed noon. When you get off the horse-drawn carriage, dust is flying. Unusually alone. There was a little bit of work to defeat the beasts, and they were asked to get their help, so they went out there.

Angeline is out of work, but the other three are fine. It means that Angelin can't move, instead. Higher rank adventurers are a carefree job, but in that case they have to take precedence.

Angeline reloaded her luggage. The early autumn sun was dazzling. Lick your dry lips and walk slowly. Passing through a small village, beside a large building with white walls, there is a small wooden hermitage of Mary. When they came before, they were hanging out, but not today. That's supposed to happen, and Maria is sitting outside with a rocking chair out of the house. Maria, who basically does not welcome guests, is respected for her talent and fame, but also feared. If you look sharp and sullen, you will have to escape.

As Angelin approached, Maria opened her eye.

"Hmm, Angers ..." "Maria Grandma, sunshine?" "The sunshine is so terrible.

Maria said, holding her mouth and coughing small. Angelin walks in and rubs her back. Maria narrowed her eyes with a suspicious face.

"Are you alone?" "Yeah" "It's unusual ... are you in bad shape?" "Yeah ..."

Angelin sighed. Maria sat down in a rocking chair in a tired state.

"I'm just fine, I'm fine with my habit ... and why did I come?" "I can't sleep. Even if I sleep, I'm just tired of strange dreams and I'm tired ..."

Do you have a good medicine? Said Angeline. Maria wildly scratched her head.

"I can make a shit cat as much as a sleeping pill," "Milliy made it, but it didn't work ..."

Maria stood up awfully and went into the house. Angelin follows. The inside of the house was still dusty, but the doors and windows seemed to have been left open while Mary was sunbathing, and the wind felt a bit decent.

"Is it clean? It's unusual." "I just opened the window .... Look. It's too much.

Maria handed a small vial to Angelin. Contains a light purple liquid. Angelin wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it in a bag.

"Thanks, Grandma"

Maria sat down on a chair in the room and pointed her chin at the fire canister. Angelin begins preparing tea in the first place. Looking at his back, Maria said.

"It's weird if you're weak. What kind of dream do you want to see?" "I can't remember that ... but it was definitely a bad dream ..." "I don't know ... I didn't mean to be so tired, and I was worried ... Oh, did you know something about Solomon?"

According to Angelin, Maria suddenly gasped.

"Generally, I have a guess. Why are you with an elf mother?"

Angelin poured hot water into the pot and put it on the tray.

"That's amazing, grandma ..." "It's natural, aren't you stupiding me? Geho"

Angelin grinned and handed her a cup of tea.

"It's hard to get to work, but I won't do it ... I'll try to find out about Solomon." "I don't know anything if you look in one hand." "Yeah. So I came to Grandma. "

Maria suddenly breathed into Angelin, who said she was sick, and rinsed her tea.

"... I first looked at the relationship between Solomon and Vienna. I tried hitting a banned history book, an epic, and a prose, but apparently they cooperated to fight the old god." ... So why did you end up hostile? "" It's reasonable to think that Solomon, who gained power, grew and changed his mindset with Vienna. Vienna was a pillar of the Old God But he was fond of humans and was called the goddess of compassion. In light of Solomon's later brutal domination, he could be hostile. "

Indeed, false Benjamin, who was hostile in the Imperial City, also said that Solomon had desperate for humans and began to think that he had to lead people. They will not tolerate those who do not obey. But is it even hostile to Vienna, who should have been attracted to it?

"But, ni, Nika ..." "Nika Yuchishima?" "Yeah, and it says that they were attracted to each other ..." "But it wasn't finally tied. It's not unusual for a man and a woman to pass each other. "" ... That's a story of your experience? Did Grandma also pass? "" Noisy.

Maria rinsed her tea.

"... Anyway, they worked together, but the quality of the magic was the exact opposite: the white, pure magic of the elf, and the black magic that was able to create the Demon King while being human. Solomon has. It may be that he was attracted because he was the opposite, but ... he didn't get tied anyway. "" Um ... black and white of the soul? "" Yes. If you can successfully mix the opposite, it will be moderate: human magic is neither white nor black, so it makes sense that you, with the Demon King's soul and Elf's mother, were born as humans. "Oh, so ... I'm a human."

Somehow I was convinced. It was Angelin who was in a good balance of the opposite, which should not have crossed. Angelin drank a sip of tea and said,

"I knew something else ...?" "I have no idea about Schweitz's purpose. I don't know he's trying to escape and host himself, even if he's what he says is a success. "It's because you're a fool who's absolutely careless in that area." "I guess so ... my mother also said that."

Angelin said, leaning on the back of the chair and holding her hands behind her head. If you intend to treat yourself as a weapon, it has failed. In addition, they destroyed the imperial capital and even rescued Benjamin. That is why Schweitz's purpose has been obscured, confusing themselves.

Maria seemed to be thinking for a moment, but she turned to Angelin.

"... There was a collaborator in Schweiz." "Hmm? Yes, there was a prince who used the ghost magic, and an adventurer called Hector ... and a knight in the cathedral ... He died, and he seemed to have been manipulated by another, and then he was the third grandmother ... Um, was he the third son? I always seemed to be deceived. "" Other? " ,aside from that……"

Like, I didn't. Angelin folded her arms. Those guys actually fought, but I feel like there was someone else. Neither Schweiz nor Fake Benjamin created the strange space that set the stage for the last battle, as I heard later from Kasim. After going through the blurry memories, I finally came to the conclusion.

"... Yes, that's right. Salazar is a great magician. The prisoner who trapped me is the magician." "It's Salazar? Yeah, I change shape and say strange things. "" It means that he cooperates ... is it a space-time magic? It's a flow of events ... ?? Schweitz said that ridiculous theory ...? If you were grabbing something I didn't know about, that wouldn't have been the story ... "" Grandma? "

Seeing Maria suddenly frowning and muttering, Angelin shouted calmly. Maria looked up at Angelin, looking surprised.

"... I could think a little. Wait a little." "Oh, yeah. I understand ..."

I don't know what, but Maria seems to have grabbed something. Angelin was puzzled, but he doesn't mean he'll be back in a hurry anyway.

"... I can make tea."

Maria did not reply. I'm completely sinking into thinking. Angelin shrugged and stood up. Put old tea leaves in the pot and pour hot water.

The sun is tilting, and the evening seems to be approaching, with vermilion light shining obliquely from the windows. The eyelids were getting heavy as I was holding the steaming cup in my hand and blurring. This time of the evening becomes strangely sleepy. Though she was afraid to sleep, she gradually lost power from her body and suddenly Angelin was lying on the table.

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The smell of blood was sticking to my nose. As I was surprised and opened my eyes, I could see a stone wall reflecting pale light. It was underground. Cold and full of heavy air. There was no window, and a pale flame was burning in a small glass tube on the wall.

Look ahead and look back. A narrow space stretched as much as the hallway. There was a staircase going up in the back, and a little ahead was a turn.

I wondered where this was. It is a strange place. The floor on the soles of the feet was hard and heavy. The floor, walls and even ceiling are all made of stone. When the heels of the shoes hit the floor, I felt a loud noise, but there was no sound when I stepped on it.

Blood was splattering at my feet. It has not dried yet and has a peculiar nose smell. I feel sick. Silence hurts my ears. The sound of my heart is loud. Standing in a restless mood, I heard someone's painful breath. He looked up at his face and looked at the sound. I heard it from the back corner.

He took a breath, and walked out soon. No footsteps. It seems that the cold is transmitted to the feet over the soles. As I turned around the corner, there were a number of barred bars in the back. They were illuminated by similar pale light and looked wet as they reflected the light. Someone was moaning in the bar. She was a woman.

"Hah! Ah! Ah ... guuuu ...!"

I ran involuntarily and stuck to the bar. The woman is crouching. He disturbed his chestnut hair and writhing in pain.

What happened, please be firm.

Only the mouth moves. No sound comes out of the back of the throat.

"Thirteenth seems a little more."

There was a man's voice. Look there. Several people in robes stood, alternating between the paper in their hands and the bar.

"But it's hopeless. If it's a success, I'm not going to grow so far." "The abdomen grew in a month and a little."

You guys!

Anger rises and kicks the ground. I jump over and beat me down. However, they slipped through the bodies of those standing and rolled to the ground. The men are just looking at the woman in the bar without notice.

Why? And confused and look at both hands. There is a feeling if you hold it tightly. Even my feet are stepping on the ground. But she can't help the woman or beat the robe guys.

When I was stunned by too much helplessness, the space suddenly became distorted. I thought it was like a crack in the pottery, and suddenly a hole opened in an empty space and someone came out. The silver hair fluttered and glowed with pale light.

Mom?

It was Satie. As soon as he landed, he looked around quickly and seemed to grasp the situation in an instant.

"Now!"

Before the men in Loeb were ready, Satie was thin and flew one of his heads. It doesn't have a sword, but it's like a swordsman. Is there an invisible sword made by magic?

"Kisa-"

There was no mercy. He quickly murdered all the men in Loeb and ran up to the bar.

"Firmly!"

Yell and shake your arm. The iron bars were cut and scattered. Saty jumps in and places her hand on her shoulder. The other hand was applied to the bulging belly. The woman struggled and squeezed the hem of Sati's clothes.

"Ah, ah ... ta, help ..." "Okay ... because it's okay ..."

Satie sang something small with a desperate look. However, the voice of the woman's agony does not stop.

I can't even touch it. It slips through. I can't even call for encouragement. So when I was watching with frustration, the woman screamed a lot. The curled up body jumps up and slips. The swollen belly moved jerky. Something seems to be rampaging inside. Satie clenched her teeth.

"No! Please, calm down!"

The scream of the woman has stopped. His head drooped with a small sigh. His limbs are hanging down and his power is lost, but his belly is still unchanged and he is rampant.

「――Tsu!」

Satie jumped off quickly. Almost at the same time, something black and indeterminate came out of her belly. He could barely see his limbs and face like humans, but his length and thickness were disjointed, and he quickly lost his balance and fell to the floor. Blood scatters and spreads on the floor. It is a sight that cannot be seen directly. But I can't look away. Too sad and sad, tears began to seep into my eyes. The sobbing came in, and my nose got stuck and it was hard to breathe.

"Oh, Ruji ...? Aruji, what, this ...? 』

The black ones are muttering, and the limbs are moving slowly. Satie held her chest down with a pathetic face. He seemed to be breathing poorly, panting, suffering tears at the edge of his eyes, and staring at the struggling black object.

"I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ..."

When I said that, I thought I was down for a moment, I immediately spread and spread my hands. And swing it down like a sword. A number of slashes ran, and the black object was shredded. As it fell, it melted and spread into a viscous liquid. It becomes a two-color contrast of red and black with blood and is terribly creepy.

Satie struck her knees. Shake your shoulders and cover your face with both hands.

"I'm sorry ... I couldn't help again ... Uh ... oh oh oh oh"

She crouched as if by a dead woman and began to cry as if the sluice had broken. He didn't even notice that his clothes got dirty. Anyway, tears overflowed in that figure and I could not bear it. Sati's sorrow and suffering seemed to flow in addition to his own sorrow.

Mom.

I wanted to shout and hug me right now. However, the body that was supposed to move just before does not move, and the voice remains unchanged. All I can do is stand up and watch her cry.

Soon the cry became distant, and it gradually became darker in front of her eyes, as though she had a film on her sight.