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

Belgriff woke up with a sobbing voice. The five-year-old Angelin who was sleeping next to me was crying while sleeping. The moonlight came in through the window and the room was slightly bright. Berglyf gently laid his hand on Angeline's stomach. Angeline opened her eyes thinly.

"... Dad?" "Oh, there are."

Angeline first glanced down and hugged the Bergliff. Bergliff smiled, gently stroking his head.

"What happened?" "... I'm scared, I saw you."

Angelin continues while pressing her face against Bergriff's chest.

"I don't have a dad. I'm alone ... I'm sorry." "Yeah ... I see. I was scared." "But it was a dream.

Angelin looked up at Bergriff and laughed with tears. Bergliff laughed and stroked Angelin's head.

"Can you sleep?" "I don't know" "Do you want to drink something?"

I say so and get out of bed. The lamp was turned on and the fireplace was lit. Leave the goat's milk from Kelly in a small pot and warm it. I put some sugar. Transfer it to a wooden cup when steaming begins and hand it to Angelin.

"Look, you're going to drink it." "Yeah!"

Angelin was happy to take the glass and drank warm goat milk while cooling.

"Oh, it's delicious." "It's good. If you drink it, you'll sleep."

Bergliff smiled and rinsed his goat's milk. Firewood sprang with a click. A line of smoke rose and was sucked into the chimney. Angelin was holding her cup in her hands, sitting on Bergriff's lap, watching the swaying flames, but eventually swallowed her last sip and got up.

"Let's go and ..."

After washing the glass with a sink and rinsing their mouths with water, they went to bed. Angelin clung to the Bergryph and squeezed the hem of her clothes.

"... Dad" "N?" "Dad isn't going anywhere?" "Oh. Dad doesn't go anywhere."

Bergliff smiled and gently stroked Angelin's head.

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When asked, Bergliff said he would pick Angeline without any hesitation. Lower the basket and adjust the position of the sword on the waist. My phantom pain is still a bit painful, but much better than before.

Angelin was the demon that robbed his feet. Surprisingly, Berglyph's mind was calm, knowing that. I thought I could be more upset. I didn't know why I was so calm, but I couldn't help it because I didn't particularly stir. However, it turned out that there was something that Angelin would be sad about. I thought it was my job to reach out to it.

"That girl is a gentle girl. I'm sure he's to blame.

Berggriff muttered. Satie sipped her nose with tears.

"I couldn't believe Angers. I was afraid of her, even though she was a mother ... Worst ..." "Good. It's not your fault."

Berglyf gently rubbed Satie's back.

"... Oira, what should I do?"

Casim muttered while holding her knees.

"Once in a while, I thought. If he wasn't there, if I didn't take the bell and go, I wonder if he was still an adventurer with four people. I wonder if I didn't have to do anything bad ... and my leg stopped, even though I knew that Angers was Angers. "" Kashim ... "

Satie suffocated and wept. It may be true. If so, they may not have had a painful past.

Nevertheless, Bergriff inspected the tool bag and carefully checked the base of the prosthesis. Then kick the ground and make sure there is no wobble. Should be fine. Berggriff nodded a little and then saw Graham sitting aside.

"Graham, you are ..." "... I can't win when I'm old.

Graham looked down and sighed. Then he presented his great sword.

"Take me. I can't move, but the guy is still full of energy."

The great sword groaned small. Bergliff received with a smile.

"Thank you" "... take care" "Belle"

Anessa carried the bow and arrow again. Has a mysterious face. Miriam is the same. Staring at the Bergryph, each with their own offer.

"We're going, too." "I don't know everyone's past, but Angers is a friend and a leader ..." "Oh, that's okay. No one has the right to stop you."

Bergliff smiled. Marguerite rushed there. It has a basket full of balls of yarn.

"I brought you!" "Oh, thank you.

Again, Bergryf frowned, saying that branch had the power to awaken the Demon King. The village seemed to be a bit upset, but there were no injuries because there were Yakumo and Lucile, three sisters of Duncan and the Bordeaux family, and adventurers who were escorting peddlers. It is Solomon's fear that it will affect children who are not here. Fortunately, it didn't matter.

Marguerite snapped his mouth and stomped on his feet.

"Are you ready now? Anger's Yarrow, I never forgive you for losing. I'm still gonna do that thing.

Marguerite is ready to go. Graham doesn't seem to stop. The three Angelin parties have nothing to do with the past. Such a figure looked reliable. Percival scratched his head.

"... Is it really good, Bell?" "What?" "Anger could be Angers, but he's also our enemy." "Yes," "I kept chasing him. I was still trying to follow him, in that way ... "" Percy "" What are you saying? I hated him and I couldn't help it. It didn't work because he tore us apart, but ... what was it?

Bergliff put his hand on Percival's shoulder and looked straight ahead at Percival.

"Angers is my daughter. It's the family and friends of everyone here. Nobody else."

Percival's face was suffocated, but then she gave up as if she had given up, and sat down with her arms folded.

"Do you get it"

He hit his cheek with both hands. He seemed to have taken the plunge, and when he let go he turned a little red.

"Don't go crazy about the old days! I don't know where you can go back then. It's hard to aim for the best future you can get right now!

Casim stood up and put on his hat again.

"Hey ... if the leader says that, it can't be helped!"

But she looked happy. It seems that the railroad crossing is on. Kassim himself is less likely to be as obsessed as Persival. Percival has coughed out after a long time and is taking out the smell bag.

The snow had stopped. But the sky is still pearly. In the low places, a gray shattered cloud is blowing fast by a strong wind. What happened to the lady in winter? Has the snow stopped, has it gone somewhere? Did she appear drawn by this event? Bergliff stood in front of the twisted space. The other side is dark. I don't know what is there. The holy sword is groaning. Miriam gasped.

"This space ... how long has it been open? Will it close suddenly ...?" "I don't know, but I have to go."

Anessa said. Marguerite nodded.

"I'm an adventurer. Go on an adventure!" "Fufu, Marie is nice."

Marguerite's unchanging momentum made the atmosphere a little more peaceful. Bergliff picked up Angeline's hair ornament, which had fallen to the ground. After squeezing it tightly, put it in a tool bag. Then he looked at Satie.

"... You're left. Bring the junkie home and ask the children."

Satie bit his lips.

"... maybe you can't come back? Do you know that and leave it to me?" "I'm sorry. But I think this is my role." Thank you for Angers. "

Satie smiled with tears in her eyes. Berglyf gently hugged Satie and hugged him.

"I'm OK. I'll be back." "I believe ..."

Satie gently kissed Bergriff's lips and left. Percival pulls out his sword.

"I'm going" "Oh" "Father"

Bergliff turned around. Bjack stared at the Bergryph.

"... I asked" "Leave it"

Bergliff smiled.

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It was a dark space. But strangely, I could see my feet. He just walks forward without any guesswork. No, I don't know if it's moving forward. It seems as if you are just stepping on the spot. Still I can't help moving my feet.

The smell of blood was still sticking in the back of my nose. It was unpleasant and uncomfortable, but I felt worthy of myself. Tears come from your eyes. I will never see my family or friends again. Even if we can meet, we do not want to meet. I was stealing the future of my loved one. Nevertheless, he entered the person and enjoyed happiness with a simple face. It could not forgive on its own.

"What is my daughter ..."

Muttered. The muttering seemed to stab the heart. I wish I could just kill my own life. I thought that too. But I was scared. Despite deep despair, she still had hope somewhere in her heart.

Don't embrace such a thing. Not worthy of yourself. There was a sign that something was crawling up from my toes and fingertips. When I saw it, it was dyed black like a shadowman. Oh, I see. I will return to the Demon King too. I was so convinced. That seemed good. That is better.

The back of my throat was tight. Was lonely. The back of my eyes was hot with the back of my nose flat. Tears do not stop. I can't see Dad again. I was sad and helped. No matter how much he told me that it was a natural reward, sadness never stopped.

It is good if you become the Demon King soon. Would this suffering and sorrow disappear if it were not Angelin? Forget about all your friends and family.

"……UU"

My foot stopped. I hit my knees and covered my face with both hands. Tears overflow. I hate it. I don't want to forget. There's nothing to forget. However, the warm memories turned on herself. It seems that I can scratch the back of my chest. It was hard to have a heart. The sobbing leaked, the tears overflowed, and I could not walk very much. She crouches and fills her face with a kid.

A black haze began to drift around it.

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The inside of the perforated space was dark. But you can see your body and your toes. It wasn't hot or cold, and there was no footsteps, so a strange silence wrapped around it. You can hear the breathing of your friends and the heartbeat of your heart.

It should have progressed very quickly, but Angeline hasn't seen Schweitz before. It's just a dark space that goes on forever. However, occasionally, upwards, a transparent, ghost-like object with a human outline was seen fluttering.

Bergliff looked behind. The thread is stretched all the way. Be wary and walking while hanging a ball of yarn. I don't know if it makes any sense, but it's mentally easy to get back home. I don't know if the length is enough.

For a while, the party was silent and proceeding silently, but soon they opened their mouths and talked about whether they could not withstand the silence.

"... You said that the events were converging?" "Yeah. I thought it was a story, but was this true? ..."

Kasim said and scratched his head. The story of what Salazar was saying in the Imperial City was not well understood by Bergliff. Even Kassim cannot help but understand.

It is true, however, that Schweiz was aiming for the perforation of the space caused by it. Why was that key Angelin? I don't know yet. Anessa said.

"... Ange is human because he was born from the elf's body with the Demon King's soul." "Who heard it?"

Kasim said. Miriam answers.

"Ange was saying that he went to see his aunt alone and heard him variously." "Maria said ... Is there credibility?" Is your child a human being?

Said Marguerite. Anessa crosses her arms.

"Um, the human soul is medium, it's not white or black ..." "Hmm ... it could be either. There are good and bad guys." I don't know how it's going to be ... Schweitz's thinking, all the troublesome things.

Kasim sighed and shook his head. Aside from the talking people, Bergryph squinted, watching Percival walking silently at the top.

"Percy ... Is it okay?" "Don't worry. Don't think about cutting Angers."

Percival said casually. Bergligh thought that this simplicity wasn't meant to be emotional. For more than two decades, he had been fighting for the Demon King in Angelin. Probably not easily divisible. Bergliff looked down and twisted his beard.

"... I'm sorry, but I can't afford this." "It's good. I can't help but be my own."

Percival sighed greatly.

"For me ... the anger and hatred of him was the driving force to live. It's devastating to have someone who can hate you without hesitation, but it can also make you clear where you stand .... what is he? I knew it was an opponent that could be chased without killing me.

Percival took out the smell bag and put it on his lips.

"... I don't think it's your daughter. I just don't have a hobby to kill my best friend's daughter. Where can my anger go?"

Percival said on purpose. It was painful and Bergliff could not speak. However, Marguerite appears from behind.

"Do you want to stop getting angry? You'll grimac indefinitely, and you'll be called a monster." "And that!" Percival shouted. "What the hell!" Marguerite shouted.

Percival frowned for a while, but opened his mouth and smiled.

"Hahahaha! Really so! How long will you be angry, I am"

Kassim blows out and laughs.

"I can't beat idiots, Percy" "Who's idiot!"

And Marguerite inflates the cheeks. The atmosphere was somewhat softened. In the meantime, the party goes forward. However, the surrounding scenery does not change. The atmosphere was subdued, but Pergival struck his back as Bergryf looked somehow ugly.

"You don't have such a face, Bell." "U .... Sorry."

Bergliff smiled. Then we went on for a while again. It is a space where you do not know if there is a ground, but it is much flatter. I used two more balls of yarn. When the rest was low, they joined together and joined them, but as they were, they became anxious.

Suddenly, something strange was coming. Little by little black haze was drifting around. Originally, nobody cares because the surroundings are dark, but its concentration is clearly increasing. The Holy Sword groaned greatly.

"――! Something is coming!"

Bergliff said. The party immediately prepares a profit and watches the surroundings. Amidst the haze, a number of dark, black figures were approaching. Kassim's magic blew off it as he was about to grab.

"The Demon King ... I don't think it's likely, but it's probably not my ally." "Hey, I was bored. Just right!"

Marguerite, too, shook his sword, slashing at the approaching black shadow. The shadows seemed to be lurking beyond the darkness. It comes here in a wandering movement like an undead. Percival blows five or six bodies together with a sword swing.

"I'm in a bad mood ... I'll let you go."

When the shadow was torn, it disappeared in haze. It was as if the haze had cleared up enough to defeat the figure. What is this? What kind of place is this space in the first place? Suddenly, Bergryf's phantom limb pain ache. The big sword in my hand groaned. Behind the thinned haze, I saw something kneeling. The haze seemed to swirl lightly around the figure.

"...! Anger!"

Bergliff shouted. The shadow striking my knees shook my body and looked at me. Certainly Angeline. She looks at her with a tearful look, with a frightened expression. He seemed confused.

"Anger! Come back! I don't want to escape!" "Yes! We're going to forsake us !?"

Anessa and Miriam shout. Angelin shook his head as if to cover his ears.

――I have no qualification to be with everyone!

Rather than being emitted from the mouth, the space itself sounded as if it vibrated. Marguerite roars like angry.

"Do I need a qualification! I won't allow you to escape, I'm stupid Anger!"

Marguerite swiftly dispelled the approaching shadow and ran towards Angelin. Angelin shrugged, frightened, and reached out to Marguerite.

-Don't come, Marie!

The fingertips, which were dyed black, stretched like a spear. Marguerite strips his eyes and dodges himself. Still, cuts ran on the skin and fresh blood bleed and flew. It wasn't what he intended, and Angelin looked at her palm as if she was embarrassed and looked down like a hurry.

"Temee ... I'll do it, I'll take it home and take it home!"

Marguerite was ready to re-hold his sword. But there was a strange sign from above. When I looked up, a particularly large shadow was looking down at the line from above. It's like putting a long hand on it and covering it over here.

"You're a new guy!"

Miriam's thunder roars, and an arrow with Anessa's technique explodes. Still, the shadows gained momentum and appeared one after another from the haze.

"Well, I want to shoot a big magic, but I'm going to involve Anger ..."

Kasim blurred as he fired the magic bullets.

"Belle ..."

Miriam glanced and saw Bergryph. Anessa is also looking at the bergryph.

"I'll do it"

Bergliff squeezed his holy sword and stepped forward. Angelin shakes her body.

--Dont come!

But Bergliff shook his sword. Breathe in, breathe out and go hard at the same time! And shake it down. Intense magical power blew out, and the shadows that had flooded the party were blown off at once. The light emitted by the sword and magic illuminated the area, and the shadows slowed down.

Angelin struggled, holding her head up, turned up her heels and ran out. It seems that the haze is deeper in the back. Run into it. On the other side, a faint hole was visible. They seem to run away. Bergryf kicks the ground at once and follows Angelin.

"Anger! Wait! I'm angry at you!"

Percival yelled and tried to follow Bergliff, but a shadow came in and his foot stopped. As the Bergryph passed through the haze, the sword's light became dull. The shadows emerged from the surroundings, separating the Bergryph, who flew out alone, and the friends behind him, as though Angelin was willing to reject themselves. Unlike the previous shadows, the haze does not fade when you defeat them. Rather it became dark and surrounded. My body seemed to be heavy.

"Damn, it's in the way!" "Bell!"

Bergliff looked behind as he ran. There is a shadow in between, and it's almost impossible for our friends to join. On the contrary, they seem to be even more encircled. It is not good as it is. Bergliff said with a large sword in his hand.

"Please protect everyone"

He turned his back and swung a large sword, and threw it out. The sword sticks to the ground, and the blade snarls and shines. The shadows have slowed down. Kasim peels his eyes.

"Bell, what are you going to do!" "He wants to see me. My father doesn't need any weapons to talk to her daughter."

With that said, we go in the direction Angelin went. The hole beyond the haze is smaller. Curiously, the shadows don't come to Bergliff. If this shadow is Angeline's will, she seeks her. I think like that. Percival slashes through the shadows and shouts.

"Hey! Bell!" "Wait for me. I'll be back!" "-! Stupid! Absolutely return! Two people!"

Percyval shouted and smashed the large hand that came out from above.

"I believe in Belle! We'll all have dinner!" "Belle, please!" "Please come back! With Anger!"

Kassim and the girls shout. Berggriff nodded and answered. The phantom limb pain gets worse as you progress. But Bergliff clenched his teeth. There is nothing like this.

Eventually, Bergryf disappeared. Percival swings his sword in the spirit of the fissure. Incredible swordswing has swept away the dull shadows, and the aftermath, or even the haze, has faded. The haze was clear, but the hole that was supposed to be visible had disappeared, and the wool that the Bergryph had hung had disappeared around here.

The holy sword grunted sadly. Drop your shoulders as if everyone was weak. Kassim tilted his mountain hat to his face.

"I went ..." "Uh ..."

Miriam embraced Anessa in tears. Anessa is biting her lips and stroking her back. Marguerite looked steeply at the hole. Percival muttered.

"... come back, I believe you."