My name is Tachiko Akasaka.

Regular high school girls everywhere.... was.

One day, suddenly, he was summoned to another world.

It was like a cartoon or a game, but an undisputed reality.

This world is at stake in the war with the Demons, and for that reason they crave their power of war. So they recalled the brave men from another world.

For to the valiant summoned from another world, skill is given by God.

The skill I had when I was summoned was' Sickle of the Goddess +2 '.

It was an excellent skill, derived from the god of war Athena.

Its effect is to cause any opponent to die a blow while conditional. They even work on immortal beings, regardless of the subject's characteristics, compatibility.

Conditional means that only those whose level is lower than that of the user himself.

Which means it won't work against someone stronger than me.

But my "Sickle of the Goddess" has the auxiliary effect of "+2".

Thanks to this aid, a blow death is also triggered on the opponent to some extent.

The auxiliary effect of "+1" is sometimes present, but "+2" is rarely present.

Thanks to this skill I received more than enough welcome in the other world.

Everyone I meet, starting with the king, admired me for being a brave man.

That's why I'm going to fight so hard in this world.

To save this world and someday return to the original world.

I thought so and started fighting, but life in the other world was far harsher than I thought.

Above all, this world was way behind the world I was in.

I'm not talking about dimensions like no electricity, no smartphones.

What I eat, what I sleep in, what I wear were unimaginably crude.

The staple food for the general public in this world is bread.

But I know, something crude that is not comparable to the bread I was eating in the previous world.

It's as hard as a mirror cake solidified in a kachikachi, and I usually lose my teeth from eating it.

I have no choice but to fumble with the water they serve with me before eating.

Tea, coffee and all that spilled stuff don't exist in this world.

Unclean, flea-flying bedding.

The pants and bras I've worn from the original world have rubbed off and become garbage, and the clothes in this world I'm wearing instead are rough enough to mistake it for a hemp bag.

Always stings when touching the skin directly.

They say that the majority of people coming from different worlds are unfamiliar with these harsh environments and die not far from debilitating.

Even when I was summoned to this world, there seemed to be about ten people summoned together, but how many of them would still survive?

Ever since he was summoned, he's been reassigned to various places depending on the skill each possesses, and he hasn't seen him again since that day.

Speaking of which, only one of them was diagnosed as "unskilled," but what happened?

I guess he's already dead?

With skills as good as mine, and cherished by the Kings for that matter, I always have to be aware that I am in a very limited and privileged environment.

Fight, fight, fight through.

for the people of this world.

Because I am a brave man chosen by God to give me skills!!

Something shocking happened that would smash everything in me like that.

Thanks to my "Sickle of the Goddess +2" skill, I was at the forefront of the war to fulfill my duties commensurate with that title, with the certification of the First Brave from the Kingdom.

The enemy is the Demon Nation.

Slash the monster that the demon clan is pointing at and lie down to the right and to the left.

The number of monsters was inexhaustible, and I didn't feel like I could see the end of it no matter how much I slashed it with 'Goddess's Sickle +2'.

It looks like it will last forever, a battlefield of chaos.

The clash suddenly stopped.

People, demons, even monsters, were suddenly distracted by what flew out of the sky and forgot to breathe

Dragon.

One of the world's two catastrophes, taught many times by the people of this world.

When you see it, you have to be prepared for death, until you are told. A monster among monsters.

Why did you go to the battlefield between the devils and the people?

Everyone in both factions was unable to move and stiff, tempered by the hegemony the dragons emitted.

You can't even run away from fighting.

Are you saying this is the power of the most powerful creature in the world, the dragon?

Being a brave man, I understand. I can tell just by looking at it.

Even I have the 'Sickle of the Goddess' skill to blow a subject to death, I can never kill that bucket of stuff.

The power difference is too great.

Even with an '+2' aid to fill the level difference from the subject, no, even with a '+100' breaking aid, it's not enough for me to kill that dragon at all.

I can be at least the strongest in this world thanks to the skills God has given me. I thought I had that hope.

Are you saying that the altitude of the mighty in this world stretches much higher than I imagined?

"… tell all the inferior races to stay on this battlefield"

!?

This is the voice of a dragon!?

Is the dragon talking?

"I am the daughter of the great dragon king Geiser Dragon. Grinzel Dragon vier. Now I am predominantly the saint Kidan '

Daughter of the Dragon King!?

Lord the Saint!?

What do you mean!? That there is still more than that dragon!? And not alone!?

"Today, I come to send back the impudent who shielded my Lord. I'm not dead. Mercy of my Lord."

That being said, the dragon threw about three people from his own hand onto the ground.

Is that the Demon Clan?

'I will tell all the lower races here. Demons, people, not apart. My Lord forgives me some disrespect because I am merciful, but I am not. My disrespect to the Lord is my disrespect. "

And the dragon threw up a flame.

To the sky, not to the earth.

But the flame is big enough to cover the sky whole, and the hot wind that broke out in the aftermath blows and flies with hundreds of soldiers from both the people and the demonic armies.

It's a brace to the sky, so that's about it, but if it was a direct hit to the ground, the two armies here have been wiped out five times in total.

"If you disrespect my Lord again, I promise you this brace will strike straight into the city where you live most. My Lord's name is Kidan the Saint! Carve that name in your heart and don't forget! Saint enemies can also be enemies of this Grinzel Dragon, Ville!! '

That's how the dragon left.

By its wings, while storming like a tornado.

Even after the dragon left, I couldn't move with relief for a while.

Like tens of thousands of other warrior soldiers.

I was proud.

I was so proud to be the strongest in this world that God gave me some good skills.

There are walls in this world too high for me to cross.

I guess one of the absolutes beyond that wall is that dragon.

And who the hell is that saint who can even follow that dragon!?

Saint Kidan.

Since that day, I have not forgotten the name for a day.