Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

Oh, come on, seriously.

When I saw the face surrounding the table, I gave it to me.

Front of the table. The only member surrounding the table, except me, stood up and opened his mouth while it lit somewhere.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Naoto Fujido. Um... I'm embarrassed that I'm such a brave man. I have a little situation and I'm not used to the culture around here yet, and I've barely wielded my sword just for training, but I'm going to face any ordeal to defeat the Demon King. Nice to see you again. Level 15."

Dark-haired, dark-eyed, neutral-looking man. I hear you're eighteen years old, but you look younger because of your child's face. I have heard that I have been trained by the Knights for about ten days, but their standing was only rough enough to call it that of a warrior yet.

A level is like an indicator of combat ability, but a 15 is a level of beginner to intermediate.

But his essence is never there.

Saint Brave (Holly Brave). That's the name of his destiny.

Even if I were a member of the AZ Green Church, which boasts one of the best followers in the people's realm, I had heard some of the circumstances.

Dark Lord. It has already been ten years since the demon king Klanos declared war on the people.

The Demon King's army is strong. The subordination brings together a wide variety of demonic tribes and turns their fangs to people. The natural enemies appeared, and there was no way that the people who had not stopped rubbing the inner circle could counteract it, and the people who had become clearly disadvantaged year after year finally got their hands on the forbidden magic.

Hero Summon. The secret of AZ Grid Summoning a Heroic Enough People from different worlds.

The one who pays for darkness.

Hope against demons.

The ultimate weapon of humanity.

Saint Brave (Holly Brave)

A people with the most powerful vessel in the world summoned by secret art. That is this Fujido direct inheritance.

It is a chosen and existential being protected from the eight Spirit Kings and the Holy Spirit of the three pillars that exist in this world.

The position certainly does not belong to the warrior yet, but it would have to be because he was originally summoned from a peaceful world. Rather, I can even admire the fact that it has reached a level of fifteen, even after practice. If you're supposed to defeat demons, you don't get to a level. I guess an incredible blessing is made in that sense.

So, the reason I'm stunned is not immature hero eggs.

The problem lay with the other two brave party members.

Brave party. Yes, brave party. The four of you sitting at this table, including me, must crusade the Great Demon King Klanos, who commands the Demon Nation and aims for the extinction of mankind by divine order.

After we have laid down all the pieces again, the brave man sits down.

A woman stood up sitting next to her right as if waiting for it.

Blonde blue-eyed. Woman with no breasts but a very good face. Will the years be as good as Fujido's?

The slightly tight-eyed look is probably not because you're angry, but because you're nervous.

The magicians' triangle hats, which had been worn until earlier, were placed on the table and the brilliant hair was clearly visible. Hair stretched out to a perfectly maintained back is not first seen by civilians.

The wrapped brown robe is also the finest. It is a coveted product that is beyond the reach of mere sorcerers in relation to the price. The inner worn inside is also silk, probably bespoke.

The long wand about the height of the girl set on the table was embedded with the treasure balls of the Red Lotus of Fist, which was also a dish that jumped up the power of the Wizard.

The only thing that isn't the finest is a girl's strength. Blood muscles are, for once, of the highest descent.

"Rimis Al Friedia. Third son of the Duke of Friedia family. Wizard. As a matter of fact, I have had the experience of defeating demons. Greetings, brave man."

"What's the level?

I accidentally pointed a glance at my mouth, but I blurted to answer whether I thought it was the right question to ask.

"... ten."

Why are you lower than a brave man with no practical experience? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Shit, I didn't hear that.

Gear is the finest, but every move is amateur. The expression "boxed daughter" gets tight.

I can't stop my cheeks from tensing. Rimis lowered her back as she glanced at this one with a look like she could even see something creepy.

I don't even want to look like this!

The Duke of Friedia family is the kingdom's premier magician.

The original ancestor was a man also known as the Magic King, whose blood muscles have for generations demonstrated a high degree of aptitude for spiritual sorcery.

I had heard rumors that among the modern Sanko, there were beloved prodigies in spirits in women. Perhaps she is the son of the spirits in the matter.

I know you're talented. I get it. Okay. Okay, but...

A third member stands up while the subtle air remains.

She's a big woman if her breasts do it.

With blue hair...... and big breasts. My chest is too big and my gaze is drawn to my chest before my face. Or else it gets better with cracking. They're obviously thrilled to be wearing stiff inners that melee jobs prefer to wear.

The gaze of a brave man is drawn to his chest just like mine. Rimis stares at all the curses. Exactly, it is demonic.

The woman herself, I guess, has lived with that gaze forever. I frown a little, but I'll move on to introducing myself right away.

"Aria Lizarth. A swordsman. The genre is the Mixillion Stream. I'm still in training, but I'm honored to have been chosen as part of the Demon King's Crusade. I wonder how many minutes I'll be bothering you, thank you. Level's 20."

"Is your father Norton Reservoir, the sword king?

Ask questions as you look at your chest cancer. No, I don't want to see cancer, but I really have a gaze over there...

Aria hugged her arms as if to hide her own breasts and answered in a strong tone.

"Yeah. But it has nothing to do with my father and my strength. I know you're a great father, and I respect you, but when you deal with me, I want you to treat me as one person."

"... oh"

What the hell is this member? I see malice.

Daughter of the Sword King, level 20? Mid-level, right?

Bring him in, Father. Moreover, even though she is the daughter of the Sword King, Mixilion Stream is not Pramiya Stream Swordsmanship.

Though the two major schools of swordsmanship, it stinks somewhere around the fact that the Supreme Master of the Pramian stream is his father but chooses a different one.

He is the real son of a sword king with a ridiculous legend that he fought hundreds of demonic armies on his own. I know you have talent per se, but to take on the heavy responsibility of crusading the Demon King... you are too weak.

Daughter of the Sword King to the third son of the nobility.

Even if we cannot help but say that the level of bravery is low, we have to decide that we are unwilling.

The average level of the three is 15, 15. How many parties have a higher average level than that even when looking for them in Wangdu?

And it is the Demon King who has been exploring and drilling demons for years without hands or feet.

No matter how much, at this average level, the Demon King Crusade just seems like an act of suicide.

I looked up at this one with a raised eye to see if it was bad that I asked the level and watered it down.

"So... what's your introduction?

"Excuse me, can I call you for a second?

§§§

Az-Greed Sacred Church.

Special heretical extermination church (out Crusade).

The proudest religious system of the people, dedicated to the god of order AZ GREED.

It is the name of a proprietary organization that undertakes the annihilation of a one-of-a-kind demonic clan among them.

For the convenience of the organization, some information is hidden but its existence is never illegal.

The main task is to pay for the darkness that enmities people.

The doctrine of AZ GREED contains the annihilation of the demonic tribe, and special monks, including me, with the protection of the God of Order, have the skill to fight the darkness.

The Holy Brave, the secret of the "Hero Summon", which allows summoning from different worlds, which began in the first place when Fujido Naoto came to this world, was one of them, and it was only natural to send personnel for it from the Church beyond defeating the Demon King, the natural enemy of mankind and master of darkness.

Especially a common monk (Priest) specializes in an enchantment ceremony that includes restorative magic and physical enhancement, and a junctional technique that begins the generation of sanctuaries that temporarily turn away the darkness in the magic realm, and it is the usual means of involving at least one person in a general mercenary party. A magician without God's protection also has the art of recovery, but it is inferior to a monk with God's protection - one or two steps to Priest. It's not about being here or not. It's about party morale.

It is in a way a liver of the party, and so it is also plausible that the AZ GREED Sacred Church, when crusading the Demon King, dispatched one out Crusade - one with combat experience - with a particularly small number of certain Priests.

Step out of the tavern where I was face-to-face. Though during the day, it turns from air mixed with hot and liquor to fresh air for a breath.

I took the black stone earrings out of my pocket as it was and put them on my right ear.

It is a magic prop for communication. It is a very handy magic tool that allows you to communicate with waiting members in a specific position by putting magic on your ear. Although expensive, it was basically one distributed to Out Crusades, where outdoor activities dominated.

I don't know why the naming is' phone 'even though it doesn't use electricity or anything. There are rumors that it is because similar items in the inventor's hometown are such names, but I am not sure if they are true or false. I don't care.

Almost simultaneously, when I pass through magic, I realize that communication has been connected.

It's an operator waiting at the Church's main mountain. The less mechanically dissuasive voice is the familiar voice I have exchanged many times since I became part of Out Crusade.

Regular battlefield, no matter what time you die. Due to your duties, you are always connected 24 hours a day.

"Good morning, Ares"

"Connect me to Cardinal Craio."

"... Got it. Please wait."

The Cardinal is the second-largest position in the Church.

Among the few who can be seen directly by the pope who exists the Five, Cardinal Craio is the head of the force management, starting with the monks (monks) held by the Church. It was the Pope who decided to summon the hero, but the steps and execution of it were all in the hands of Cardinal Craio.

He is also the ruler of Out Crusade, whose standing position is obscure, and the man who made the decision to send me as a courtesy of the brave.

Not long ago, I heard Cardinal Craio - Lord Sage (Seiai), Craio Amen.

He is an extremely young man among the cardinals with an average age of nearly sixty, with the exception of some. Probably not thirty yet. Its voice color is mild, and when you're talking, you're going to feel safe, but the talent that ran up the darkness of the charming church faction feud without a back shield never belongs to the ordinary man.

Calm low voice.

"Is something wrong? Ares."

"Something may or may not have happened. What the hell is that member!! Are you sure the kingdom is willing to defeat the demon king!?

Practically inexperienced braves… are too weak, even if they have no choice but to be allies and attacking needy Mages (Mages) and Swordsmen (Swordsmen).

Intermediate class demons at best... orcs at best.

No, let's be honest.

I'm still stronger at 'Priest', which is supposed to be mainly about aiding and recovering compared to those guys. Equipment was a pretty good business, but equipment doesn't determine strength.

Both Remis and Aria would still be in their mid-teens. At his age, the level may be higher, but such a thing is no consolation. Improving combat skills requires experience. They were just primary stones now. If you polish it, it glows, but you can't afford to just polish it.

"Hmmm... both the Magic Leadership and Kenbuku said they sent the best talents of mankind..."

I'm not mistaken. I'm not so familiar with the sword or the magic guide, but I guess I'm not mistaken.

But...

"First of all, the Wizard was Friedia's daughter"

"Hmm... Limis Friedia... the Duke does what he thinks he does..."

Bite your anger to the calm tone you returned.

"The level was... only 10..."

"The only daughter of the Duke of Lloyder Friedia...... she's a boxed daughter, so that would be a low level. He's a fool. Every time I see him, he brags scatterly. Although it is true that the feelings of parents who adore their children are a kind of virtue..."

Hey... don't get it out of the box if you're a boxed girl!!

If Priest is the key to recovery, Maggie is the key to the attack. No matter how resilient you are, the Demons can't defeat you if you don't have enough Attack. Especially the superior Demon Clan, which often has a high ability to regenerate.

So most parties require a magician next to a monk. It can also be said that the party leader's arm shows how highly skilled users can be in those two roles.

"But yeah, did you come out with Remiss Freedia... that's unexpected... I didn't know that man would let his only daughter go on a demon king crusade..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Even if he was of the Duke's blood, he cannot defeat the Demon King in his position.

Remis, Aria, and I have a change, but not the brave ones.

A different world summons is a secret technique of twisting and bending the order of the world. I hear you used a massive amount of magic that you saved up on a decade-long basis to summon Fujido Naoto. The second time probably - there won't be.

I'm not good enough to say anything about world peace myself, but if Fujido Naoto dies, it will be the healer of the Brave Party, and it will be my responsibility. Of course, I would be dead too when Fujido was in a state of death, but the eyes of public condemnation would fly all the way to my family. That's all you have to avoid.

Says Cardinal Craio in a calm tone that embarrasses him.

"I'm sorry, but each member of the Brave Party promises to elect one person at a time at Kenbu House, Magic Leadership House, and Church. In relation to rights. I can't talk out of this one. If you have a foot job, follow him."

No. That's not true.

I don't have a toe. There's nothing but "only" legs.

"How about a swordsman? Norton Reservoir, the sword king, said he would confidently send out a first-class talented swordsman..."

So I want you to focus on your strength at this stage, not your talent...

"She was Norton's daughter..."

The moment I said that, I heard a coughing noise across the phone. Calm men are rare at all times.

"Hmm... duh, duh, duh... duh, duh... well. Is that what you came for..."

"Oh, at level 20...... my chest was huge"

Instead, I only look at my breasts and I don't remember what kind of person he was a bit.

Wouldn't hanging like that slow down the movement? No, I wouldn't be in trouble if they told me that...

"Right...... no, I know. I've seen him before."

"I need more information."

"... right. It's not good to be caught in preconceptions, but it's not good to have no information...? Aria Reservoir, in a nutshell... seems to be my wife and daughter..."

Transferor...... daughter!?

It didn't look like such a position... or I don't need that kind of information...

"Norton seems to be burning his hands too...... he saddled into the Mixillion Stream, reluctant to inherit the Pramia Stream Orthodox Sword. Norton says he's talented.... of the Pramian style."

"... what?

I don't know what that means.

Pramia Liu Orthodox Swordsmanship and Mixilion Liu Swordsmanship are a genre of swordsmanship contending for one or two places in the kingdom, but their systems are completely different.

In a nutshell, the sword that protects and the sword that attacks. You might think swordsmanship is the same for anything, but those two are completely different.

In the Pramian stream, shields are as important as swords and always use shields during training, but mixillions do not use shields. That's all the difference, one foot carriage makes a very big difference. What is recommended in the kingdom is the Pramian stream.

I'm not saying that the Mixillion Stream is inferior to the Pramian Stream, but what does it mean to hate it and replace it?

And what are you going to send a woman like that to a brave party? Besides, if you're strong, you can still tell, but you're level 20, level 20! It's an outrage!

The brave man who has just been summoned cannot help it. I can't help it, but the latter two are unacceptable.

What are both the Magic Academy and the Kenbuku Academy thinking!?

You don't have to give out the raw stones, you have a great martial artist with far more experience!!

What we're about to enter is a true demonic realm of mankind, where even the grass trees are attacked and turned into demons! We're not going to a picnic!? You know what I mean!? If you know what I mean, it's better. Come on!!

Are you so understaffed!!

And again, a healer is not the right job. No matter how hard you try, if you can't recover in time and your people die, it's the healer's fault.

In this case, it's even worse. Members are daughters of the brave and the duke, daughters of the sword king.

If one of you dies, maybe I'm a guillotine sentence.

Cardinal Craio weighs in on profits, so it's a delicate place to protect me. If I don't have to take responsibility for it, I'm the only man who's gonna kill me.

"Duh, I... what do I do?

"... well, there won't be a big difference where the foot hands have changed from one to two. I will try to exert pressure, but the Church and the Magic Leadership, Kenbuku Hospital, are completely decentralized. Don't expect results."

"Huh? Seriously? Do I have to keep doing this!? I don't feel like I can take it down!?

I feel like if I run into a herd of oaks at my current average level, I'll be wiped out.

Rub the earrings that have run out of communication. but Craio will never come out again...

Still stunned, I removed the earrings and put them in my pocket. Rub your forehead and unwrap your expression.

Seriously......

I was able to predict to some extent, but do I have to do it from level up......

§§§

"... please wait... ha..."

"Ah, welcome home. What's the matter with you? I think I'm tired..."

Fujido speaks in a slightly more frank tone than he introduced himself earlier.

Right. Am I tired... that would make me tired!

You were having some conversation while I was gone, the air on the table is slightly looser than earlier.

A busy boxed girl raised a slightly dangerously mixed voice here in a great tone.

"Look, if you're done with your errands, just introduce yourself! The sun's going down!

"Oh...... my name is Ares Crown. A priest of the Church of AZ GREED who will take part in this journey as a Priest. The level is -"

Hold your mouth there. Three suspicious faces.

Honestly, it doesn't taste good. How come the average of the three is fifteen? It's too different from me. Honestly, they'll pull it off, and they'll undermine the confidence of the braves. Above all, mental gaps arise when people think they can rely on them at times of need. You have to avoid it.

Fortunately, only the clergy can measure levels, and this party means me. I'll put as much on it as I want to lie.

The doctrine of AZ GREED defines falsehood as vice, so the original priest does not lie when he is gripped in the heart. There is no doubt about it.

I got a little lost and decided to just say the last digit.

"Level three."

"Three? Just three? Hey, that's how you can use healing magic (heels)!?

... Well, even though I can't help it because the level I said is level, don't be angry when only 10 levels of Mage mentor tell me.

"Oh, healing (heel), state anomaly recovery (recovery) and level measurement can do the role of healer as a whole. Don't worry."

"Oh, yeah... well, I hope you're not hurt"

It was a totally untrustworthy eye.

The magic of recovery is tattooed by the Pope. That may sound awesome, but taking it in the face of Out Crusade, who continues to hunt heresy for loneliness. Recovery magic was also one of the most important skills.

I'm looking at a weapon that Fujido is standing next to me because it's rare.

A weapon with a pattern head of a thickness that can be gripped and a thorned iron sphere the size of a brave man's skull.

The doctrine of AZ GREED basically prevents a monk from holding a blade. It's a lowly doctrine, but that's what religion is all about.

In fact, Out Crusade is allowed a blade to hunt heresy, but for the convenience of my duties, I hide most of my standing positions, so basically, the weapon that I can see is a strike weapon like this weapon... "Mace".

It appears to be a slaughter weapon. In fact, it is covered with metal endowed with holy power, a weapon that has a particularly high effect on those lurking in the darkness.

"This is mace... you're a monk's weapon... because monks can't have bladed things. Well, it's close to the wizard's 'wand', which can be used as a blowing weapon but amplifies the healing magic effect one way or another. It's a protective weapon, so basically don't think I'm gonna use it."

"Oh well... that's a fantastic monk..."

Seeing an iron sphere full of thorns, Fujido sips a sawdust.

I don't know what's just right and what's fantasy, but, well, that would be good.

It's powerful enough to crush a knight with every armor, but I'm not going to use it to attack. Some tools are easier to carry if you just amplify your healing magic, but if you don't have a weapon, it's easy for demons to target you...

Rimis says, "Don't put it with a slaughter weapon like that, a cane..." But even a cane can be used as a blow weapon if you mean it. As long as you have muscle strength, you can destroy it as easily as armor. If the wand doesn't break, though.

I was looking at this one when Aria said something, but I couldn't dare because if I turned that way, my gaze would really suck into my chest. Daughter of the Sword King, if you lose your hand to desire, you will be torn to pieces shortly after screaming at her father.

Fujido coughs once and closes. He looks like a grown-up guy, and he's a pretty good guy to do it.

"Well, whatever, let's all defeat the Demon King! Nice to meet you."

"Let me show you the true spirit of Freedia's guide, brave man."

"As immature a sword as it is, let us leave this power to His Majesty the Brave. Let's defeat the Demon King together."

I sighed when I saw a face full of motivation.

Well, the biggest factor in party dissolution, relationship issues, doesn't seem to arise.

Should I just say I was lucky there?

In the light of everyone's gaze, I will only say one word and make a statement of confidence.

"As God wills"

At this time, I thought my current condition was the worst in my life.

I didn't know there was more than that... there's only one thing I can say.

This world is fucked up.