Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

View the inn that the village chief took with courtesy.

It's a three-story inn built on a street facing the main street. I didn't originally plan on staying here, but I have no choice but to have a powerful demon out there.

It's just not as beautiful as Wang Du's inn, but it's too fine for a party to stay in. It has a bath, and some beds without bugs gushing.

If you get used to this luxury, you're going to have a hard time. But that's not where I know.

Asked where the room was at the front desk and walked into the room and the first thing that came into my eyes was the face of some faint brave man.

Looks like they took two rooms, but now they're all gathered in my Fujido room with me.

Fujido, who noticed that I had come in, surrounded the round table and spread the map, gives me his face.

"... have we talked?

"Oh... thanks to you"

I did everything I could.

The hunter party leader I asked for, Tomas Gregory, promised me victory.

The auxiliary demon cannons (buffs) were also kept in mind, and the average level of the Tomas and the others was 40. Even if the opponent is a dragon, he should be able to defeat it without so much.

Conversely, if they cannot defeat us, we will have to ask Wang Du to send the Knights.

"I was pleasantly agreed to a party of awesome hunters. They'll be crusaded tomorrow."

"Yes..."

There's something you'd like to hear, I thought they'd say a lot, but Fujido didn't say anything.

You could take that as a benefit or a bad one, if it was enough to explode all at once later, you'd better get a little dissatisfied......

On the other hand, those in the remiss next door obviously don't try to hide their dissatisfaction.

I complain even more now as I busily wipe the handle of my wand with a cloth.

"... Nao said we were going to crusade... I can't believe he asked another party..."

"... Nao?

Tilting his neck to a name he was unfamiliar with hearing, Aria, sitting next to him, sighed.

The air is heavy somewhere because of earlier firmness. I have a feeling that everything is crazy because I ate and hung up on the remiss. Without that, the moment the village chief cut out the request, the atmosphere would have been a little softer.

No, it doesn't change?

"... I'm talking about Naoto Fujido. In the world of direct succession, Fujido is the last name, and direct succession becomes the name."

"Oh. So you're Nao, the direct (and still connected). Should I call you that, too?

Apparently we got along pretty well while I wasn't watching. Fujido glanced at me with a thin blurry look somewhere.

"... oh. Whatever you want."

"Hey! Don't ignore me!

A rugged remiss of expression about what you don't care about. It also stinks of trouble to deal with them.

Sighing, he threw the cloth bag he had brought out onto the table and took off the jacket he had been wearing from the top of his coat.

Fujido looks up at this one in the bag thrown out in front of him.

"Ares, what is this?

"It's a weapon for the lady there to use. You can't let him hit you with a cane."

Mage's lack of durability is less than Monk (Priest). The level is at the bottom, and if you put it out on the avant-garde, you could get seriously injured with one blow.

If, in the unlikely event, you kill the Duke's lady, they will undoubtedly erase the charcoal.

As he put his jacket on the coat hanging, he lowered his hips on the remaining chair and took it out of the cloth bag.

It's an L-shaped machine. A mid-range weapon with a trigger in an elongated cylinder that uses the help of gunpowder to fly metal bullets. It seems to be popular these days because it can be handled by even those who are weaker than bows, and there were many kinds of them in the weapons store as well as the pedestrians handled them. What I have bought is something that the most powerless of them can use.

Nao's expression turns into the machine in front of him.

I opened my eyes wide and squealed pompously.

"Gun...?

"... what, does Nao know"

"Well, I know... but..."

Knowledge.

Looking at the specular Fujido in a weird place, I tried to hold up the gun I had just purchased at the weapons store - the grip of a revolving pistol.

Made of metal but with a late weight and an indescribable ominous look that you can feel from a black-painted barrel.

The weapons store has taught me how to use it. I've heard rumors for a long time, but I've never held them in my own hands in this way either.

I can shake out the cylinder in front of the barrel with unfamiliar hands and carefully put in the bullet I bought separately.

Rimis looked at me with a creepy look on his face.

"... what, that?

"It's a weapon called a rotary pistol. In this way, a metal bullet is loaded and the force of the explosive powder is exploited and ejected by pulling the trigger. It takes less strength than a bow, and even amateurs can use it easily. Whether or not you're going to hit me sounds different..."

But it seems that the power is no big deal, so it will only be for protection. It's a better level than hitting him with a cane.

You can't defeat demons by the power of gunpowder. The arms dealer talks about how they are devising but still not powerful enough, such as making bullets out of blessed silver that is effective for demonization.

With the help of gunpowder, the noise is loud, and the range is below the bow. It's hard to avoid because of the speed, but if it's not fatal, it doesn't make sense.

Especially when it comes to demons around here, you can kill them if you shoot them in the skull in a row. Well, it seems like it could be used for about traction, but it's basically for stabbing a stomach. You can't beat a demon to death with a cane.

"... what do you want to do with it?

A remiss I ask as I pull my cheeks together.

"You use it."

"What? Why me!? I don't want to! I am Mage!? Spirit Demon Supervisor (Elementary)!?

Don't complain to me that you only have a contract with the spirits of the fire system, you seemingly non-magical mentor!!

Seal in the curse without speaking out, and stare at the remiss. Try and pretend to be calm.

"So, you, how are you going to fight in the woods? You're not gonna use flaming magic in the woods, are you?

"Uh... well, that 's-"

I guess I didn't think of anything, throwing my gaze at the mundane, Nao and Aria, but there's no way the two of them have the answer.

Originally, it was his role to think about it.

"If I burn the Vale forest, it will definitely be a problem. Are you going to let the famous brave man bear the sin of arson in the woods, etc.? Yeah? Remiss, what do you think of the lady?

"Yeah... yeah... hey... yeah! You just have to sign a contract, with the other spirits! That way we can use the magic of other lineages."

Remind me to start saying amazing things about my misery.

I told him to sound as cynical as possible.

"Well, let's get you a contract."

……

Even I know the logic of things.

The fact that Friedia's courtier, the elementary landlord, has only signed with the Fire Spirit.

It's a ridiculous project, but if you think calmly, there's no way there's no reason there. Rather, it is reasonable to assume that there is a reason why the power and money of the Duke of the Kingdom of Lukes cannot be used for anything.

On the contrary, how good would it have been if this had been the reason for your daughter's impatience.

Shut up and look down at me, and Rimis says nothing and bites my lips and stares at me.

Nao stopped us there with a big sigh.

"Ares, I don't like your mouth. Remis, too, is dangerous to relate to demons without weapons. I'll use it. Leave it unused, it'll be good enough to carry around. Because you got it."

"... if Nao says so..."

Exactly. Remis, too, seems to hear the words of the brave.

Taking the revolving pistol out of my hand as if it would snap with a fluff, my arm swam louder in the universe than I expected.

This guy... you're really powerless.

Nao reaches out in a hurry to see how it looks. At the same time, Rimis' index finger accidentally pulled a gun trigger.

"Hih!?

"Ah..."

"Huh!?

A remiss that opens her mouth pompously to a blue screaming nao. To Nao's screams, Aria takes a short breath.

I realized that I had forgotten to explain one thing to the Trinity.

"... Fine, I forgot, but they won't get a bullet unless you raise the shooting iron and then pull the trigger. Well, you might want to try shooting it once, whether you want to use it or not. Whether you use it or not."

"... Ha... Ha... Bi, I'm surprised"

Breathe on your shoulders, brave man crawling on the floor.

He's not even a big weapon, but that's a much exaggerated reaction...

I couldn't stop buying in a hundred rounds of ammunition. It's cheaper than an arrow, but unlike an arrow, you can't reuse a bullet you used once.

I'm a gold-eating bug, so I want Rimis to be a force for war as soon as possible.

Nao regains his composure and continues where he takes his seat.

"At first we fight in the shallow layers of the Vale Forest. Even if Remis doesn't help, Aria and Fujido...... we'll be able to fight enough in Nao. If I get hurt, most of my wounds will heal me."

The protective equipment is superior. It's unlikely you'll get a big scratch if you don't get as far back as this.

Fujido Naoto's fighting power is completely unknown, but Aria Lizarth's swordsmanship can be quite expected. Lizarce is a martial arts family. Mastery of swordsmanship would be so essential as to speak of a woman. I am anxious that I am using another house genre, but I can't help thinking about it now.

The only remiss that seemed completely useless in the first war roared like a rabid dog.

"Oh, I can't believe it didn't help, you're rude!

"Well, what good does it do?"

The Mage is basically powerless. The cause has not yet been elucidated, but in a passage it is said that it is because powerful magic inhibits muscle strength development.

Even though it was unexpected, the lady whose hand swims by the weight of the gun won't even be allowed to carry her luggage.

I'm very worried you have the strength to walk right through the woods.

To my inquiry, Remiss stares in tears and regrets.

I heard him whining in his mouth, "I can start a fire or something..." but I guess I didn't think that was the real thing about the elementary myself. I didn't say it clearly.

If you attack too much, you'll likely use the Fire Spirit in the woods...

"Did you replenish the supplies?

"... no"

What were you doing while I went to talk to the mercenaries?

... well. I didn't say that.

"Then the first thing we need to do is replenish supplies. You can get some in the woods, but take the water and food to a minimum. This time there is already something that we have kept from the state, so there is no need for replenishment, but don't cut the kind of restorative and antidote. Poisons and wounds can be cured by my healing magic, but I don't know what's going to happen on the battlefield, so I need to always have a minimum of medication for each."

It is the Iloha of demon hunting. Nao shrugged at the pretense as he was courteously teaching him what he knew even as a freshman.

"Recovery magic......"

The face that was looking down rises slightly.

I had those eyes and eyes. The shady black eye is far from here on the other side, in some countries it seems to be a symbol of holiness.

Such rumors shook my mind.

I stared at this one and Nao asked.

"Recovery magic... can I remember it too?

"I can remember."

I don't even have to think about it. Answer immediately.

Sacred art (Holly Play) is not magic, although you may not feel the difference from the average person's point of view.

Its essence lies in prayer for God (pray). We priests beg for miracles by praying to God.

Perhaps the prayer of the brave man with the greatest protection in the world is easier to reach God than anyone else.

Originally, only priests who have increased their affinity with God through years of prayer can handle that miracle, but with the qualities of brave men, they may be able to extremes witchcraft, prayer, martial arts, and all of them.

"Are you interested?

To my inquiry, Nao shuts his eyes quietly.

The loose thick clothes followed his breath slightly up and down, eventually slowly opening his eyes.

It's as if you've decided on something belly.

"... there is.... can you tell me?

There's no reason to say no.

Versatility is the strongest weapon of the brave.

If the brave man himself could heal or assist, it would be a powerful weapon in the Demon King's Crusade.

Also, sacred art has a short range. Recovery magic range to the middle is about ten centimeters at best. The auxiliary magic is the same.

With more prayer bearers, the stability of the whole party is increased out of step.

Well, my auxiliary magic lasts hours, so I may not have a use for it...

To my answer, Nao lifted the edge of his lips slightly with a tense expression.

It was a terribly distorted thing, but maybe that was the first grin I was directed at from this brave man.

But what swirled in my chest about it was an emotion I couldn't possibly call fear or guilt.

Straighten your gaze to the two remaining party members who are magically looking at this one so you can be pressured by a smile.

"Nao is a brave man who has just been summoned and is still immature in skill and power. Both Remis and Aria should be taught what they can teach. We are... lots of students."

Do you succeed in crusading the Demon King or do you fall in the middle of your mind in the process? There are only two paths left for us.

Unconsciously, he was touching the ring of his left hand pharmacopoeia, a sign that he was the payer of darkness.

That's half my life itself.