Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

Ex.

It is a sword with the power of light, known in the name of Jihad Sword Ex.

That sword, supposedly forged by God, has the power to pay for darkness, and that blade adds a slashing flavor in response to the spiritual power of the bearer. It is said that the brave men of the previous generations beat off the demon clan by their swords for every 'demon sword' wielded by the high ranking demon clan. It's a frowny rumor.

But I could certainly see one end of that glory in that blade that the brave man waved in front of me.

Blue and white swordbodies reflect the sunlight falling from the gaps in the trees and draw the lines of light.

The sword strike, unleashed with the temper of tearing, which was emitted without a single voice, easily cleaved and amputated a kind of hard body of a burnt brown botanical demon - a tree evil genie (Bad Trent).

A black, pompous, empty three-day moon-shaped mouth emits a voiceless scream.

It shook the world frighteningly without sound. Besides, Rimis lurked his eyebrow root and blocked his ears.

The first battle, which took place for the first time in the woods - the battle against Trent, one of the weakest demons to emerge in this forest, ended unexpectedly lightly.

It must have been nice to know that the demons we encountered were the same.

Although Aria also pulled out her sword, she doesn't even have time to get her hands on it. Naturally, Aria, the same avant-garde, is so, so me and Limis were just totally watching.

Look down at the dead tree-like carcass of Trent and rule the sword against the sheath of his waist in a vibrant motion that Nao will admire.

A sharp slaughter without a rash, even though the Knights had a little training for their unspoiled self.

But most of all, the anomaly is that there is absolutely no fright in front of the first demon.

Heart beat on his breath, body temperature on a slight sweat floating on his cheek.

All of which I felt in the five senses indicated that Nao's condition was the same as in normal times.

A demon is a monster that easily captures a person's life.

For the first time a human being is relative to a demon, he feels a strong fear of the signs and is unable to act smoothly.

This is alleviated by many battles, but killing demons in a completely normal spirit is harder than others think.

It may be one of the reasons why the opponent was not an animal but a plant type, but now the brave man's appearance is off track. Not to mention that Nao hasn't experienced the murder of demons that anyone in this world would experience as a child.

It was a blue-tinged thunderbolt to me that I was going to break at times of need.

"Don't do it... Nao"

Rimis rushes over to Nao.

Despite prevailing in front of demons, there is no joy in the eyes of the brave.

"No, no, to this extent... it's natural to do so. I'm a brave man."

"No, it's a brilliant fat muscle. Does Lord Nao have any experience with swordsmanship?

Aria praises as well.

I don't have eyes for a sword, but I have no doubt it was a brilliant fat muscle.

It must have been so much for the sword king's daughter to praise.

I dropped my gaze on the remains of the demon I had just killed and Nao smiled slightly.

"No... it's the first time I've been summoned. There was no Kendo in gym class."

"I see... a sword flash without hesitation is not easy to put out. I would also like to say this to the Holy Brave... but I wonder if my talent is considerable."

"Oh...... thanks"

The praised person doesn't seem very happy to thank you,

"This defeated demon... can it stay this way?

He stepped on a fallen tree and randomly grown grass and took his walk to the back of Nao's step.

Drop your hips and quantify the carcass.

The slashing taste of the fallen carcass is terribly smooth. I'm sure that's not just the power of the sword.

"The Trento demons are magical, and their carcasses excel as wood. This Trent is a lowly demon, but it should still be quite a price if sold. Well, there's hardly anyone to take home their whole body because of the tension. The eyes are made of special minerals, and Trent's material sells them for the most money, so a lot of people cut them off and take them home, but we can store them in that magic guide, so you can take them home."

"... well. Okay, I get it."

A brave man leans in, touches Trent's carcass, and uses a magic guide.

Trent's carcass turns black in an instant, collapses and disappears. It was stored in different spaces by the power of a magic guide.

Nao sighed and stood up slowly.

"Are you tired?

"No, it's not a problem. It wasn't any bigger than I thought."

"From what I can tell, there doesn't seem to be any particular problem. Let's see if we can get to the next level."

"Ah... oh... you did.... did you need to touch that?

Defeating demons and collecting a certain amount of presence increases the level, but just collecting them does not immediately increase the level.

Leveling up is strengthening existence - strengthening physical abilities.

Leaving it alone slowly altered the body, but accelerating it was one of Priest's roles.

If you don't use Priest's power, it takes two to three days to increase your physical ability for one level, but with Priest's help, you can change it in an instant.

It's level 15, so I'm sure you've been through it many times. Answer some badly toothed nao.

"It's easier to touch, but you don't have to touch it"

"... yes. You don't have to touch it... then in a direction you don't touch it."

To Nao's answer, I remembered the scene so far.

If you ask me that, I feel like I was upset with exaggeration every time I touched it.

Lurk your eyebrows and make sure.

"... Nao, you, you don't like physical contact?

"Oh, oh... a little,"

"Auxiliary magic (buffs) and healing (healing) are fundamental to exercising contact..."

……

Sigh to Nao, who frowns without answering anything.

To see how things were until the other day, he didn't even die just touching it. Let's force them to hang when we hang them.

I can't let my life and my balance ride me.

Raising his right hand wide, he fixed it over Nao's head - as far away from it as possible - as requested.

"'Order God Bless (Breath Of A Grid)'"

At the same time of prayer, the golden light glitters down from the palm of his hand, enveloping the whole body of the brave.

The light that touched its head, shoulders and entire body like a snowflake disappeared to melt.

But it disappeared for a moment. The whole body of the brave man is stronger than ever, with a white light.

"Apparently Nao has enough presence to level up"

Glowing is a sign that the vessel is filled with presence. It's proof that the surgeon can only see it, but level it up.

Normally, just taking down the lower Trent doesn't raise the level, but I can see whether the level was originally about to rise or whether there is enough presence to increase the level.

Aria sighed admirably at my dialogue.

"Ares, are you able to perform a leveling ritual?"

"Oh."

"... I hear that only those in the priesthood can do more than middle-class..."

"... there's no way the Church is sending Priest to a brave party where he can't even level up."

It's like I'm telling the Demons to attack me if I have to train the brave as soon as possible but wait for the level to rise naturally.

Aria gave a slightly surprising look, but nodded small to see if she was convinced. It is certainly a ritual that cannot be done by Level 3 monks. You've made a hole in the right level.

"Then we'll level up."

"... oh"

He continued, holding the raised right hand down, and cut a small cross in front of the brave man's body.

Nao slightly exhales and a small grain of sweat drips from his forehead.

There is no pain in raising the level, but the body generates a fever for a moment to grow.

In seconds the white light that was wrapped around his whole body disappeared and the leveling was complete.

Looks the same as before the level up, but Nao, who was 15 levels, now has 16 levels. Talent levels should be rising accordingly.

Shoulder strength falls out and Nao squeaks as relieved.

"... ha. No matter how many times I take it, I'm not used to this weird itch that springs up from the depths of my body."

"There's nothing I can do. Somehow, the strength of existence increases one step at a time, there's quite a feeling. By the way, if you don't get a leveling ritual, you'll have a feeling that you diluted that feeling for a couple of days until your level rises naturally."

"... well. I don't like that..."

A brave man who creates a look that doesn't just sound like words, but sincerely disgusts him.

Well, he's just not rampable. He's better.

I really can't help but hate people who don't feel good about leveling up. Especially those who are more common in non-human races, but more violent than they can handle. Non-human species rarely rise in level, but their leveling rituals have become a case of reluctance on the part of every Priest.

Well, doctrinally, there's no right of veto for Priest, who was asked to do that.

Finally, I closed the leveling with the usual wording.

"Nao has now risen to level 16. Looks like you'll need 25780 presence until the next level up."

"... that game expression, Sister also said when he got rituals at the castle, does it make sense?

"I don't know what the gameplay and the dots indicate, but the doctrine dictates the distance to the next level when leveling up"

"... why is RPG in halfway, this world..."

I don't know what it is, but Nao bumps and squeals with an unconvincing look.

Nao looked up to me a few steps back because I didn't like contact.

"That's right. Will I be able to do that leveling ritual?

Greetings, Saint Brave seems to be on board with Priest's sacred mastery.

There's nothing wrong with a level up ritual if you can be alone in the party, but have you ever been able to get past it?

"You'll be able to. But the only thing I remember is when I can defeat the demon properly, and when I remember recovery (healing) and assistance (buffing). Level up is enough if I can use it, and there's at least one person in every village who can use it, Priest."

"... I just knocked him down and showed him?

"In plant and animal types, the choice is different. The hunter says he can defeat the plant type but doesn't want to deal with the animal type. The fat muscles were brilliant, but it's still too early to be alarmed by that"

Well, hunters like that disqualify hunters, but few hate animal types. I don't have a problem with either.

Nao looked at me like he didn't believe my words, like he made a fool of himself.

"That's... why?

"Because it stinks. In some cases, you'll be exposed to blood and guts."

"... oh..."

Even those who vomit if they are not used to the smell of blood. Should I also say the baptism of the hunter?

To my answer, I give a convincing voice that Nao seems gloomy.

Both Aria and Remiss nodded to agree that they knew because they had experience killing them.

- But in conclusion, this concern was a matter of concern.

Even with regard to the wolf-type and monkey-type demons that came out after this, Nao tried to kill Trent without moving a single eyebrow.

For the first time in a brave party, I realized that he wasn't just a human being with a sense of justice.

I don't make you feel joy or sadness. I just prune my life like a task.

The appearance of a brave man in a bloody splash and still showing no shards of agitation makes people feel signs of something they have to do.