Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

I can't help complaining. We have to compete with the bills we have at hand in everything we say.

Sneak a state anomaly recovery magic on your tingly sore stomach. I don't feel like I've been wasting my sacraments lately.

Neither did I know how I felt, and the girl, a former operator current helper, closed her eyelids and rested regularly on her chair as if she were a doll.

Yes, it deserves the word 'resting', standing as if it were not a creature.

Skin like white snow without stain, its appearance is as if there had been no facial changes, only a slightly moving chest due to breathing indicates that she was alive.

Its standing is very quiet and not letting it feel sound, oddly consistent with the impression it was feeling over communication.

But again, it's something I've brought with me that seems like a strong habit... don't you have any more normal people, normal people?

People have their due. Being quiet, scrapping emotions, and only having a minimal conversation may be an excellent apt for you as an operator, but it doesn't seem very effective for the task ahead.

Moreover, she is originally an administrative post in the first place. I know it's an elite career because it's a church headquarters affairs, but I don't even know how much I can work in the field. It doesn't make sense if you're smart but you can't move your body.

Before sitting at the table, observe the woman still across the table.

I don't think I'm going to be on such a misfitting mission from myself. I guess he was forcibly seconded by order from Craio.

Long ago, I was an Operator since I became a heretic exterminator (Crusader). Would this assignment be like a left transition if I took it from her?

When I think about it, I just get a little intimacy as my boss's unscrupulous companion.

Of course, although my intimacy has boiled, I'm not going to condone it...

Coughing face to face, the woman's lid slowly opened. I have heard that the dark blue iris is a common eye hair color in the north, far north of the Kingdom of Lukes, thousands of kilometres away. I remembered the deep blue hair and the dark hair on my eyes and the black-eyed vineyard somewhere, and I glanced slightly.

Restore your mind and open your mouth.

The woman had thrown her gaze as if even rare animals were observing.

It's Ares Crown.

"I know."

An unknown operator lowers his eyeballs slightly and answers just one word.

That's not true.

If I'm bad, I don't seem to be more interested in this one than I am in Remis or Aria. Will I be able to do well with her?

"... Oh, you know that. Speaking of over correspondence, we've been dating for a few years. I'm looking after you. But you've never seen me face to face like this. Didn't I?"

It has already been more than five years since I was taken to church and became a heretic exterminator (Crusader). My Crusader history is consistent with the length of my relationship with her, as she was the exchanger for the communications magic guides handed out at that time.

I lurked my eyebrows in my words to the point where a woman didn't realize if she wasn't careful.

"... no. Once... I thought we'd met."

"... right"

I don't remember at all.

You realize I don't remember anymore. Don't hesitate, take a serious look at that face.

Long eyelashes noticeably through the nose. Deep blue eyes with blue hair stretched to shoulders close to black. The chest was there, but overall it looked bigger than it really was because of the luxury. Back length is higher for a woman, maybe younger than me. There is no doubt that she is a beautiful girl of a level that is hard to see around there.

But I don't. I think it will be engraved deep in my brain if I see it because of its good appearance... or I don't even know its name in the first place.

Girl with my gaze and a slight grudge.

Staring at him for more than a dozen seconds and carving his appearance into memory, he surrenders with his hands up. The impression may get worse but it is inevitable.

"Surrender. Sorry, I don't seem to remember."

"Really..."

The girl squeaks with a voice that seeps through her emotions slightly like she sank somewhere. I probably wouldn't have figured out the timing of this emotion if we'd met for the first time either.

But even though the length of one talk at a time is short, I somehow know that I kept talking over correspondence. What would you think if you found out that you didn't even know your name...

I don't know what it looks like because it's over communication. It might go through, but I've just had the operator do it for years and I don't even know his name, there isn't... It could make you feel bad.

Anyway, it was getting sweet because I had very little self-assertion. I also say that I prioritized efficiency. Besides, the name is probably... I remember the name when I first communicated. Damn...... I can't remember because I didn't get a chance to call you.

Think a little, give me your right hand by pretending to be re-minded.

"Let's introduce ourselves again. Ares Crown. As you know...... he was a heretic exterminator (Crusader). Now I'm on a mission as a monk (Priest)"

The woman just stares at the right hand she offers with her jitsu eyes.

Could it be that it is rich in out-of-the-box emotional expression? How much better than indifference. Anyway, I'm going to have to throw an impromptu party with this woman to support the brave.

In that sense, sending someone you know beforehand saves you the trouble of communicating and helps...... maybe?

Eventually, it was time to offer my hand.

Similar to appearance, it was because it was an inside job, and the white fingertips, which had barely burned in the day, touched the back of my hand.

Thin pigmented lips open slightly and words flow even.

"AZ GREED Church General Magic Department Exchanger (Operator)...... Amelia Norman. As I'm sure you know, I was doing your operator. With the life of Lord Craio, we will support Mr. Ares today."

"... Oh, thank God. Amelia. Regards."

I gently recieve Amelia, who runs out to the end and turns a slightly grumpy eye. By the way, there was no verse that came to mind when I heard the name. Apparently I couldn't afford much at the time.

General Magic Department. It is the department that presides over the conflicting miracle of sorcery in the Church, which is the miracle of God. The heretically exterminated church (Out Crusade) is also, in a different sense, an isolated division within the church, and at the same time those who belong there are sometimes referred to as White Devil Instructors (Holly Casters) rather than Monks (Priests).

Magic and divine power. Its magician, with two conflicting powers, is an elite among the elite.

Look again at Amelia for unexpected affiliation. I see, was the communications operator under the jurisdiction of the General Magic Department... I never knew that before.

White Demon Instructor, White Demon Instructor, or... Though it is not possible to use sacred and witchcraft simultaneously, it is not a bad thing that there are many hand tags. Maybe it's something to make money on.

Somehow the prospects for the future plan came.

I see, maybe... you've also figured out why Craio sent Amelia to me.

Continue to ask questions as if you are interviewing.

"What's the level?

It's 55.

... well.

55? There is an unexpected sigh of admiration.

It's pretty expensive even though it's an inside job. Roughly beyond 50, Priest becomes known as High Priest. Mostly because from around here you will be able to use powerful aids (buffs) that will only change the battlefield. It is said that the top ten percent of monks can reach this area.

Not bad. Not bad.

Even if it's not offensive, I can take over the performance of that sacrament. With 55 levels, that physical ability would also be quite high. It's shaky, at least to the extent of the Vale Great Forest.

"What happened to Priest's proof?

"I have it."

Take out the bag made of pure white cloth, and let the earrings and white rings, a sign of the monks, come out of it.

However, the earrings are not worn by lowly monks, the combination of a silver cross and a small gold cross - they also wore helios, a sign of the priesthood.

Helios, even if he was cooperative, was not in a position to use me. But Amelia's not. Expectations increase even if no. On top of that, a beautiful girl who doesn't even look bad on Remis and Aria. Fujido would also be acceptable to this guy without complaint.

Strengthen the burning cheeks to restrain them and ask questions.

"Why didn't you follow me?

"... I was wondering if Mr. Ares would notice..."

This guy, he didn't testify for such a nagging reason?

I just want to say what you think the rules are... but I couldn't even complain because I didn't notice them as I thought.

"Right. That's... sorry."

"No... I don't mind"

When I answered briefly, I scratched up my back hair slightly without the wind I just cared about, and attached the earrings to my left ear in a familiar motion.

The moment I scratched up my hair, my heart was disturbed and my admiration sighed unexpectedly at the unblemished luxurious nod and really casual motion, the colors that intersect in the clarity.

I can go. I can go with this. I don't even have to sacrifice freshly sisters. If she knows the circumstances to some extent, she'll score full as a new Fujido party Priest, and as a spy.

Do it, Lord Holy Mistress.

Tell the brave man he's not going to invest any more monks (Priest), and I didn't know he was going to send people like this... No, ostensibly as an investment in me, actually?

I thought you were seriously going to abandon the brave, but was that just a bluff too... oh man, people are bad guys. Maybe the best talent than the monk soldier (monk) who just mistakenly thought he'd be one of us.

Is this the luck of being unhappy, too?

Since I can't expect her to have combat skills, a pure support position, I'm certainly more anxious than I am to go directly into the party and support her, but on the other hand, I have the advantage of being able to move individually regardless of Fujido's movements. You can also create a new mobile unit for Fujido support to sneak out obstacles.

Sigh deeply to contain your emotions.

Amelia looked at me with a strange eye as I rattled my desk and chewed on my good fortune.

Are you finally getting lucky...... yes. In general, how can I support Fujido if I can't even catch his movements? He's the kind of guy who undertakes dragon extermination on his own, isn't he? It would be a straight line to hell. Yes, this is the right kind of support, the right kind of support. I'm very pleased.

I bite my tongue and try to keep my face only but my cheeks are really loose.

I coughed supinely and turned to Amelia.

"Amelia, considering the current members, I thought about the system"

"Institution, is it?

Amelia slightly opens her eyes and tilts her neck slightly.

Yeah, I want you to head over to Fujido's Inn right now. He really doesn't know how to move.

"Oh. The Cardinal tells me I'll send it when I have extra personnel later, but I can't expect it from the status quo. Fujido doesn't know when he will die. We need to move efficiently."

"Efficiency... targeted?

"Oh."

I gave Amelia instructions extremely clerically.

"Amelia, I'd like you to attend Fujido's party as a Priest and ask for Fujido's support and trend survey."

"Huh? I don't like it"

I'm dead.