Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

We needed a complete system.

Almost a month goes by.

Regardless of the demon that drove Gresha out of the depths of the woods, the presence of the Holy Brave on the Demon King's side will soon be broken if the previous records are true.

This is total force. Total power battle between people and demons.

We fully support the level of Fujido, and the Demons do whatever they can to disrupt it and target the lives of the brave.

You can't just keep staying from here. Just as Priest can perceive the existence of a family of darkness, the devil has similar abilities.

The task of keeping the level going while changing places frequently will be a huge burden for the Fujido people.

The difference between the forces of the Demon King and the armies of the people is obvious. The strength of the base is different in the first place. If we raise the level, the power difference narrows, and a few are more human in themselves, but they send the top demons at pinpoint, and if they're targeted, it's hard to protect them all.

The advantage of people is that they are numerous. Even though there are significant differences in their basic combat abilities, that's why people have not yet been defeated by the Demons. Even if the opponent is a superior demon race, he can handle it by forming more than one warrior of the highest class.

But now, in times of war, every nation is put in a predicament by demons and monsters revitalized by the emergence of demon kings. When you become a mercenary of such a high level that you can deal with the Demons, every country wants enough to get their hands out of their throats, and some of them even famously claim to give you the title. It's pretty hard to collect more than one of them.

As it should be.

In the last few days, I've understood. Supporting the Fujido people alone or two is... impossible. It is only monks, even if they were capable of combat, who are dispatched where they asked the Church to be, at best, to the extent of monks (monks) or holy knights (holy knights). Not that you can't fight, but you're still one step inferior to the profession in your combat abilities.

The power of the Church is basically the power to protect. Pure combat capability was needed to remove the overwhelming malice that would strike the Vines. Because of the level, I can fight, but at the same time, I'm invincible and nothing.

Fortunately, I've traveled all over the place for a long time, and I knew a lot of people. You have to play gratuity, but you probably won't say no if I ask.

I finally looked up when I admitted a letter to a friend of mine who runs a mercenary business on the front line.

Check the clock hung on the wall. The sun was already climbing high.

Has the Fujido gone out of the city already?

It is necessary to go beyond the prairie to the city near the Golem Valley. It should take the form of relaying some villages. The distance is considerable, but the demons that emerge are not so strong, and the road is not complicated. The items are also handed over through the village chief. Problems are unlikely to occur on the road.

I had already been contacted by the village church that far through the church headquarters. You should hear from me when you get there.

I'm already ready for this one. There are four Fujido, but these are two. I don't need a carriage.

It takes the form of tracking the Vines. Because of the slow speed on horses, the church was asked to prepare a runner Lizard for riding. It is a rare lizard species demon that is nostalgic to people and has speed and endurance beyond horses. Although the nature is that demand is high and difficult to handle compared to horses, I am used to manipulation.

Unlike brave parties, no magic guides are available for storage, so the journey won't be a comfortable one. That's the only way to cover it with spiritual strength. I'm fine, but I'm anxious to see if Amelia can stand it.

... Well, I can't imagine it snagging when I look at my regular girlfriend.

"Mr. Ares, it's Fujido and the others, but we've been contacted that he's gone outside the gate"

"Right."

Amelia, who was out and in touch with me, came in and reported. administrative conversation. Reminds me of when I had an exchange of hands.

Amelia wore an ivory jacket and pants that seemed to be easy to work with, unlike Sister's coat. Only earrings and rings that fall back on your ears are a testament to Priest. You don't look like a Sister without proof. She's a little... don't be too free.

Looks like Amelia noticed my gaze, and she spun it around in light steps in front of me.

"Does it look good on you?

"... oh"

Nor is it clearly stipulated in doctrine, but the original Priest always wears a coat of law. Even I try to wrap my coat around it as much as possible. Maybe Holly Caster, who deals with magic, is different.

Not that I would have been happy with my answer, but a small sigh to Amelia with a thin grin. I can't even complain. It's a burdensome job. It doesn't affect my assignment, and I'll make you like your outfit as much as I do.

"Let's get this one out at the same time as Fujido gets to the village at the relay point. I want to avoid face-to-face on the road."

I don't know what Fujido would think if he found out that the member he was supposed to have necked was following him... once or twice he might be able to do it by chance, but he wants to avoid it if possible.

It will be a midnight march, but luckily Runner Lizard has a good night's eye, and I have a good night's eye. Demon moves become more active, but on my level, few people would come and sell fights in meadow demons.

I'm already ready. We have also spoken to the village chief and have communicated information to Helios.

There should be no leakage. I checked as I folded my fingers and told Amelia looking at this one as I twisted my forehead.

"Amelia, it's going to move in the middle of the night today. Better stay asleep now."

"... I think I can tell Mr. Ares that..."

He frowned and said in a tone that Amelia would even protest.

"I can fight three days and three nights without sleep. I've actually fought before."

One should be awake for when something happens. No matter how much Amelia says she has a cheerful look on her face, she is a woman. People are biologically better at men's physical abilities. I'm pretty sure you don't have more strength than I do, and I'm a lot more level-headed if you say it additionally.

Amelia sighed uncommonly in my answer. You don't trust my word, do you?

Explain it strongly again.

"If you don't drink or eat, you won't have a problem until three days. I've actually fought before. When I handled three or three cities that were swallowed by the undead alone."

"... Are you a golem or something you don't know about tiredness?

"We needed a quick response. I don't want to do it anymore if I can just do it, but I can do the same thing again if I have to."

It was about three years ago.

The undead alone could still be purified once and for all, but the Demons were involved then. The difficulty of solving a problem jumps dramatically when a high-ranking Demon clan appears.

When I heard my answer, Amelia said it like she was upset.

"... for once, Mr. Ares. I'm not going to rest unless Mr. Ares takes regular time off."

Why the hell would she say such a thing? Me and Amelia perform too differently.

I decided not to stimulate Amelia for a moment. Probably as old as I am, but there's no way I know what the hell girls these days are thinking.

"I'm resting. I'm still resting."

"... shouldn't we get some sleep?

"Took enough last night"

"I also got a better night's sleep than Mr. Ares"

"... right"

She seems to be worried about me. Thankfully, there's no reason to be worried about those who are lower than you.

It was a long time ago that we fought three days and three nights. At my level right now, I would be able to act continuously without a lot of sleep or eating for over a week. Fatigue and damage can be deceived in sacred art to some extent. She described me earlier as a magic puppet (golem), but what she can do is probably not very different.

but it would be useless to say.

Well, I'm the only one who manipulates Lizard who has to be awake when it comes to night marches. I can get enough sleep over Runner Lizard if I don't even care about shaking.

Shut up. I punched my hand as if it was some awkward place for me or Amelia to switch stories.

"So we have time until night"

"Don't forget to contact me regularly."

Regularly communicate with Gresha at 7: 00 a.m., 12: 00 p.m. and 7: 00 p.m. It is a job that only Amelia can magically communicate with.

Amelia answered "I know," without changing her complexion.

"Mr. Ares doesn't have a job either"

"There's nothing I have to do, but there's something I can do."

"… So, I have a consultation"

... You said the same thing yesterday and you didn't talk to me about anything after all, did you?

Amelia said plainly, not to mention not feeling my surprise gaze.

"Let's drink. Mr. Helios gave me a nice drink."

"... are you really Priest?

Alcohol is not prohibited by doctrine, but moderation is required. A devout believer rarely drinks. In fact, my parents didn't like alcohol.

I've already thought about it many times over the past few days, but apparently Amelia's mental is probably sturdy and she didn't show any concern about the question.

I see, it's going to be hard to rely on, but I don't know.

"It's mostly daylight, isn't it? You drink from daylight like this?

Point out the window and show it. It's just finally noon. Even a drunken mercenary would be less like drinking from this hour on.

Let Amelia bring a liquor bottle from nowhere and try to raise it gently.

"Would you excuse me?

No, it doesn't make sense. I can't resist drinking during the day, but I'm not that drunk. Even if you get drunk, you can fly drunk with sacred art.

Apparently, Amelia is willing to drink what it means. I have no choice but to make the most disgusting look I can and ask.

"You, can you drink?

"Naturally. I'm strong."

"... right"

... maybe it's stressful too?

It was only a few days ago, but I can't deny that it was an unreasonable situation. I have no choice, it is also my boss's role to eliminate it.

I sighed and told Amelia.

"... after checking again to see if you're ready"

Copy that, sir.

Amelia answered with a look that seemed less stressful and dusty.

§§§

... where and when. What did I say about being resistant to alcohol?

"That susa. Are you coming?

"I'm listening. I'm listening."

Amelia placed the glass more and more on the table with a protracted voice that did not turn the Lu Rhythm, which from time to time could not even imagine fine dust.

The white cheeks are slightly juicy and always moisturized with heat by an emotional blue iris. I put my mouth on my glass looking at it.

The spicy liquor fills the mouth and passes through the throat. Degrees will be quite strong, but the amount of alcohol required until Amelia is in this state is only a bite. When I get back to my primacy, I want to ask which factors declared me to be alcohol resistant, etc.

Without worrying about my sigh, Amelia stirred up the contents of it all at once, which remained more than half when she lifted the glass. Shizukuishi overflowing from her lips wet her white throat and spilled onto the table. When I started drinking, the jacket I was wearing was thrown on the floor all the time when I said it was hot and hot, and it was a lightweight shirt with a light water color, but because I was completely drunk, Shizuku overflowed my shirt and I could see the underwear in the back through. The bride of God hears and shudders.

"... do you want to skip drunk?

"They're going to get drunk!

Amelia shook her head from left to right in a sharp manner.

Let it go, let it go!

He's not drunk. He doesn't say that!

When she reached out to grab her arm and hang the sacred technique, Amelia avoided it in such a agile move that she didn't think she was drunk. I held the bottle over my left arm and stood up from my chair, poking my right index finger at me with my mouth about to open.

"Come on in now and then! That one's too hard!

You've changed too many characters to make me anxious the other way around!

"You... are you also unhappy with your current treatment?

"Be ~ to ~? I've been staring at you?

Then what the hell is the cause of this ugliness?

It's not like I've never had a drink with anyone before. However, mercenaries, who are generally of a high level, do not drown so far in alcohol. It is resistant to alcohol. Who would look at her now and think she's a Priest?

You think you're gonna take it away from me, hold the liquor bottle with your hands like it matters, and point your moist gaze at me.

That's the opposite of usual and very childish. Alcohol is scary.

"Ladder-free now? What's wrong with you?

"... oh, okay. Okay, I get it. I need you to get drunk."

When the time comes for regular contact, I'll catch you without question and put you back in the prime.

Are you still conscious, you hear my words and you smile so full that Amelia has never seen it before.

"Wow! That's so sweet!

Carefully place the liquor bottle on the table and quickly avoid standing up from the chair as Amelia jumps in with a tacky momentum with her hands spread out. A fierce noise. Amelia falls to the floor involving a chair.

I looked down at it as calmly as I could. This guy...... no way is he tangled liquor? It stinks.

Amelia rolled down the floor barely, and looked up at this one with a grudging gaze.

"... cruelty"

"That's not awesome! Wow!"

It is generally Amelia who is terrible. Exactly this ugly state, you wouldn't even know Craio who sent her.

He frowns and scolds Amelia roughly so she can calmly return at all.

"Mostly, Sister's not trying to hug a guy!

It's too harsh, even though it's because of the drunkenness of what would also be the Sister that Jeong-sook is required to be. Should I be glad I didn't send her to Fujido's party?

Amelia got up on the spot and sat down on the floor, muttering a word, whether she understood the meaning of my words or not.

"... ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

If you leak a hot exhale, finger the button on your shirt with an unbundled hand.

She turned a bright red face at me, opening her eyes unexpectedly, and Amelia's body fluttered left and right.

... Good. I'm glad I couldn't get into a brave man's party. I would not have been able to use the sacraments in no time if I had let them in.

Does she remember this after she wakes up drunk?

Would it be less likely than if I had declared myself strong before drinking?

When I stood up, I looked down at Amelia, who was starting to remove the button with a thousand cuts of momentum, and also declared with knowledge that she would not remember it after returning to her primacy.

"I'll never let you drink again."

Too bad in nature.

Check the clock again. There was still time until the time of the periodic report. but it would be time for the tide. If you leave me alone any longer, I could be naked.

Take off your shirt and watch Amelia look like a white camisole. The only thing that hides the body is a thin cloth, but it is her present condition that does not stimulate lust. Amelia's eyes are looking up at me with a blurred look.

I squealed my pompous hand and stuffed it a step away.

"Let me show you what I mean."

"If I get my hands on you, will you blame me?

"... what do you think I am"

Is the last enemy of this village a Level 55 White Demon Instructor (Holly Castor)?

I knew it wasn't his fault, but I decided to tell Craio later.

No, I can't help but say. Terrible.