Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

"Actually, I... I don't like horror..."

Fujido said with a ragged look. It's been a few hours since I've escaped the tomb, and its cheeks look a little snappy.

In the Vale Forest, Rimis held his forehead to the words of a brave man who showed a thousand works without passing through the demons that appeared.

"Well... whoever can't cut with the sword... is a little bad at it..."

Aria also groans so hard to say.

"Whatever evil spirits (Reis)...... living corpses (living dead) can be slaughtered, right?

"... unsightly"

Rimis shook her head to a rare, poorly toothed answer. I felt as if I was even having a nightmare.

It was only a day ago that Fujido and the others approached Purif.

It was a few hours ago that I put in a report of my arrival at the church and decided to try the tomb. I was asked by the church to separate the map from the kind of items I needed immediately, and although Priest was the only one I could not find, except for that, it was a complete system...... it should have been.

In the first place, the demon's combat ability to appear in the Euthis tomb is not so high. It's just a pain in the ass. It's easier to fight than the demons in the Vale Forest if you're even aware of state anomalies. That's what I was hearing.

I didn't know that would turn out like this......

"Unbelievable...... what the heck, you guys!

The place is a room in the church.

A voice of remiss echoed in a spacious room loaned to me as an inn. Knock on the edge of the table with a cane and ask questions.

Fujido and Aria looked at each other and gave a pitiful look.

"Whatever it takes, he said he's afraid of the undead... what do you mean?

"No, because..."

"It's not!

"... Yes"

Pursue the two sinking further. Gresha is alone, kneeling on a chair, scratching hard bread without me involved.

Rimis was a little annoyed by the way it looked, but he immediately reconsiders. I don't feel like scolding you this time. Rather, it is the Great Venus. Turn to the two impudent avant-gardes and stare.

Slap your hands all over a wooden table. The glass with the water that was on top swayed.

"If Gresha hadn't carried me to the city, I might have wiped it out!?

"Wow, I know."

Fujido sighs deeply. I have memories of before I fell. Reis with a grudgingly filled look. Screaming like the core of your body freezes.

It was completely unconscious that I had passed out in that 'mourning cry (Bad Scream)', which had been pre-informed.

"But Limis also ended up losing his mind - no, it's nothing..."

Fujido decides to keep his mouth shut at his gaze.

Magic conductors basically live only with avant-garde. There is no excuse for our avant-garde defeat.

A sip to calm her feelings, including water, dampened her lips and Aria leaked a heavy sigh.

The question is, what are we going to do?

Initially planned to keep Priest company, but I still can't find him here either, and on top of that, if you try the dungeon, the beginning and end of discovering a new weakness.

Fujido also practices about sacred art (Holly Play) every day, but that's not the problem with the current state. Anyway, it was Fujido who passed out first. I don't even have time to use the technique.

Try to hold your head in, and Fujido makes an excuse for a mochi.

"In the world I live in... there's no undead,"

"... what are you afraid of?

Fujido lay his eyes down and groaned pompously at the remiss of frowning and asking.

"... all"

"... everything... you..."

You can't do it anymore just because I remember, take a deep sigh of soul out of Fujido's white complexion.

Fujido insisted as he put his cheeks on the table, banging and tapping the table.

"I can't look, color, smell, sound, everything... that's... that's not good"

"That's a demon..."

"On the other hand, why is Rimis okay... I don't know what that means"

"Me too... it's a little bit that I can't slash with my sword..."

Aria follows Fujido with a pitiful look. The condition does not look very much like that of a warrior who slaughtered the beast of the Vale Forest with ease.

This... is serious.

Really understand how bad it is for both of you. I don't like it at all. You may not be able to fight like this.

To the Holy Brave, daughter of the Sword King. It's just a 'title'. but who do you think has the weakness of not being a good undead for a brave party with such a history?

In fact, the first person to pass out Fujido was the one who made the Utice Tomb his next destination.

"Because magic works for the undead"

"... then defeat Rimis alone."

Aria pinches her mouth at the brave man who tells her pity.

"The Holy Sword Ex of Lord Nao, Lord Nao, should also pass through the Spiritual Species"

"Huh!?

Fujido turns to look as if he was shot from behind.

Holy Sword Ex is a sword of light that cleaves everything apart. No one can be slashed by that sword, which even has the so-called strength of the will to increase the slashing flavor and blow up the mountain in one swing.

Of course, I already knew that information, but it's not because Fujido can't slash the reason he's afraid of the undead. Scary things are scary.

Remis looks up at Aria with his jito eyes.

"Aria, your sword can kill Reis, too."

……

Aria, poked at the drawing star, slipped away from her gaze in silence.

The equipment given to Fujido Row is the treasure of the Luke Kingdom.

In the first place, there are few weapons that can kill Reis and other spiritual species. Both Aria's sword and Remiss's weapon are quite a commodity, able to handle all demons.

"So, I know you're scared... what do you do?

"What are we going to do..."

Fujido says.

Originally, either is fine as a remiss. I know it's not a good idea that the Saint Brave has weaknesses, but Remis is not afraid of anything, nor is he bound by raising levels in the Great Grave. Rather, as a Remiss himself, who can only use the spiritual magic of fire attributes, it's much easier to fight outdoors than indoors.

Waiting for the leader's answer, Rimis opens and closes his palm two or three times, making sure.

It should have the presence of the Living Dead and Reis minutes in it, but I didn't feel stronger at all. The low presence of the undead is famous. Especially if you don't defeat quite a few of the types of junior undead whose thoughts take shape, such as the reis and living dead you just encountered, the level won't rise.

And the famous fire attribute spiritual magic was overkill in undead opponents, even using the lowest level of magic. One shot into a lot of swarms should give you a lot of presence, but even if it's huge, you can't expect that many people to gather in one place indoors.

In the first place, I was still able to respond yesterday because it was the Living Dead and Reis who showed up, but not even zero chance that any more undead would show up. Intermediate or higher fire attribute witchcraft is too risky to use within narrow passages, and as I responded yesterday, it is not infinitely usable to respond with lower magic such as' Spears of Fire '.

I've been doing some magical training since I got my mind on it. I'm never confident in my prowess, but I'm too risky for a boulder to go ahead with two luggage on my back. It had only been in there an hour, but the tomb had a dangerous odor that just made Rimis feel that way.

High risk and low returns.

Anyway, if you need to try, if you don't, I've never gone beyond trying. The role of Remis is to support the Demon King Crusade. Because I'm prepared for the worst, but I can't fall in the middle of my mind.

I sigh on Fujido with a bewildering glance that I don't know how many times.

As far as Limis knows, the Saint Brave named Naoto Fujido has always moved at his own discretion. Yet today's brave man hesitates to do so for a very crappy reason from a remiss.

"In the first place, Nao, you said you wanted to learn to exorcise, but if you could remember, can you stand up to the undead?

"It's..."

"With Priest, can you stand up to it?

……

Exorcism is only one combat technique, method. You may be able to alleviate your fears by gaining countermeasures, but that depends on the case. Especially since Fujido already has the means to counter the undead.

The same applies to Priest. Mercenaries rarely challenge the undead without a Priest, but that's because they have troublesome means of attack, which is never caused by 'fear'.

Ask Rimis, who is one head taller than himself, who Fujido fears.

"The remiss... which one do you prefer?

"I will obey your decision, Nao. I'm either... something I can fight"

Without moving one eyebrow, the remiss ran out clearly.

Gresha, who was roaming the bread, notices the change in air, causing Fujido and Limis to wander their gaze.

"... and Aria?

"I also... obey Lord Nao's decision. It's just... as you know, there's no more time. We need to step up our strength as quickly as we can."

Originally, the Church predicted that the brave man's information would be passed on to the Demon King's side in roughly a month by summons. That's passed a few days ago, too.

In fact, we had also received information that the presence of the brave men appeared to have been found on the devil's side via the Church, and although no specific harm had yet been done, the views within the party were unanimous in terms of the need to raise the level as quickly as possible.

Hearing Aria's words, Fujido closed his eyes.

In the end, I couldn't find a monk to join me, and in my current state, staying on this land won't advance the level.

It turned out to be a long way off, but I was supposed to go with Golem Valley. You'd better go do it and level with a demon that's not undead.

Fujido slowly opens his eyelids and exchanges his gaze with the party members. The expression had a grin like a bitter laugh.

"... I'm leaving here tomorrow morning"

"Don't undead have to overcome?

"... still, well, after we get some more levels, I guess"

Fujido's ultimate crusade goal is' Demon King '. You don't need to be able to fight the undead.

An unexpected weakness has been exposed, but a weakness for every human being.

I wondered what it would be like to be a holy brave man, but I know in our relationship that the holy brave man is not referring to the perfect person. Aria was Aria and loosened her cheeks as relieved.

"Wait for dawn. Tomorrow, let's head to the Golem Valley. Prepare yourself for tomorrow."

Gresha looked strange, blinking her eyes.

§ § §

"A child is in the grave...?

The old priest, who ruled the Church and offered me one of its rooms as an inn, says in a dazzling light.

He was also confused, and the chapel was full of hasty hustle and bustle.

The priest continues his explanation with a wrinkled look.

"Ha, yes... this church takes care of the orphans... apparently they heard the Fujido guys were here yesterday looking for a monk (Priest)..."

Fujido's eyes change sharply as he listens to the words.

The situation is simple. My daughter, who eavesdropped on Fujido's search for a monk, headed to the grave to help herself become a monk. That's just the story.

"What the hell are you doing in the grave..."

"Come on......"

"Come on..."

Fujido is frightened, but I don't see any lies in the bewildered look of the priest.

He doesn't even know what's going on, that's the look on his face.

"The daughter does not yet have the power to be a monk...... Faith only grows in darkness. Maybe to gain strength -"

"Don't you have the power to be a monk? Are you okay with this?

……

In silence, I understand that the situation is an emergency.

Fujido had only stepped into the grave once yet, but he understood how dangerous that field was.

Undead's ability to show up is low, but it's not just like kids can get fat.

"Any help?

"That's it... now the church has talent..."

The monks of the Church (Priest) are never all men and women who can fight. Most of them are people who have only hunted the least amount of demons than the divine power rises in prayer.

Aria ties her mouth with a blue look.

Lord Nao.

"Ah... oh..."

To Aria's words, what passes behind her brain is against the undead she meets in the grave - fear.

Pushing away the fear, Fujido shrugged with a blue look.

"I have to go..."

Saving the world. How can we save the world if we can't save one child?

Fear makes my thoughts dull. If you think about it, that's all, the survival rate of a child who has broken into a grave will fall.

Fear and the life of a child, cannot be hung on the balance. If that origin was in Fujido's words, it would be unfortunate.

Naoto Fujido was a brave man. If you have a clear reason, you have to stand up to them, no matter what they are.

I saw the priest without thinking deeply. Over time, my will was going to be dull.

The priest's cheeks are slightly cramped by the blue look on his face, which is still about to fall.

"We will… go"

"Uh... ah... but..."

"... it's okay. Leave it to me."

Fujido ran out of words, creating a smile that pushed emotions and pulled them to reassure them.

I also owe you a loaner. There are still items left for you to give way to vs. the undead.

Go. I have to go. Likewise, Aria, who showed terrible ugliness yesterday, has no way of saying what it means. How can I make my party members look pitiful before?

The only thing I looked at the two of them worried about was Remis, who wasn't bad at undead.

Leaving the church, we just head to the grave. It was last night that the child was gone. I didn't even have another moment of respite.

The sky is clear, and there is no cloud on the back of the inner part of Fujido. A glimmer of sunlight was illuminating the earth.

"So, are you okay? Nao."

"It's not okay... it's not. But I have to go..."

To the words of Limis, Fujido affirms.

Fortunately, the destination was under consideration. Apparently there was a letter to put away.

Shallow layers of the Great Grave. An altar of a knight on the face about an hour after entering. Even though the undead live in large quantities in the Euthis tomb, the shallow layers are not so much. Now, when the Vines broke in, they only ran into the undead twice. I passed out the second time, but with any luck, I'd be able to get to the room without encountering the undead.

At the same time, it also suggests the possibility that the girl is alive.

While in the carriage, Fujido and Aria were silent.

Rimis speaks desperately to Fujido, who sits next to your table with a no-face look.

"Are you sure you're okay!?

"It's okay. Hehe... hehe... let's just make holy water and throw it... yeah. Holy water."

"Doesn't look ok..."

"Yes, you just have to run away if you have to. Let's go in the direction of not fighting if we do, so that we don't encounter it as much as possible. Waste of time."

It is true that the passage is wide, and the undead is not moving so fast, but it seems difficult to avoid undead appearing in the direction of progress. Especially since Aria and Fujido are highly physically capable, but Limis is not very strong.

"I think it would be quicker to knock him out..."

"I'll try if I can"

To Fujido's words, Remis decided to burn down the undead that appeared from one end to the other.

The magic drain is intense, but we have to do it.

Magic Restoration Drug (Mana Potion), I wonder how many...

Medicines to restore magic are very expensive and rare. It was a trump card for times of need, and I didn't think I'd use it anymore, but I can't replace my belly on my back.

The party was already full of creativity. Turning around, Gresha looks bored and bored rolling at Aria holding her knees and whining. Aria's not going to be using it this time, and Gresha can't do anything about it anymore.

In no time, we reach the grave. Above the ground of the Euthis tomb, the ruins had an idle atmosphere.

Contrary to the village of Vale, there were few mercenaries in the village of Purif. That means you don't have someone to ask for help when you have to.

Clear the carriage and head to the entrance to the grave.

Instead of the heavily footed Fujido and Aria, Rimis takes the lead and walks. Garnett lifted his arm a little bit and rode over the head of the remiss. This is the fighting attitude. Salamander is only small in body size, but its strength is not even applied to teeth such as the lower undead. It's not a creature of this world, so poison doesn't work, and worst of all, I can get you to strive for it.

Rimis finally said to the two of them that follow in the footsteps that are still going to fall.

"... you guys... are you waiting outside?

"... I'm coming"

"... go"

I don't need footprints...

No matter what you look at it from anywhere, it doesn't look like the two of us are going to be using it right now for the remiss. At best, is it enough to be a wall?

But if you want to go, you have to take him. We also know that the Great Grave is not an easy place for a magician to push on his own.

Entrance - I found a shadow on its side when I reached near the stairs heading underground.

I thought the underground undead had crawled out for a moment, but that doesn't seem like it.

Remis rounds his eyes.

... Monk?

That was a man as short as Remiss.

He wears a deep blue coat and looks like a traveler at first sight from the large trunk case he has on his side, but there's no way a traveler is coming to the grave.

At the same time that Remis realizes, a man turns around.

Black eyes on the same dark hair as Fujido. Would it look one or two below Fujido? Earrings of a monk's testimony in the shape of a cross lowered to his right ear. Still young eyes made a smile at the appearance of the remisses.

On carefully chopped hair, the serene expression was consistent with the monk's image, but on the other hand, he does not look like a man in such a dangerous place.

That look so out of place made me think of the possibility of being an object of help for a moment, but I thought you said it was the girl who headed to the grave.

The boy's lips open slightly before Remis opens his mouth. A calm voice with a good ear loss.

"I didn't expect to meet a friend here..."

…… Who are you? Why are you here?

Friends? I've seen him... but I haven't.

Unexpectedly listen back.

The boy looked up to the sun and sighed deeply.

To a calm and agreeable maneuver that doesn't seem to be the case, Rimis becomes unsure of the boy's age in front of him.

Fujido, still pale, lines up next to the remiss.

"This place is... dangerous. You better run."

"Dangerous? No, no... not at all. I... I was going to get a job, but I got an unexpected vacation..."

The boy continues, placing the confused vineyards in a ruptured language.

"This grave is very famous and I wanted to visit and see it once. It was just around the corner, so I came."

Round your eyes to words that don't even think of the battlefield as a battlefield.

Speaking of which, the priest also said. He said there was a good room to deepen his faith.

You mean you're here to train?

"? Yeah, well... training... yes, I'm still in training."

Close your eyes and stare at the staircase to the pompous open basement. There is no fear in that gaze.

Rimis came up with a good idea of how it was going.

"... you, are you at a high level?

"No... I'm still in training, so the big deal is..."

"Either way. Monk (Priest), right?

Aria opens her eyes wide when she realizes her intentions to the words of Limis.

Lifted the edge of his lips slightly as the boy lit up.

"No...... but similar"

Limis looks toward Fujido. The male hater Fujido, however, immediately shook his head vertically.

Apparently, he hates the undead better than the man.

"We're going in now, but there's no monks. Would you follow me if I could?

To Remiss's suggestion, a boy puts his index finger on his jaw and tilts his neck. Rimis felt a strong visibility in the black finger ring embedded in his finger.

"I don't mind... I can't use healing magic (heels). Still?"

"... what kind of Priest can't use healing magic?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I'm in training..."

The boy says with no shame at all.

I got anxious, but I don't have a choice. It would definitely be better than not being there.

Above all, Fujido and Aria are useless this time. Rimis sighed deeply and stared at the boy.

The black iris that is about to be swallowed is still looking back at the remiss.

"And... how far is it going to go? I plan to dive quite deeply..."

"We're not going that far back. 'Cause I'm gonna be an hour or so on one way."

"Then can it be in the form of a departure along the way?

"... Yep"

To Limis' answer, the boy grinned. Laugh, I'll give you my hand.

A luxurious wrist with thin, floating blood vessels, white fingertips with no scratches.

Doesn't look like you can fight, but not if you're talking about luxury. I don't know what that means for Priest, who can't use healing magic, but it's better than not being there.

Rimis sighs and holds that hand on Fujido's behalf. I loosened my eyebrows to the unexpected strength I felt from my gripping hand.

"It's Rimis. Nao and Aria are the ones who don't look well over here. It's been a while, but it's nice to meet you."

"Yeah, I'm late."

The boy licks his lips slightly.

Again visionary in gold earrings lowered to the opposite of the monk's testimony.

Before realizing who it was, the boy said.

"I'm Gregorio. This is Gregorio Leggins, my friend. Please, put it down."

"Well, 'my friend'... what?

"What do you call those who follow the God of Order and destroy the family of darkness without calling them friends?"

"... I don't know."

Rimis felt bottomless anxiety at the appearance of the plainly unspeakable boy.

Nothing. It doesn't have to be useful, but I just want you to stay out of the way.