Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

I'll leave Stefan to Amelia and go back to the inn. At the same time as entering the single room I took for myself, I activated the communication magic guide.

First Town isn't that big. Amelia's detective magic allows us to find the entire area.

It's only a matter of time before we find the lost Stefan. of "Lost"... Stefan...

... Lost Stefan.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

I diligently suppress the urge to hit my head and manage to just keep screaming. The reality... is too harsh. It's going to break my heart because it's too harsh.

Oh no... stupid. I wonder if there's something stupid to talk about! A mystery... child? What are you, lost?

Communication connected, uncharacteristic, but a much better exchanger than Stefan connected the communication to Craio.

I want to change this exchanger and Stefan already. Stefan was at least, still better when he was an exchanger. I didn't get lost.

Oh, my God, it's a change! Change! Chain zip!

This is a journey in support of the Demon King Crusade. I'm not doing a picnic. I mean, if you're lost just following me, you can do a picnic.

Says the heavy voice of Craio heard from the earrings. No heart, or the voice sees fatigue.

"Did something happen to the brave man again, Ares?"

"No, Stefan..."

"I'm not going to accept any complaints about the matter."

Craio stops before I say anything. Yeah, even though I figured it out. I think I know exactly what you meant. It was my fault. Oh, it was my fault.

But this one's not here to travel either. I mean, even travel is pretty tough.

Until before I connected the correspondence, I had a lot to say, but there was only one word that actually came up that I could complain about.

"He's... what?

"It's Stefan Veronido. Oh, Ares, I know what you're trying to say, you don't have to say anything. She is excellent. Excellent, but a little bit more habitual."

"... less...?

I've met a number of highly habitual mercenaries, and I've crusaded my dark family with unscrewed heads, but I can't even think about whether it's a habit to say I can't do a picnic at all.

Some problems were meant to be tolerated. That's all communication magic is worth. But that's only to a certain extent.

Because I don't normally think so. I can't believe a grown Sister who works as a White Devil mentor (Holly Caster) at church headquarters just can't keep up with a senior walking in front.

To my question, Craio's voice changes. To a serene voice as if even a theory could solve it.

Take a deep breath, and I'll get my breath ready, too. Craio said.

"Ares. Stay too - oh, this is Stefan's nickname, but Stay is also my poor daughter"

What are you trying to tell me!?

"... bad. Maybe that's not what I want to hear right now."

'Right. Well, it gets longer, first of all, does Veronido's last name sound familiar to you?

You keep saying that's not the word I want to hear. Eh!

Hold down the ramblings that you are about to make.

No use. It's not efficient to argue with Craio. Sure, I made a mistake, but that's still a mistake to the extent I can make it right.

"Craio, there's only one thing I want to hear. I'm sorry I just had you seconded - but she doesn't seem to be fit for this assignment much longer. I want it back. Just like we talked about beforehand. I know exactly why you were stopping. It was my fault. I'm sorry, I'll give it back. Is that possible?"

It's better not to get lost. I can't just leave you alone because you're lost.

I requested it with a slightly curly voice, but Craio's answer was calm.

'Of course it's possible, Ares. I must have thought you were.'

"Okay. Bye. -"

Stefan, please. I realized the moment I tried to say that.

Stefan... what do we do?

This is the Golem Valley. It's a land that can only be visited by warriors and unruly merchants who raise the level. The church is also quite small because it is a harsh land.

There are only three monks in the largest First Town church in the Golem Valley. The parties that come this far are not a major problem because they have mostly high level monks, but demand and supply are not meshing and are very busy. It will be difficult to entrust Stefan with it.

"... can you ask me to pick you up?

"When it's safe up to the Golem Valley, Gregorio's the only one available right now - so we'll dispatch him, if that's all right"

The ultimate choice - one that has yet to be made...

What happens to the world when the craziest man I know and the craziest woman I know meets?

... Seriously, calm down. Let's calm down first.

apply the sacrament of sedation to confusing thoughts. Taking another deep breath, I sat back in the chair for now.

Pour a glass of water from the water drain and include it in the cavity. When the water went through my throat, I had a little calm back.

First of all, it's - None. Naturally, no. All right, I'm cool.

I cough once and stare at the door. Amelia is not back yet.

"Craio, let's talk about efficiency. Is it okay if Stefan dies?

"Calm down, Ares. Apparently you're still confused. '

……

Shake your head once, to Craio's words.

No, I'm not. There's no way I'm going to have a problem with you dying, and you can't kill me if they say you're not going to have a problem or something.

Shit, somebody give me a fight! Give me a fight so I don't have to think about it!

"She should have had it together. Samurai of men and women...... Bernard and Vilma. What happened to them?

"He left to leave Stefan with us in Purif and run away. Damn, now that I think about it, I should have poked it back then! Damn you!

Two. Now that I think about it, they both spent their resources. To deliver a single Sister to Purif.

I didn't know. I didn't even imagine it. That there are so many troublesome people in this world, not strong or weak.

But - I already remember. Next time you don't miss a look. And now that I know her, I think I can smile and forgive all of Fujido. Because he won't get lost.

Craio says pale.

"They're both staying experts, so to speak, who watched stays more than they did when they were young. We had to pick it up together when we became exchangers. '

Haven't you ever said a word that would make you feel bad?

He's a man, so he says his neck, he's afraid of the undead. He says he can't, isn't my luck too depressing these days?

"I have too much to say but I'll skip everything around it. Tell me straight in. I just want Stefan back. Amelia's in trouble, too."

"Ares -"

Have you ever desperately pleaded so far? To my words, Craio said in a voice so unemotional that he wanted to be solemnly clear.

'I'll pick it up anytime. If you bring Stay to church headquarters, I buy you high. [M] You have accomplished all your tasks while carrying all the unfavourable conditions. [M] I'm expecting that this time too'

I don't like it and I don't carry unfavourable conditions!

"I've been having a headache lately. Stress could add more gray hair"

'Ha. Your hair will already be white, it's an interesting joke'

"This is... silver"

Answer to throw up and wait for a response for a while, but no reply was received. Apparently, the comms are out.

I look up at the ceiling in a flash. When I thought Fujido had become just a little decent, there was a new problem from a completely different direction. Besides, it's a very nagging issue. Does God hate me?

I don't like God either, so I feel comfortable in a way.

"Mr. Ares...... I'm back now"

"My hand... my hand, it hurts..."

Repeat deep breath. Keeping calm, Amelia's voice was heard from outside the door.

There's a sign of Stefan next door. Apparently... I found it safe.

I felt sorry for myself for such a nagging thing, and I suppressed my forehead.

Headaches.

It was Amelia and the brunette Sister who came in and held her hand so tightly that it grew white.

Stefan Veronid. make it a new member...... dead member.

She has long stretched black hair and black eyes. The year is two below Amelia's. The back is smaller for one head than Amelia, only slightly higher than the remiss, but the chest is big enough to tell clearly compared to Amelia.

The face is good in the first place, the colour of the eyes and the colour of the hair are rare around here. If it is bad, it will stand out more than Amelia, but above all - its outfit.

The black-toned coat is much shorter in length than Amelia's, and you can clearly see the smoothly stretched legs. It only looked like a skirt, I pointed it out because it was too dressed to show off, but I returned that it would be or that it was officially a legal coat recognized by the church.

I've never seen it before, but apparently it's true...

What do you want, the new members were crazy enough to look and see. I didn't throw her out right away on that. I can't help but be told I wasn't crisis conscious enough.

You noticed my gaze, Stefan stretched out, but he grins at me for asylum.

"Oh, oh, Mr. Ares. Um... that... I'm sorry, too. Seniors, I should have followed you... when you were gone."

It's you, not Amelia, who's gone, you.

Thinking about how we should cook in silence, for the sake of illustration, Stefan tried to get closer to us.

So I look up at Amelia like I'm having trouble remembering that you were holding my hand. Amelia takes a deep deep sigh and releases the hand she was holding full of its power.

The moment Stefan's expression became slightly brighter and he took a step toward me with his body that regained his freedom - he collapsed.

That was a lovely dive. I didn't slip my leg, I didn't hook my leg to something, but I make a loud noise and fall on the floor. I haven't even been able to take it.

The shock turned the skirt up and the pure white underwear was in full view.

Amelia silences. I'll be silent, too. Stefan was crying hard as she lay on the floor.

Turn away from your pants and tell Amelia.

"You shouldn't let this guy wear a skirt. As a monk, but also as a human being, it is lacking."

"Mr. Ares, I'm not letting you wear it because I like it. If it's not as short as this, you're gonna step on your hem and fall."

Is there something wrong with that somewhere else? I mean...

"Aren't you still falling!?

"Being alert seems to diffuse my consciousness...... I think Mr. Ares, who decided to be a member without consulting me, is bad"

It's too scattered!? What world do people fall because they're unconscious!?

She looks up at me like Amelia has no heart.

I'm sorry. Oh, I'm sorry too. Overall, it's my fault.

So I finally came up with a new solution. Team mistakes must be remedied by the team.

"Amelia, it's an order. I'll leave Stefan to you entirely. At least try not to die."

"… I accept"

A facial expression with no shards. Amelia's Buddha Top Surface.

That was a lot like the look on my face when I first told Amelia about Stefan's entry.

§

It was on the verge of Stefan reaching Purif that I realized I hadn't told Amelia about the new entrants.

It was totally my mistake. I could make as many reasons as I wanted, or I didn't have time to think about it, or I thought I didn't have to tell you, but it's no excuse.

Now in retrospect, the race was being thrown at the time we pushed through the warning from Craio.

And the moment I first talked about Stefan entering, I saw Amelia's changed expression and realized that I had speeded up my decision.

And I knew it or not, but it was enlightenment, and I wasn't trying to understand what it meant. I would still have been able to avoid it at that moment.

Amelia is not originally an extra emotional person, but her expression was harder then usual.

Amelia slowly reaches out and touches her own cheek. And he let his own cheeks snap as if to show off.

He stood still in his position for about a few seconds and lowered his hand with an extremely serious look.

"... I'm sorry, I didn't hear you very well. Could you say that again?

"I've decided to include Stefan Veronide as my new brave support system."

"Is this a dream?

"... you were just on your cheek."

The story of adding personnel is something that I always talked about. Well, maybe it wasn't a good idea to make a decision without consulting Amelia.

But that Amelia's expression wasn't on that level. At first glance it looks like he's just opening his eyelids a little wider than usual, but his blue pupils are wide open. It's as if you're showing amazement instead of that look.

It is a room in the inn. The sky visible through the windows is dark, and it is raining softly.

I sighed deeply at this look of Amelia, even though she seemed to feel depressed.

Amelia is wise. She disturbed it about the time she saw Gregorio, which meant that this time it was close to the trouble. But I didn't think of that.

Take it easy on me. Amelia breathes slowly.

You realize you have a hard look on your face, rubbing your cheeks puffy and loose with both hands. That desperate trick was just a little cute, as if you were grooming to calm down.

Ask in anticipation of a calm place.

"... you know him?

"... I'm a junior. But let's leave that behind."

Amelia sighed. And I started talking.

"I have a lot to say, but the first thing I have to say is that Mr. Ares is a luxury."

"Luxury...?

What are you talking about? This guy.

Amelia sighs deeply again to me, bewildered by unexpected words.

"I know a lot about magic, I know a lot about Sacred Arts, I know a lot about Mr. Ares, I know how to behave, I have a high level, I was at the head of the White Devil Monk (Holly Castor), I was sober and cute, I completely forgot about me. I couldn't do it. I'm worried about Mr. Ares and I'm doing this, what's wrong with this Amelia?

... That's a waste of rap.

"where jokesense is devastating."

Later, I can't turn on TPO, and I'm about to skip the joke in a serious situation.

Amelia once coughed up my answer, she set the stand right. Correct, open your mouth again.

"... well, let's put that aside. Mr. Ares."

"Do you want to leave that too..."

Isn't that too much to leave behind? Are you sure that's something you can put aside?

Or is it really okay for this splendid, cute Amelia to have personnel supporting Fujido from now on?

Amelia, who knows me well and behaves well, shows her ability to act and ignores my insides and continues to speak.

"Mr. Ares, assuming Mr. Ares wasn't a heretic exterminator (Crusader) -"

……

"Leaving aside what country, or if it's financially possible, or if it's an end, suppose to go to school?

……

What are you going to start talking about? I wanted to stick it in hard, but I waited patiently for it to continue.

Amelia also continues with a serious look.

"Well, aside from being poorly eyed or patterned, Mr. Ares has enough potential to become well into the first place in the sequence of the heretically annihilated church (Out Crusade) to be able to study and exercise. It's okay to take care of him, and I don't know if he looks like either of your parents, but it's never bad. It's a little wal, a little wal."

"Just come to a conclusion."

"And well, it's a little suspicious if you can blend in with your classmates, but that's all the specs, so people get together around you. You know, sweet Amelia, you know, you feel good Amelia, you're smart Amelia... you look like a lucky thin spica."

……

Does Amelia also have any grudges against Spica? But this guy, he doesn't say anything busy when he raps.

Amelia doesn't break her serious look, even though she hasn't guessed the thoughts I have.

"I'm in it, one. You look brilliant at first sight, you're always around people, you're smart, you're so fun to talk to, you're nostalgic to see the goodness of growing up from the ends of the word, besides you look great, it's like you're about to come out of a romantic novel or something -"

"It's going to come out...?

As far as hearing that word alone doesn't seem particularly problematic. Being liked by people is one quality, it would also work useful for listening, etc.

I haven't read a lot of romance novels or anything...

Amelia saved a breath and ran out of words to me yet to understand the situation.

"It's going to come out - deadly... 'Dodgy boy'..."

What the hell are you talking about...

All I could do then was look at Amelia like I was scared.

And when I found out that the word meant more than the word, it was all over.

I learned two important things from it.

First, don't just look at your abilities when deciding on people, make sure you have no problems with humanity or fatal flaws.

And - I'm so extravagant that my joke sense is devastating Amelia and I'm unsatisfied that I can't help but be punished.

... stop me harder, Amelia.