Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

Nothing. Amelia Norman doesn't hate Stefan Veronide.

Same, I've spent a long time as a White Devil mentor (Holly Caster), and Stefan's personality is nostalgic in the first place, and Amelia is just not cold enough to get in the way of those who come admiring her senior year.

Above all, Stefan had something that Amelia didn't have. Basically, Doji, but there's a lot to learn, especially since much of Amelia's social skills are learned from Stefan.

But I can put aside my personal likes and dislikes and say with all my heart that it's not the same if I'm ready for this situation right now.

Stefan is adorable and has a brilliant side there... but he's not a prudent character.

Amelia was in communication with Craio, watching Stefan sleep easily in bed.

Until Purif, the accommodation was with Ares. The inn also has a three-person room, but I had to split the room because I didn't know what this girl who didn't sleep well enough would do.

The fact also weakens Amelia.

"Are you going to kill Stay? Mr. Craio."

Even though it is the middle of the night, the voice of Lord Saint Augustine echoing in his brain remains the same as usual.

"I won't die. Amelia, stay competent. High level, sacred art is powerful and can even be used for sorcery. Church wide, none of them will have that much talent. '

I know that. I know Stefan is unparalleled if you just look at the numbers.

Amelia listened back with a gentle tongue slap.

"What's your personality?

'... Amelia, this is Ares' decision. I drew your attention, too. "

My hard-to-think boss tells me to be embarrassed.

At that moment when I heard from Ares about the new member, Amelia didn't know what it was. That's how confused I was. Amelia is not expressive, but if Amelia's inner heart had been accurately revealed by her facial expressions, Ares would have flashed as well.

At least to the best of Amelia's knowledge, there is no one more unfit for this task than Stefan.

But if you think calmly, the situation is a strange one.

The White Devil Mentor is invaluable, but there are many. No one among them is more level than Stefan, but no one is more incompatible than Stefan.

Would such a person happen to be dispatched to replace Ares as Amelia's cauldron?

I say it in such a cold voice that Amelia can't even beat the outside air, looking down at Stefan, who gets a regular sleep in the bed.

"Mr. Craio...... you did it on purpose?

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Given Mr. Ares' character, you'll soon find out. Seeking other users of communication magic besides me, and the fact that the next exchanger is most likely to be chosen as its candidate. By and large, there should have been as many white devil mentors better suited than stays as exchangers."

The work of the exchanger (operator) is not difficult. Use the Magic Instrument to retrieve the incoming communication from the target. That is all.

It takes a lot of magic talent to be at your disposal, but with minimal talent, it doesn't make a big difference in the job.

Stay has a high talent for witchcraft and a high level, but he's not very appropriate as a personality exchanger. Because I panic and the next thing I know, I get a lug.

The Demon King's Crusade - he doesn't deserve much as Ares' exchanger for urgent tasks.

"What will you do if the stay falls off a cliff"

'... it's your job to do something about it. Amelia, you may not know, but stay - you know, I have a little bit of a problem with my personality, but I have what Ares needs. "

Originally, Craio has a lot to say. Perhaps that is because as a Cardinal you are always in a position to be captured verbal buttocks.

To the words, Amelia thought with a little silence.

What I need...... sure, I might have. The ability to break tension?

"But I also have something I don't need."

Amelia, God of Order bless you.

Tough voices. Communication cuts off at the end.

Cardinal Blessings. How many believers would want it? But the only thing that spread to Amelia's mind after that word was something unknown black.

The thought of cursing Craio springs up in my head.

Quite close to the intent to kill. In front of Amelia, who suppresses it, a shadow rose on the bed.

It's Stefan. Dark hair stretched to the chest, black eyes. With a blurred look, his eyes glance indoors at a glimpse. The gaze grinned at Amelia as she found her.

He looks awake at first sight, but he's asleep. Amelia knew that from her previous experience.

Holding his head down and sighing at the same stay, Stefan stood up in an unbridled foothold.

The thick bedding of the piece type fabric is different from the usual coat and has a length to the ankle, so that you can't take it off without removing a number of buttons. It's all Stefan's unique gear, created by trial and error based on Stefan's falling asleep case.

There are many buttons to avoid falling asleep and undressing, while the length is long to fall asleep and wake up when walking around.

Stefan gets up and walks up to Amelia fluttering. Footsteps that are likely to fall even now.

But I won't fall.

"... oh. Why can't you fall asleep?"

"... Munya"

If this was when it was happening, I would have stubbornly fallen over and over again. I should have fallen to the point where I suspected it wasn't on purpose.

"Ugh... first... raw"

When Stefan came fluttering but without falling to Amelia's side, he held his hands up and fell towards Amelia.

I would have avoided it if it was Ares, but Amelia got that tolerance without moving.

An unreasonably large breast hits Munchkin and Amelia in inverse proportion to her tall height. I don't have any strength in my arms because I'm sleeping, but the soft, feeling on my whole body is alive and well, Amelia said, looking down at Stefan, who is in a fine sleep.

In a colder voice than the one I was pointing at Craio earlier.

If you do that to Mr. Ares, I'll kill you.

"... yes"

"Is that really sleeping, my lady?

"To..."

Stefan answering in her bedtime remarks.

Absolutely a lie. Whoever sees it is a lie. It's not even funny.

However, when we were already working together as exchangers, we had all the verification done around there. For better or worse, Stefan was white. It was clean. Stefan, an elite monk, doesn't lie in the first place.

Never let him near Ares. Amelia renewed her determination, holding her fist strong.

§ § §

To my words, Amelia just said one thing.

"Is Mr. Ares also a hobby for stepping through landmines himself?

"Let... seniors, your face is drawn, isn't it?

Speak as if Stay was frightened by Amelia's faint words and cold expression.

Mine. Mine about juniors... No, I know how you feel.

Frowning and explaining again to Amelia the usefulness of me and Stae acting together.

Disadvantages are well known. There's no way to be more efficient.

Amelia's complexion didn't change the dust when she heard my explanation. I just say it again without sighing.

"Is Mr. Ares also a hobby for stepping through landmines himself?

"I... I was asked to come..."

Mine calls from seniors, and you just indulged, Stay pulls the sleeve of Amelia's clothes with her eyes like a small animal. Amelia waved it off faceless and unconstitutional.

"Think calmly, Amelia. Better than Gregorio. Gregorio kills Fujido, but Stae doesn't."

"Mr. Ares is really tough..."

"Worst case scenario, you just have to put it aside. Fortunately, the stay is small and my movements don't slow down a few dozen kilometers."

"Mr. Ares is really tough..."

"When you use both hands... when you fight... well, stay hard"

"... I'll do my best ~!

Say with a smile like a stay blossoms. I have no peace of mind at all. Why?

Amelia looked at the smile with her eyes as if she could even see it as a demon and repeated it again.

"Mr. Ares is really tough..."