Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

I wonder why I was summoned.

When I first came to this world, that word, which Fujido had rebelled many times, was swirling in Fujido's head again.

The girl named Naoto Fujido is excellent in the general sense.

School grades have been good for a long time. I liked to learn something from books, from experience, and I was good at exercising.

I had many friends, and I had a full day every day. Probably would have excelled for one head compared to the average same age.

The only grievance - in that the world is not equal. Evil flourishes and the weak are abused. That's all I didn't care about.

Therefore, he acted for it. He was the kind of person who would behave.

The moment he was summoned to this world and asked why, Fujido felt destined, but perhaps, even if not sought, Fujido would have aspired to crusade the Demon King.

Lane Inn. Fujido looked at the large, cracked shield placed on the table.

"Shield of Glory". This is one of the weapons that Fujido was given when he was chosen by the brave, a shield that has so far protected him. It wasn't brave equipment, but it was a delicacy with a name.

The Gregorian attack led to an attack, and although the battle in the Golem Valley managed to overcome it, the water spear in Helyar spread to such an extent that it could be called a crack. For a part, there's a hole big enough to see the other side, and it won't be useful anymore.

Rather, it must be a miracle that even a single blow of magic from the executives of the Demon King's Army could have been prevented in that state.

For areas other than cracks - the blue glowing surface is scratchy. While stroking it, somewhere Fujido sighed in a sentimental way.

I see the holy sword erected beside me, and the holy armor. Even though they are weapons, they are undoubtedly important companions of Fujido in this world.

"That's annoying..."

See the holy sword that failed to pierce Helyar's armor.

Holy Sword Ex. The sword of the brave who cleaves everything. At that moment, Fujido was certainly convinced of the success of the attack on Helyar.

No, the grave - even when it was prevented by Gregorian trunks in Purif -.

It doesn't have a bad cut. Holy Sword Ex says it cleaves everything apart. There is also protection. Fujido is blessed.

Therefore, there is only one answer.

"I'm... weak..."

A dry voice sounds vain indoors. Limis and the others went to try a contract with the Spirit of Water, so no one is in the room except Fujido. I would have been worried if the escort had been alone Aria, but the rabbi would have been fine with me too.

Rabbi. Even Rabbi's blow. Fujido slaughtered and showed Helyar, who had no hands or feet, with just one blow. Besides, the other guy won't even notice.

Grip your fists hard. The level should certainly be up, but how much have I changed?

The power is too different.

The hidden strength of a girl who thought it was something to protect. More power than imagined by the Demon King's Army executives. Terrible fisherman who was beneath the sea.

I felt empty. Repentance does not even come to a boil against a force that has no hands or feet in Fujido today.

There is a strong sense of powerlessness. I knew I had to get over it.

The number of disorders, and their magnitude, remains the same now and ever. Too often there's nothing the world can do about it.

Meditate the eyes, the words, bite the reality. There are no tears. It's no longer dead.

Therefore, whine. as if to engrave the word on itself. It was an action I had done over and over again.

"Be strong, be strong. Save the world. I'm a brave man."

Why have I been summoned? I don't care about that.

I'm not afraid of death. No, I'm scared, but - that doesn't make it a big hurdle for Fujido Naoto.

Because Fujido is dead once already. Died in despair, but got a second chance.

This world is not the world of Fujido's birth, but we must save it at all costs. Justice must be done. Even if it didn't make sense. Even if it didn't pay itself back.

I won't give up. Obsession. That's all that remains of Fujido. Whatever hand you use, pierce justice, even if the brave man's weapon is no longer available.

Squeeze in a strong tone again. I don't tell anyone, I declare to myself.

"Despair strengthens me. Next time, you can't lose."

Grip your fists and bite your lips hard. The pitch-black eyes of a strong will were reflected on the surface of a shield engraved with deep wounds.

§

"... I'm back now"

"Welcome back. That was fast. Did it work?

Fujido frowned at Aria and Limis' expression when she returned.

A horrible look like you're exhausted, tired, and likely to fall even now.

There doesn't seem to be any particular big scratches or anything, but it's obviously not normal.

"Yeah, stay, well. There's so much going on, I can't believe it... I don't know where to start."

As Rimis sighs deeply and sets up his wand, he lowers his hips abusively as if throwing himself away in a chair. My eyes were dead.

Aria isn't that far, but she obviously looks heavy. Only the Buddha's top surface of Gresha, which came in from the far rear, is the only healing.

"Ah, oh. I don't mind if I take a break..."

"Right... let me do that. By the way, what about Nao? Feeling better?

I look at Fujido with pitiful eyes, as if Rimis were to blame.

The next person to sigh was Fujido. I was forced to laugh bitterly and down my neck to the side big.

"... no." Holy Armor Freed "anymore... I can't wear it... my chest is too tight, I can't get in. I've been deceiving you, but I can't do it anymore. We just have to do it with the Holy Sword."

[NAME] Fujido Naoto

[LV] 43 ( UP)

[Occupation] Saint Brave

[Gender] Female

Ability

muscle strength; a little high ( UP)

Endurance: A Little High ( UP)

Agility: High ( UP)

Magic: Pretty high

Divine Power: Mundane ( UP)

Will: pretty high

Luck: Zero

[Equipment]

Weapon: Holy Sword Ex

Body: Holy Armor Freed (No Longer Possible)

Shield: Shining Shield (Crack)

[After Next Level] 5887993

[Special note]

Unyielding Will