Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

A sphere of water, about thirty centimetres in diameter, floated in front of the upright and spiritually focused vineyard.

Stick to it and think the ball moves.

The water sphere slowly began to spin around the vineyard. Slowly at first, as if flowing into the movement of the air, but gradually the momentum increases. After enough, the momentum was gaining momentum that went unnoticed

Nothing is the only thing that made a successful contract with the Spirit in Lane, the Water Capital.

While the ratings fall much lower compared to authentic advanced spirits like the ones Limis contracted, Fujido was also successful in contracting with water spirits to an intermediate degree.

Water polo manipulation was not enough to be called witchcraft, but it was a training often conducted by spiritual demon conductors in the use of water witchcraft.

Fujido made the most of his time during his stay in Wangdu, at his parents' training center in Limis, practicing magic.

I feel the spirits of the water under contract cheering like excited by the magic that has been worked out in my body.

Fujido had a clear response. Maybe - the first time I waved the Holy Sword, it's more than that moment of response.

Originally, Fujido, who at the time of summons received the protection of the Eight Spirits Three Gods - Eight Great Spirits, has a high aptitude as a Spirit Demon Instructor. Melee warfare is more risky than not being able to wear holy armor and destroying a shield you're used to using, but if you work out, magic alone will be enough to fight.

Near Fujido, where he concentrates his spirit, Rimis was yelling in a sharp voice.

Unlike the smooth Fujido, the remiss hit a major obstacle.

"Cora! Garnett, don't intimidate me!

"Coming... Coming..."

At the end of his gaze is the Garnet of the Covenant Spirit. However, the size, which has always been to the point of riding flat, has swelled up to about a metre in length.

On the scales of burning flames, shining garnet-like eyes. From his nostrils a small flame broke out, and in his jaw he could see his uneven fangs.

Rimis sighs holding his forehead to the obvious intimidating behavior.

"Oh, already...... what am I supposed to do? It's the worst compatible..."

The reason for Garnett's excitement lay in the advanced spirits of the water who were frightened behind him with the remiss as a shield.

It is a spirit who has succeeded in signing a contract in [Lane, the capital of water], even though it is bent.

But that spirit, which was supposed to bring immense power, was still unable to exert its power under the remiss.

".................. Again, can't we get along? I didn't think you liked or disliked Garnett so much."

"Compared to Garnett, Marine seems weaker..."

Aquamarine is desperately shaking her neck to the side, taking the look of a girl hugged to her knees, to the words of a tired remiss.

It worked out well to the point where we signed a contract and named it 'Aquamarine' in the form of matching the name with 'Garnet'. But it sucks after that.

We should have considered Garnett's reaction at the time of the contract.

Advanced spirits are originally stronger than lower or intermediate spirits. I hate it so much that I go wild trying to stop it before the contract, so it can't work after the contract.

This is rarely the case because the contract itself is impossible if we are not close enough to it by nature, but it is a mistake of remiss that completely, hastily rushed the contract.

Still, I would have managed if Aquamarine were better up there in power relations.

"... I feel like I hate Garnett unilaterally."

I reach out to stroke Garnett's head, but he shakes my neck to the side.

Though plainly shocked by the matter, Rimis sighs deeply.

Spirit magic is something that draws on the power of the Spirit. Its power varies greatly due to its compatibility with and friendship with the Spirit, as well as the compatibility of the spirits under contract with each other.

Now Remis is in a better position to use his powers than he was before he signed with Aquamarine.

Water and fire are the opposite attributes. The exercise of Spirit Magic with the help of Aquamarine cannot be interrupted and used by Garnett, whose firemagic power is greatly diminished by the presence of Aquamarine, which he hates.

"If this is what happens - no, it's nothing."

Better hurried his covenant with other attribute spirits than with water spirits.

That's what I'm going to say, and Rimis shuts his mouth. This is not what I would say in front of Aquamarine, who signed a contract even before Garnett.

He leans into the side of the aquamarine he uses on his knees, Fujido says.

".................. Marine. Ares, can't you call Marman again?

……

"Alesmerman made me a contract, and if you could call me back and calm Garnett down - you know Marin, right?

……

Sure, that's a good word.

The power of Aresmerman was more powerful than I imagined. Even though he was surrounded by water and diminishing his power, he was attacked by Garnett, a senior spirit, who calmed down and showed his wild garnets. I don't believe in fishermen or anything else. It's rampant.

If it hadn't come to that, it would have been difficult to make a deal with Aquamarine in front of Garnett.

Rimis and Aria had guessed that Aresmerman was more than just a demon - a protector protected by the sea.

And I guess that's why I put it on a pinch of aquamarine.

Remith's sight of Aresmerman was far from holiness, but his appearance at that time cannot be made unless he is hidden as if immediately on the side. I can't think of anything else.

Aquamarine shakes his neck to the side many times, to Fujido's words.

"... can't you still call it in if it's not the ocean"

"It's Merman... and it's not going to be a fundamental solution where I called Ares Merman to calm him down."

It's all a premature mistake.

If Limis' Spirit Demon Instructor (Elementar) had been strong enough to play Garnett, Marine, who had signed a contract later on, would not have been threatened.

Limis got his hand beside the aquamarine tangled at his feet and held him up. Spirits without physical flesh lift easily even with the thin arms of a remiss.

Talk as you feel the cold skin feel of Aquamarine.

"It's okay, Marin. 'Cause I would never let you do that."

I can also break my contract, but I'm not going to dye my hands at it. A covenant is sacred and not to be broken for unilateral reasons. If there's an offer from the Spirit himself, it doesn't either.

You don't care what the Lord looks like, Garnett blows a big flame. In the flames of Garnett, the covenant spirit, Rimis himself will not be hurt.

Aquamarine in his arms, frightened, looked at the remiss with his crushed eyes. In those eyes, a strong sense of purpose springs up in the remiss.

"Soon, we can get along. Because I persuade you... just bear with me a little."

I had an idea of the means.

One is to raise the level of Remiss himself, increase his power as a Spirit Demon Instructor (Elementar) and ask Garnett to acknowledge him, with which he can become friends.

The second is - to sign contracts with other senior spirits of the same quality and have them work as buffers.

The question is whether even the journey of the Demon King's Crusade can afford such a thing in the midst of a harsh journey - but it is not something that can be forgiven as a single magician, such as a covenant spirits get angry with each other.

Aquamarine smiled relieved at the strong willingness of the remiss.

Fujido called out to comfort the remiss of hugging Aquamarine strongly.

"... Either way, we need a covenant with the other spirits. Not just Remiss, but me too."

"Right..."

I needed strength. The fierce battle with Helyar, which had overwhelming power, had made a huge difference in the perception of the Fujido and the others.

Fujido, Limis and Aria are no different than having a sense of impatience for growth.

I was silently delayed in emotion while holding Aquamarine in my arms for a while, but I remember the face of another fellow who looked depressed in the morning, Rimis asks.

"... Speaking of which, what is Gresha's errand?

"Come on? I hear you know someone in Wangdu."

"Even though it's a dragon?

"... because Gresha has so many mysteries... she didn't seem to want me to ask, and I believe her. You should tell me if anything happens... Oh, look, if you make a rumor -"

Gresha was just about to come into the training ground. I know that on the wavy dark green hair, my little body only looks like a child, but it has enormous power.

The girl who attended the party as a result was now also a fine fighter. Still silent and barely speaking, it remains the same, but in the Battle of Helyar, he flew with his life, and his power to wield a giant hammer of war is stronger than anyone else in the party.

There's still something I can't figure out what I'm thinking, but Fujido and the others, including their character, embraced this subdragon girl.

In the morning, he seemed depressed when he left alone, but Gresha's footsteps now seemed heavier than that.

Is something wrong?

The question turned my head, but I set that aside for a moment, raising one hand to Gresha as she approached me, and smiling.

"Welcome back, Gresha. That was fast, did you run errands?

One word or two, a concise response should come back, saying nothing as usual to walk away.

But Gresha was different today. When I look up as if I was ready, I open my eyes and stare up at Fujido.

Words jam in the deep green irises that are going to suck when you watch them. And Gresha opened her mouth.

"Hey, Toho, Rimisu! Gurusha is very, very energetic and welcome! There is so much power, I feel like crusading the Demon King right now! How about that!!? Heh-heh!

In front of Fujido, which solidifies with a smile, Gresha did not change one expression and began to dance in a agile motion.