Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

I was feeling worse than outraged at the status quo, which I couldn't help.

Originally, I didn't expect anything to work.

Gresha's humanization is often unknown. Gresha herself had already confirmed at the first meeting that she did not know the cause, and she had also put on a hit that the factor had more to do with the specificity of Fujido than Gresha herself - the protection of the god of mercy, Theon Guscion.

So it was within the assumption that Gresha did not know a dragon friend who could be humanized.

When considered calmly, the humanization of demons is the consolidation of possibilities.

At any rate, demons have much higher foundational abilities than people. Growth is well below the human race, but nothing would be more efficient in the present situation, which even spares time to grow.

Above all, it's great - the fact that demons don't have a back shield. Unlike Sanya or Rabbi or Amelia, no one complains where the demon is dead. It can also be used as a wall in times of need, and most importantly, there are so many demons that you can't kill them or not, so replenishing them is easy.

It would be the one called Luck in Misfortune. Gresha's presence was a valuable sample case that showed me new possibilities.

The only problem is that I don't know how to humanize it, but come on. You just have to find out.

The god of mercy, Theon Guscion, is regarded as equivalent to the other two pillars - the military god Pulfras Russ and the order god Az Gried, but its protective hold is less heavily applied than the protective hold of the other two gods. Because the power gained is unknown.

It would not be realistic to use Fujido to verify humanization, but it would not be difficult to find anyone else with Scion's protection to work with.

When Gresha brought her friend the dragon, she was going to use it later to try and make mistakes. At least, to the extent that I tried it with hassle and people, I had a feeling Gresha had the potential.

However, the outcome of the negotiations with Gresha was a previous issue bringing in fellow members.

Looking at my expression back at the inn, Amelia frowns, dressed as ruffled as ever.

"............... you didn't work"

"Gresha's guy......... he doesn't know or have any friends"

You have no friends or acquaintances, it makes no sense no matter how much I threaten you.

That was totally unexpected, although I knew not so many ice tree dragons lived in the Vale Great Forest.

I didn't know either, but apparently, the ice-tree dragon is not a subdragon that makes a herd, but a creature that makes a wide range of territory by itself. It's only half a plant, it reproduces differently from other dragons, and they spend the rest of their lives lonely... lonely.

I am muscled because I have lived for over a hundred years and I don't know anyone.

Maybe it wasn't because he was unfaithful if the humanized Gresha did it, but because he was originally a less sociable creature but a late one.

I'm not going to blame Gresha for that. I'm not going to slap anything that can't be helped.

But the search for companionship has been reset again. Even though time is finite.

"Damn, oh... I want company that doesn't matter if I die"

"... can you call that a companion?

Amelia gave me a frightened look when I accidentally told her the truth.

Sanya, unacceptable to use because of the contract, is making fun of this one, shakes her tail a lot.

All this time it was regretted that I was a multitude of shackled priests. If you don't choose the means, there are several ways to do it, but monks shouldn't do anything that defiles the Church's name - something that is unethical.

So far, I can't think of anyone who's going to die for me but Gregorio. Guys who are dying when they don't have to... float.

We have to think of another way to do this again.

So I regain my mind, stretch my spine and look at Amelia.

It wouldn't be a good idea to show them where they got too stuck.

"In the meantime, we have negotiated with Gresha to communicate more with the Fujido and the others. He's too passive. Amelia, can you get some support?

This is the second purpose for which I called Gresha.

The role originally imposed on Gresha is that of a messenger.

As well as gathering and accurately communicating the information, we also have to do the job of communicating our intentions from here to Fujido and the others.

These days it had become useful to participate in the battle, but that one was more neglected. This is third-rate as a spy.

It doesn't have to all work out from the start. But you have to make an effort.

Amelia blinked her big blue eyes and leaned her neck wonderfully.

"............... What do you do with support?

"He doesn't know what to talk about when he talks to the Fujido guys. Instructions to communicate smoothly - Amelia... do you have many friends?

"Are you making fun of me?

I forgot. I had no idea. Amelia has a strong personality for what she wants. The gall power is considerable, but doesn't look very good at communicating.

Asking me with a serious look, Amelia thumbed up pointlessly confidently.

"The simulation is perfect. Using my manifold, women and men are mellow. My dragon is also a hottie dragon in just one month. I read and studied many books."

Deep blue eyes, lightly tied lips. I knew this Sister poker face was muscled. I have nothing but anxiety.

Shit, this. Amelia is the only one who can connect to Gresha.

I will check with the thought of straw.

"... a woman who can work, Amelia?

Amelia grinned her fist in front of her chest without even smiling tingly.

"Yes, it's Amelia, a woman who can work."

My stomach is sore for some reason with a seriously rotten look.

I'm just as anxious to ask Stae to stay. But that's rude, not very rude, but I can't tell him myself.

Whether you can do your job or not, you're one of those people who followed me from the beginning.

Silently, he was slightly shouldered from behind.

"Boss, Sanya, a silver werewolf famous for her sociability, is here...?

... A and B are worn. What am I supposed to do? Trust your people. Are you sure?

I know it's an important job for my boss to leave it to my men, but can I take responsibility for it?

Amelia in front and Sanya in the back held her back and froze, she heard a plundering voice, whether she saw it or not.

"Dude dude dude.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"... okay?

Some hot voice. It's a rabbi with knees on a chair and a robe of thick fabric all over his body.

Deeply worn hood. Thin white gloves on thick mask. From the toe to the tip of his head, he seemed somewhere sick with the thoroughness that the only eyes exposed were crimson eyes.

Of these three companions, she would be if she were to choose the most matte.

But the rabbi looks terribly ill.

I accidentally listened back with anticipation, but I also have trouble falling down now. The ultimate choice.

Unfortunately, God's blessing was also helpless during the estrus of the racial traits.

The rabbi answers with a calm voice, even as he coughs.

"Dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude, dude...

"... ok. Help. Ask for Amelia and Sanya's support. I don't think there's a problem."

Amelia is swelling her cheeks, and Sanya is smiling.

Do these guys understand that this is an important task?

A pile of small things can be important. That's what business is all about.

But now I just have to believe. This is not a fatal task if it fails.

All we have to do is put Gresha in the circle of the Fujido and the others a little more. I can't even entrust myself with this level of work, how can I call it companionship, etc. I have so much more to do than rot.

"The ultimate goal is to get along to the point where it won't be unnatural to tell Gresha's mouth about Fujido's faults."

"I understand. Leave it to Amelia, this Mr. Ares' katana, her appearance, her brains are clear, and her divine conspiracy."

This guy, he's got a lot to do...

I'm a hundred times tired of interviewing Gresha, even though we just talked a little bit.

Amelia and Sanya surround the desk and start consulting, and Rabbi joins it like a hundred million bucks.

I'm in another job. Preparation of a request in a report to the Church. Drafting of the next plan to confirm the situation. I have things to do to procure materials for Fujido and the others and to make my head ache. Oh, yeah. We must also contact Zoran, the Magic Instrument Creator, who sent him to headquarters.

When I tried to get out again, I remembered that I had gotten something nice outside.

It's an episodic suppression potion for beasts. There are few beasts in Lukes, so I had a hard time getting them.

There seems to be a personal difference in the effect, but it would be better than not.

Before the rabbi, place it in a clear light water colour in a glass bottle. Rabbi's eyes swayed slightly.

"This is-"

"It's a sedation potion for beasts. There seems to be a personal difference, but a half-beast man would settle down for a few days in a bite. I may be rested, but I bought it for once."

"Heh, you do it, boss. You're gonna be fine, right?

Whistle as if Sanya were teasing you.

It was certainly a high percentage compared to the general potion, but I can't replace my belly on my back. Expenses, expenses.

The rabbi pinched it up and shook his body small as he looked with his hot eyes.

"...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... … thank you, thank you"

"Never mind. This is part of the deal."

That's not enough considering you killed Helyar. Now you just have to put more effort into hunting your neck.

You're also thinking at the time of drinking, I said to the rabbi watching the potion in a blur, with Sanya walking around on the chair.

"Good for you, Rabbi. In the meantime, he said it didn't work at all."

"............ what?

"Haha, the boss is out of a weird spot, isn't he? The rabbi who's been having a hard time couldn't have tried one or two of the potions, could he?

…………

Sure, you're right when you say that. Even as an assassin in the present state would be in the way. I don't even think the rabbi is in trouble with the money.

I should have checked lightly first.

"... I'm sorry"

"………… no"

When the rabbi removed the cap on the spot, he shifted his mask and put his mouth on the potion.

Drink it all up at once, wipe your mouth with your sleeves, and look up at this one. The skin that had been exposed due to shifting the mask was red and on fire.

".................. Indeed, it is a sedation potion. It's healed. Thank you, boss. Dude, dude, dude!

"... oh, that's good. You don't have to do too much, rest when it gets hard."

"... mmm... yes..."

Rabbi's care hurts my heart. The shopkeeper said he'd be completely calm in one bite, but apparently nothing really matters.

Until now, I've largely managed with the sacred thrust, so I don't know what to do if that doesn't work.

Would you like to see how it goes for now?

I decided to write this down on the assignment sheet in my head and think about reporting it to the church.

§ § §

"Toya, I think we should be more serious about raising the level. Let's not do this again! Halfway through Mahogany, there are no brave men of the past. Why don't you give me a glitch? Heh-heh!

…………

"Mr. Rimisu, no. First of all, the Spirit's covenant is not enough. I can't believe how long I've been trying to name him after him. Yes, yes, yes! If you're unwilling, I want you to change everything else!

…………

"Huh!? What happened...? Limis!? Lord Nao!?

Coming back into Aria's eye after some errands outside was Fujido and Remiss with a dead eye with a knee.

Gresha, who was dancing in front of the two people holding her knees, looks back at Aria, who rushes over.

"You're here, you can't!