Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

Seventh report: on the changes in the behaviour of the Fujido et al.

Hurry back to the inn. Everyone was in the room.

Unlike yesterday, the room is tidy and there are no traces of meals, etc. There's just a sign that I rushed to clean up.

Sanya laughs uncomfortably somewhere, and the rabbi is only looking at her eyes as if she's still not feeling well. Only Amelia's expression was always the same.

Take a big, deep breath to see how the triplets are doing. Take a deep breath once your emotions become uncontrollable. That's the trick to recommending things smoothly.

I was surprised when I heard the report from Amelia, but it was okay, I pulled. I just pulled it off. I just pulled...

"What happened?

"I used Mr. Gresha and when I applied a little burst, I pulled. They're not coming out of the room."

What the hell did you make me say...... I can't see any offense from that look on my face.

For the past six months or so, I have had several plans constantly. Looking for personnel, imposing special training, raising the level, but all of that puts Fujido down the Demon King as a premise.

I don't want you to break my heart. But I wasn't worried about that because of Fujido's temperament.

If it could break in the first place, it would be so broken.

When it was broken, it was pulled...

"Hahaha...... okay, boss. I was just teasing you a little... Yeah, I think you need some self-reflection, too, huh?... grown up and I wonder if it was just right. Well... if it breaks to this extent, it's useless."

"I'm sorry, boss... my consciousness has been so scattered... I couldn't stop it"

Sanya lays down her ears and vomits the truth as she pulls her cheeks, and the rabbi flutters her head.

I looked around at my colleagues who could do my job.

"You guys are telling me that you broke the heart of a brave man in the upper ecclesiastical level, and that's what you're telling me to report?

Anyway, if you're going to die on your own, it's not like I know what you're going to say if our failure seriously damages Fujido's mind.

Even then, I was... concerned. That in just a few hours - really, what did you make these guys say to Gresha...

Though I told you it's the ultimate goal to make sure you don't have a problem communicating your faults.

"I'm fine. Communicate to Gresha and let her inspire you. Let him get back on his feet at all costs. Before they were called to the royal castle."

The Kingdom of Lukes is an important customer to the sacred Church of AZ GREED. Before the building, the summoned Saint Brave is a testament to Luke's faith, but the stronger the brave, the greater the influence of the Church over Luke.

I'm not interested in power, but if the power of the Church becomes stronger, it also extends to the extent that I can speak out. There are also many handbills that can be taken with support.

Until you become a fine brave man with as much power as you can defeat the superior demon clan, you must be a fine god.

Can you stay here for such nonsense!

"Huh............ are you going to let me get it back from there? How?

"Boss, I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I made him say it in the norm, and he was shocked by it, which means he was conscious."

............... really, really, really, what did these guys make me say?

And Fujido and the others, don't take the words of the subdragon you joined along the way so seriously!

"Praise kill! Whatever, lie, cheer him up!

Amelia and Sanya looked at each other, ordering me to get half fucked up.

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What the hell am I doing......

Gresha raised her face to a voice that echoed in her brain, suppressing Gresha Hagu's stomach.

There is no one in the private room of the spacious remiss. For the past six months, Gresha and her comrades, who had slept together, had no sign of coming out pulling into the bedroom.

Gresha is a dragon. Being a subspecies, it is a species with powerful powers.

Life expectancy is overwhelmingly longer than that of the clan, and we don't know human sensibilities. The human language is understandable, but the backbone of existence is different in the first place.

So Gresha didn't know why the Vines were in shock and pulling into the room. I'm not really interested either.

The only thing in Gresha right now is how not to piss off that horrible human being, that's all.

That is, how to follow faithfully the instructions of the woman who calls on Gresha's head with horrible human instructions, and no matter how pointless the instructions seemed, Gresha simply followed them as they were told.

'Something like this... encourage me to be good.' Cause that was a lie earlier, Mr. Fujido, he's cool, he's doing reasonably well, whatever. '

I was instructed to be a lot less specific compared to the first, get up, and turn to the bedroom door where Fujido and the others should be.

I stopped coming out of my room for a very long day. I thought it was time to speak up, even if no instructions were given. I'm hungry, and I'm somewhat uncomfortable because of what's been going on.

What an encouragement, open the bedroom door with due consideration.

It wasn't locked.

Look around slowly. Large bed in one, dresser on bookshelf.

And - 'doors' installed in the center of the room, which I shouldn't have seen before.

There was a slight sound of blood. The figure of the Fujido and the others instructed to encourage him is without shadow or form.

I rush around the room looking for Fujido and the others. Peek under the buckling bed and check the closet as it opens.

No, I'm not. Sure, he's not out there. From a security point of view, there are no windows in the bedroom. There's no place to hide. But he's not here.

One of Gresha's roles is watching. I've only ever been careful there.

It's disgusting. I don't know what I'd do to that horrible person if they found out about this.

You want to run away? I get that idea in my brain for a second, but if I do that, that horrible human being will split the grass roots and find Gresha. And he'll be subjected to horrible torture that you can't even imagine. Yes, to not compromise the credibility of your own words. That man won't consider if Gresha has ever been loyal.

Never turn to the enemy. It was hard to resist that fear because there was almost nothing lined up in the Vale Great Forest.

The force falls out of his whole body by so much impact that he sits in bed. My throat was ragged. There was a noisy woman's voice in her brain, but not now.

How to recover. The sooner you report it, the sooner, but it's just gone. Now, maybe they think Gresha killed Fujido and the others, too. That's all we have to avoid. No matter how desperate you are to appeal, that human being without blood or tears must not hear Gresha's words or anything.

and that's when Gresha noticed one note written left on the bed.

Take it away with your trembling hands.

'I'm going to a secret training. Don't worry. Tell your maid about the rice.

"What's wrong? Gresha? What happened?

Gresha slapped her little fist on the fuzzy bed silently.