Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

When Flam woke up, the white ceiling was spreading.

Look at the spotless, obviously high-quality wallpaper.

Well, where am I?

Her memory is broken off where she cuddled with Milkit on our doorstep.

My mind and body were exhausted, and I guess I fell asleep like that.

So - then why are you being put to sleep in such a strange place, not in the bedroom of the house?

Wake up your torso, look around.

The room was spacious for nothing.

There is still extra space for a set of furniture, completely extra space.

So much so that I wish I could just make it two rooms.

And Fram's sleeping bed, the shelves beside him, the lamps hanging from the ceiling - no, the chandeliers, none of this is all fancy.

"I'm coming to an amazing place... hotel, it doesn't look like it. It's not like a hospital, and where is it? Here."

I thought it was finally over, but did I get caught up in every trouble again?

Flam puffs his head.

That's when I realized.

Slightly lighter.

No, I guess I should say it's light - it's back to normal.

There is no feeling of blurring of the head or heartache.

"Well, then, let's start treating you."

To the lid, I remembered that word of Sarah.

Then twist your body and gaze at the view outside that you can see through the big window.

Apparently this isn't the first floor, and I could see the boulevard.

It was as dense a crowd as ever, but a lot calmer than it was during the parade of examples.

Or the festival decorations were mostly cleaned up as well.

"I see, I see. He was treated while asleep, which means... inside the cathedral."

I don't know what method you used, but I guess the damage to the flesh caused by the load of Chi Yue Flashing "Planal Overdrive" has completely healed with it.

No, I don't even think it's such an easy cure, but it's Fram himself who knows best about his body.

"I wonder if you noticed my body as of four years ago, Saila, that you could have handled it so quickly"

Or someone else, have you advanced to her?

Nevertheless, I guess the treatment was not an easy one.

Perhaps a few days - if I did poorly, Fram would have been asleep for a longer period of time.

"I've annoyed you because you're soggy..."

I was going to take down Origin and come back with my chest up.

Suddenly being helped is a hard thing to do.

"Ma, that's the way it is. 'Cause unlike me, Mr. Gadio, it's not a vessel called a hero."

Flam throws his body out on the bed again, saying that to his infidelity.

My head jumped on my pillow.

That's the finest product, the sinking condition is also exquisite.

The futon is also fuzzy and is going to fall asleep again as it is.

A flam in which the sunlight plugging in even more is exquisitely warm, relaxing, and obscured in consciousness.

Then someone knocked on the door.

"Huh? Hmm... which way -"

Reply with a distracted voice.

Plus she woke up with her eyes rubbed.

It was Sarah and Negas who showed up from across the door.

As always, Sarah wraps around that gorgeous robe of rashes.

Looks like you're awake.

"Yeah, it was the best wake-up thanks to you. I'm sorry, I think I bothered you."

As Fram smiled bitterly, Sarah smiled.

The look also seems reassuring somewhere.

"Sounds like you know how it is. I think I'm glad I did just because I saw your unconscious expression."

"... so distracted, missing?

"Compared to when you're fighting, it's fuzzy."

Flam that I accidentally touch with my hand to make sure.

The trick is also much softer than it was when I was fighting in the grip of God eating.

"You look better that way."

"I think so, too. Serious faces just tire my facial expressions."

I'm totally used to that face, so it's always awesome if you still want to do it.

But I want to live a peaceful life where I don't have to have that look if possible.

"By the way, Saila, when am I going to wake up? It was like I knew what to do.

"About three days, I predicted."

"I know that."

"Dada doesn't have a medical magician."

Eh, and Sarah with her chest stretched.

"Pfft, this is our Saila's strength!

Negas, who was good at hitchhiking her like that, hugged Saila as she said.

I'm about to kiss my lips even closer to my cheek.

Regardless, there's no way that Saila would allow a skinship that doesn't read such air.

"Negas, didn't you promise not to do that in the cathedral? -

She tries to shake Neigus naggingly.

But the look looked heartless or happy.

Including a series of interactions, the two of them haven't really changed.

"Looks like we're still close, more importantly."

One dusty flam.

"More than anything, this is a sacred cathedral!?

"There's no sanctity or flattery, because this isn't a religious institution anymore, it's just the headquarters of the union. Besides, we all know our relationship."

"That's not the problem. Yikes!

Apparently, Sarah cares about something dignified.

That should happen, too, because she is now the head of an organization that binds medical magicians.

Now that Origin has been defeated, the Church no longer exists.

Now the monks and nuns are at the centre, reshaping themselves as medical organizations to save people's lives.

From the looks of it, Saila tends to think of herself as a figurine treated as a mascot, but her healing magic arm was one of the best in the kingdom and practically reigned at the top of the organization.

He was a flam with a smiling view of Saila and Negas, but turned his gaze toward the entrance where no one was.

If you knew you were going to wake up today - why isn't Milkit here?

No, even if it wasn't, it seems like she'd be leaning in while she sleeps here.

"Maybe you're looking for a mill kit? Then..."

Where Negas was about to say something, the door opened with momentum.

A breathless mill kit that emerges from beyond.

"Ha, ha, ha... I managed to make it...!

And I had eyes with Flam.

Drop your shoulders disappointingly.

"No, it was."

"Ooh, Milkit"

Flam said with his hands flickering.

Just look at that, nature and cheeks loose.

I wonder how hurried you came, the skin visible from the bandage gap was red and sweaty.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was actually going to come back before I woke up..."

I guess I was so shocked that Flam couldn't be present the moment he woke up, the blatantly depressing mill kit.

And for her, Fram...

"That's fine, see"

I spread my hands the same way I did when I reunited.

"Your husband......!

Milkit's eyes sparkle.

I know as much as she wants to do.

I've been asleep for three days, and I must have missed you even though I knew I was going to wake up.

Milkit is happily hugging me.

And as he claimed ownership, he slipped his cheeks.

"Oh, your husband is amazing after all. My heart is so much wider than my imaginary husband, kind and......!

"It's an exaggeration. When I say that, Milkit likes me a lot more than I imagined."

Two arms are turned on each other's backs.

It was Saila and Negas who were totally left behind, but of course that's what we're supposed to do.

Looking at Fram and Milkit hugging each other in a calm manner.

"I wish you were as enthusiastic as that, too, Sarah."

"I'm going to be pretty sweet at home..."

Saila said, blushing her cheeks.

In the last four years the two of them have come to live together, but in fact, the distance is quite close when we are alone.

"Keep your eyes open more! Drop the shame!

"That's why I'm telling you I can't do that!

In short, Sarah is shy.

It's not that I never think of Negas, I don't want to look defenselessly sweet in this city I know a lot of people, that's all.

"You're back because of me, but you made me miss you"

"Compared to before, it's enough to have your husband there"

"Oh, I knew you'd be beside me the whole time?

"Of course it is. I've been holding hands and chewing up the happiness of your husband here."

"You slept with me at night."

Saila told me, a mill kit that leans blush.

It is quite a fervent nurse.

Nevertheless, this is not the kind of relationship that I would say now.

Instead, Flam gets happy feeling strongly that he doesn't want to leave for a moment.

"We've been together ever since today, and I couldn't stand it."

"You can't, you can't..."

"That's right, hey, I think he did, even in the opposite position"

"Is your husband, too? Hehe, I'm glad. But I was satisfied when I was asleep, but when I was talking like this, I knew, I woke up. Your husband would be hundreds of times better."

"It's a lot to talk about."

"Right. There are so many other things I would like to do."

What else - and now Flam's cheeks are red.

I feel like the temperature in the room has gone up without my heart because of about three girls with elevated body temperatures.

Neigus deliberately fanned his face with his hand "It's hot," he said.

"You may think it's impossible... but for four years, I've been anxious. Three days after that, I was missed."

"Ozuke..."

"Probably for that matter, me, I think I'm being greedy"

Milkit's eyes, pointed at close range, are hot and wet.

The month of four years is reversing the age of the two of us, and now she's eighteen.

I can't say anything because I haven't looked under the bandage, but I can only tell that my face is a little more grown up than before.

And the biggest change is that you're more physically fit than your face - even now, Flam's body still has a soft chest pressed against it.

Originally, her body was thin because she had been undernourished for years, and if that improves, she returns to her original shape.

I guess that's the mill kit right now.

There's nothing strange about Flam feeling glossy while having the same sex with her like that.

(Me and Milkit are lovers, what are we going to do there confused)

It takes a slightly different form from the emotions I've felt for Milkit so far.

But that's all.

If you're in love, if you love, it's natural.

"Then I can love Milkit with peace of mind."

Put your hand on Milkit's cheek, and Fram told him so.

From above its hands, soft, warm palms overlap.

"Contempt, don't you?

"What kind of person wants and despises a lover? If he was here, he wouldn't be in love."

"I'm sure you are, but your husband isn't. Any me will accept it with great heart. So I want to offer everything to your husband, body and mind."

With that said, Milkit stared into Flam's eyes.

Flam also involves his gaze silently.

There were no words between them, but they must have probably been mind-to-heart and conversational.

"All of a sudden they show off at the highest speed, that's just like the ladies"

"If only that tenth boldness were on Saila......!

"So you're stuck at home, right?"

"No, it's not a distance, that word. Whisper the words of sweet love in your ears and stare. That's what I crave -"

"I don't think you can think of such a floating word. Can Negas say that?

"I'm the kind of person who, you see, talks to each other with his body"

"It's just a pervert."

Nothing. Flam and Milkit are not particularly conscious either.

When you think about them, nature and those words overflow.

And I can't stop it.

Emotions push hard on my back and flow out endlessly.

In the end, Flam and Milkit stared at each other for a while as it was - Saila said it was only a few dozen minutes after that that that she started explaining the future.

◇ ◇ ◇

Here's a summary of Saila's story.

As of four years ago, I had noticed no abnormalities in Flam's body, but I didn't even know that it was the heart and brain that were wearing out.

In order to find out, she fished for materials about the Cavalier Swordsmanship (Cavalier Arts) that remained without burning in the Wang capital.

Then in the literature, they found the depths that say, 'Only theoretically exists, and no one could have used it'.

That's the flash of chi: Planal Overdrive.

When it became clear what caused the anomaly that had happened to Fram's flesh, Saila began studying magic just to heal her from it.

Of course I'm not alone.

Negas, of course, said that the nuns, Saila's colleagues, starting with Tina, and even Eterna and Jean, and even Seatum, busy working as Demon King, sewed in between duties to join us.

Still, whatever the heart was, it took a long time to regenerate the brain cells.

In the end, the magic was done, he said, six months ago.

If Flam had come back last year - there would have been no cure for the body, it would have been debilitating and it would have lost its life.

Though the treatment is over, Flam's body is not full.

For one thing, I was allowed to go home today, but I was cautioned to refrain from exercising and remain at peace for at least a month.

Even if she is not told, she intends to do so from the beginning.

It's been a battle pack for a long time, then you won't be able to hit a bee for about a month without doing anything.

Plus - Flam now remains in a state of final showdown with Origin.

In other words, it maintains a status of over a million.

Assuming I moved my body slightly, I wouldn't fall for a bit or softly.

◇ ◇ ◇

Afterwards, the flam changed from the bedding he was dressed in at some point to his regular shirt and shorts.

Anything. That seems to be something Milkit made herself in case she comes back.

Once again, Flam feels the dexterity of her hand, not unlike what she professionally made.

Whatever it is, wear it and go outside the cathedral.

Connect your hands with the mill kit and get on the road.

"Oh, it's Otilier."

"What, the way you say it like you found that rare creature"

There, Otilier stood with his hair down and a much calmer impression.

Having her naturally means that there is also Henriette next door.

"Something softer on your face?

"Maybe it looks that way because you left the battlefield."

"Army, I quit. So, in what position are you with Mr. Henriette now?

"Now they have me as my personal secretary"

"We're here to support you, both at work and in private."

That's a story that's been going on for four years.

It was annihilated by the destruction of the Wang capital, but I cut it out of Henriette by the time the battle was over and the reconstruction was progressing.

He wants us to stop the army and stay beside ourselves.

Otilier has been distorted because Henriette has continued to behave halfway, if not originally.

That must have been her way of taking responsibility.

There was no reason to say no, even as Otilier.

Because you joined the army, to chase Henriette.

That is more of a suggestion that I don't even wish for, because it has now approached me from the other side.

"Huh, you feel better than before. So, why were you two waiting for us?

"Hey, is that an escort?"

"That's what I'm talking about"

"Escort? To me? They did tell me to rest..."

"It's not just the body. Fram, you're a celebrity, if you walk through the city without any precautions, you'll soon have a crowd. But the wild horses won't even come close if the military hardens up around them."

"I wonder if that will happen"

Even if they say so, I don't really know how it feels.

Anyway, even when Flam walked around, he was treated like he was in disguise.

"I think Mr. Henriette is right. Even I can speak up quite a bit."

"The mill kit? Isn't that simply cute and numbed or something?

"If you weren't a celebrity, you wouldn't be calling out to a bandage-wrapped woman like that."

"I don't know, that's cute."

It's just a curse.

Otilier sighed loudly.

"That mark, formerly known as the Slave Mark, is now also treated like a hero's Mark. The cause of this is on you, Fram, isn't it?

"Oh, no, someone said that..."

"Substantial slavery seems to have disappeared because of that, and it's better if you understand your influence early, you won't have to get into trouble later."

"It's not a good pin... well, I'll be careful"

Slave tattoo. Flam responding while touching the hero tattoo.

For her, it only reminds her of the same hard memories.

I was able to forgive Gene a little, and although the pain had not been alleviated, it was not something I could honestly rejoice in being called a hero's mark.

"If that makes it easier for Milkit to live, I don't know."

"What's wrong with me?

"Yeah, anything. Oh, no, I thought you said the sailors were coming with you."

Saying, Flam turns toward the cathedral.

Then just from there, a dressed Sarah and Neigus came out.

The robe Sarah is wearing is close to the old qualitative, and when this happens, it's increasingly no different than it was four years ago.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Mr. Henriette, Mr. Otilier, I'm sorry to bother you, but it's nice to meet you."

"Escorts are an invaluable task for military personnel who have now become famous, let us do exactly that."

I bow my head respectfully Henriette.

Sarah does so at first sight, but now she is undoubtedly one of those in power in the kingdom.

The rivalry with the Demons is over, the Origins are disappearing, and the Royal Army is losing its role.

Now that there are people unfamiliar with a new society like God's blood, they move around relatively busily to maintain security, but that will eventually calm them down too.

To show majesty to the surrounding aristocracy, even so, it is also a sufficient problem if there is one flam.

By the way.

Flam, who starts walking, asks Saila and the others to the lid.

"Does being here with you mean you have any purpose in the house?

Wouldn't it be too protective to come home with as much or as little as it takes for a follow-up?

Simply to come and visit - then you can say that, and since the residence of Saila and Negas is near this cathedral, it's not an atmosphere like stopping by when you get home.

I didn't doubt anything, but somehow Fram got concerned.

And Saila,

"Giggle."

and reacted too plainly.

I didn't think there was a human being who would say that with his mouth, so on the contrary, Flam is more confused.

"Hey Flam, don't you think Sarah's cute that you can't lie to me?

Neigus trying to distract the story from deception.

... No, in her case, there's a good chance she's saying it with vegetables.

"Maybe I shouldn't have asked?

"... oh, you don't know anything"

Seela who turns away and obviously lies.

And exciting Negas.

Apparently, it was a topic you shouldn't have touched.

"Yeah, okay, I'll forget about it. In the honor of Sarah."

"If possible, do so"

"Ugh..."

A mill kit with a bitter laugh at the snagging saira.

Flam understood the situation more or less, but with a body that knew nothing, he kept walking.

Nevertheless, everything is too peaceful.

Nature and cheeks become loose.

For Flam, who was unconscious, that death fight was, at best, a few hours ago.

(The air full of the world was so soft and light...)

Even if you take one oxygen full of lungs, it's completely different.

I can't find any anxiety anywhere that makes me breathe lightly, live or not bitter, and that always hangs around my chest.

That's what Flam won.

Thanks to her, it's what the world got.

The depressing Sarah, the rough Negas, the Otilier and Henriette watching it warmly, and - the mill kit smiling happily just holding hands.

Everything is peaceful, everything shines.

Uncomfortable with the warmth of the reborn world, Flam laughed as he "fumbled".