Dual Life ~Hiru wa Yuusha Party, Yoru wa Maou Gun~

On the other hand, Zenobia, running through the woods as he escapes from Falsa, unconsciously uses enhanced magic to move deeper and deeper. Fortunately, without being attacked by other monsters, you will reach the deepest part of the forest by the time your magic power is finally cut or your feet stop.

"Hah, huh, huh, shit! Why ... huh, like a mage ... If you have that much power ...

Zenobia, kneeling to the ground and muttering alone while breathing, seems to remember something different from the previous duel. Zenobia himself slaps his fist on the ground again and again with a disappointed expression, whether his mind has not been arranged yet. Zenobia, who has completely lost his cool, probably does not know where he is now, but that is irrelevant for the demon. There were monsters approaching Zenobia at an unsatisfactory speed, echoing the sound of suzin, suzin, and the earth moving.

"Well, no way ... Land turtle!"

When the loud noise was heard, Xenobia noticed the approach of the demon, but it was an adult of Land Turtle, a monster that was so loud that the Owlbear could be seen by a child. It is at least ten meters long, and its huge body moves its four legs without any concern while slicing down the surrounding trees. And two land turtles appeared before Zenobia. Aurelia's guess seemed to be correct: a breeding land turtle appeared in the forest, which had caused a catastrophe, but another worst thing for Zenobia was.

"Shit! Already hatched!"

Hundreds of shadows were wrapped around and behind the number one land turtles, and upon squinting, they were larvae of the land turtles. Even though it is a larva, it already has nails and fangs, and it is probably close to being close. If left untouched for a few days, it is easy to imagine appearing in surrounding villages and continuing to attack humans and livestock one after another.

"Here, here, if I get rid of them alone, I'll announce the nose of that disgusting mage ...?"

Zenobia shouts and reaches out to the waist, determined to defeat the Land Turtle from the opposition to Falsa. But his right hand cut the sky, and Zenobia apparently noticed that he had released his sword for the first time.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

Zenobia, leaning backwards with no power, twists her face in despair. With almost no magic power and no weapons, there is no way for humans to counter the demons. The opponent is a couple of hundreds of land turtle larvae and a huge adult that is 10 meters long, and it is clear that Zenobia's whole body will be eaten alive a few seconds later.

"No, no, no, no, no."

Body fluids began to flow from Zenobia's eyes and nose, and the lower body and the ground became damp, as if she could not endure too much fear. His voice trembles and his teeth rattle. The limbs are not strong enough to retreat, just waiting to be eaten.

"Peak, fly, puppet, enjoy, enjoy"

Now, not a noble knight who lives his sword, but a terrified girl. Whether Zenobia was fortunate or devastated by his extraordinary sword talent, he has never been in a life crisis. For the first time in her life, her fear of death has always been overwhelming, and she has always had a victory outside of training. Those who are on the battlefield are said to be the only ones who survive the deadline, but it seems that Zenobia, who is not yet mentally mature, had no way to fight. And timelessly, there's no waiting for Zenobia to recover, and hundreds of young turtles in the Land Turtle rush to hunt for food.

"Hit!"

"Fimble Winter!"

Xenobia screamed so much in fear that she closed her eyes, but she opened her eyes again, surprised by the voice heard from behind her and the cold air that hit her body.

"What, ... ko ... re"

Whether she had fallen to the bottom of fear a long time ago or couldn't believe the scene reflected in her eyes, Zenobia was snarling. Land Turtles, approaching Zenobia just a few seconds ago, were all frozen and turned into ice sculptures. Even so, Zenobia, which is only a few centimeters away, has no effect, only the area where the land turtles were was reflecting the sun's light neatly, and the magic was activated without a minute deviation. Can be seen. However, at least in Zenobia's common sense of the humans in the kingdom of Valois, it is unlikely that there are wizards that can handle such powerful magic accurately. If this could be done easily, this magic would be out of the ordinary, so that the tactics learned by the knight would be useless.

"Well, it looks like we managed to make it in time. If you stay here forever, your body will get cold and will you return to the city quickly?"

There was a man who gently called out, with his white and red robes showing his court mage wrapped around Zenobia's body. When Zenobia turned to the Lord of the Voices, a court mage man, who hated that much, was squatting with a smile.

"Well, what is it?"

"Yeah, I'm definitely Farsa?"

"Which Falsa, what about Falsa, wow, wow oh ah!"

Zenobia spilled large tears from her beautiful blue eyes, and jumped into Falsa's chest with a touch of emotion. Farsa felt strange and calm, thinking that this was the best way to help his child.

"Ok, okay, it's okay now"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, okay, I don't care anything."

"Uh, uh ... over there ... over there, over there ..."

Xenobia, who seems to have stopped crying, suddenly notices something and jumps away from Falsa's body. Falsa was wondering what had happened suddenly, and Zenobia was holding his crotch with his hands, blushing with a squirm and shaking his body. Apparently, she was incontinent when she was just hit by Land Turtle, and now she's ashamed to remember.

"Xenovia, how do you change clothes?"

"... in a town ... in an inn"

As far as Falsa is concerned, she asks if she needs to change clothes, but she leaves her clothes at an inn close to the forest where she is staying. Zenobia's answer was as expected, and Falsa thought it would not be good to take the girl to this condition.

"Then there was a brook nearby, so let's go there once.

"I can't help. If you just walk normally ...

Zenobia, who grabbed his hand outright, stands up, but his leg is entangled and jumps back into Farsa's chest. Somehow, unlike the first impression, it's a pretty scream, and Falsa thinks about the drunken thing, but ponders what to do best. Zenobia's condition was a recoil due to enhanced magic, and it was brought to its present state by unreasonable use when running through the woods. The magic that Zenobia used unknowingly was so effective that Falsa could not catch up until he reached the depths of the forest. And even with all that magic, Zenobia's talent is immeasurable, as he's still doing so much reaction.

"Well, let's do this."

"What? Huh, Farsa, what the hell?

Falsa held Zenobia in both hands and started to stand up and walk. That's what is called a princess embrace, and Zenobia is the first time that a man can do that. Growing up as a Marquis daughter, Zenobia wasn't necessarily motivated by the opposite sex, but rather, was married like a mountain. However, Zenobia, who had been on the path of the sword, was not interested in such a float, and had refused all through his father, Marquis C テ te Chiffon, when he was attending a school in the royal capital that trains knights. Even so, he had been offered direct association several times. A sickly tired Zenobia declared that if he could beat himself with his sword, he would accept dating, and had cut it all off. If the older active knight was an opponent, there would be no other student of the same age as Zenobia, so his strength was a topic and he was appointed to the Shiroyuri Knights at the age of thirteen.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh"

Then, Zenobia lost to Falsa in a duel, was saved from a life-threatening crisis, was seen ashamed, and was hugged in this way. The various emotions swirling around Zenobia's heart are exploding. That's why even if you do something you don't understand, it can't be helped.

"Wow, that's the first time I lost like that! You need to take responsibility for losing me! Of course, you're ready for that. What?

"Hmm? Of course, I won, so I'll give you some kind of response. I'll ask you to follow it, but I don't mind."

The loser in a demonic duel usually followed the winner, and the Demon King's army had drawn in many demons. Falsa thought that Zenobia's responsibilities would probably be such, and instead signaled that he would be under his command. I don't mean to do anything just because I'm under the command, but Falsa would think it would be convenient if such a knight existed. This time, however, the timing was very bad, and Zenobia's and Farsa's crossing accelerated.

"Well, Falsa is also aggressive! Well, I guess I'll be prepared to say that! But I'm asking, but wait until I grow a little more as a knight It's hard to say that I'm still losing to the outsider, Farssa, even though I'm proud of it. "

"Oh, yeah, I don't mind if I apply for a rematch too often-"

"-, Of course, don't bother me! Yeah, that's right! Five or four years later, let me challenge again! At that time, I'm a good adult body and I'm much stronger than now I'm a little more than two months old and I'm only 14 years old, four years later I'm 17 or 18 years old. Even Falsa would be much better than such a child. "

To be honest, I don't know that Zenobia is so old, but Falsa thinks it's good to have some fun if he's more than four years away. He knew that Falsa would not want to know about his life at a knight school in Xenobia, and would like to challenge him purely.

"Yeah, I'm grateful, rather than saying, I'm okay.

"Well, I guess Farsa is also happy to be an adult. So, let's keep this story in mind until the time comes. I'm still a Marquis It's hard to get rid of this kind of thing with a murderous cod. But by that time I'll promise to persuade my father. "

Falsa was half-impressed and half-amazed at the words of Zenobia, saying that nobles were a crucial rule in a duel. And they did not talk about each other in the duel, and they did not talk about it until the promised time came, but that is four years ago.

"I'm looking forward to that time, but it's a lot different than when I first met in Princess Aura's room. I couldn't imagine talking like this until yesterday. "

"It's ... that ... like eight hits ... no, that was eight hits, sorry."

Zenobia, in Falsa's arm, utters an apology with a heartwarming expression. Farsa thinks she is the true figure, not the attitude she had.

"Every eight ... I guess it's more about a mage than me?"

"... Oh, this isn't unusual for the Knights, but do you know that on the battlefield knights stand on the front lines to protect the mage?"

"... It's like this in this country."

Farsa adds in his heart, though it's not a demonic story. Demons who are strong in their bodies and rich in magic often wield weapons and cast magic alone. That's why when Farsa also joined the Demon King's army, he had to cure the magical one-sided battle, but it is different in the human country. It is difficult to master both magic and sword in a life of less than a hundred years, and it requires a lot of sleep unlike demons. That's why wizards are primarily magical, knights are primarily sword and body trained, and their role in battle is fundamental. Even with the knights of the kingdom, strengthening magic is essential, but there are many people who can not use anything else, and of course the mage says, it is just in the laboratory and has nothing to do with physical strength etc. There is.

"... I had an older brother. He was so good at swording and studying that no matter how hard he worked, he was the pride of the Ctesiphon family ..."

Zenobia's eyes spinning words were dyed in deep sorrow.

"That was four years ago. A sudden mass of demons appeared in the kingdom territory, and my brother took the knights and went to defeat. The operation was quite simple, and the knights were attracting the monsters In the meantime, the mages cast magic, that's it. "

Four years ago, Farsa remembers that as dangerous as the Land Turtle, dangerous monsters were making noise in the kingdom.

"It has been reported that the skin of the demon is hard and no sword can pass, and the knights can only earn time. That is why it was a joint operation .... In that battle my brother died. … The mages who decided that the situation was at a disadvantage ran away from their posts and were killed… ”

I knew this story even in Farsa, who is not very interested in humans. Until then, the knights who acted as shields and the mage who spells magic from behind had a large difference in the damage in the battle, but it was a bad match, but the case that created a decisive crack between the two, It's a story about defeating monsters. As a result, the monsters were defeated by reinforcements, but 90% of the leading knights died, while all the mages came alive. The result clearly shows that the knight ran away, and the mages were later punished, but the content was not so heavy for even the few magicians. One of the court mages, who led the mages, was sentenced to death, but the other apprentices were only considered to have complied with the order and were paid or reduced. . And it seems that the humans of the time still working in the royal palace are not calm for the knights. Especially for those who have lost relatives like Zenobia, it's no wonder that the mage alone makes it impossible to suppress the feelings of hatred.

"Well ... it was ... it was painful, I don't know because I don't have a brother, but I still remember I was very sad when my father died, and that happened because of someone I'm sure he'll be so resentful that he wants to kill him. Well, because he died of his illness, he couldn't really get revenge on his sick partner. "

Falsa smiled at Zenobia and said that she couldn't usually talk about herself. However, at this time Farsa spoke of nature and his past. Farsah, who has always been mindful of his remarks and has continued to live without revealing his identity.

"Yes, Did Farsa also have lost her family .... I have so far assumed that the mage is a group of people who are self-interested and interested only in their career. But ... Fartha Even though he was a wizard, he challenged himself against the demon, and chased and rescued me, who ran out of my own way, and saved me from being so rude. I'm really sorry, and thank you very much. ''

Falsa had a similar opinion about the mage, and thought that human beings were just too dumb to be blinded by greed. Sure, there are some decent people, but he thought that demons could be more comfortable than those who are troublesome. However, the girl with a full smile in Farsa's arm now has the same idea as Farsa. And strangely, it had an attractive atmosphere.

"I'm not going to be grateful. You just went through the woods according to the edict of Her Highness Princess Aurelia."

Falsa turned away from her eyes, and her cheeks were slightly reddish.

"No way, Farsa ... are you shy? It's surprising that you'll see that kind of thing."

"... I say too much, I'm going to leave here."

"I'm sorry! I was so sick! So don't say that mean!"

Falsa laughs out loud at Zenobia, who looks so desperate. Until a while ago, a girl who had only a steep expression was now playing with her child in her phalsa arm. Then Zenobia smiled at Falsa, and then he continued on through the forest without a smile.