Even Posing as a Hero is Easy–Why? Cause I’m a God–

At dusk. The western sky is red.

We went wild a few times in the woods and finally made it through the vast woods.

They taught me a lot while I was walking.

geography, history and gods of this world and nations. And about the demon king's threats and the brave system.

We are now heading south where the King's Capital is.

I just felt that the Demon King's hand was reaching out more than she thought.

It seems that no true brave man has appeared in over a hundred years.

There were many strong brave men, but they were all in the return of the Demon King.

- I just feel weird.

Maybe there's a reason I can't defeat you.

It seemed necessary to look into it in detail.

We both walk side by side on the trails of the weedy swinging plains.

Celica is walking around with a smile that looks like she's enjoying herself beside me, without showing her tiredness or anything.

Sleek white cheeks lit up in the sunset and stained red.

"You're well, you"

"Yes, I am happy just to walk side by side with the brave man."

Celica put her hand on her cheek and twisted herself. Luxurious limbs are highlighted.

All I did was shake my head in awe.

When the sun set, we reached a small village.

About fifty villages dotted with pomposity.

I said it with the look that Celica came up with.

"Let us have you stay in this village today"

"Oh, I'll take care of it...... but are you okay?

I included that he might be blamed extraordinarily.

Celica said, squeezing the pendant raised from her neck.

"It's a small village, so you're sure to be fine. - Besides, Kaika can't let you stay in the wild any longer."

"Nothing... and it doesn't look like there's a place to stay."

"In the case of these villages, it is common to ask the village chief's house to let them stay"

"I see."

"It could turn into a barn..."

"It would change a lot just to snort the rain dew"

"Yes, I understand"

Celica, in a tense foothold, headed to the biggest house in the middle of the village.

I relaxed and followed.

The village chief's house was a surprisingly large mansion on two floors. Perhaps it also combines bureaucratic chores.

I met the village chief in such a mansion cafeteria.

He was a very tender looking old man who stored a white beard in his grey hair.

He closes his eyes and welcomes.

"Hey, good to see you, traveler. Come on, come on, it's dinner now. Please don't hesitate to eat."

"Sorry to disturb you, though this is a sudden visit"

Celica lowered her head gracefully. Blonde hair drips fluffy.

I greeted her with an apprenticeship, too.

"Thank you for staying. What can I say to you to take care of your meal?"

"No. From what I've seen, what an adventurer looks like. I just want to thank you for getting rid of the demons."

The village chief laughs with a deep crease on his eyeballs.

But God's eyes cannot be deluded.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Here you go. Bad stuff, but before it gets cold."

The village chief comes to recommend a meal.

On the table is a floating soup of crude bread and pieces of flesh, placed in a wooden vessel. I have a hot air that looks delicious.

It had been a long time since I had had a warm meal and Celica was delighted to narrow her eyes.

I asked looking at a portrait of a woman hanging on a wall.

"Who is that?

"Oh, that's right, with the portrait of the Virgin who saved this village from the plague of the curse once upon a time."

"- Detoxification"

The mayor's eyes cast a spell in his mouth in a discrete gap.

Soup glows for a moment. Just my own.

I decided not to tell you because I wouldn't be able to pretend to be fooled by Celica's personality.

Well, it should be okay if it's poisoned because it's a god when it comes to detoxification, but I put in a precaution because I don't know what the rules are in this world.

Then I started eating.

Eat pasta bread on soup.

Simple saltiness, but the taste and fat of the meat is not bad. Similar to a less equipped potov.

If you look to the side, Celica gracefully moves her beautiful fingertips and breaks the bread, eating it with a spoon. Thin throats rise and fall.

It was a behavior I had no doubt about at all.

Celica tilted her neck when she noticed my gaze.

"What's wrong?

"No, it's nothing"

I started eating bread and soup again.

◇ ◇ ◇

Night.

I was led to a windowless room in the back of the mansion.

There is one bed and a bunch of straw covered with sheets.

Only the door was oiled and new as new.

I'll sleep in the straw.

"No, Kaika will use your bed."

"No, you can't sleep well. Just fine."

"Huh?"

"Better than that, pack your bags and be ready to leave right away."

"Okay."

Celica looked at me with a suspicious look on her face, but she did not disobey me.

After that, I asked someone at home to let me use the water.

Celica wiped her body in the room, but I asked because I wanted to take a bath from her head.

He drew water in a courtyard well, washed his hands and feet and wiped his body.

Cover it from the head. Water drips from unmade dark hair. Cold and eye-catching.

The night sky was littered with many stars and beautiful.

But I can't see the bright moon. I feel sorry for you, but I could also say it was just fine.

But I didn't just take a bath.

During his return to and from the room, he returned remembering the mansion's intervals.

And I slept.

Late at night.

A dark room with lights out.

I was lying on a bunch of straw, and I felt the signs and opened my eyes.

Celica's deep sleep sounds regular.

I concentrated.

Sneaky sounds in the hallways and gardens. I haven't been able to turn it off until it's just a faint tremor.

You seem to be talking, but you just didn't hear me.

"-" Heard a lot. "

The murmurs around me pour into my ears.

Men's voices.

"Did you sleep?

"Slept. Slept."

"Are you sure it's the blame?

"The crystal sphere glowed red. No doubt about it."

This is the voice of a squeamish old man.

A middle-aged man asks.

"Won't you wake up?

"It's a sleeping pill for demons. I'll be asleep until tomorrow morning."

This is also the voice that included the old man's laughter.

The voice of an older man.

"All right. Somebody tell the city to get to the guard jar."

"Well wait. If you call a soldier, they'll take your handles."

"But he was a strong adventurer."

"You're sleeping, aren't you?

"Yes..."

"We'll catch him and turn him over."

The number of men in the hallway is about five. There's a village chief.

About ten people on the table of the mansion. This one has a metal sound of a bandage or armor. Looks armed.

- After all, did you attack me? That's exactly what I expected.

It was just that the flow of conversation was different from what was assumed.

I thought it was a robbery village that kills streamers and takes away hardware, but apparently it's not.

If you're wondering, one of the men laughs.

"It's such a naughty 'blame'. It will be ten large gold coins. Holy gold coins..."

"You know what?"

A man who breathes strangely rough and asks out.

"Hey... before you take it to the jar, just you guys..."

The village chief scolds in a whisper.

"Ridiculous, if you had anything to do with the blame, that would kill the whole family. The village is also cursed. I want to forget the horror of that plague! Never get your hands on it."

"Shit, I got it."

I pounded my heart out.

- Was it Celica who was targeted?

Celica said it was okay, but it seems the village already possessed an item to determine the culprit.

Incidentally, blame determination is not frequent, but at birth, when a stranger comes, when he holds a priesthood, etc.

He must have been torn off because he was a stranger this time.

Still, I didn't know I had to get my hands on it even though I'd just kill it anyway.

Probably afraid of having kids.

The child of light could be born with greater light.

Or are all the women of the blame with the power of light clean?

When you become a brave man, let's help as a matter of priority.

In the meantime, run. Or defeat it.

It's not a good idea to kill. If they call me in, I don't have the identity of this country. If they suspect me or something, it's over.

I won't be able to take the bravery test.

Do we have to do something about it? You're not good at it.

- and.

Someone put a hand on the door. It opens without sound.

Four young people come first, the village chief comes in later.

Two to bed, two to me. I sneak up with the rope in my hand.

The minute we made it, I jumped up!

Oops, dull sounds two.

"Ugh." "Ugh."

My right hand was punching both of them in the stomach.

I can't breathe when I hit the diaphragm.

Jump over the two that fall apart, and I fly to bed.

Beat up the two people who were trying to tie Celica up and make her faint.

The village chief is surprised and tries to shout.

"Become, what-woo"

My hands were faster.

Pick up the rope that was supposed to tie Celica up and throw it at her.

Wrapped around the village chief's neck.

"Ugh, shit."

Intertwined like a whip, the village chief moves his fingers desperately to remove the rope.

I moved like a wind and thrust the mayor's belly in a ton.

"Gu..."

Falling off my knees on the spot. I immediately untied his neck.

Explore clothes and take away keys.

And then I tied everyone's mouth and hands with the rope they brought.

And then when I had my stuff, I spread my blonde hair and held up Celica, who slept like a princess.

"It's a little hard to move."

Holding the princess, she was about to hit her head against the door or the wall.

Hold it to a stop and bear it on your back. I felt a round and soft feeling on my back. It's still big.

"Uh-huh, Munya... Bye, what..."

How princess are you, this guy?

I left the room feeling her pretty sleep in my ear.

Gently close the door.

There are ten armed men on the table, so we head back. It has been investigated that there are doors that are not normally used there.

I remember the interval, so even without the lights, I don't hesitate to move on.

Each of them walked barefoot.

You're doing great while you feel the rounding of your back celica, and I admire you.

- If it had been me when I was in Japan, I would have impatiently pushed every village away with dirt currents.

Tell me it's disrespect for God.

But that doesn't work. If I repeat the same thing, I won't be able to be a god again.

Becoming a brave man is now a prerequisite.

If you bear the stigma of murder, you disqualify the brave.

It's ruined my life to be a god and be thieved.

Take it easy here. Don't be angry, me.

Well, don't worry, I'll thank you after you've become a brave man!

... No, wait?

Then you'd rather let all the men in the village chase me than sneak away and make a big face after you've become a brave man?

'How dare you try to kill a brave man' you can threaten.

Then let me show you where to run and show you my face.

It's just dangerous to stand out with magic. If they think it's a demon, it's a problem.

Is there any noticeable way to minimize the damage….

I kill my footsteps and walk away.

Signs in the house. Push-kill breath that people stand up for.

Women and children are in their respective rooms, lurking their breath.

No disturbers on the path, but you can't make a scene here.

If I involve women and children, my future reputation as a brave man will be scratched.

I came to the back door. A crap is placed in front of the door and there is dust on it.

I unlocked the door with the key I took from the village chief.

I tried to push it open and noticed that the whole door was brown and discoloured.

- This is it!

I opened the door as much as I wanted!

Giggly!

In the darkness of the night, a louder noise than I could have imagined.

- All right!

It's not being used, so it must have been rusty!

The air in the mansion changes. My voice sounds deliberately.

"Didn't you hear that?

"Behind you."

"Look who's here."

Five or so footsteps turned back.

"All right, come on!

I laughed and went outside.

Run deliberately in the direction where you can hear footsteps.

Run through the narrow trail behind the mansion in a light foothold.

I don't really run yet. If you mean it, you can't catch up with anyone.

The celica on my back swayed with itching. I have blonde hair on my neck and it tickles.

To some extent, after the villagers chase you around, let's run away with God's full power.

We just have to be so that it doesn't seem like a demon.

It is difficult to add or subtract a teaspoon around it. It's not easy to pretend to be human.

Then I heard a scream coming from the front.

"There he is!

"Hey, over here!

Several villagers approached from the front.

Other villagers come together according to their voices. Some guys glance at each other from home.

Running slowly, I deliberately illuminate my face with the light of their lamp.

He runs through alleys in the village, sometimes jumping over fences, showing all the villagers.

- Remember me very well.

After showing up to about fifty people, I turned my heels back.

Bearing a sleeping celica easily, he runs out to the uninhabited.

After I left the village, I ran a kind of plain.

Towards the south where the Wang capital is located.