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

The next day after finishing the operational meeting for the exorcism of the Demon King.

We had a lot to prepare for, so we headed to the mansion's backyard first.

Because I got word that Harya, who had been melting all night, was back.

Enter a small workshop of about three tatami tatami as the afternoon sun falls warmly.

Harya was sitting on the workbench making something.

The luxurious doll Septi sits on the chair in the corner of the workshop and reads a book.

"Harya. You look better."

"Oh, Mr. Kaika. Good morning."

Septi looked up and shook the bird's feathers in her hand.

"Hello, what are you making me do today?"

"Hino."

Shivering harya on the workbench.

"Well, it's not that hard. Harya can make it right away."

"Hino, what is it?

"I want you to make a magic guide that broadcasts where you defeat the Demon King. It's like Chloe, the king's capital."

"How much do you broadcast?

"Hopefully, the kings and capitals of the countries, and then the main towns."

Harya puts her short arms together and growls rather.

"Then shouldn't we expand the broadcasting facilities of the Wang Du Chloe? Just raise the output. Shorten the construction period."

"I like that. And then there's the method of shooting, but I want you to stay out of the way of the fight until you find it."

"Okay, so I used the skeleton material you taught me before! I already made it ~"

I pointed to the shelf on the wall.

It looked like a small helicopter, but there was a white fuselage that I thought was made of bone.

- I feel like Skeleton means something different.

"... well, I'll leave the method to you. And I'll keep the Kingdom's permission."

"Ha ~ i"

Harya started heading to the workbench, so I left the workshop.

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Chloe, king capital of the Kingdom of Daphnes.

The afternoon sun descends on the stone streets.

I was meeting with the king in the talking room of a castle with a high spire.

in a room with bright sunshine through the window.

We talked over tea at a white crossed hanging table.

"King, what has happened after Vernus?

"Mm-hmm. The faithful have fallen dramatically when they find out that Vernus is at the forefront of the Demon King. While the activity was solemn, it was almost suspended. Alternatively, isn't there more to support the brave?

- And my followers haven't grown that much.

In order to be the base of my mind, I still have to give you evidence that you deserve to believe.

After all, the reality of the demon king's exorcism is indispensable. Hundreds say it's only at first sight, and I need to appeal to my eyes.

"Really? It is good that the cult that has deceived the people has persisted - and today I have asked the King to do me a favor"

"So, I guess. What?"

"We're going to defeat the Demon King."

While the king rounded his eyes, he placed a teacup.

"You can take him down, right?

"Yeah, I think I can win. We just need to use the broadcast facility that Vernus was using."

The king shook his beard and nodded deeply.

"Uhm. All right. Brave Kaika and her associates will try to get in."

"Thank you, king"

The king said as he pulled his beard so tightly.

"Nevertheless, it won't take a year for us to go to the home of the Demon King... or... one of the brave men of all time, the bearer of strength and wisdom"

"Thank you. And this is thanks to the King for his utmost support."

The king laughed with his nose.

"Well said. My power is insignificant. Is that what you're looking for?

"... come on. I don't know what you mean."

I shrugged and stuck my shoulder.

Suddenly the king becomes a serious face.

"Kaika, I asked for this world."

"I'll take care of it"

I left the castle behind, taking the king's serious wish.

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Evening when the western sky stains red.

When I returned to the mansion in Kaika village, I met Fioria and Lapisia in front of the front door.

They were walking hand in hand, like parents and children.

I lean my neck unexpectedly.

"Hmm? That's a rare combination."

"This is Kaika. Lapisia said she wanted to play with the world tree, so she took me."

"I see. - Did you have fun?

Lapisia says with her hands up fine.

"Yeah!... so, the world tree. He said," Make no mistake. "

"What?

"I don't know, he said"

I saw Fioria by her side unexpectedly because it made too little sense.

She leans her neck as she hugs her big chest up.

"Perhaps the World Tree doesn't have all its memories back. If it's the same size, you'll remember everything."

"I see. But you're right about what you're saying, aren't you?

"Yes, because the World Tree possesses all knowledge."

"That's it. Is it like Lapisia makes the best choice unconsciously?"

- I don't know what to tell you to do wrong.

Is that who you're gonna take down? The Demon King isn't really bad, or anything.

The mastermind is the Genesis God or something.

Or the operation itself?

Nevertheless, an operation assembled on the basis of information now known.

This is the only way to go.

With the Truth Eye and the Thousand Eyes, it should be possible to modify the operation as much as possible.

Thinking about it, Fioria slapped her hand pounding. That's all the big boobs lit up in the sunset swinging in deflection.

"Yes, Kaika. I just got a message from the dragons."

"Whoa. No way?

"Yes, he wants me to tell him they found him. Location ~"

Stop by Fioria's description, around a hundred kilometres southeast of the Kingdom of Fabrica. They say there's something you can't see at sea.

"Right. You kept me well informed. - Finally, it's a showdown."

Fioria approached with a worrying look on her neat face.

Put your hands gently on my chest.

"Please, be safe."

"Naturally."

I comforted him by stroking his pong and green hair.

- and.

"Uh-huh."

Lapisia was looking up like she wanted something.

"I'll make sure Lapisia does her best."

I stroked his head and filled his young face with laughter.

"Yeah! Good luck!

"I just wouldn't have been able to do the job I asked Harya to do yet. The showdown is tomorrow."

"Okay!" "Good luck"

I took Lapisia and Fioria to the dining room for dinner.