Fake Holy Sword Story ～I Was Taken Along When I Sold My Childhood Friend～

The knights--The words of Helge, the villagers, have spoken openly.

And that's the same with Magali, who was looking at me from the top of the hill.

…… Saint? Who? Magari?

"Is it a lie? This busty black woman is a saint ..."

"I'm going to kill you"

Magari is a cheek.

Stop it because it hurts! !

"... What is a saint?"

"The saint is a woman chosen by the oracle. He saves people with his mercy and destroys the enemy, the evil spirit."

"Ji, are you merciful? Bufu."

"What are you blowing out?"

She pulls her cheek, but she can't hide her smile.

Mercy, saint.

None of them were words suitable for Magari.

Mindfulness, isn't it a mistake of a bad woman?

"Well, then ..."

Magari said, and stood up.

……that? Do you want to go to that Helge?

"Hey, where are you going? That's where you should go."

"No, it's not. I'll get away quickly."

…? Why?

I don't know what a saint is, but I think that being chosen for it is not bad for Magali.

Because it's something important. Helge, a family-owned nobleman, also said Magalli-sama.

If you are taken to the royal city and are pampered, isn't it what you want?

"A saint is not such an easy thing. As far as I can see in the book, I have written along with the heroes about the hopes of the people. I can't do it.

I just think that the story is over.

Perhaps you're looking for an escape route. I would do that.

Hmmm ... well, I don't know where to get away, but where he goes is up to him.

In my opinion, the only person who knows the nature disappears, so there is no stopping.

Perhaps we're going to the nearest city ... but we'll do enough to pray that we don't die on the way.

However, I feel better, when Magari is gone.

When I was in a good mood and almost sang in a humming song, I heard a conversation between the village mayor and Helge in a refreshing wind.

"Where is Magali-sama?"

"That's ... I'm always studying in my room, but I can't seem to see it today ..."

"What……?"

Here we are, Magari-san.

I'd like to tell you so, but I don't know what Magali will do, so keep quiet.

In any case, it will be gone soon.

Then you don't need to do anything extra.

The old man, Helge, is struggling on a long journey from the royal capital, but please return without getting anything.

When thinking about such a carefree ...

"You ... I guess you're trying to hide Magari-sama?"

"That's right! There's no extinction!"

...... Oh hey? It's getting a bit disturbing?

Jijii, the village chief, is also trembling.

It's old and short, so be gentle.

However, my feelings did not reach, and Helge sent his body to the village mayor intimidating.

A huge body appears, and the thin, small village chief is likely to be crushed.

"Magali has become an important person in this country. If you hide it, can you go around and search this village thoroughly? We don't know when it comes to that. ''

"That's like that ...!"

………….

I stand up without saying anything and head for Magari.

"... I have to go to the city first. I'm a city girl. I don't know how to go without seeing a demon ... Oh, Alistair? Why do you hold my hand? I'm sick.

If I grab Magali's hand, she will turn her blatantly disgusting face.

Sorry, please be patient.

I don't normally like holding your hand. I'm going to get out.

She smiles at her with a suspicious face for what she would never do.

"------let's go"

“………… !?”

Magari turns his face into a deep blue, just to understand my purpose.

I'm still smart. But it's pointless.

I grasped Magari's hand firmly and headed for Dzunsun and Herges.

"Wait, wait ... release me! What are you crazy about ?! Hey, really ... stop!"

A shout that can not be thought of from the usual quietness.

I'm not afraid at all if I know the true nature, but those who believe in her cat's head may be as skeptical as to what real Magali is saying.

"Don't rampage, saint"

"What are you accepting me as a saint !? You've just said that you're not right!"

"Please save this country with the help of the saint."

"I'm really crazy, Alistair !? I'm sure you don't have such an unusual idea!

This is rude. You are the lower seed.

But don't resist as much as you've never seen before.

Do you not want to be a saint like that ...?

...... But Magali hates so much that it's good for me.

"Hey! Really!"

"Hey, St. Lady. It's noisy, but aren't you going to fall for the knights?"

"That !!"

Magari stops the body suddenly.

Well, either way, it's not full.

They will be exposed to them even if they make a riot and they will be taken to me if they are quiet.

You have no choice but to give up and become a saint.

I'm sorry. But it's not enough to mess up the village that is the basis of our living.

If Magari could save the village at the expense of himself ... cheap?

"I'm sorry!"

"Oh! Pain !?" What's the bite?

Magari is like a dog.

How much do you hate being a saint?

But I can't help but let go.

I have Magari sacrificed for my stable life.

I dragged the magari that came along and headed for Helge and the village mayors.