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

"Well, I don't know what to do..."

It was me who decided to search for Alistair, but first I was back in my room and sitting on my bed.

After all, it feels good to be a shark. What do you say, Aleister, I envy you.

Nothing, it doesn't mean I'm no longer willing to look for him, it's up to me to try to sort him out calmly first.

There will be no way to let him get away with it. At the expense of some things, but I'll definitely try to find out.

Now, organizing or, more or less, predicting where Alistair is now.

This country is huge. If you are searching appropriately, you have no idea.

It might have been nice to borrow manpower from the king in his privilege as Virgin to look, but it is a situation in which that searcher has been forgotten and replaced.

I mean, they can't use it, either, and I don't trust them.

That means I'll have to...

"I wonder where Alistair is..."

That's what I don't know.

It's basically because we were always together that we don't know where he would run in on his own.

Flor is after him and replacing him in his place, but then do something about him... that's what I would deny if he asked me if I could have killed him.

Probably not.

No, it's not like I trust Flor not to do that.

Rather, there is no fine dust to trust in him, and it is conceivable that he would do that.

But there is a premise that the normal opponent is.

This time, it was' that 'Alistair who was replaced and banished. Um, yeah. Um.

Scumbags in scumbag who are themselves absolute supremacists and think they don't care what happens to others as long as they are.

Would he give his neck in such a way that he would be killed?

No, it can't be. Never. Worst of all, even if I coddle up all the cat-bearing images I've been piling up, I'd do it flat enough to sit down and beg for my life, and even lick the soles of my feet at leisure.

In addition to that, he also has a violent device called the Devil's Sword.

Even if Flor tries to get rid of him in a physical way, the Demon Sword will resist the boulders.

And that demon sword is very powerful. The same is true of the power of the Devil's Sword itself, but it also possesses centuries of battle experience accumulated so far.

It's hard to believe that Alistair, manipulated by such a demonic sword, would lose his life without making me feel anything.

Then it is still reasonable to think that he is alive.

I mean, he's absolutely alive. Is he the kind of person who gets killed lightly and honestly?

If I really can't do anything about it, I'm going to take everything down the road and die.

He's going to be taken first. That I'm safe means he's safe, too.

But when you say you're safe, that doesn't mean you're not in danger for your life.

Perhaps Flor and he would have been in contact, and some kind of attack should have been on them.

So, although I didn't make it to death, I can also assume that I could only escape this way after being fatally injured… or so much damage as it is equivalent…

... Yeah, that sticks the most.

If that was the case, I can also understand that the Devil's Sword won't force Alistair to pull himself onto this scene.

"Well, to say where Alistair escaped..."

.................. I can't imagine at all.

I really don't know where he is like he was alone because he was always with me.

"... I guess that cold village in my hometown"

The candidate that has emerged most in my head is there.

It is where I and Alistair were born and raised, Cold Village.

Neither did Alistair leave that cold village again until I was brought into the king's capital as the Virgin.

This means that the only places he knows are this king's capital and Cold Village.

Therefore, the easiest place to get away from this king's capital is Cold Village...

"Flor said the world was going on, so the villagers in his hometown forgot about Alistair."

I know he's not weak enough to care about that.

That is the kind of person who would be very shocked to be forgotten by that people if they were to caring for others, but who is trying to make life easier by stepping on others.

As forgotten by others, what do you say it is?

Therefore, there will be no fear that he will be forgotten by the villagers.

However, his purpose is such that there is a revulsion to let wealthy children, such as luxury merchants and aristocrats, take in and feed him.

Who would go back to Cold Village without such a candidate?

"... I don't mean not at all, but you think it's unlikely. But I was wondering if there was somewhere else to go..."

No, it shouldn't.

Again, you should consider Alistair's escape to be in his hometown of Cold Village… or nearby.

At least, I wouldn't be living alone in the woods or anything.

He's a man who even skipped farming in the cold village. There's no way I can live on my own.

For this reason, we should be lurking in a community or a place where some civilised society is built......

"Ah......! The more you think about it, the more headaches you get."

I accidentally scratch my hair that I am taking care of and cleansing.

In the first place, why should I bother my head about Alistair?

I don't want to keep that guy in my brain for a second...

"But I'm the only one with a head. Then you have limits."

Speaking of places that come to mind, it is a cold village in my hometown that anyone is likely to come up with.

Other than that, I have no idea.

After all, things like having to solicit ideas like this would require me to borrow the wisdom of more than one person, not one.

Yes, that too, someone in an intimate relationship who knows Alistair very well...

... Well, he's never exposed his nature to anything other than me, so I'll be the closest one.

"... let's just go"

Here's one. Yeah, I'm worried, but things don't get better.

I had to jump out of my room just in case.