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

I was running desperately.

I have little recollection of exercising like this because in my hometown I skipped farming and since I came to King's Capital as a Virgin I have been traveling in carriages and such.

It's been a long time since I ran out of breath and felt so tired that my legs were about to snap... no, maybe this is the first time.

But walking slowly couldn't have done me in my current state of excitement either.

Finally... finally, I got a clue as to where Alistair is.

No, clues are not raw. You can tell me you've already identified his whereabouts.

"Mara... I can't believe she gave me an answer... Thank you so much!

Wouldn't it be the first time in my life that I felt so purely grateful to others?

Mara...... you weren't just a late aristocrat going asshole......!

I've always had no idea where Alistair was.

What was his situation when Flor took his place?

It must have been very sudden, at least, to observe from the fact that the Devil's Sword with that mighty power was not capable of anything.

Then, inevitably, there will be a limited number of places to escape.

I always assumed I was near my hometown of Cold Village...

"You don't have that. If you think calmly, I don't think Alistair would act with such cheap thoughts."

For me the biggest and most powerful enemy in uncluttered heaven is Alistair.

And if you're not proud, that's me for him.

Would he run into a place like that I know of?

No, definitely not. If you do that, you know I'll find you soon enough to pull you back.

In the first place, being forgotten by people may have done less damage to Alistair, but it may not be so much when it comes to being put in a position of bravery.

He hated the position of a brave man so much that if there was a gap, he would throw away the Devil's Sword and try to escape from the king's capital.

Instead, wasn't this convenient?

And this opportunity, which finally allowed me to free myself from the position of brave man and escape from the king's capital, cannot be wasted.

So where are you lurking?

If you follow Mara's words and my memory, there was one thing that came to mind.

Yes, that was when me and Alistair happened to be out for a walk together.

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"I want to rest...... I want to get some rest..."

Alistair walks with me in a hazy way next to me.

Snuggly...... only creates an atmosphere, but in fact he's a good bloodstain and a solid foothold. I would know if I watched it all the time.

I guess it's because I live in the finest inns with no freedom. I also eat good food, so I would rather be in better nutritional condition than I was in my home cold village.

Well, from time to time I have to risk my life to be manipulated by the Devil's Sword to help others in red...... no problem because I'm talking about Alistair. It doesn't matter to me.

"You've been scattered and relaxed before. Maybe I could work a little bit."

Until now...... since he was born.

I have a past of working hard for others, albeit temporarily, tochi crazy, but he has nothing.

He is an awesome man who was born and full of things.

To my words, Alistair, you look frustrated. It's easy to understand because you're not acting. Kind of funny.

"Stop the other personnel. Whose fault is it that I'm being forced to help while these parasites are tormenting me?"

"I don't know if I deserve it."

"Bugger."

"Hey. Did you call me a parasite more than that? Not terrible? '

The voice of the Devil's Sword now sounds.

I'm happy to accept him because he's tormenting Alistair, but if I were in Alistair's shoes, I would have called him a parasite.

It is natural because we are manipulating Alistair, the host, to accomplish what the Devil's Sword wants to do.

"Hold on, you're not wearing an escort? With Helge? Whatever happens to you, I'm gonna use you as a shield to get away with it, okay?

"It's okay. The Devil's Sword will surely shield you."

"Don't"

Alistair responding instantly with no expression.

Too bad. You don't have the freedom to be manipulated by parasites.

"Besides, you've come to be trusted. If I'm with you, I need an escort."

"Ugh..."

In the beginning, no matter how many fit holy swords, they wouldn't have been so trusted.

Naturally, too. He is a peasant in a cold village who cannot be known as any horsebone. There is no way that a man of such high stature as a central nobleman or royalty can trust him with a good grace.

Well, Alistair on the Cold Village side doesn't trust anyone else at all either, so it's both.

But he accomplished many things, even though he was reluctant.

Uncover the nobility who was reaching for the slave trade in the process of helping Silk and drive the slave traders out of the King's Capital.

In the process of helping Malta, he uncovered a nobleman who was similarly dyeing his hands in the slave trade, and also made a connection, albeit slightly, to the kingdom with a sub-man named Mermaid.

In Elizabeth's process, he destroyed the cult whole angelic religion and prevented extra religious confusion. Well, a new cult called valianism has arisen.

In the course of Mara, he uncovered the demons that were possessed by the great nobility and destroyed them.

With these things in mind, it is only natural that Alistair should be able to count on them.

"Oh, is this...?

As I walked thinking about it, I saw something stuck in my sight.

"Looks like there's no one here."

"Oh well. Then you don't have to act."

Listening to the words of the Devil's Sword, Alistair stretches his back.

The fact that he's so pissed off will be fine.

Aside from the signs of people, he is a man who wears a cat instantly, even if he feels signs of an animal. I guess there's really no problem with him being defenseless like that.

'I feel like I'm dying... Seeing a place like this makes me paranoid and unspeakable about when I was thriving.'

"... It's nice to be quiet, but I don't like being like the undead."

"Are you scared"

"Chicken."

This guy thinks I'm a raw daughter frightened of haunts?

That's not true at all. I'm not scared. There's no such thing as haunting in the first place.

"I was avoiding these places, too, because thieves and criminals are going to be the root castle without demons. Lately, it's gone."

"Really?

I round my eyes.

Alistair would never try to get close there if there was any danger...

That's how he looked up at the sky with a much more objective grin.

"I want to live here because I can already have them. I want to help you look cute..."

"Narcissist creepy"

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Me remembering that.

Alistair wanted to live there, and that's where he said...

"Ha, ha...! We're here...!

I get there, roughing my breath.

Tired house. A collective without any sign of a person. The fence, which would once have been kept, for example, livestock, is already worn out.

Yes, this is an abandoned village. When I was walking with Alistair, I happened to find a rusty village.

No civilization, no shit, but I was sure he was here.

It's hard to keep my face up because I'm out of breath, but I move my eyes and explore the area.

A house that's about to break...... not here.

It must have been a square. A simple fountain...... not here.

Livestock would also have escaped a devastated farm...... not there.

A narrow road that would follow somewhere...... the figure of one man singing his nose to relax.

figure………….

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"I found it ahhhhhhhhh!!!!

"Hih..."

When I heard my scream, the man - Alistair screamed small.