The Kingdom of Easwind is a cursed country.

The catastrophe that follows from the onslaught of the chaotic dragon, which, for one, is due to a curse.

Have you touched the wrath of God, or is there another swirling resentment of crusaded dragons? I'm not sure about that, but that country, that capital, is no longer a place where people can live.

Stay away. Stay away. Stay away. The dark clouds that surround the kingdom of Easwind are not yet clear...

"What a rumor I've heard."

Guitar said as he grabbed the bollocks and cookies in his home living room.

"Oh, I've heard it look like it too"

That's what Caorle said as he grabbed the cookies in the same way in the seat across the street.

"... you must all be anxious. And that's why I want to give you that answer."

Yumiel, who brought tea, crushed his own guess with a cool face.

What they're talking about is their recent appreciation of the Kingdom of Easwind here. You can call it an unfounded rumor. Dragons attack me, zombie disease spreads, criminal organizations make cases, and, in the extreme, evil gods are about to drop my capital -.

And the prince of his crazy neighbor, who led the army into the invasion, what a story. They said this one was stopped in the body by the inch, but that didn't mean there was no problem.

"Well."

"Whatever."

"... you didn't settle for one thing"

I should have defeated all the culprits and had a happy ending...

Things are more troublesome after all. Only some humans were neat where they defeated evil gods, and people at home and abroad were rather reinforcing their sense of crisis towards the kingdom of Easwind.

"I wonder which way it's going to go, Granferia."

"We were talking about moving the capital inland, right?

"What? I've grown attached to it because of it. You don't even like Yumi, do you?

"... Yes"

Abandon your cursed land, turn your mind around, and start over.

It's absurd, but the fact that you can't trump it with a joke apparently indicated the current situation in Granferia.

"Oh, you won't be so pessimistic."

"What do you mean?

Here François mixed up with the story.

After finishing her flower picking, she returns to her living room to sit next to you with a grin.

As a matter of fact, we have a brave man coming to our country.

"Brave man?"

"Yes, I asked him to reject the roots of all evil."

"Huh...... hmm?

Guitar, who was hammering at an interesting story, stopped moving uncomfortably.

Root of all evil? I should have defeated that myself. That was only a few days ago. The feeling of sticking out the knife also remains vivid.

But what the hell are you going to do with that brave man?

"Ugh, you're not, are you?

Francois laughed like a prankster at your neck tilting nobles.

"The brave ones are like demonstrations, so to speak."

"That means"

"Yes. I asked the brave man to discuss an affordable demon, and with it I said, 'Things are over. The dark clouds surrounding the kingdom have cleared up,' I intend to advertise in large measure."

"Wow..."

I can't believe you're using brave men politically.

But maybe you should think about it. Just now that you've left and explained a series of incidents, it just makes things unnecessarily confusing. The evil god defeated him, I just told him he was already at ease, and no one would believe me.

What matters here is the name value, "That brave man told me I was at ease". It's much more effective, and it's a sure way.

A brave man who defeated any demon and rumored that even the Demon King had retreated. Those who possess unusual powers and are currently engraving legends all over the place in a progressive fashion should have been able to blow away vague bad reviews, anxiety, etc.

"Well, now you're relieved. You can leave him to me."

"That guy? Takahiro, have you ever seen Mr. Brave?

"Once upon a time, I was an adventurer. You've broken a unique level 250 monster. That's when I pulled it off."

"Oh, no."

The same thing could be done with the great majesty of today, but it is a great majesty that did not yet possess superordinary powers at the time.

I was surprised enough to lose my hips, and I couldn't leave the burning view in my eyes for days. Later, when I found out that it was a brave man, I thought it would fall, but it must still have been an unusual force, which I swore to my heart, "Only the brave man can keep an eye on me".

A brave man who brings his liver and guts out of the cold that far by being precious.

Everyone was so convinced that the fear, respect that ordinary people have for brave men is not a ratio of preciousness, but as long as the brave men say they are okay.

"Oh, boy. Now you're finally loaded on your shoulders."

"... why not? Your husband must have been the victim."

"No, they targeted you because I live there, didn't they? So feel responsible."

and so on, your greatness shows relief.

As the saying goes, he thought it would be the next time that the case involving himself would be closed...

Karan, Cologne.

Here, a bell rang to tell the visitors.

"... are you a customer?

"Oh, fine. I'm coming out."

Yumiel was about to enter the kitchen to brew a change of tea.

Taking control of her by hand, Nobunaga took the initiative to take a seat.

"It's about booking the request anyway. I'll be right back."

It's Sunday, which is generally considered the Sabbath.

I'm usually not supposed to even go in for a request, but only now it's different. In the King's capital, attacked by evil gods, many are still not in good shape. Whatever replaces it was the store, and here, Free Life was totally commercially prosperous.

Caorle and François also showed their faces when they booked the request. Your college moved to the office in a mild manner, thinking that it was the same hand again.

Karan, Cologne.

"Uh, yes, yes. I'll open it now."

Ring a sandal with Peta Peta, precious treasure across the office.

The thing he put his hand on the door knob without any concern, opened the door and saw...

"... hey"

"... Huh?

"Hello. No, for me, nice to meet you, huh?

Pure white cape. Glossy dark hair.

A neat face. And the holy sword lowered to his waist -.

Definitely. A brave man. Astrea the Brave stood in front of you.