Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

The monastic knights, other than Eve, arrived a little late.

But things were strange.

"Hero of Divine Punishment" Al, who has always had a slight grin, thinks he has entered the store in his footsteps like a ghost, and falls flat when he says, "Guys... run away" with an insensitive face.

Eve, who was next to Yusuke, looks like she realized something.

It's a subtle expression, like sensing imminent danger, and then respect prevails over disgust.

"... Um, old man, run away. Eve here, I'll try to stop you."

The fox-eared girl with peachy hair grabbed both fists in front of her chest for a long time and stood up in momentum.

"What's coming?"

Leaving aside the confusion of Yusuke, "Monastic Knight of the Sword Trident" Ariel and "Monastic Knight of the Devil" Sarah appear, who, like Al, have become Hetohet.

"Dear Ariel. I'm sorry. I can't protect you..."

"It's okay, Sarah. Because there's no way you can make it happen by resisting him in front."

While they try to support each other, they slip and fall.

Finally, it's a mystery. Three powerful men have no hands, no legs, and Eve is on guard, but he doesn't seem to be the enemy.

"Mr. Ariel! Are you ok!?

Twa rushes over.

"You mustn't, Sir Syncentense Doarthur......! Leave this place as soon as possible."

Something comes into the store.

And I jumped on Twa.

――――

Kosuke instantly moves' space 'and does not appear behind the intruder, stopping before turning his sword to his opponent's neck.

Because the intruder was dressed in a monastic knight costume.

She's a glamorous beauty with brown skin. Cuiyu's eyes have a smile that is unquestioned and alert.

Twa wasn't being attacked, she was just being held.

"Hiya."

At first it was a twa trying to resist surprise, but it was also a moment.

"You're Mr. Twilights, aren't you? Even though he was still young, he played the role of a hero in splendor, and yet he did not lose sight of justice even though he was exposed to the mistakes of his country. That's great. Your mother (,,,,) would be proud of you."

Twa's expression soothes.

"All right, good boy, good boy"

I'm kind of happy and happy until Kosuke is nearby...

"Oi."

Eve's pulling on Yusuke's clothes allowed her to distance herself from the woman.

I couldn't even be conscious of such a simple thing.

The strange sensations of the past disappear.

"Hey, what's that? I mean, can Twa stay that way? If there's anything dangerous..."

Eve grabs hold of Yusuke's hand, who still thinks he needs a sword, and stops him.

"No, Teresa, there is no danger in your actions. Just..."

"Just...?

Eve mumbles.

"I'll explain everything from there."

Al, who stood up well, winked powerlessly. They got more room than they had earlier.

"A monastic knight is a homogeneous being to those who were once called saints. But I call him a monastic knight because it's too scary to name a saint. But it's the same. So, what kind of saint are you?

"You mean the hero standard, right? of the Age of Mythology."

"Yes. In other words, he who fights with God and does what God should do with himself. He is an apostle, and can be described as a proxy. The same goes for monastic knights. that now that God is asleep, he does the right thing instead"

"Oh. How does that get to me?"

Twa's condition was invisible.

"Mother!"

He's holding Teresa while he manages to say something like that.

Naturally, Teresa is not the mother of her siblings.

All right, all right. I'm laughing happily every time Teresa strokes my head.

He smiles sneerily, as if he's regressing to his early childhood.

It's uncomfortable having my sister exposed to ugliness in a tavern where all the heroes are gathered.

"Teresa... Sun is a proxy for God's love, isn't he? You call it Mother Earth? Mother loves her child, doesn't she? But God's love can only be poured on some human beings, even by heroic standards. It's not equal, is it? So she calls herself 'Mother of all mankind'..."

"... it's, again"

The madness of heroes is truly varied, but it was surprising that there was even such a thing as pointing a special thing as parental love at all mankind.

"So, Mr. Teresa is the type to praise and stretch kids, isn't she? Pray to reassure, be gentle, and grow healthy"

"That magic, then, to do it?

"Well, maybe you could say that. Look, I was at Crowe's. Is there a titty doctor, Sun? Maybe it's like that guy's magic."

It must be about Elfi. Surely this may be said to have made a vector specialize in the discipline magic she was good at within 'divine healing'.

Gives peace of mind to those who approach, and impregnates their words into their hearts.

Will the subject feel motherly by Teresa and be spoiled by half?

It would be useful as a method of warfare to interfere with that brain and take away a sense of resistance than magic is assembled in the brain.

Whether it helps in action by saying you need to get close to super close range is a subtle thing, but it's only a horrible opponent in the position of an ally, not an enemy.

"Well...... you guys too"

Damn, Al distorted his expression.

"Oh yeah......! You know what I mean, Crowe? In front of Teresa Sun, we're all gonna be put back by kids, right? It has nothing to do with the monastic knights, the cardinals, the ordinary people!

A tough sight floats in the back of my brain.

Teresa hugging me whether it's a public place or not.

Myself who can't resist it despite having surrounding eyes and smiles.

Al and the others can snort like they've lost their spirits.

I also understood the word "run".

"All right, all right. Twa is a hard worker, isn't she? Your brother and I both know that."

"I wonder. Koo doesn't know. He's a shopkeeper."

"Well. Then your mother will talk to you, won't she?

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Shit, Chro, run! I mean, we're all running away! If you don't want to be spoiled!

The moment I said it, Al was hugged.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Already, Al. You said it was so sweet earlier, but it doesn't seem to be enough."

It was Al who fell in an instant.

Stand in front of Kosuke with Eve's trembling body.

"Please go, old man. Eve's here.

"Oh Eve. You've got nice eyes now. Looks like you've been blessed to meet her. Your mother is very happy."

"... it's good to see Eve too"

Al and Eve's expression flutters in their arms.

- Hey, what a powerful magic!

He regained his sanity by taking a distance, Twa, but squatting with a voice up. They're attacked by shame. Ariel and Toma were rushing, so I decided to leave it to them first.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Mr. Teresa. Um, if you can, can you unravel that magic?

"Love cannot be stopped"

"That's not what I meant"

"No, that's what I'm talking about, Mr. Crowe. There's no limit to love."

"I think moderation is required."

There must be limits to magic, but it's a hero standard. I don't want to run out of magic.

"Is the Mother's act of embracing her child out of orbit?

He's the type of person who can have a conversation but doesn't make sense.

But you can't be spoiled like this.

Then begins the trick of planting trauma on many heroes.

Everyone was to promise not to talk about the day.

Except for Teresa, though.