Goddess, Help Me!

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I'm home.

Consciousness surfaced to be pulled by an unusual treble - and I immediately realized that this was a dream.

Because I can't open my eyes. I can't force my limbs.

Explore your surroundings with every swinging perception while remaining weak.

"Why are you so depressed?"

I recline and relax. I guess I'm sleeping in bed now.

Lioner's young voice approached me little by little.

The beauty bass responding to the light inquiry reaches from a little high. Maybe Medismult is on the throne.

"... let's hear the end first"

"Uh, it was an easy win. It wasn't enough for me to leave. [M] Corcela and the women are devouring it, so it's not a threat or anything anymore."

"Right."

"He's been working hard lately. Because it absorbs the brave mind, it grows fast.... So, what happened over here?

".................. the God of Destruction"

The sound of crawling through the ground is marked by a shaky treble.

"My consciousness is back!? That's amazing! Isn't it time to wake up?... Then why are you so puffy?"

You walked past the bed to the throne, with an unusual voice a little farther away.

Looks like we're the only two people on this scene. I made my ears clear to their conversation consciously.

"-... yes,"

"Oh, my God?

"I was told 'creepy'...... I called you God of Destruction and greeted you in a dungeon all over you......!

……

……

"... er"

Oh, Lioner's in trouble.

"Harassment on a long pass over thirty years means God of Destruction doesn't do it either."

"It's not funny!

"No, I'm not laughing,"

"I'm bored! I thought the opportunity wasn't ripe because it was a moment's awakening last time, I just did! You saw my face the other day! I don't think I'm gonna get compliments all of a sudden, but be the first person to curse me for being creepy!

Is it because of your mind that the bass sounds humid?

Could he be crying?

Mr. May, are you crying?

I don't know what to do, I'm so curious. Yet the eyelids do not move with force or pickpockets with the intention of opening them quack.

"I wonder if the dugout didn't bother you. I practiced so much."

……

"So? And then you could tell me something?

"... I don't like the call," he said. So I thought about it for myself and offered you a new name... but it was all rejected. And as it was, he fell asleep again. "

"Wow, keep playing."

I tilted my neck when I heard the young man explain. Even so, in my mind because I can't actually move one finger.

... Somehow, I remember myself.

They called me a weird calling, like a God of Destruction or a God of Chaos - yes, it was definitely the second time I met Medismurt.

I've remembered. I doubted my sanity when they decided on a self-inflicted combo called Sliding Head Poke from the Ground Seat and I thought I was dreaming.

But that was actually what happened.

I'm looking back at the past now.... is that it?

"... it was weird"

"Hmm?"

"How are you? That was crazy. He surprised me like the first time I met him. It's as if... you've lost all your memories"

"Didn't you just fall asleep?

"I don't mind if you're worried. I just... I don't know what."

The exchange, which continued while I was thinking, was unintentionally interrupted.

Silence descends from there into the hall for a while.

I can't hear you sipping your nose, so I felt like a tear, but maybe it's a mistake. Or are you crying quietly?

Ugh, I knew it bothered me!

If I could just look across the hall from Fuka's place like one day, I'd know how you two are. It's plain tight to judge the situation just by hearing.

"Well, if you can't conclude how much trouble I've had here, it's a waste of time. Let's think of something more meaningful."

A bright voice sounded like a place to take over.

From there, the topic moves to 'What do you call me'.

Among the candidates listed were also the name "Goddess".

"... it's Rioner. If... if the memory of the Destroyer God had really been lost,..."

It was Medismult who turned the subject back into a heavy voice color again.

"... in the meantime, shouldn't I let you know what's going on in the demonic world right now? It's not about us, it's about Medicine Mult."

"... yes, well... the next time your consciousness returns you may exchange words a little longer. At that time..."

"Explore it.... in some cases, you may need to lie."

"For example?"

"If you don't remember, you'll be surprised at your situation first. Why are you sleeping among the thrones?"

"... lying, or..."

Oh, and which one of you exhaled a heavy sigh.

"... I'd like to say it with you next time." Welcome back. "

"Right."

The center of his powerless body hurt tightly as he pounded and fell from the boy's mouth.

"... I'm coming to you"

"Again? A lot lately. What if I've been drinking blood in Tayan? If you don't want to leave here, I'll wrap up the brave men nearby and bring them in."

"It would be pointless if I didn't drink it. I have no appetite in the first place."

A slight rubbing sound arrives from upstairs.

"I left the absence to you. Don't let anyone in."

"Yes."

Signs of Medismult are far away.

Along with that, my consciousness faded a little.

---

I went to see Car Run's castle, on my way home.

I found something gleaming in my sight somewhat overlooked from the back of a demon dragon relaxing through the low sky.

"Corsella, now"

"Can I help you?

"Brother, will you turn around for a second?

Speak up toward the big back that deposits your body. I gazed beneath my eyes from a demon dragon who had gracefully changed course.

Wetlands of decaying flowers. An unsuitable glow is sinking into a land full of deep greens and browns.

Wow, it was a whim to jump off a demon dragon.

"Your Majesty!?

Descend into the muddy swamps listening to the hurried corsera.

The dress quickly sucked cloudy water and added weight.

Put a back dirty apology in the demon dragon you sent me, and drop me off. From there, there was a fuss in the castle.

Baba wrapped in a beautiful cloth, he is transported to Yukan, where he is cleansed of his whole body by a few people. Then, with scented oil, I brushed up every corner of my body and finished my meal before returning to my private room.

I remember Corcela's face and the laughter comes in.

I was in a hurry. Because that kid likes to look so pretty nervously.

Still holding me tight up from the mud. I'll compliment you on that later. Oh, yeah, you can give him a different dress because I made him waste one. I'll be delighted.

Couscous laughed at me, one of my subordinates advanced.

"In awe. How would you treat what His Majesty has brought home?"

"Right here, now"

"Yes, sir."

I can't stop laughing.

I probably had a good pick up. My heart comes to such a hunch.

I've probably never felt so happy since I was born.

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... the surroundings are noisy.

"(d) Defensive line protrusion." I say, we have been breached the third defensive line!

"Hey, do it!

The stirring changes over time.

Both the rapporteur-like voices and the suppressed voices around them were all beautifully aligned and everyone had lost their composure.

What's going on?

I try to wake myself up in a hurry. But sooner than I moved, someone held my body up.

Sweet, heavy aroma that tickles the fluffy nostrils.

Medismurt.

I said, "Wolf! Hurry up and retract the bedroom. You can't hurt this woman in the unlikely event."

"Whoa! It's your welcome, Hola. Hold it that way! The rest of you, get back to your positions! Yeah, I want to go peek too, can I go? If I carry this, I can go!?

Relax, Leonard.

I look up at him holding me because I can't grasp the situation.... I tried to deflect my neck with intent, but I couldn't even move with Pickle. I don't get one fingertip the way I want.

So this is also a dream...?

A gentle vibration is transmitted to the body, which is perfectly placed half naked. Are you walking? It was like Lioner who made the hanging noise behind his back. Looks like he's carrying more than one bed.

"You guys go intercept, too!

"Ha."

A boy, who gave instructions to those who had finished the work, lined up next to a young man who walked silently.

The young voice that arrives from the diagonal bottom is either for excitement or rubbing up.

"It feels good! You want to come between the thrones? Admittedly, Jung-foot doesn't seem like a big deal to you, does it?

"Don't be alarmed. Signs are warm, but they may be hiding power. Plus, it's half packed by the time you allow it to break into the castle to some extent."

"We didn't make it to the renovation and trap installation."

I was gently dropped off in a soft place.

As my back sinks, the warmth that was wrapping me away. That's a little lonely.

Are you still on my side, the medismult beauty bass sounded right from the top of me laid to sleep.

"... if I fall, only this room will die."

"Hey! Don't be weird! It's okay to fall, but not if you die. Hey, at least I'm not cut off now, so if anything happens to you, even God destroys you...!

"Oh, right. Sorry, forget it."

"Look, look, the words are coming back. Dignified and dignified, right?

"Oh. It's the first extermination of the brave. We must welcome him like a demon king."

'... YAY... MAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

"Wow, I really do legs! Oh, my gosh!

You're going first, and one sign is far away.

Has the brave come?

That's also "first extermination" - which may mean that what I'm looking at is a pretty long time ago.

... I wanted to get up now and give you both a voice saying 'It's okay'.

The two of them live in the future, and the castle exists. So this brave assault should be getting over safely.

"It may be hard on this occasion, but it's a temporary patience. - Please bless me and our clan."

Good luck, past Mae.

At the same time that I thought so, I felt soft on my lips.

... I was kissed to sleep -!

As a gyro, the moment the encouragement blew away...... my consciousness broke off with a sound.