Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

Just through Hannah Hannah Forest, Sten leaked his voice.

"... ahhh"

"I'm a little uncomfortable when I look at people's faces and they look awesome..."

"Yes, no, I don't know about Veroche..."

Unexpectedly, Veroche frowns a little uncomfortably at that voice in such a way.

Sten was in a good mood as he walked in the Hannah Forest.

Veroche had no reason to know, but Hanahana Forest can be quite a memorable place for Sten. Where I first fought an opponent with pieces of beads, encountered Imperial College, and met one of the leading qualifications of Grimoire Lancer II.

Even though it was a battle, and aside from the fact that Sten can't remember that battle, he was strongly remembered for the extent to which he was immersed in emotion.

And.

This is where I was inspired to travel with my own family girl.

I don't know where or what she's doing right now, but Sten hopes to see her again.

With your hands on your chest, you're still a well-connected spiritual path. None of the chances of her dying are equal. That's why I hope to see you somewhere.

As always, I can count on the letters I sent out to the guild... but I can't be detoured because writing my latest footprint on purpose has proven to catch even what I don't need.

He said the cranes would look for him again. While relying on it, I firmly serve my purpose.

Yes, I had made up my mind.

"... well, not that far"

One, sighing, Sten turned forward again.

A grumpy looking Veroche is at the edge of his sight. At that moment through the woods, which were pleasant on a leaky day, there is one path in the open plain.

A glittering cobblestone street reflects its light in the bright, downpouring sun.

The name of this street, which can also be described as the crystal of the magic guide of this world made by magic vegetables, is "Silver Street".

Would you fulfill and believe this place you traveled with Hiiraghi, who was previously a family member, such as now walking with that Veroche Vie Atmosphere, to yourself a few months ago?

"... you might believe it." Seriously!? Why!? 'or something. I don't think so. "

"What are you completing by yourself -...? Rather than that, I'd like to have a lot of clarification about earlier..."

"It seems to be an illustrative illustration. Well, whatever."

"Is that it?"

"Become"

Which way, we have to go here.

Though avoiding boulders near the imperial city of Gran Sil, the road remains the same as last time until it leads through the abandoned village of Lehne. It had been established that it would go through the streets of silver, more than that.

Take a step forward.

If you wish, don't let it go together.

"There's a delicious tea shop right here."

"Sten, I haven't been briefed in the end about the look on your face..."

"Ah, that's..."

If you can look half-eyed at it, hang out slightly with the boulder sten.

But when Veroche gently coughed there, he turned forward, just like Sten, and then walked one step further.

"Sweet stuff, I like it -"

"... uh, yes, yes. We'll treat you."

her words, including that I will be deceived in the dark.

Not without a choice, but Sten killed his voice, laughed small, and walked behind her.

For a while, I blossom into stories that have no other love and go down the street.

Veroche's mule rattled the silver tiles, and Sten's waste blade made a pleasant sound.

"It's still a lot like melting this frozen tile...... itch, so much so that it contains magic vegetables that I want to take it home -. I don't know if I can cry."

"None. Stop. I want to protect a lovely landscape."

"Well, sure, you look beautiful."

A laid tile that makes the streets of silver its name.

It was said that this was the effect of an absurd exorcism previously carried out by the Institute of Imperial College in the water town of Marmira. They took the energy out of the out-of-phase, and the temperature change at that time caused it.

"If we just take energy out of the out-of-phase, there won't be any temperature changes around... Research Institute, what have we done..."

"Oh, yeah."

"It is the Commander of Magic who is using the same mechanism to exercise Magic - The God Erosion Phenomenon (Phase Skill) should be putting the power of the alien phase into its own medium and expressing it as an ability... If it had to happen intentionally with temperature changes - I mean, if it had experimented with tiles like this that would freeze -... what the hell were you going to do with that cold air?"

"I don't know that area."

Hmm, and Sten put his hand on his chin.

Tiles that I'm taking step by step now myself. When I first came here, it was streaming in "game settings," but it was becoming "one of the mysteries" for Sten, who had recognized this world as this world and experienced numerous "mysterious developments".

If you ask me, many settings are not spoken of. But this is an empire. It is a country that was at the cutting edge of the five nations in its magic guidance. Whatever you're trying to do, it's not weird.

"I don't know when this street happened in the first place."

"Your uncle would know... I'll ask him when I get home."

"Wouldn't it be nice to have Yurica?

"That damned sister is from the magic guide, so it's useless."

"Ooh. Well, yeah."

If his sister and I had listened to this conversation, we would have swelled our bruised cheeks and stuffed them to shtens. Even my index finger pokes at Sten and he looks upset and grumpy.

"So-yu, what are you saying? Yes, sir. Okay, even Sten can't use magic at all, and he's strong without that. Hmm! '

"... too much room for brain regeneration"

"Sten, immersing yourself in Yurika's imagination in front of me is a lot of nerve..."

"Wait, pointing the umbrella this way won't be a shade. Look, look, I see it! Because that's the sweet spot for the purpose!

"... not at all"

ahead that Sten pointed to.

Veroche also held Frill Umbrella on his shoulder in such a way that he had no choice, and then floated and went first.

I decided to ask some sister in my brain to shut up for a while, and Sten goes after her, too.

Not enough to run, not even slow enough. Quite, in a hurry.

"Guys, Mayugu... it wasn't, it's Ooku..."

"Yeah......? Well, you're a beautiful girl, aren't you, Mr. Traveler?

When Sten reaches the sweet spot of nostalgia. He had already begun a conversation with a woman whom Veroche was the shopkeeper. Sten, who had not visited here for some time, wandered around the store for a long time.

A sweet spot in a house tucked up along the streets of silver. It's the kind of place that conveys a sense of comfort to travellers. You can't even hate Sten.

"Mr. Matilda, Ohisa"

"... who?

"Uh-oh!?

Matilda's reaction was an out-of-the-box pale stay in response to Sten's face coming from behind Veroche. It's embarrassing to do so, partly because Veroche taught this store in the usual way of saying, "I have a good place".

but Matilda laughed with pleasure as she delayed a beat.

"I won't forget characteristic customers like you. Long time no see. Hey, about a few months? It's just unusual to be a demon in the first place. Sten..."

"Ouch. Dumplings. Dumplings. And to this guy."

"Aye... what's it taste like?

"All three"

"I've been deceived!

With a flickering backhand, Matilda disappears behind the counter.

After dropping it off, Sten left the store ahead of Veroche.

Sit on the bench outside, straight as it was then.

He said it would be best if it were possible.

Sten moved his gaze to the bench that was placed along the store wall.

"... what are you going to do?

- I froze.

There was already a client there.

Someday, it's not what I found out. 'Cause there was definitely no one on that bench when I walked into the store.

Lie down, little shadow as you sit down.

There's no such thing as feeling in the sun, not knowing who the silhouette is.

She grips the umbrella and emits a tremendous hegemony.

Golden forehead swept in the breeze. At that moment, blue blue blue sharp eyes shoot through the sten.

Sten doesn't realize what should be in those eyes if it's not enough.

"The Demon King's Army is the mentor, the granddaughter of Shanoar Vie Atmosphere. A person who betrayed a human being.... herself and killing many innocent people without leaking into the example. And take that, Sten. You should have known. And I should have said.... you have to get caught up in a woman you don't know why."

Slowly the shadow rises.

And said slowly putting the tip of the umbrella on the sten.

"I... feel betrayed. How could you... make me believe that the Demon Clan can be a true friend to man... with the Heavy Town of the Demon King's Army?"

That, and with a slight feeling to the extent of excuses, Sten tried to open his mouth.

The language of a girl is what everything will be one day as it is. On knowing that, Sten does act with the granddaughter of the Demon King's Army mentor. That's why I'm not going to act as a demon king army or hostile. Yes, at the time I tried to throw up words in the mood of illustration.

Before Sten, black appeared as if standing up to a girl.

Another, blonde hair, dressed in a gothic dress.

"- It's not personal freedom."

"Your Highness..."

Likely, to that voice, which was offended, the virgin turned her attention from Sten to the other girl.

From Sten, I can't see her expression.

And there's nothing scarier than a woman who doesn't look like a man.

Veroche's mouth is distorted and boulders say with smiles like Demon King's Army.

"I asked Sten to stay with me as a companion. Anyway, it's very uncomfortable to get a mess out of the field."

"I'm not talking about emotions. A man who could ruin a world like yours… did you refer to him as your companion? That's a lot of joke."

"... I used to be in the opposite position. Don't worry, you didn't brainwash him... you don't have to do that, you're on my side..."

"I don't know what he's talking about like that after finding out.... Sten, can you explain what you mean?

The tone is the questionable system. However, an unspoken gaze shoots through the sten.

I can't seem to afford to think crap about Veroche's offensive tone that boulders are demon kings even if they rot, etc. Even as a sten, I'm not going to make a wave. So, trying to get an honest opinion out of my mouth.

Veroche turned to Sten with a gentle smile as he lightly erased the harsh grin he had just had.

"Nothing, don't you need to sell the purpose of our journey to the Imperial College (...)? I mean, Sten, were you even scratching this kid? It's not a bit..."

"Whoa! Don't create misunderstandings! It's nothing like that with Yatano!! Because I'm just looking after you!!

"I'm just taking care of you...... sooo... Hmm...?

Veroche's mouth arcs. suspiciously, and beautifully.

"Then let's just talk about how much we've been taken care of and go back on the journey -"

He said he was going to do it from the start.

"- Really? Aren't you going to leave this woman?"

At that moment, Sten realized he had made the wrong choice.

Rather than that, I learned about Veroche's horror.

Totally guided by Veroche. I guess the ploy to make this flow started when I interrupted my conversation with Yatano.

Instead of drawing a clear word from Sten's mouth, let him hold his in-laws to the minimum to claim the connection between Sten and Veroche "as a matter of course".

Seriously, there may not have been an option in Sten to leave Veroche from the beginning, but it is self-evident at this time how this rhetoric will be reflected for Yatano, etc.

"I have a grudge that tramples on the hope that only one person meets during a difficult time..."

The words, whining and groaning, do not enter anyone's ears at all.

"About Sten, I 'm--"

A girl with a well-motivated face - one drop conveys Yatano's cheek.

I believed you. The whine pierces Sten's chest. Other guys wouldn't have to know, and Sten isn't the kind of guy who can't move because he's upset to be told that.

Come closer to Yatano, reach out.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, Mr. Veroche in the first place..."

- Don't touch it.

Moment after moment, a soil clam erupted between Sten and Yatano.

At the same time as the shten jumps back in haste, Yatano stares at the shten small before.

"............... Bye"

Yes, I left just one word and disappeared into nowhere.

A moment of silence dominates a strip.

"... uh"

A groaning, sten voice.

but when I scratch the back of my head hidden in Kasashi, I look at Veroche.

"The other day, that woman chased me away... and I thought you were coming. At least not for me."

"... Veroche is a mental. Yeah, right. All sorts of things. I've only endured 15 years."

"I don't want to go through black history."

Veroche turned his back on Kururu Sten. The expression, again, I don't know.

- Don't touch me.

It was a cold voice.

But what was in Sten's mind was more uncomfortable than a wedge.

"... on the other hand, Yatano, you're getting weaker for mental reasons."

Veroche's, the secret sedition of the Demon King's Army was certainly awesome, but to the best of Sten's knowledge, that girl should also be quite a seditious force.

Mental weakened, rather than.

"What, you're in a hurry or you can't afford it? That felt weird, this time, Yatano."

What the hell happened?

The answer is that Sten has no reason to know now.

Suppose there's only one thing I can tell.

That there was no light in her eyes.