He Didn’t Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became Guild Master

"... if you don't want me to leave like this, I'll let you go."

It was a word unimaginable from ordinary Miralka. I also wondered if the current situation of letting her do so would still not be good.

Miralka's body is cold. I wonder why I left home at night in this rain.

"... I'll catch a cold if it stays that way, so please let it rain for a while."

Miralka nods as she stares at me where she would normally respond to me. Your cold, bloody lips aren't trembling.

When I confront her again, there is no part that won't take away her eyes. Even when I first met 11-year-old Miralka, I was seen as a pathetic figure by two younger girls.

Except for Master, it was an emotion I never remembered. At that time, neither I nor I have changed anything - but I thought that if I realized it against Miralka, I would not be seen as a party member until now.

I can't deny that things will change. In the weakened rain, I can't let Miralka escape my arms yet.

"... you're not going to use magic tonight. I think it would be valuable to see Dick like that."

It's easy to beat the rain between us with Spirit Magic - there is a magic called "Water Tent (Aqua Vale)". Rather than defending it in battle, it's magic to help a moving party like the one used to move rainy weather.

Without chanting, Interfere with Water Spirits to activate Magic. The grains of water are pouring down to avoid us - as if wrapped in an invisible membrane.

At the same time, the magic of "Lighting" generates two light spheres and slowly circles around us. The pale light soothed by the membrane of water gently pours down on me and Miralka.

"It's brighter than the 'lighting' that I always use at night, but keep an eye on it in the rain."

Miralka doesn't care as much about prominence as I do.

She looked like she smiled, but she quickly closed her eyes and weakened. It seems like you can carry it as it is, but there is something wrong with it.

Ever since I found Miralka, I had a feeling that something would warn me.

Still, Miralka, with her eyes closed like she's asleep, is not in a state to say anything. I went to her mansion, sighing.

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There was no one in Miralka's mansion. The gate remained slightly open, and if Miralka had gone out on her own, she would have come out without locking it.

The feeling of discomfort was also at the point of passing through the front door. Very few, but there are traces of magic after use - and Miralka herself uses magic similar to attack magic.

The disturbance of the magic field, which occurs as a magic trail, is called magic vibration. Magic vibrations vary according to the type of magic used and the magician, and unless disguised or concealed, it is possible to identify the user.

(... something happened here. I don't think there are people in this king's capital who would attack Miralka.)

I had Miralka change only her wet clothes and get some rest. It was a tough job not to see, but I couldn't catch a cold - I just regained consciousness and now I'm sleeping deeply again.

It seems that the servant woman who works in this house is coming by and has already returned home. It looks like you might be staying in the Mansion, but it wasn't planned for today.

It's still raining outside. I told her I'd be back before the sun changed, so I still have time - if Miralka stays asleep, maybe we should call for backup. Master is better at medical magic than I am.

If the Servant woman had been there, I could have heard a lot. Even if something changes in Miralka, I haven't been able to figure it out for a long time.

(... you were too relaxed, I...)

I've been getting ready for whatever happens at any time. I know that feeling threatened to small things is just cowardice, but to think that Miralka just had a whim about the current situation, there is too much discomfort.

Open the front door and I'll go out again. From here, Miralka went out and moved to the place just now - I want to see the path again with my own eyes.

And you're about to walk out. You notice something falling on the bush in the courtyard illuminated by a light bulb.

At first glance, I understood what it was. But I thought it was hard to admit until I took it from me.

--Why is "this" falling here?

Fragment of the severed 'Slave Collar'. A magical instrument that can only be made with the technology of the "Left Behind".

The bandit leader who was raiding the carriage of the carriage association was also manipulated in the same way. There's only one answer to that.

The person who caused the bandits to attack the wagon also tried to contact Miralka - or is already in contact.

The collar is cut with a sharp cut. It's impossible with a blade, but with Miralka's magic - the Particle Fracture Faction - this is exactly the face of the cut.

(Miralka responded with a 'Someone' raid. And I followed the raiders to that place... where they confused me in some way)

If so, the enemy will have abilities comparable to the SSS rank. If such a person were to enter King's Landing, it would still have to be admitted - it was an emergency.

Sakuya-san, can you hear me? I'm sorry about the night. "

─ I hear you. I'm sorry, because of the rain, there seems to be interference from the water spirits. "

Is that why you can hear your voice a little bit - and more than that, you can hear the whole noise mixed up.

Calm down and listen. Someone invaded King's Landing and attacked Miralka. "

Ugh......

"You know the existence of the information network that our guild built, and you've been blocking it from being detected."

Master, is Miralka safe...?

"Ah, for now... I have to wait and see if I'm really okay."

"... good. The Master is by Miralka's side.

I had to come a little earlier... Sphere had a better guess than I did. If Sphere hadn't told me, I'd still know nothing. "

Sakuya's cruising breath is conveyed. I didn't mean to console myself, it was a word to admonish myself.

I wish you could suck it up, but Sakuya breathes.

Suppose someone sneaks through our net and arrives at Miralka's place... it may not be our strength. But that's why I think we should play our part. "

"Ahh... you don't have to fight. Deal with any suspicious activity at the heart of King's Landing. I didn't mean to turn around, but I don't want you to like it any more."

Sure. But even if they couldn't sense anything, it's pathetic unless they can't tell if they just didn't realize it..... "

I can't follow the magic trail either. Just knowing if you're in King's Landing or if you're out will help... please do something about it. "

"Yes, I am S-rank, but the master who built this information network is the SSS rank… I am running it, so I will grasp the signs next time."

I can finish my conversation with Mr. Sakuya. If she finds the assailant, she will not engage until she has the necessary combat power, and will follow and monitor her.

I should join the pursuit - I must return to the Alliance House once. As a precaution, I contacted Verlaine and Master and asked Eileen, who lives nearby, to come.

Tell Yuma and Cody to stay alert, and I'll head to Miralka's room. When she wakes up, tell her not to move out of this house. If we put a technique around the house to prevent intruders, we'll have time for me to rush into it.

Enter Miralka's room, exit the living room, and quietly open the bedroom door.

"... Miralka, I'm sorry. Can you hear me?"

Standing beside the bed, I see Miralka. As you sleep, your chest is quietly rising and falling - you feel a little relieved when you see a quiet movement from above the blanket.

"If anything happens, call me right away. This time....."

Run for sure. Before I could say that, Miralka's hand moved.

"... stay here a little longer"

Miralka grabbed the hem of my clothes with her other hand while covering her face. It's not a strong force, and I don't feel the usual temperament in my voice.

Even though it was defeated, Miralka had a battle that forced her to wear and tear. When you think about it, it's too much to leave here immediately.

"... if you got up, you'd better take a bath and warm up. It's not good to stay cold."

"... you too."

"Oh, me too... no, I don't catch a cold like that..."

Otherwise, Miralka would immediately decline, but Miralka would shift her face-covering arm and look at me from under it.

"... just a little bit, okay. Because of you, I'm sure you've already turned your hands a lot."

"But... I'm telling everyone that I can't answer..."

Miralka's eyes are already moisturizing from the middle of what I'm saying. Even with her, she knows she's saying something close to herself, and she dares to stop me.

"Okay, okay. All I have to do is take a little bath. I'll keep an eye on Miralka until she leaves."

"... do it."

After a short reply, Miralka covers her face again. I couldn't be lost forever, so I decided to switch heads.

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There are only some houses in King's Landing that use magic tools to boil the bath. Miralka's house was one of them, and if I could control the magic, I could use it without any problems.

(I'm nervous about using people's baths... but I don't even know how much water Miralka likes. Need to check later.....)

I can also draw attention to the fact that Miralka will enter after I have soaked. If you just warm up your body, you can replace it with magic, but even if you say that now, it's not clean.

A lot of magic doesn't mean you should do anything magic. Especially since women like to take a bath, it's important not to ignore mood problems even if you can keep it magical and hygienic.

Even on the journey of demon king crusade, I once didn't realize that everyone had been in the bath for a few days and couldn't say it.

--I am thinking so much because the situation is still unsettling. You'd better get out of here and change your order to Miralka.

Fill the bucket with water and take a shower from your shoulders. However, I was worried about wet hair in the rain, and thought it would be better if I took a shower from my head once and dried it magically.

"... uhh..."

"--I wish I had soaked in hot water and warmed up. I knew you were serious in some weird place."

"Eh... Miralka...!?

I was never distracted. And yet, only today, I was left surprised.

No - there's someone I can't fully sense approaching. If my people are trying to reach the SSS ranks or higher, they can do it. Completely shut down the magic flow or interfere with my magic detection (magic search).

"... can I come in?

"When you get there, there's no stopping it... I'll be right up. Can you wait?"

I try to get up - but before that, I get my hands on my shoulders.

Cool hands. After all, Miralka's body is cold. I should have kept it warm in some way before I put it to bed.

"... you're always looking cool, even though you're training so much."

"It's been here a long time. When you train with magic, it seems like it's against the rules from a person who is seriously training...."

"Yeah... but I'm sure if I put the same load on you, the others won't be able to move. I'm sure Eileen and Cody will be fine. I...."

When the names of Eileen and Cody came up, I was relieved for a moment. Miralka and I are still thinking about our people in this situation.

--But Miralka's next move was something I didn't imagine.

Miralka leans against her back. Only your hands are cold, and your body is warm - your heart beats with heat.

"... I thought I was jealous. As a swordsman, as a militant, you can train with Dick."

Until now, Miralka never said what she thought.

Each Demon Kingslayer has a different role. Miralka is a wizard and doesn't need to train in melee combat - it's Eileen and Cody's job and I'm in a position to train.

But if such reasoning was not the only thing that could be divisible. I wouldn't have known what Miralka was thinking.

"Limouserit and Verlaine are the same. It has the power to fight, not just magic. But so am I. The truth is..."

"... Miralka, listen to me whenever you want. But now....."

I'm not running away. Even if I had the feeling to face it, it's different here now.

I try to get up. Still, Miralka grabbed my wrist - looking back, there was nothing to hide Miralka's body but long hair on her chest.

She stands still. Keep an eye on me, and you'll hunt me down one step at a time. Knowing that I couldn't get down any further, Miralka pushed my back against the wall with her arm on.