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

When I realized, I was standing somewhere else with Miralka in my arms.

The time is night. I can hear a howling owl.

Miralka is still asleep. With her in my arms, I looked around.

"... here..."

The trees that would have surrounded us were torn down and the ground turned upside-down - I could see that it was the magic of Miralka's destruction.

When the ruins were transferred from the Labyrinth, the Destruction Magic effect was not extinguished, but released after it was transferred.

Although it is as rough as it can be, I remember the remaining forest landscape.

On the northern side of the Kingdom of Albain, near the border with Elsein. I should have placed a branch of "Silver Bottle Pavilion" around here, but the information network is not connected.

What is the identity of this discomfort? First, to check the surrounding terrain, I worked with the Wind Spirit and borrowed the view of the Wind Spirit above.

― ― Wind Spirit Wind Element Sky View Sky Vision ―

And make sure - the walls built to keep an eye on the border between Albain and Elsein have only a simple fence.

On this side of the fence - on the Albain side - there is a small village. It's where my guild branch was, but it looks like someone else is now living in the house that I should have bought as a base.

The current situation illustrates one fact. But it's too early to judge at the moment. I would like to go to the village to gather information and secure accommodation.

"...... nh......"

Miralka will wake up soon. I am ready to use Heal Magic at any time, but I don't do any physical damage. It's probably because Calwen's Curse Print disappeared that he won't wake up.

Perhaps Miralka remembers everything while he was fighting me. Fortunately, Calwen's method was not appropriate, but it was not like manipulating memory.

If Miralka doesn't wake up, she won't know if she's right. Her body is trembling a little - her clothes were torn during the battle, so the cooling of the night forest seems to hit her.

There are several ways to warm my body, but I chose to warm the surrounding air with the help of the Fire Spirit and the Wind Spirit. There were many signs of beasts in the woods, and I had to use 'hiding' while I was on the move, but it was normal so I didn't have a problem.

I was about to misunderstand when I was holding a lost Miralka, so I put my coat on her, applied strict "hiding" to sleep in the shade of a tree that was hard to find, and went into the village to secure the accommodation.

Approaching a building made of logs with faint leakage of light. When I knocked on the door, a middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf responded.

"At this late hour... are you a traveler? You should stop moving around here at night, the beasts are dangerous because they have good night vision."

"There's a place in this village where travelers can keep the rain wind down because of the circumstances and find a place to stay. Somewhat available."

"We also run an inn and have spare rooms. I'll eat in the morning, okay?

As far as I know, the price of the inn around here was two silver coins with meals. In the King's Capital of Alvinas, there are about five pieces of silver coins, and local villages are generally cheaper.

"Two silver coins for the price."

"If possible, I'd like to rent two rooms... is that difficult? I have another one with me."

"Why don't you just say that? Is there a reason you're hiding the other one from me? I'm not hiding anything."

"No, well... we're adventurers, but they're women, and they tore their clothes off in the middle of the trip."

I was afraid of misunderstanding, but I'd like to put Miralka to bed on the roof as soon as possible. If you can't be honest with me, I think we'll make a bed in the camp then.

"What, you think they suspected me of doing something to you?

"Well... I'm in a state where my clothes are torn in battle. It's not impossible for me to be suspected."

"If you say you did something, when you wake up... maybe you're a woman, but I won't let you go. From there, it's not my place to interfere..."

Somehow, a woman who speaks in a characteristic fashion - she's been reading her thoughts normally, and that's what it's all about. I can't say it because it would be rude.

"A boy with black onyx eyes like you wouldn't make a girl cry."

"... yes, I would like to."

You shouldn't say things like weak noises to people you've never met. She stood still thinking so, but the woman smiled and opened the door wide.

"I'm a little out of town, so I'm careful with the guests at night. I'll let you stay. Bring them in."

"I don't know... well, I'm with you. Friends... yes, they are friends."

"That's such a delicate relationship. I know, there's a lot going on when I'm young."

Everything is answered nicely.

I don't have much chance of dealing with women my age, but I may be the weakest. I don't know how to distance myself, and regardless of my position, they treat me like a "boy."

"What are you doing? You didn't eat dinner. I'll make you something. Come back soon."

The door can be closed temporarily. I accidentally scratch my head - feeling the warmth of someone called affection, or a little relieved.

But there is also the idea that we have to be calm. I thought it was a trap to rent an accommodation easily.

Such an idea was quickly and lightly dismissed. You start cooking in the inn, you hear signs of burning firewood and cutting vegetables or something.

I'll go back to the shade where Miralka is and see how she's doing.

"... oh... ma'am..."

She was sleeping with her body rounded, and tears still remained on her cheeks.

When I hold Miralka gently, I return to the inn again. The stars blinked in the sky, and I felt that the moonlight alone was bright enough.

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I rented a room on the second floor of the inn, and I let Miralka rest in bed and eat in the dining room.

"It tastes so rural, it doesn't stick so well. It's just the taste of salt and ingredients.

"No... it's really delicious. It's rustic, but it tastes like it's getting soaked in the body."

I was able to show you the map and see where this land is. It's exactly where I thought it was - but not exactly where I knew it was.

― ― Moon of the Great Crab God, Kingdom of Albain, 1998.

When we started our journey of demon king crusade. We were flying in the past.

It may not be a normal situation to stay calm, but it was one of the answers I could expect from Calwen's words.

A method that was studied in the ruins labyrinth to counter the immense power of destruction magic.

Theoretically, 'if you can do it', you can prevent any powerful destruction magic. If you send the power of Destruction Magic to another time, you can eliminate the effects of Destruction Magic from "Present".

I came to the entrance to the labyrinth where such artifacts were asleep during the Dragon Ride, but I didn't go inside. However, if we did not fight Miralka with all our might, we would not be able to activate the power of the ruins that manipulate time.

"What's going on? I've been blurred since I asked you how many years it is, but are you still confused?"

"No... I'm sorting my head, but it's calming down."

"That's good. I did it until I got her dressed, but I'll leave the rest to you. If you're calm, you'll be fine."

"Nh... no, if I could ask you, I'd rather have a homosexual look at her."

I knew it was too sweet, but I was still shaken. On the contrary, you'll see it with your gentle eyes.

"Having a trip with a girl doesn't mean you're responsible for anything. Well, that might be something you can say to a girl."

"... maybe that's true..."

"I'm sorry I said such a mean thing. I don't hate tough guys like you, just the opposite of my grandfather."

'Grandpa' was her husband, who is now far away for hunting.

Then she kept hearing about her family - the families of the four children, the dogs she had, the village, etc., and even though I went on the way to see Miralka, I was able to keep up with the conversation.

I think we need to find a clue as soon as possible, but even if we're in a hurry, things don't go well.

"... but if it's so stiff, it must be hard on the contrary."

"Oh my God, what happened....."

"You're the one who realizes that. Now, are we done with the change? I'm going to rest now, so if you don't have enough, tell me now."

It's not that it wasn't enough, it was filled with hunger enough.

If Miralka wakes up, she can't wake up at that time. I got permission to use the kitchen just in case - I don't know if Miralka has an appetite if she wakes up, but the best way to cheer up is to be able to eat.

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Miralka stayed awake even after darker nights.

Sometimes you say something like a nightmare.

"... why... why shouldn't I..."

"... Miralka"

Hold Miralka's hand stretched out into space to grab something.

Wrap and pray with both hands. Can Yuma, or Miralka's mother, wake him up from this nightmare?

--Are you completely free from Calwen's curse?

Even if you entrust the power of Yuma, you can't pull it out like Yuma. Still, I had no choice but to believe I was doing well.

The past five years ago. We were still on our way to the demon king crusade.

We need Miralka's help to find a way back to time from here.

"... oh... sir... I..."

If she hadn't, I wouldn't have asked myself.

"... if I'm not good..."

I was just afraid to know.

It's not a big deal to be alone, to be afraid, to be alienated. I ran into my master and was saved, and I ran away without giving him what he wanted. I can't help it.

I remained unaware of what my friends were holding. Trying to get to know him deeply is breaking trust.

It was just sweet. Sweet to the word "companion", she didn't try to face them in the position they wanted - she kept on telling herself it was the right thing to do with a way out of the way.

"... I'm... glad you were born. So....."

The sleeping Miralka can't reach a word.

Still, Miralka's body, which was suffering, slowly relaxed.

I held Miralka's hand and kept staring at her. The moon light that plugs in through the window lights up the sleeping figure of a girl called "Poor Disaster."

Even if Calvin's curse disappears, Miralka is still awake. Is that because the effect of the curse on her is such that she refuses to wake up - I don't know.

I can interfere with my mind and suppress my emotions. It means that the mind can be touched by magic.

The mind of man is where the memories of the past and the present ego intersect. Calvin manipulated Miralka's will in a way that interfered with her 'memory' and influenced her present self - in other words.

In order to awaken Miralka, I must know her past. I know how serious it is to peek into the past of others.

Still, I wanted to know. Like Miralka asked me why I didn't want to stand out, I wanted to know what Miralka was warning me about.

How to know the other person's mind. The simplest of these is to use 'Small Spirits'.

Write a magic letter on the subject's body and use it as a medium to create my own body - that's how I used it until now, but I can always create my own body. All I have to do is draw magic letters on the back of my hand and transfer my spirit to the magical body that separates my powers.

I trace the back of my left hand with my right finger, draw magic characters - and sit next to the sleeping Miralka, activating 'Small Spirit'.

A tiny ball of light that lights up the room - I put my spirit into it and dived into Miralka's sleeping chest to be sucked in.