Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

"Ah, Reis to Kai-kun, you're back. Welcome back."

Welcome back, Lord Caivon, Lord Reyes.

"Oh, oh... I'm home"

"I'm back now...... you know, are you okay to get up?

"Yeah. Looks like I got my health back to the point where I didn't know the change even when I was asleep first, so I thought I'd start by standing up and working to see how it went"

"Yes. So Lord Lue taught me how to make things that are tartar sauce, which I used to hear about."

Two people lined up in aprons. Don't carry on two sentences to the way you didn't make it such a prediction, they went back to making sauce again enthusiastically.

I'm so used to it now that I even make my own mayonnaise.

... When I first made it, I called it a hell of a lot, didn't I, you?

'It's delicious, Kai, your white drool' No, what a bad thing for my heart.

"All right, then I'll expose this onion to water for about ten minutes, and then I'll turn off the water and mix it up, and it's done."

"Ooh... that's surprisingly easy to do. Making mayonnaise is going to be easy."

"Right. But if you're into it, maybe you should invent your own vinegar or something."

I can totally cook... it's a tremendous advance compared to when I was serving a three-meal potov.

That's how they decided to schedule an appointment after lunch for a fried chicken with the tartar sauce they made.

"Delicious… of course the sauce is delicious… I can feel the flavor of the food well…"

"Oh well. After all, is that the effect of the injury...?

"Yes...... I just breathed, didn't bleed, but the smell of blood mixed, and the taste of the food was only vague. But... now I'm feeling better than I did before."

While eating, Stiglia was talking to me about her physical condition, but it still seemed to affect her from her taste tongue to the lungs she needed to breathe.

And I will explain that my body is doing well now because I still share my powers, and I will see how it goes and tell you in advance that I will try to erase the effect once.

"I see you're in the midst of purifying my body with a piece of Lord Caivon's power.

"Yeah. I'll disarm it before I go to bed this evening, so I'll see how it goes again tomorrow morning, and if there doesn't seem to be a problem, we'll finally go after you, Nao."

"Ah... you did. Two weeks today since Master Nao left. But it's a mixed army with the less skilled, so I probably don't think the march speed is that far. My prediction is that Nao and the others are now in the Ethereal Star Forest."

Already in the dungeon... I wonder if this has already broken through the dungeon by the time we get there?

You had that worry on your face, and then Mr. Stiglia told me about the dungeon.

"The Ethereal Star Forest is said to be a large enough dungeon to occupy 1/15 of the Secondary Continent. There's some inside information, but even if you subtract it, it's not that easy to break, so maybe you're carefully weighing in and attacking."

"I mean, even if we get to the woods, they're still inside the dungeon," he said?

"Yes, it's just that the report reports that the expeditionaries who followed Master Nao are gradually returning, being truncated, so now only the elite should remain. As soon as Lord Caivon and the others are in the woods, I think it would be better if we followed them and started the attack immediately."

"Heh, then I'll take care of it! Because I'm an elf, if you're in the woods, it's my dictatorship!

"Lue, it's a private arena. However, I think it is possible for us to proceed somewhat forcefully. Good, you're going to catch up safely."

"Right. Honestly, I'm also interested in finding out about the seven stars here. I don't care if you let me go... I need to see it."

I can't say right now that I'll kill you if I have to, though.

After lunch, we decided to hang out with Rue and Stiglia as they walked around the mansion to try to move a little more.

Mr. Stiglia leads the aristocratic district and extends its legs to the royal castle section, as if it were perfectly better already or even a tourist guide.

"This is Castle Gardeus. The significance that a castle in another country would have is faint, and this place is often used primarily as a venue for meetings, meetings and dinner parties. There are hardly any royalty in the palace, and usually it serves as a training ground for royalty and knights."

"I see. Governance and political arrangements are buildings in the Central District, and they're all decided by the delegates, right?

"It will. Mercenary guild, Alchemy guild, Artisan guild, Merchant guild. The representatives of the four guilds that were the main ones have decided on the country's policy, haven't they? Although, of course, the bishops, kings and prime ministers of the" Rise Church "are also present."

Rise Church, a one-of-a-kind religion that I was taught the other day not to worship one God, but to worship a God that suits each of them, each of whom appears in a myth of the past.

By the way, do you think Mr. Stiglia believes in a god called 'Alvas, God of Friendship and Guardianship'?

"Lord Rhue, would you like to take a tour of the Knights' training, if you will? I'd like to make sure Lord Leue, the Holy Knight, sees it too."

"Is that good? I've never seen a knight train like this before. Well, it might be a good idea to move your body gently to see how Stiglia is doing."

"Ho, is that true? Actually... I also wanted to ask if I could take the sword"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I want to test how much Kai-kun is working for."

"Oh, I see. You might actually know a lot about it."

And, naturally, Mr. Stiglia enters the castle with a face pass.

The gatekeeper and all the people on the street had their eyes open to the appearance of walking flat...... won't it make a scene......

I think her injury was important to the country.

When I looked back at Rais, who had a small mouth count from earlier, I let him face down and softened as if he cared about his surroundings.

"What's the matter, Reis?"

"Um... I'm talking about an example painting out there... so I thought I'd try to keep it as discreet as possible"

"Uh... okay, then turn off the feathers on your head... yes, this is my hair fastening. Why don't you put on your hair with this?

"Oh, I see! Then I'll borrow a little."

Ooh... it's Poniterais. Cute, fresh.

You're gonna be a little thrilled. Not worth the age.

Then continue straight into the castle and reach the Knights' training center.

Apparently, I was just finishing my training to line up now, and everyone was about to pull out their puppet dolls and start a meeting with a wooden sword in their hands.

"Those here are usually the Kingsguard Knight apprentices who wait in the castle and take charge of defense in the event of an incident. Is it like a castle guard?"

"I see. You're just being entrusted with castle security. Everyone seems to be making a good move."

"It's an honor to have Lord Caivon say that. As a matter of fact, they're like my direct reports."

Surely she should have been the title Deputy Commander of the entire Knights.

I mean, the people here are the elite of the elite, you know.

"Oh, so those of you here aren't from the City Guard, are they?

"Yeah, you will. They don't often use it here, so they visit it during joint exercises."

Mr. Reyes, openly relieve yourself of your chest.

Speaking of which, you were talking about the City Guard being the only one with that painting out there.

"Well, shall we take a look around? What we're fighting on the battlefield over there is the ritual of selection… two squad leaders who participated in the battle to identify Master Nao's new companions."

"Ho, let's have a look, shall we? I want to see what knights do with swords."

"I'm interested too, I'm self-taught."

You're obsessed with training, there's no way the people around you noticed Mr. Stilia.

Well, maybe that's why she's not wearing a knight outfit right now, but a regular outfit.

"Ooh... that wooden sword, looks like it weighs the same as the real sword, right? I can see you're working out, good sword speed."

"Right. The sharpness of stepping in and the speed with which you pull your body. Either way, it's first-line. It's a testament to the fact that basic body building is well done."

"... I know you have beautiful sword muscles for now... so do I."

Sorry, I don't know that much!

and that's when the wooden sword jumped in here at a tremendous speed.

Catch for now. Sure this is heavy, is there even iron in the tree?

"Apparently, you've decided on a battle. No, it's a great sword."

"Are you all right, Lord Caivon! Fork Squad Leader, even though you lost, what is it about being sword-slapped? If we lose weapons in practice, that means death. Even if you lose, you never let go of your weapon until your life runs out!

Mr. Stiglia heads to the squad leader who has been sword-blown and flies the heat.

Spartan-educational patterns inside, around scolding the bounced side, not the bounced side.

However, the word prompted the surroundings to recognize Mr. Stiglia's presence and simultaneously stopped the hand of training.

"Deputy Commander......? Are you Lieutenant Stiglia!?

"It's true, Master Stilia! Dear Stilia, wasn't it absolutely restful!?

"I'll touch you."

"The healing division was talking about a return to TBD, but now you can walk away!?

"I'll touch you."

"Without a cane... what if there are signs of recovery...?

"I'll touch you."

Everyone rushes in unison and speaks to her verbally.

I can wonder how admired she is for that uniformly worrying appearance... but has only one person just said 'I will touch your body'?

"I just visited here to see how my body is doing. Guys, I know I'm sorry to bother you...... I'm in the middle of training, get back here now!

"" "Ha!

She gives the order so as to hide her happy grin. Then they all replied with joy from the bottom of their minds and went back to training.

"... you're admired"

"... as long as you're ashamed. But... we're all proud of our men."

The first time we greeted each other, we exchanged words, and Lue and Stiglia quickly asked me to use the corner of the training center with a wooden sword in one hand.

Even though he became healthy, in a relationship that lasted a long time when he was not holding the sword, Mr. Stiglia makes sure of his grip and repeats his bare moves over and over.

And Rhue was also interested in a wooden sword heavier than it looked, checking the balance of the center of gravity, and gently twirling it to get it in his hand.

"If you look at it this way, Rhue still has a different style when he has a sword"

"I feel the same as I always do when I see it... but somehow it feels more awesome, I do"

It's supposed to be nature, but the air, like it's already in the fight, surrounds her.

Of course it's not only me and Reis who are feeling that, but also Mr. Stilia, who is face-to-face.

... Honestly, I don't have the courage to compete solely with Lue with a sword and swordsmanship.

I don't have anything better than the violence that made Stats say things.

You'll never even be able to get a sword to your body.

"So let's start with Mr. Stiglia's basic mould. Now, try typing it in."

"... then..."

And Mr. Stiglia also has similar gear to a wooden tonfer, whether he will have a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.

but...... she has no movement. No way, when it comes to fighting, do you still feel any discomfort?

"... there's a gap to punch in..."

"Yeah. Prevent it all. So just type it in because it's as good anywhere as you want."

I see. That's masters to masters. I guess I see the result before I type it in.

I can't move because of that.

But that's not exactly why she wouldn't shoot in, and after a moment of breathing, she ran out.

"Sai!"

"Yeah. yeah...... ho!

Prevents and begins a series of swords and pseudo shields.

Then again, Mr. Stiglia waves down his sword in reverse, turning it cleverly against the track with his sword, switching his standing position.

"Ha!"

"Oops."

It prevents a blow from turning around, a lower foot payment that goes in without intermittent hair, and an upper cut by a shield while standing up, both of which take their distance again.

"... neither flexion nor the ability to chase with your eyes seems to be a problem. Is there anything physically painful?

"... come on... just a little bit, I think it's easy to breathe, but this is the reason I spent so much time in bed and... that's the pressure"

"Oh well. Well, I'll attack a little later, so if you beat it, it's over."

Thus, Lue's attack is unleashed, skillfully subjected to it, defied, and overpowered as he separates his defenses.

Along the way, he continued to be defied so beautifully, or even began to muddle and strengthen his hand in the attack, but because the wooden sword broke and the contents popped out, it was stopped there.

Was iron still incorporated inside? You might want me for a workout.

"Ohh... your body seems to be moving completely already, Mr. Stilia! I've never been prevented from attacking so far!

"Wow... so am I... so far from the front... this is the first time I've ever been about to be broken through protection... honestly... saved by a weapon"

"Yes, then we have a break, shall we do a physical check? Kai-kun, you've already released the shield from Mr. Stilia, haven't you?

"Oh, then I left it before I fought."

Because it doesn't make sense to keep giving "Life Force Extreme Enhancement" to see how things go, exactly.

Two people out of the battlefield sit on the bench, and soon Lyue performs the magic of analysis.

"Mr. Stilia, you're out of my power right now, is there anything wrong with your body?

"To what extent does the lack of exercise affect…? There doesn't seem to be any particular discomfort."

"... Ah, you have a scratch on your left arm. Lue, can you ask her for magic that only improves the speed of recovery, not the cure?

"Yeah, I got it."

I'll just give her the speed of healing, wondering if her blood won't harden or easily purulent.

Then, the scabs could be firmly done, and there was no appearance of pus spreading around the wound.

"... From what I've seen, the blood is already getting its original work back...?

"I've looked into it, too, but I think it's healthy. Mr. Stiglia, I think you've calmed down your breathing, but how are you?

"... really, nothing... my body is... healed...?

Pompous, staring at your palm, gripping and opening your palm over and over again.

Maybe if I couldn't fight again, if I couldn't take my sword, I'd given up.

When to put the grip on her forehead, but over and over again she repeated, "Thank you."

"... apparently, you've really succeeded in healing, Vice Commander Stiglia"

Then there is a voice that reminds me of a magnificent man.

At the next moment, all the knights on this spot broke their knees and drowned their heads on the spot.

Turning around, there's...

"King! I apologize for letting you go to such a place. You should have said hello soon."

You don't have to tell me, King. We also kneel down to the figure of the man who will receive the iconic crown over his head, as follows Mr. Stiglia.

"I don't mind. I just came on my own. All of you, stand up."

"Ha"

See the king again.

Overflowing with majesty, rather than constricting this one, I have the impression of being a politician or something that seeps through the strength of rigour and responsibility.

I know some people call him... the king of this Gardeus... ornament, but it's outrageous.

He seemed like such a strong person to me, who would bump the answers with each delegate.

"Sir Shezzard tells me. I invited the best healing division and I saw signs of recovery, he said. Apparently, the words were sincere, Lieutenant Stiglia."

"Yes, I was greatly thankful to these three parties in the semi-final that once went on an expedition with Master Nao, but also this time... I was so thankful that I didn't expect to give it back"

"Mm-hmm. Then the woman in your elf will be Lord Nao's master?

"Huh? It's Kai-kun, not me, right?

Mr. Blistering Rhue. A king to be taken aback. And Mr. Stiglia with a bitter laugh.

I have to tighten this place up.

"I'll see you first, my king. My name is Kaivon, and I am somewhat of a freelancer, Lord Nao."

"Oh... that the Lord buried the adult dragon in one blow... that verse is a sincere thank you for saving our country's guests, as well as our dear heroes Lord McKenzie and Vice Commander Stiglia"

Then this time the king begins to bow his head, and hastily asks him to lift his head.

Nao, how far have you been talking about me?

"One day, when you visited the country, I thought I'd thank you... but I never thought I'd face to face on such occasions. Looks like we're gonna have to get ready for some hospitality."

"No... we'll leave here soon. Nao... we're going to go after Lord Nao, the liberator."

"Oh my... offer my country my cooperation,"

The king's attitude seemed to me to welcome this one, to try somewhere, to identify it.

And his words, I guess, are far-fetched confirmation. "You're on our side, aren't you? '.

Unfortunately, I can't snort at that.

"Unfortunately, we are only on Lord Nao's side. We only reach out if he finds himself in a predicament"

"Well... but Nao is supposed to be moving for our country?

"Assuming Lord Nao is hostile to some country, we will lend him a hand."

Distant traction. I'm not on the side of the country. If the country wants to move you, Nao, you don't have to fly the anti-flag with him.

If it's easy for you, take it to your side. To his obvious demeanor like that, this one does it again with a proposition that is appropriately disrespectful.

"... of course, even if it is. If Nao's story were true... I would have crossed a rather dangerous bridge now"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"No, I don't mind. Besides... if I were to give him a hand on his right arm... it would be horrible to even imagine what kind of painful counterattack he would take."

That doesn't have to be... you're a pig, you know.

What the hell kind of relationship did you have with this king and what kind of interaction did you have?

"I'd like to celebrate the Vice Commander's pleasure, but I'm putting in a little bit now. I'm going to ask you to excuse me for this today... but eventually I'm going to have to set up a welcome seat for you, so I'm going to ask you to do what you intend. And, of course, I would like you, the master of Lord Nao, to attend."

"... for that moment when it's all over, be sure to"

"Everything...? I'm sure it's a different place to look than I am. But I feel the same way. After all this, you will have to receive the best hospitality in our country."

The king walks away and exhales in a dot at that moment.

It's bad for the heart. It is also compelling of a different kind than the King of Endrecia.

Not to mention, I'm not the Demon King right now, because I'm just a traveler.

"... my body should be feeling better, but now my life expectancy is shrinking"

"Excuse me, Mr. Stiglia. But... I have a position, too."

"It's..."

"We have just the power to ensure that the country we have given is victorious. I'm not just going to help either country win..."

"Of course, I understand that. Yes... Lord Caivon is helping us out because we are fighting to rid ourselves of the war, the Liberation of the Seven Stars, I will remember our liver."

In the pressured air, we leave the training center to relax it again.

Exactly. If we're here any longer, this time we're going to have yet another power.

Because that's what Mr. Stiglia's return to the front means.

"Yeah, you seem to have completely healed already. Then we'll leave tomorrow morning..."

Return to the mansion, once now at the dinner table, to confirm her pleasure and also tell Lord Shezzard that, Lhue.

Apparently, one incident at the Royal Castle was already in his ear, and for some reason he offered to apologize here.

"The king of my country has been rude," he said. No, I don't think so.

"Do, Stilia... what are you going to do"

"... what are you going to do, what?

"It has already reached everyone's ears that you were completely happy. Besides, how are you going to move?"

"... Soon we will form an army and join the proselytizing army. He commanded the training of the mixed army and went to the border."

"That's the only role everyone wants from you, isn't it? What do you want?"

Sir Shezzard speaks quietly.

I know. Everyone here understands what Mr. Stiglia wants.

"… I am free. In the meantime, I am allowed to stay free. Since I have not officially offered to return to the Knights, I am now..."

"Oh, yeah. You're free to go."

"I have someone I want to protect. Now I want to give top priority to that role."

"... Yep. Let's go, Mr. Stiglia. Come to him with me."

Originally, I thought this would happen if she were fully healed.

We also agreed to add this resurrected Guardian Knight and started getting ready to leave.

And dawn overnight.

The Demon Car passenger car that Reyes rented was naturally a big one that had no problem with the increase in the number of people, with me and Stiglia sitting in the passenger seat and Rhue and Reyes lazily lining the passenger car.

He said, "Everyone can go home in the magic car with me."

"Lord Caivon... from what to what..."

"This is the one who asked for you to be sick."

"No, this is the right choice if you want to be the fastest.... Let's go, get to Master Nao as soon as possible"

Says Stiglia, full of vibrancy and in good mood.

Oh, let's go see him. And let's go protect it.

Exactly now, to him challenging the fiercest dungeon.

Come on, finally, Mr. Nao. Let me see the end of your journey. [M]

If that's where the wall stands again, let me give you a hand.

Even if the wall... was for us or for us...