I have been summoned as a Champion. But do I really need to catch the Demon King?

"Hey, you guys figured this out, didn't you?"

"Well, we have our collaborators in this city."

A dark passageway. It was Mansa's underground sewer, but it smelled pretty nasty, as opposed to the brick around it.

Splash, splash.

"Hahaha! It seems like a small object just passed..."

"Oh, that rat."

"Hahahaha!!!!"

"Easy, Susie!"

There was a disturbing back, unlike the front, with a serious atmosphere, but there were few people guarding this underground sewer, so I couldn't help but notice a group of warriors who were lowering their voices as much as possible.

"By the way. It's quite a skill. Is this world really medieval?"

"Well, there's magic, so maybe technology has evolved to your side."

"I don't think I heard that Alpia has such a sewer system."

The male side was interested in the technical skills of maintaining sewerage facilities while the female side was shaking while the rats were snorting around and smelling.

"Hah, what a relief. They're nervous kids."

"I don't think the Swordsman is very nervous, either, am I?"

One of the two men who was ahead of the group, Rob, who was unidentified, sighed at the group's appearance that he could not find any tension except weak vigilance while the sword of the red-haired man was infiltrating the enemy camp.

"Well, if I'm good at it, it's not my job to lose weight. Compared to that, the people who are starting to be one person are chaotic."

"Haha, we're not flat either. I'm afraid something's wrong with the tension. It's relaxing like this."

Swordsman Mifiana approached her and said, "Do you hear the murmurings that have been spilled?" Once she snorts at his story, she looks at the group of warriors again and nods.

"Hmmm..... I definitely care, so I can see the stiff parts everywhere."

"Huh? Do you know that in such a dark place?"

Miffiana's sharp eyes were stunned and said to the mystical figure, "Miffiana shattered his shoulders.

"Well, when I get to class, the guys down there look like water. If it's a dark place like this, you shouldn't use a little bit of force."

Miffiana says, 'I'm on the absolute level, too.' In the voice of prestige, Mifiana opens her mouth with a voice that seems to deal with children.

"Absolute and the 10th is wrong. You're just over 100, aren't you? Then no matter how fast a warrior grows, you can understand. How hard it is to level up one from now on."

In Mifiana's words, meditation became a cautious face to see if there were any guesses. The prestige of having gained experience from participating in war these days reminded me that his level had fallen below 100 and that his level had started to catch up with other warriors.

'.. Argh.'

And recalling that his growth had stagnated, at the same time, the appearance of a terrible battlefield was painted in his head again.

'.... That's what I did, but you can't.'

When I first joined the battlefield, my reputation was astonishing. Unlike the human race, which had been depicted as a demon slaughtering a human being cruelly, the human race was no different.

It's simply a horn over the head, a pointed ear, a small height, or vice versa, an animal's ear or tail, etc.

It was no different than a human being, except for a slightly different appearance. That's why it felt like the world was going to collapse when the first battle broke out with them and Susie was in danger of being frozen.

The fact that he himself killed a human being. Because the fact that you are not wrong, even if you are wrong, that you have to admit and fix the wrong part seems to deny itself.

It was a great sin to kill a human being. A sin that cannot be atoned for in any way. A sin that cannot be corrected, that cannot be corrected. A sin in which each person chooses to fight is denied.

That's why Myung has been in a situation where the battle itself has been impossible for a few days. Unlike the fact that other children killed the Demihumans, especially in the New Universe, who helped to wield magic, Faithfulness was forced to stay dumb and deceived in the tent for some time.

I saw an ally who was brutally killed by a Demibeast, retreated, cold-faced, or pursued by a Demibeast burning an unknown hatred. I welcome the urgent face of my colleagues in crisis. That's why it happened.

For the sins he committed. From now on, thinking that the sin he committed was a non-atoneable sin, he decided to fight against those who tried to kill themselves without saying a word while feeling great guilt for taking the lives of the other intellectual creatures who were no different from the human beings of the Demihumans before his eyes.

I chose to fight, ignoring the cursed voices that spread in my nightmares every day, knowing that losing my colleagues and friends would be a greater wound, even if a huge guilt, a guilt book of conscience built itself.

Even now, every time I took the lives of the Demihumans, I felt like something was being cut off from me. Every time he got stronger, his mind felt more and more overwhelmed. Now I could see why Mr. Maduwon was so worried about himself trying to join the war.

He could not compromise himself differently from the other children. It was possible to carry it, but the compromise was too much. Then I've decided. Let's carry it all. I said that I would end this war on my own, no matter what.

'But it's not enough.... As we carry it, we move forward.'

Miffiana's fame, which she doesn't even grasp properly, is getting nervous. You have to defeat the Demon King, who is the root of this terrible war, so you have to put an end to this brutal war and save everyone, just because you are a big difference from the man who was defeated by the Demon King.

There was a shadow on the face of myth that even the pace of growth was slowing down to reduce that enormous difference. At that time, I felt a tingling sensation of touching his forehead.

"Ugh?"

"Hey, kid. What are you thinking about with such a serious face? Nothing's gonna change if the guy who barely makes one man's share is so seriously worried?"

In the sound of Mifiana blowing the night away on her forehead, a repulsive illusion turned against me in a tone of thorns.

"I'm a warrior. Isn't it natural that I have to do it somehow? Even if it's a pack right now, later on, no, sooner or later, you will be stronger and you will surely defeat the Demon King."

In a sudden declaration of prestige, Mifiana snorted and turned her gaze to the future with an amusing expression.

"Well, I don't intend to stop you if you think so, but if you try to carry it all by yourself, you might end up ruining it someday? I can't even go to war on my own."

"I didn't mean to end the war by myself, did I? He's got a colleague."

"... I don't think so. You don't understand what I'm trying to say."

The story Mifiana wanted to tell was not to think of anything as her fault. Even so, this year at the age of 29.....

Quajijijic!!!

…………………?!!!!!!

"Argh?! Go, what's going on?"

"What? Are you an enemy?!"

"……!!"

Suddenly the swordsman made a sword in the air, threw it at the wall at a high speed without anyone, and when the sword was stuck in the wall, a blue lightning bolt spoke. The group was surprised and went into battle. However, he had a suspicious face about the fact that no one was there. Fortunately, the electrodes emitted a strong light, but the sound did not seem to be heard by the soldiers guarding the sewer passage.

"…… something now. I feel very bad."

"Don't make me feel bad. Tomorrow, Notcher, who is in his 30s...."

"Kill?"

"…… nothing."

If you grumble with a modulated voice that has a sharp feel in Mifiana's hysteria, the unidentified Robe truly kills you, so you can join Mifiana's voice in living in the fire.

By the way, this year 2...

You prick!!

…………… Mifiana, who had a lot of life experience, noticed that everything on her face was her fault and said that she was her advice, but she was forced to sigh at the fact that she didn't know what was wrong.

'.... I had to leave it all to the one who hasn't established the values yet, the warrior, the warrior.'

I don't know if I should say responsible or stubborn. It was Mifiana who had acquired the unique skill of the past and tried to do it on her own and almost ruined herself.

'.. But it's true that these guys are really hopeful.'

But apart from him, it was true that the warriors were hope. I know who I have been with the Demon King. It's called a unique skill, but in front of the Demon King, how poor it gets.

'Features can only be confronted with features. There I am now…….'

Miffiana looks anxiously at the group of warriors who follow her back so that no one notices her. But Robman, unidentified, asks Miffiana if she noticed the look in her eyes.

"If you're so worried about a group of warriors, shouldn't Miffiana step forward? The Swordsman can accomplish this kind of operation in no time."

"... Well, there's a situation here, too. All I've been told to do is take care of these men wherever they are, and they're the masters of this operation."

In response to Rob's unidentified question, Miffiana roughly surrounded him. But I was kicking my tongue in my head.

'Tsk, Duke Maest's intelligence group is fast. No way..... You didn't get caught, did you?'

The warrior group and swordsman only walked out of the sewer, vigilantly noticing that only the Imperial Court and myself knew that the suspicious Robe had not.

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The warrior in this article is not a trendy Dame Warrior these days. First of all, he's a capable, thought-provoking warrior. If there's a problem, is he too brave?

P.S.: Thank you for your dedication.