I Was Kicked out of the Hero’s Party Because I Wasn’t a True Companion so I Decided to Have a Slow Life at the Frontier

Those who live in this world are given blessing from the Supreme God Demis at birth, with the exception of Asura Demon.

Blessing gives you the power of level and skill, allowing vulnerable humans to fight monsters such as giants and beasts more equally. Had there been no blessing, humans would have died long ago.

The village priest told the children gathered in a small church.

Some children seemed to be sitting silently, but Lutey and Gideon sat quietly on the chair. Looking at the situation, the priest feels weird if he is more unnatural than well-behaved.

"Sai Sama!"

A boy named Tap raised his hand. A boy with a cheerful and cheerful face.

"Do you have a basket in anything too? Isn't Monster a bad guy?"

Monsters are also diverse and can not be overstated, but indeed most monsters do harm to humans, and there are many cruel things that attack not to eat but just to kill. Also, there is "Bless" even in the existence of evil like a demon.

If evil had no 'bless', the good races, humans and high elves, would have flourished more ... so everyone should think about it once.

The priest with the guard of Adept, who preached in this manner, remembered the same question as a priest in the village at the time of his childhood, and was also in this church.

"Tap, the answer is in our blessing."

"In the basket?"

"" Blessing "grows by killing those who have" Blessing. "But if there were only good people in this world, who would we kill? God would tell us evil I hope to fight and live more correctly, which is why I'm giving blessings to evil. "

In the priest's words, Tap nodded many times in a manner he understood. A precocious boy touching the blessing of a warrior sitting next to him declared, "I'll kill more monsters." His blessing level is 3. Already mixed with adults, they are participating in monster hunting with a club.

"that"

No matter how small, but noisy, he was raised with a small voice, somehow clear and strong. The noisy children, too, look at the girl spinning his mouth.

"What is rooty?"

The priest is slightly fooling. It's the first time that inexplicable girl asks a question.

"What is the urge for?"

"Oh, oh, yeah, good question."

The priest relieves his chest. The obvious question is the significance of the urge. It's like teaching 1 + 1 in arithmetic. The priest reconsidered that the contents of this foreign girl were extraordinarily ordinary.

"As you all know," Blessing "has an impulse. My" Adept "wants to keep the peace of everyone's mind in this way, and save the suffering by my magical power. I want to be a priest because of this urge. "

Another urge to be conservative and unacceptable was the priest muttering in his heart that there was no need to convey it.

"The blessing that God has given us gives us strong power, but the impulse is to show us the way to go so that we don't use that power tracklessly. There is a sense of security in it. Living to gain this security is the key to living a fun and correct life. "

The boy, who mentions the warrior's blessing in the priest's words, is holding his fist as if he was quaking.

The boy later beats the bragging boys in the village and reigns as a tyrannical brat general, but others know that this was the priest's words of the day. I couldn't.

But Luti's expression is still cold.

(Then, the impulse of your brother, “Guider,” ...)

The outside is already dark. I was glad to go back, but Rev. miststorm told me to stay and, unless there was a reason to refuse, the Ruti decided to stay in this settlement for one night.

Rooty has no urge anymore. This is because the newly born blessing skill “Shin” nullifies the urge of “Brave”.

I was released from the urge of the brave who had been suffering myself for a long time. Rooty hadn't noticed that the world was so full of such vibrant colors as the brilliant morning sun, the green shoots that jumped out of the soil, and the omelets his brother made.

The world is so beautiful.

The brave Luti, who was born to protect the world, began to seem to like the world for the first time because he was ironically no longer a "hero."

(This is a world without impulses)

The grain of red pine pillars looks beautiful, illuminated by the glow of a burning candle burning on a candlestick.

Outside the window, an impatient frog wakes from hibernation and creeps in the middle of the night.

The moon in the sky is a beautiful full moon. A thin, fluttering cloud over the moon, through which the moon shone dimly.

(I was traveling all the time. The world looked different to me. Everything except my brother was gray.)

Looking up at the mountain, Red in the memory of Rooty was impressed.

In front of your eyes is a sacred mountain named "Larael's Footprints", a sacred site of the Wood Elves. Elves and people seem to feel something special in the mountains that protrude from the surrounding forest.

"Beautiful"

Red muttered. The mountain is a mountain with a triangular shape as measured, and its color is faint due to the clouds covering the mountaintop, which makes it a contrast with the surrounding green mountain and may be a factor that makes this mountain special Absent.

Rooty thought so without being particularly impressed.

(At that time, if I had no urge, I might have been able to share the beautiful scene that my brother was watching)

Rooty misses it a little. Lutey closed the window after seeing insects coming in through the window, lit by the candlelight.

(I was released from the urge. The world looked different. What about your brother's world?)

Just as the world that was seen with or without the urge has changed, isn't the world that Red sees with the urge of the “Leader” now different from the world that Lutey sees?

(What if ... I see if my brother's urge is gone)

Just imagining what, Luti felt his back shaking with fear.

Rooty did not endure the urge of "Brave" and did not lose her personality because of the existence of Red.

This feeling of red will be lost once you become a “hero”. Even if Red dies, she can't even shed tears, and she shows her sorrow to meet the expectations around her that if his brother dies, the brave man should be sad.

That's why Luti can't just admit. I can't stand putting myself into such an existence. Only the feelings for his brother, even God, will not be taken away, that is the core of Luti's heart.

So Lutey did not stop being Lutey, no matter how impulsive she was.

Red loves Routy. That was well communicated to Routey.

Anyway, the existence of Rooty was alien to his parents, just before child abandonment. Only Red, his brother, father, mother and brother, poured all affection into rooty, protecting himself from the eyes of the villagers' strangeness and malice, and from the brave. He continued.

In a world where someone was forced to save someone, Red alone saved Rooty.

It is difficult for Luti to describe his brother Red in words.

It is a love for parents who nurture themselves, a love for their older brother who protects them, a love for their benefactors who save themselves, and a love for their lover who wants to spend a lifetime together.

Lutey felt such an unfathomable affection for her brother, as if he condensed all kinds of affection that existed in this world.

In other words, it is a level where you can not live if you are hated by your brother.

"U, u ..."

Involuntarily sheep leaked from her mouth.

Rooty, who had been using her “healing hand” to regenerate herself without moving her eyebrows even if her internal organs were chewed by the dragon fangs, suffered only from the suspicion of “if” in her head .

What if Red's affection was the result of an urge, and he really was forced to be like nothing and not really like himself.

Just as she imagined, Rooty lost her whole body and sat down on a hard bed.

If you notice, tears are spilling from Potapota and both eyes.

If you break up with your brother like a mist ...

"I hate it."

But suppose you were suffering from the urge of the Leader, just as you were suffering from the urge of the Brave. I can temporarily eliminate the urge of the opponent I touched. If that can save my brother ...

(I don't want to be disliked by my brother, but I don't want him to suffer. I just want to be happy.)

Lutey was crying with her knees alone in her spinning thoughts.

At that time, there was a knocking sound.

"Rooty. Would you like to enter?"

The voice I heard was the voice of my beloved Red.

"My brother ... Yeah."

Lutey hurriedly wiped his tears, and a slightly faint voice replied.