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

"Rooty. Can I enter?"

I knocked on the door of the room where Luty was.

"My brother ... Yeah."

Rooty's voice was faint.

Did you cry?

I take a deep breath and then open the door.

The door is made of gold scale and is a little heavy.

As he entered, Luti sat in bed with his nose slightly reddish.

"Is it good next door?"

"Yup"

I sit next to Luti.

Rooty was silent, staring down.

Why Rooty is so depressed ... I don't know yet.

If the lit is depressed, it can be understood that there was a part that sympathized with the princess who abandoned the same status.

But the situation is completely different for Litt and Mistom.

King Rogervia is basically an excellent and strong king. Although Gaius was dead after his death, he recovered in the last battle, commanding the front with the surviving Guards.

Therefore, the means by which Mr. Storm performed the throne of usurpation may not be entirely supported. Litt feels sympathy but does not feel depressed with sympathy.

"Luty, what was the story of Rev. mist?"

"The information was connected. The only thing left was to support and supplement with information from the church, and where to decide."

"How did Ruti feel himself?"

"I……"

Rooty was silent and silent.

Is this feeling that seems hard to say to me, is your concern related to me?

Me and Luti, Geiserik and Misfia. Speaking of something in common ... what is there?

"Is my brother qualified to love me?"

"What?"

A strange voice came out unexpectedly. That was an unexpected question.

"I love Rooty, but I have nothing but qualifications. I've always loved Rooty since I was little, and I still love it."

I intended to be honest about my feelings, but Luti remained depressed.

However, when I was a little child, a shadow cast on Luti's expression made me realize what Luti was worried about.

"Maybe it's my urge?"

"Yeah, I guess my brother is forced to love me ... because the role of the Guide is to protect and guide the Brave? There must be an urge to value ... "

Indeed, did Ruthy himself apply the story that Geiserik's love for Missphere was due to his impulse?

"The impulse of blessing is determined by the size of the role of blessing. The 'guidance' impulse that exists only for one 'brave' is probably weaker than the 'warrior'."

"But it's not zero, right?"

"Well."

"Then, your brother's current feeling ..."

It is difficult for those who live in this world to distinguish between the ego and the urge. It would be impossible for a witch to distinguish between reading the book and having the joy of accumulating knowledge, whether it is his personality or the urge to bless him.

"So what"

"brother……?"

"I don't care if my love for rooty came from my heart or from blessing."

I continued my words with emotion.

"No matter what the beginning, I don't care if I love Lutey now. I love Lutey. I don't want God to deny this feeling. This is a" guide ". It's just my urge, not my thing! "

There is no negotiating technique or counting. It is pure my feeling.

Rooty is my cutest sister in the world. I wanted to be strong, I became a knight, and I left, because I wanted to be the power of Lutey, because I wanted to protect it.

"If it wasn't Rooty, another guy was 'The Brave'. Maybe I'm not here."

"What do you mean?"

"If it wasn't my precious route, I didn't want to be strong. With level 31, it's enough to guide the departure of the" heroes. " Didn't there exist any creatures? Even the Demon King's opponent can defeat enough if it is about an officer level.

If it were to be recognized as a hero in the royal capital, I would have wished to replace him with the Bahamut or Knights of Tiamat. ''

In fact, there was a plan for the Knights of Tiamat to accompany the journey of the Hero. In that case, the Brave would have traveled under the command of the Kingdom of Avalonia.

"And when I left Rutie, there was no urge to bless me. The role would have ended."

The Guide is a very special blessing. No other blessing, no matter how common, has a role for the world.

But the Guide has no role in the world. "Guider" exists only for "Brave". By the time the Hero no longer needs a Guide, the Guide no longer has any role.

So, I have no impulses that seem to be impulses. There is no impulse to grow one's blessing, which is a natural part of any blessing, and there is no "guide" without inherent skills.

God and the world no longer need me.

"Because I tried to be so strong and managed to fight Desmond together, it was all because Rutey was my cute Routine. Because it was a rooty. ''

While listening to my words, Luti's face gradually flushed.

"My life could have been without a 'guide', but without rooty it wouldn't have been, I can affirm it."

I took Rooty's hand.

"brother……"

"Please erase my urge"

"But"

"Is that clear?"

Rooty hesitated several times, with anxiety on her face, and temporarily overturned my urge through the "domination" of Shin.

The impact of a human being touching his blessing, with the impact of an ice blade on his back, runs but disappears quickly.

"How?"

"... Routy"

I hugged Luty's body tightly.

"Oh, you're really cute!"

"Eh, oh, brother?"

A cute little sister who is worried and anxious for me while having the strongest power of humanity.

Even if there is no blessing or impulse, it is decided that he will be full of loving as an older brother.

"Okay Rooty, I love Rooty."

"Yeah ... he said many times."

"I'll always say when I'm worried,"

"Yup"

Rooty also puts his hand on my back and holds her tight.

"I also love my brother. If I didn't have one, I had disappeared from this world long ago. I told you that I liked me, I didn't. "

"If Luti disappears, I can't stand it."

Rooty's cheek touches my cheek.

"I'm sorry, I'm skeptical. That I'm here was a proof that my brother's feelings were stronger than blessing. I guess I knew best."

Rooty's voice was a little shaking. The heat felt on the cheeks touching Rooty, the kindness that loves this time transmitted from the arms turned to the back, and the transience that clings to fear of losing.

I responded with this time rather than words.

Eventually, Luty left me with confidence and exhaled. The sigh over the neck is tickling.

"It's all right now"

Rooty said so, sorry but I slowly let go.

Rooty, with her cheeks red, looked at my eyes and smiled.

"Thank you brother"

It was the best smile.