I Was Summoned to a Parallel Fantasy World for Too Many Times

If you explore the roots of love, it will physically be lust. Sexuality is an unchanging desire even if it cuts, and it counts as one of the three greatest desires, beyond the fact that an organism is a being that leaves its offspring.

Spiritually, people will want to connect with others. With their ability to communicate, people reject their isolation in order to make their identity a solid object.

Thus, love is the urge that rightly drives a man crazy, and the more conscious he is, the more anthellish he is, and the more dependent he is on medicine, and the more he captures himself as a geese.

This story is an act before Fanatique traveled after Prayer Ridge caused the church's demonic rampage commotion.

The day of Aaliyah begins with the sound of things being heard from the next room.

As Prairie lived an almost entirely nocturnal life under the influence of that skill, Aaliyah had built a life rhythm that was almost no different from that of a common human being.

I can speculate that the sound of the next room would be the sound of Prairie returning from the outside. He goes on monster hunting and so on for the most part at night.

While it is certain that the decline in daytime status has been reduced, it does not immediately change the lack of sleep when acting during the day, beyond the fact that it is of a sleepless nature during the night.

Looking out, the sun is rising.

Although it is faster than townspeople and others, Aaliyah had a good night's sleep.

Aaliyah goes to bed fast. The regular habit of waking up early to bed sounds good, but it was the real thing that Prayer Ri would lose consciousness early because he would improve his "Sexual moves" skills when he went out.

Especially amazing these days, I think back to yesterday... and Aliya can see blood on her face.

This shame was unfamiliar inside.

Get your bed ready and head to the well.

When you take the bucket and sweep the water and take it back to the room, gently wipe your body with a cloth wet with that water and wash your face.

I scratched my hair with my hand and just changed and headed to the next room.

It is a report just in case. Before going out every morning, Aliyah was told to report it.

Knock a little harder, but no reply.

I wonder if she's fallen asleep already, Areya thinks.

If you want to take it out, it's a key. It was borrowed from the innkeeper a while ago. Prairie will also be aware of the existence of this key, but he hasn't said anything. Don't you care?

Turn the key so it doesn't make any noise and break into the prayer room.

The presence of Aaliyah will be noticed in Detection, but Prayer Ri does not react.

Do you trust her, or are you insulting her again?

Aaliyah took a dagger out of the sheath that was lowering to her waist.

It is a Mithril dagger that was once given to me by Prayer Ri and contains silver.

The tip of the blade is always polished and kept in perfect condition, as it is always okay.

As Aaliyah approached the bed where Prayer Ri was sleeping, he weighed and protruded on his dagger, which he gripped with both hands, to its defenseless chest.

"... can't it still be"

The dagger, which was piercing the heart, did not even reach the skin of the prayer reed and had stopped unnaturally on its way to its orbit.

There are no barriers. Aaliyah stopped there.

servant.

The status quo in which Aaliyah is placed is that.

He is a servant as a race of vampires, unlike what humans treat humans as servants. That constraint had reached an instinctive level.

Prohibition of killing or excessive assault. Absolute compliance with orders.

Aaliyah cannot kill or harm his master, Prairie, and he must obey the wording given as an order.

Very, very unlikely to be free.

Aliya had previously told Prayer Ri that the condition for her release from servants was to "be stronger than her husband".

But this, technically, isn't.

Only by becoming stronger than my husband will I be freed from the "ban on killing". They will not be released from obeying orders.

In other words, it's just about sleeping on your neck without taking orders.

(And the condition for release from order compliance is... "Killing my husband")

When she found out about this, Aaliyah was heartbroken.

It is only natural that if my husband dies, he will be freed from his servants.

And there's no other way to be liberated.

(Higher fighting ability than my husband...... maybe this is about status, but even if I get it, I have to close it with an unintentional blow with an unordered gap......)

Naturally. Because if you are ordered not to kill me permanently, your release from servants is hopeless.

In order to be free from servants, I will not tell my husband about this, but will have to become stronger and assassinate him.

It is a very difficult story.

But still, when he did it and showed it, the original Areya had her determination in her chest.

(But now that's dull...)

If he asks if he can kill Prayer Ri without hesitation at that moment, as he has had an opportunity to outperform and kill in his status, Aliya has to answer no.

But if he asks if it's okay to remain a servant, Aliya will say no again.

Since she became aware of her fondness for Prayer Ri, Aaliyah had her head troubled by this plank.

(No, no, no, I'm already desperate to exceed my status in the first place, and if so, think about it then)

And sending the problem forward was the usual thing.

Aaliyah sighs one thing and sits by the bed where this hateful master sleeps.

From Aaliyah's perspective, Prayer Ri was a strange man.

You look like you're kidding at first sight, and its nature is far from cheerful.

Never push him down, even as he leans in his despicable gaze.

Obsessed with not making allies, making enemies and defeating them.

Kill people without any hesitation and fool people without any care.

As a person I thought it was very animal.

In fact, Aaliyah herself has been deceived.

When you kill a person, you pick your life up like u get in the way of grass. I don't feel guilty there, I rather even look like I'm enjoying it. Nor did it feel like I liked killing people, but like a child who enjoyed grasshopping.

I often hear stories of people looking terrible in the past and being personable.

Aliya initially thought so, too, but became a servant of Prayer Ri, sharing some of his memories and rethinking his thoughts.

Prairie lived a mediocre life. It was only inside him that was not mediocre.

There is room for sympathy if it is also some tragedy in the past, without which it is only a beast. Prairie has been an anomaly since birth.

At least, I didn't think he was the preferred person for Areya.

To the best of Aliyah's knowledge, Prayer Ri was the freest man.

The disorder is broken down, the restraint is pulled away, and the others are crushed and pushed our way.

That back looked oddly dazzling to Areya.

(Is that why)

Again Aliya sighs.

This thought only hunted her down.

Fujiariya remembered the words of Ignor the Demon King.

It was the last thing he told me to finish the conversation.

Said, support him in prayer. He said he was alone no matter where he went.

(… support?)

Words that were sniffing around at that time, but now that she's calm, Aliya will think again.

(Supporting Innoli... Is there anything you can do to support it?)

It was a simple question.

He never needs an arena. Because he tries to solve all things on his own.

Rely on Areya, no, when you use it, because that's only the most efficient thing you can do. I don't need it.

And to be used is not to support.

"What are you doing here?"

"Ah, Mr. Silf."

As Aaliyah sat in bed roaring, she heard the black-style Spirit Silf dancing through the universe.

It's nothing, I almost said, but I can think of a fu. Her behavior is that of an experienced woman.

Aliya wondered if she could talk to me about something.

"Er, right."

Aaliyah asked Silf if he could support anything, along with what Ignor the Demon King had told him.

The way it is is exactly that of a maiden troubled by love, and I don't think she's the same person who tried to stick a knife at that thinker the other day.

Aaliyah was steadily poisoned by prayer.

After hearing the whole story from Aaliyah, Silf, after a few troubles, said:

"No, you don't."

……

It was merciless.

"Hey, don't give me that look. Did you even think about this?

"Ha, smitten"

……

Bar reading areya. Silf weakens.

"Because, hey, from my point of view in the Spirit, this guy is something beyond even monsters. Even though you're a servant, you're a human being. It's not a substitute for what we can do."

"Well, you're right"

Another sigh of areya.

Silf noticed the presence of a knife held in her right hand.

"Hey, what's on that right hand side?

"Huh? It's a knife, right?

"You'll see. It is. No, why do you have it?"

"Oh, is that it?"

Aliya looks at the prayer lining sleeping behind her with a merciful eye and says:

"Trying to kill Inori."

…………

Silf that makes an indescribable look. Areya continues her conversation in a good mood, unaware of her condition.

"I bought this for Innoli."

Look at the knife, as if looking at a gift from your lover.

"... foreword withdrawn, you probably are too"

"Huh."

I am aware that I have an unusual part of myself compared to a common human being, Areya, but I do not think that it is enough to be drawn to the Spirit, and I am temporarily flabbergasted.

Silf said as he thought.

"I was just telling you, how about a present?

"A gift, is it?

Neck tilting areya.

Silf looks at the knife held in her hand and says:

"Is that what Inori bought you? Then why don't you give me something in return?

"I see..."

It was really a decent move, and it seemed to Areya to be suitable for what she was looking for.

"Presents, right. Let's do that!

Impressive areya.

But Sylph has a hard look.

"Sometimes the person who said it says, but the question is, after all, what kind of gift should I give Prayer Ri?"

……

If it is a gift, it naturally becomes a stone to give them what they want.

But we still don't see things like what we want in prayer that are so divergent.

(What Inori wants... Inori...)

"... enemies, is it?

"I said something noisy, this girl."

Silf to pull again a little on what Aaliyah said.

I don't really deserve a gift like giving up enemies. "I'll give you an enemy! At dawn when I said," I agreed to be certified as an enemy until I said so. "

"If you don't know what you want, I think it's a good idea to give him what he needs from you"

"Necessary... right"

Do you even have any idea, Aliya nodded one thing,

"Well, I'll go get it quick"

and left the room.

"I mean, why are you talking about presents in our room?"

Silf glanced into the prayer room, not knowing if he was asleep or awake, and disappeared somewhere again.

The next day, after a night of monster hunting and rumouring, he returned to his quarters with the sunrise, and Prairie was stopped by Aaliyah.

"A gift......?

"Yes."

Prairie receives something packaged and asks Aaliyah.

"Why suddenly?"

"In return for the Mithrill Knife"

In reply to Aaliyah, Prairie looked bitter.

Mithrill knife, is that a good thing to take as a gift?

One way or another, it was like a gift.

"I'd appreciate it if you gave me an enemy or something."

"Excuse me, I couldn't do that on a boulder"

Silf, looking at the two from the edge, was at war with this master as to whether he had this servant.

It is in the spirit of prayer to say that we should get what we can get, even if it is not what we wanted.

Peel off the qualitative wrapping paper that is seen to have been creased at the store.

"Pillow......"

"Yeah, I was suffering from a lack of sleep every day."

Aaliyah with her cheeks stinking.

Prairie tries to rub the pillow in her hand.

"What a feeling......!

"Isn't that amazing? Thanks for the recent development, it seems to be called" Pillows that waste people ". It was rumored."

Obviously it was a trade name that seemed to involve brave men from different worlds, but that didn't matter in prayer nowadays.

Prairie, originally invited by drowsiness, immediately places the pillow on the stiff bed of the inn and leaves herself at her disposal.

Sleeping breath you can hear right away.

"Huh... did you fall asleep already?

"Oh, you're pretty comfortable, that"

Silf stares at the flashing areya and the pillow with the head of Prayer Ri on it intriguingly.

"I'm glad you're happy."

"Well, that's true..."

To the laughing silf, Aliya gave a slightly dissatisfied look.

"Nothing, I didn't want to thank you... but I still don't care if you say 'thank you' or so..."

"... the maiden heart is hard."

Silf smiled and groaned small.