Isekai de Kojiin wo Hiraitakedo, Nazeka Darehitori Sudatou to Shinai Ken (WN)

110. Pleasures from classmates

"Duh, why not! King Masatug!"

"That's right, King Masatug! Please take us! I'll do anything!

"Oh, yeah! Because I, uh, yeah, do anything!

Ezka, Katsuragi, and Yoshihara tell him to cry.

Apparently, he really wants to fight with me.

No, maybe you just want to be by my side.

But...

"Phew."

I laugh lightly.

"Wow, it's terrible to laugh, King Masatug! We want to be serious..."

"Come on, don't get me wrong"

I shook my head to the side,

"I didn't laugh about you guys."

That's what I say and far-eyed.

"So how did you get laughed at?

Katsuragi asks.

"Heh, it's an easy thing. You're making a big mistake."

"Or what a mistake!

says Yoshihara.

Oh, boy, that's settled.

"I'm sure you can't count on it."

"" "Huh?

The three of them. And the classmates in the back also gave a surprised look.

Come on, you really don't see ourselves.

On the contrary, I was stunned by that.

"Of course not? You are my men. Then you're my protector."

"Well, then, I guess we're just unreliable to be protected."

"There's no way"

I shrugged my shoulders gently,

"Being protected by me means, on the contrary, being qualified to protect those who try to protect me."

"King Masatug is qualified to protect those who seek to protect...!

Ezka looked at me seriously with things like eye to eye.

I snort loudly.

"That's right. That can't be given to anyone. Consider me an ally, and say it's a privilege that only the one who activates my protection skills gets."

Lucia and Erin, Shy nodded,

"If your husband's skill allows you to borrow one end of your husband's power, you have nothing to be afraid of!

"Just because Master Masatug trusts me, I can help."

"If you think you can help God, you know how amazing it is."

I said.

That's what I'm talking about. I snort.

My classmates heard the words, and they understood nature and what I was saying.

"Right. We're not useless. I was properly recognized and privileged by King Masatug."

"It's like God's grace. I mean, something like God... yeah, more than God. I mean, King Masatug leaves us to the rear..."

"That's the temple, you know..."

I see you understand.

I'm relieved.

My powers are too great, and so many people run wild by seeing my powers.

Mia Moto is a prime example of this.

My too mighty power has made me a twisted, lowest human being to look things straight. When it comes to consciousness of sin, it's a lie. Seeing my talent, I should have guessed as much as I expected that there would be a human being to commit such a heinous crime. My great power, my talent, drove others mad jealously. Because of the talent equal to God who should save the world, make the world peaceful, and make everyone smile, he has disparaged the foolish human to the point where he can't save them any more.

But these guys seem to be fine.

They all have righteous eyes like respect for me and want me to do anything to help me.

Oh, man, I didn't do anything wrong.

Simply saving the orphanage, saving this country and the world, and still being at the heart of our destiny, that's all.

"King Masatug, I understand. But at least take this"

"What's this?

I was suddenly given to me by Ezka. I look at that, and I give you a frown.

It's unusual for me to be surprised at all. But you won't have to either. Because it's...

"Yes, it's the Holy Sword Nightingale that Mia Moto thought he stole"

"You found it well."

"After King Masatug defeated Miyamoto, I stumbled upon him as he was running around in the reconstruction of the city. Apparently you dropped it when they knocked you down."

"The Holy Sword will still come back to me, will it?"

I said it seemed a little lame.

Because I felt sad that I was still at the heart of my destiny.

Of course, I wasn't afraid, and I understood that I had all that talent and the responsibility that goes with it. But even if I understood, there's no way I wouldn't feel anything about it.

Anyway, I'm at the heart of this world, which means,

You're not going to be all right, Lord Masatug.

"Lara?"

As you read my mind, that's what Lara the Demon King said.

"Yes. Masatug cares too much about everything"

"Clarissa?"

Dwarf girl says.

"It is where the Lord is that blooms the splendor of my sword."

"Mira."

Says the Demon Emperor girl.

"We all want to be with Master Naomi, so we're just here. Usually we are with the Savior, but even if we are not the Savior, we are with Naomi. Permanently."

"Sylvie."

said the guild girl.

"Oh, yeah."

Jesus Christ, what was I so anxious about?

I thought a lot about involving the girls in the vortex of destiny around the world and me, but rather the girls had a firmer way of thinking. I mean, you're with me. Give me that firm thought.

And.

I still chuckle.

"Your husband?

Lucia looked strange.

In the first place, I was making a mistake.

The girls seemed to think the same thing, and the line with them came out with their mouths shut.

"It's safest to be near your husband/Masatug/Masatug/Naomi/Masatug/Masatug/Lord"

That was needless to say.

I put my head on my stupidity and then I turn to Ezka and her classmates.

"The Holy Sword was thankfully returned. It's a parental sign that determines the world's destiny. There is a holy sword here, and what you have returned to me, my master, will mean a great deal."

With that said, the classmates nodded their eyes as they were grateful.

All right, now you've got the last piece.

I feel that way and flick my cape.

"We're going out. It's a battle that determines the light and darkness of the world."

King Masatug, greet the world!

Such a voice of prayer, a wish, obsessed with Walms Castle for a long and long time.