Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

248 Darriel, Piercing Locks attached

Five years have passed.

There are only a few of my thirties left.

When it comes to the so-called Arafat, you might call it the Arafat altogether.

But he's only in his thirties.

I will not give up on being in my thirties until my fortieth birthday.

Over the past five years, I'm going to scratch something important and talk about it.

Lady confronted the Demon King.

It wasn't long before we pioneered the route from Lax Village to Demon King Castle, but from then on, Lady entered the training days in preparation for the actual battle.

Originally trained under me, but not with the furry colour completely defeated the demon king in mind.

Apparently she has a secret to defeat the Demon King, and training to make it more of a hassle.

It took three years for it to end up being a satisfactory finish, although it had initially declared 'Finish in a Year'.

Though we head from there full to Demon King's Castle, Droyer stands along the way.

She didn't seem to disobey the mission of the Four Heavens, either, whilst saying something.

It took me a year to break through this.

It was a breakthrough in obsession, going back and forth from the dry-ad settlement of the relay.

But the droyer seemed less powerful than the individual when he showed the will to inhibit it.

He didn't even mobilize the Demon King's Army or the other Four Heavens Kings to stop Lady, and he didn't seem to have reported it himself.

Thanks to this, the main body of the Demon King's Army was surprised when they heard "Reach Lady Demon King's Castle" because of the Rasparda Fortress being rebuilt.

No other droyer blamed Zebiantes for turning completely to support the brave.

The totally one-on-one battle also seemed to have had the effect of further increasing local power on Rady by overcoming the difficulties.

And set aside the ordeal, Lady finally reached Demon King's Castle.

The Demon King Army is a mayhem.

Nobody notices the brave men attacking from the back entrance route, as mentioned above, and the complete blue sky thunderbolt because no one knows or reports it.

Moreover, the Castle of the Demon King was thin because the main army force was planning to rebuild the Rasparda fortress and conduct mutual surveillance with the human race adventurers.

Rady, who entered Demon King's Castle, reached beneath the Demon King without bitterness, and said a direct confrontation had taken place.

The outcome of that battle is….

Brave defeated.

and is communicated to the public.

Brave Lady reached the deepest end of the enemy line in a miracle ambush and brought it into a direct confrontation with the Demon King.

But at all costs, that sword flash did not arrive and, conversely, it was burned down by the overwhelming magic of the Demon King.

The alley is now flooded with tales of the brave Lady death.

I guess that's more than keeping the Demon King alive and not knowing where the brave men themselves are.

At least the Center Guild decided to send the soul of the hero to the unseen by issuing an early burial of the Lady Dead to the people and holding a grand funeral without the body.

Then he writes down Lady's name to the Herald of the Brave and makes it a person of the past early.

Otherwise, I'll catch the rest.

As a center guild, we must always have the following as soon as possible in order for the brave to keep fighting.

If Lady dies, the next brave man will be chosen again, and that new brave man won't let him break through the new Four Heavens, and the Demon King will crush him and end him.

And again, a new brave man has been chosen and repeated.

Is that the fixed form of this world? Whether this world is right or distorted, there is nothing I can say but live healthy in it.

Yes, even after Lady finishes the fight, my personal life is no different than before.

I just protected, fed and raised my own family and friends.

The village of Lax, which has decided to be my new home, is also my home town, along with the famous fame I am completely accustomed to living in.

Six more years since the first day we visited...... No, seven years?

I even feel like I've been here since I was born already. I was also used to working as a village chief and was able to deal with all things connected.

There are changes that seem to change.

What is most noticeable is the growth of children?

Gran, my oldest son, turns six this year.

I was already able to walk on my own, and on the contrary, I was rushing around the whole village to get a wondrous platter.

"Tocha! Oh, honey! Oh, honey!

My son is still alive today.

Even though it's morning, I'm already in good shape.

"And, honey, you deal with the sword, and today is the day I'm gonna knock you down!

The words were also fairly firm, and I became reluctant as a child.

What you're saying is probably noisy.

"Don't try to exceed my father that year anymore. Besides, my dad's working today."

It was a holiday yesterday, but my son accosted me.

Gran loves to move his body about who he resembles, especially when it comes to swords and spears and swings.

Its skill is no longer in the Adventurer class at one end, and it would be even stronger if it were officially authorized as an adventurer to put the aura together.

My son but too futuristic to be afraid of.

"What? Dad, you just took a day off yesterday. If it's because of you, I wish I could go on and rest today."

A child presents a terrible reason.

You're not, are you?

If you take a day off, the next day you work, right?

"Hey, Dad, let's take a break from work and slash each other! I feel like I could beat my dad today. Me!

I'll mention it just in case, even if it's slashing each other, it's not exactly slashing each other because it's a stick of wood.

Still, if I shouldn't let my son get hurt, it's tough to cut it off, and I use my nerves more than I do when I work.

"Here, Gran!

"Guhhh!?"

A basin to be shaken down strikes my son in the head.

It was Marika.

My beloved wife said that she would soon be the mother of four children, but she still has no desire to soothe her spirits.

"Your father is going to work to the village! Don't let your eldest son interrupt you!

Marika has a basin on her right hand side. He had a newborn baby in his left arm and a four-year-old girl stuck at his feet.

My oldest daughter Celica.

He was my second son, Alan.

My wife is a really fine cheap birth type, and my family gets busier every year I go after her because she gives birth to a pokopoko without even knowing she's resting.

There is still a fourth life in her stomach, and she is now waiting late for the day she is out in this world.

While all four were pregnant, her mother, Marika, has no shade in her youth or beauty.

It was still full of life today.

"Come on, let's all eat because we're ready for dinner. You have to eat well in the first morning of the day to work well."

"Uhm."

Not to neglect the village chief's job. I have to pack it in my belly a lot.

"What about your stepfather and stepmother?

"It's already on the table."

Then hurry up, or I won't let you wait.

"Don't even like or dislike Gran. Eat your stomach full. And play to the point where five bodies are scattered throughout the day. Now you work more than anything else to play."

"Yes."

A solid son who replies only to his mother.

But my son.

As a reminder, the act of 'playing' does not include getting out of the village and into the woods, encountering monsters and beating them down and hunting.

Don't take away the work of your adventurer brother and sister.

"You, how do you work today?

"I don't have a rush case for now, so I'm going to look around. If there are any anomalies, we have to get a report."

"Okay. We'll have lunch back at our place, won't we?

"Right, let's all eat at home. Gran's coming back for lunch, right?

If you don't stab a nail like this, it'll take you all day to get to the Mithril mine.

He's a truly alarming son.

"Okay! Then you slaughter each other at lunch!

"Lunch is off."

My young, energy-ridden son had yet to acquire the concept of rest.

In this way my days will continue in peace today, five years from now.