Kawaranu Mono ＜Kirameki no Gōremu＞

I look down upon the little one from above you.

They're keeping a letter from a monk. I receive the letter and open the seal. The letter, which had been folded, was torn apart when the momentum was broken. Oh, I'm in a bit of a hurry. But the little one complains to me with his jitsy eyes asking me to read it quickly.

Uhm, look at the letter. Very masterful. It doesn't taste the same as the writing written on the ascent or on the stirrups. That's a monk, it's really good! I look at the letter many times.

Happy with the view, I give the little one a letter. "What was written?" the little guy asks, but I can't possibly read it. I told the kid to read it and gestured and finally got him to read it. "I was just nodding... no, fine," I almost said, but I guess I had something to think about, he looked refreshed and started reading the letter.

You look like an enlightened high priest, you little brat.

The contents of the letter that the little man had read were: "Could you please take me to the Holy Land because there is a crisis looming in the Holy Land". When I twist my neck about what a sanctuary is, the little one perceives my thoughts and explains them.

"A sanctuary is a land inhabited by Himiko, the queen who unites Cucano. It's the heart of this country's vein."

I see. I snort.

"Because one hell of a general is very slow but imminent towards that sanctuary, you want to deal with the silver vault."

Hmm. You've got another hell of a general out there. What a dangerous opponent. I know I can do something about it, but you can't be alarmed. The little one talks to me, as he guessed, as he puts his thoughts on the mighty man whom I will be fighting.

"He's not the enemy of the silver vault, not even the general of hell."

The little boy affirmed that even he deserved it. After all, isn't this little guy a little different than before? What's going on here? Why did the little one grow so fast? I think I'm awake. I'm not losing because I'm awake!

When I asked the kid what happened to you in a gesture,

"It's important to accept it as it is."

And he answered me with a word. If we don't see each other for three days, we'll scratch it, but that's exactly what this little guy is. Kids are always growing up fast.

Copy that. I got out of your sight and tried to go for the sanctuary, but the ghosts around me stopped me.

"The silver vault will stay seated!"

"The men will continue to carry you to the Holy Land!"

"Huh! Let me carry you!"

"Thank you, thank you"

"There's still plenty of crap!"

"If you're going to the vault, I'll follow you to the Holy Land!"

"Yes, yes!"

"You can't just put a hard time on Master Jizo."

"Do you want me to help Mr. Jizo, too?"

What a fervent faith. These ghosts aren't my fans anymore. I'm a believer leveled from a fan. Let's just hope the fanatics aren't. I decided to go for the sanctuary with you on board.

The speed of progress is faster than I thought. But it's so much faster for me to go alone, right? Fu, when you look back at the little boy's face dropping him off in front of the temple, aren't you looking at me with clear eyes? The words of such a little boy come to my mind.

"It's important to accept it as it is."

Right, all right, kid. I'll live up to my beliefs, too!

I look forward and generate 20% more backlit line lights. And on top of all the faithful, it generated a line light. The spirits stick to all of that and change colors.

The spirits say, "Much!", "Much!", "But" it's getting fun! "and they get together more and more. Thanks to this, two spirits stuck to one line light, making it an even more colorful line light with different colors at the top and bottom.

An obvious line light has been developed. Don't let your dreams spread. Damn, I get scared sometimes.

To the sanctuary. I will continue to be held accountable by the believers.

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Many ghost tribes and adventurers gather to defend the Holy Land. Because they could not stop the inhabitants of the land of Yellow Springs approaching in front of them, and at last they were attacked only a short distance away from the sanctuary. While we lament our lack of power, it should be noted that we do not lose our fighting spirit.

A large, one-horned ghost, Tatamal, speaks to a small, two-horned boy, Sissimal.

"Why don't you just go back to your territory? You must be able to defend yourself. If anything happens to you two young people, your house will be gone."

"Is that something you can do? I'm the only one who can escape. If the sanctuary is dropped, the living cannot live in this country. There's no escape."

"Besides, you couldn't properly guide the most powerful adventurer. If you don't raise one of the handles here, it'll be obsolete."

Yasaka, a woman with two small corners, pinches her mouth from side to side.

"Hmm. Yasaka, I thought you said nothing."

"Because I was young to ask you to guide me. Whatever happens to me, I'm just watching. Even if this country perishes."

"Hmm."

Sissimal groaned abominably. Sisimal was not convinced by the reprimand from his father. Those little dolls like that are the most powerful adventurers, etc., and the Alliance people just thought they were fooling around with the ghosts.

Indeed, the adventurers who fought together were strong. I would have been very unable to maintain the front so far without them. At first we thought we could chase back the inhabitants of the Yellow Springs country, etc., but if we didn't have any hands or feet so far, we can now understand that Himiko was right in his judgment.

But I can't convince you to just think about that doll again and again.

All I had to do was nod to the words of the guild staff and all I had to do was follow us. I offer a funny patterned bag off my shoulder and feed it to mice from time to time. Seeing that look, I find it very hard to believe you're the most powerful adventurer. If you let go of the killer, the adventurer behind you set himself up, but the doll didn't even care at all. If I can be suddenly murdered, I should be in any position.

I also thought he was a strong man who couldn't even make my killings a problem, but I saw him pick up and collect the occasional dongles that were falling on the side of the road, and I threw the idea away.

Sissimal shifts his gaze from the other side of the meadow to the inhabitants of the Yellow Springs Country, who have begun to twitch. Now is not the time to look back on that time. It's time to concentrate on the enemy in front of us.

"Coming, Tatamar! Yasaka!"

"Ooh!" "Yes"

Set up each weapon and await the inhabitants of the impending Land of Yellow Springs. From further afield of the inhabitants of the Land of Yellow Springs, the Hell General also appeared. You can see that giant from here. He's the one who's been played so hard. I want to manage to reward you with one arrow even if I can't defeat you.

Wait for the holla shells of the march signal to ring, killing your breath. The ghosts and adventurers around them hold the weapon in their hands firmly. The inhabitants of the impending Yellow Springs Country. The fact that if they pull out of here, they will drop the sanctuary makes me nervous every day.

In such a pressing meadow, suddenly, we hear the sound of cheerful whistles and drums.

I thought my ears were too nervous, but when I saw those around me confused, it didn't seem like my ears went crazy.

What the hell is going on in this battlefield?