Monster no Goshujin-sama

Seven.

"Compete! Try your arms!"

Walking around the village with Lily, I heard a mighty haha.

It was a familiar voice.

Turning to her legs, Helena saw Silan being caught.

Silan has a slightly troubled face.

Helena was somewhat desperate.

"Takahiro."

Kay, who was beside them, noticed visibly and rushed over here.

"Can I help you?

"No. That's not particularly true. I was taking a walk and I heard a noise, so I came... what's up with that?

"You're right."

Kay smiled bitterly.

"Helena wants me to take care of her sister."

"Oh. I knew that was the thing..."

"They didn't even take us on a crusade, and we're leaving the village tomorrow, aren't we? I think I thought it was the only time. Helena wants her sister to acknowledge it."

While Kay gave me a brief explanation, I got eyes to eyes with Silan with a troubled face.

On his half hidden face with his eyelids, he came up with some sort of similar look.

"Okay, Helena. So here's what we're gonna do."

Silan turned to Helena.

"As I said earlier, I cannot do much right now. So why don't you do a mock battle instead with those whom I propose"

"You mean to set up a surrogate?

"Yes, if you beat that one, I will admit to losing. If you lose, I'll give you some advice."

……

Helena silenced.

After a little thought, I nod.

"Okay."

Surprisingly good to hear.

After a moment, he just couldn't retreat to retreat either, so maybe he knew what he was saying earlier that he couldn't.

"So, who's going to be the target?

Keep your challenging hips intact, she asked.

A dusty and laughing silane turned this way again.

"Takahiro, could you please?

"I don't mind."

I felt like I was coming, so I nodded without any particular surprise.

I can't read Silan's thoughts a bit... but I'm not worried there because I'm sure it's just not going to be a bad thing.

It was Helena, a party, who was stunned.

"Wow, you tell me to do it with the brave!?

It was completely pale.

Or so far, he didn't realize that I was here.

The wolf condition was not half bad.

"If I let you get hurt, it's not a big deal. Si, Siran. Are you going to make me disrespect you...?

"No. I didn't mean to."

Siran, who shook his head, tilted his neck.

"Do you mean, Takahiro is strong. You're strong enough to get hurt."

"Well, well, if that's not what you mean!

Again, you thought this might be a disrespectful statement, Helena increasingly attracts expression.

No offense at all to Silan, but he was the one who was being hunted down by himself.

Exactly, it's getting a little pathetic.

"It's okay, Mr. Helena. Takahiro will not disrespect you."

You didn't see it, Kay put in a follow up.

"In other words, I also train with Takahiro."

But he couldn't seriously afford it, and Helena, hearing this, shouted back as she looked back.

"That must be because you are Takahiro's concubine!?

"Ooh... Huh!?

In an instant, Kay's cheek stained like a rose.

It was like I saw it somewhere.

Even here, it seems to be such a misunderstanding.

This was my first ear, too.

"So, who did that...!?

"Guys! Guys, that's what we're talking about! I asked!

"Yes, when, for that matter..."

As Kay looked around with his red face, the surrounding elves simultaneously strayed from sight.

"No. Um... Master Kay is very intimate."

"I can't believe I'm being like that with a brave man. Because we were all talking, weren't we?

If you think about it, Kay's distance to call me "Takahiro" is close by, except for Kato, who is the same metastasizer, or around Robbia, who doesn't get out in public much.

At least, it's not an atmosphere of bravery and squire.

The aspirations of the villagers may have led to such misunderstandings being something that we had no choice about.

Kay waved.

"Chi, no! I am not Takahiro's concubine!

After I say it, I look back at this one in a hurry.

"Ah. No. Not that I don't like Takahiro's concubine right now..."

"I don't care about that!

Helena had a seizure.

"I don't care -..." in tears, ignoring Kay blurry, tells Silan.

"Anyway, Siran wants you to try a mock fight with Takahiro."

"Yes, because Takahiro would be in charge. And he is also a disciple of my sword."

Instead Helena bent her lips.

Obviously, he appeared to have reacted to the dialogue 'Disciple of the Sword'.

That must have been the deciding factor.

"Wow, okay. You have to do it."

Helena nodded, although she still looked awkward.

Seeing that, Siran grinned more satisfactorily.

"I'm glad you're convinced"

"... heh, heh. Make room."

Seeing Siran smiling, Helena got back on track a bit.

This is now, maybe, a good friendship.

Poking her index finger at laughing Silan, Helena declared.

"Look, I'm gonna make you bark!

"Tell Takahiro to fight directly."

"You can't say -!

In conclusion, Helena was pretty strong.

Should I say light warrior?

The sword muscles are sharp, the steps are fast, and the legs are light.

If it was just speed, it was a little bit above me.

For that matter, she didn't have enough arm power to take my offense, but still let her eat it down considerably.

At the end of the day, although it was decided to surrender from the loss of health, it was a satisfactory training content even for me.

... It was after that that it was hard.

Among the elves who were watching, there appeared those who wished to participate in the training.

I looked familiar to my face.

It was the villagers who were taking part in the crusade for the herd green rabbit.

I just glanced at Silan wondering what was going on, and I was stiff.

"It's a corner opportunity," he said of the villagers who were wondering whether to ask for anything else.

If I noticed, I could wait in order.

... More than I expected, I've been in a tough situation.

But now, it's not an atmosphere I can say no to.

Thus, after that, it was to be extended, to repeat mock warfare with those who wished.

At first, the elves who took part in the Herd Raven Crusade together.

After that, the others began to hope, and the queues of waiting in order were only longer.

Numbers are power alone.

Whether it's one or two opponents, as long as they are ten or twenty, they also drain their health.

Bottom up physical abilities and physical strength with magic can have a tremendous effect, but it's not universal either.

"Are you okay? Dear Takahiro"

With a training wooden sword in his hand, a young man advancing asks.

"I'm a lot out of breath..."

"... I'm fine. Let's get started."

This is pretty tight.

But that's why I was beginning to think this might be a good training.

If your usual training with Gabella goes 400 meters, this is a marathon.

My stepped foot is heavy. The sensation of a sword-shaking hand is dull.

The difference in strength that should have happened gradually becomes smaller.

As it is, sooner or later it will be overthrown.

What can we do to avoid a vaguely visible future?

What we need is a more efficient move.

The breath is bitter, the body is heavy...... but rather because of it, a wasted part of one's movement, previously unaware, emerges as something that stands in the way.

- Look, I'm still here.

A protruding wooden sword, he found no use in the motion.

Sharpen those parts.

Carefully, one at a time, remembering what you've cultivated so far.

I'm not very talented in battle.

Every time I realize in vain, I can only modify one, one, my movements.

There is definitely.

But it wasn't painful.

Because that also means that you are going one step, one step at a time.

"Next!"

Along the way, I had fallen out of my head wondering which one was asking me to train.

Fortunately, the enthusiasm of the elves did not cool down, the enthusiasm rather even grew over time, and I had no trouble with my training opponents, including those who toured many times.

While hydrating, the training continued throughout until the sun was about to go down.

I got tired in the hedge, but it was a fruitful time.

And the fruit of results went beyond that.

After training, when the elves asked me to thank them for trying to leave the scene.

"Dear Takahiro. Thank you."

Second, consciousness was directed at their attitude.

Without getting weirdly stiff, there was just an honest show of respect and gratitude.

At last, I realized Syran's intentions.

"... thanks, Silan"

After breaking up with the villagers, I uttered a word of gratitude as I walked back to my assigned house with two of Siran and Lily.

"What are you talking about?

"Thanks to this, the distance from the village elves has narrowed slightly"

The distance, which had been taken as fearful, had at some point been reduced by the exchange of swords.

That place of training, if I may say so, was also a place of interaction with the villagers.

"Did you notice?"

Looking a little bumpy, Silan made a grin that lowered his eyebrows.

"I'm sorry I couldn't talk to you first. Because it's what I came up with on that occasion. Besides... Takahiro had the idea that it would be better not to say anything in advance, but that it would work instead."

He seemed to have given me a lot of attention.

In fact, I had no intention of complaining because of the results.

"I think it's been a good time for everyone in the village"

Siran looked up at the reddened sky, happy to see if he was remembering the sight of training.

"I'm not just saying we've got fruitful training. Now they know an individual named Takahiro, not the fantasy of a brave man. In time, you can thank me. As a grateful person, I think this is important."

That's all he talked about, Siran let his voice, slightly past the signs of a bitter laugh.

"It was a little unexpected for me to get so many people together."

"Oh. I didn't even feel like I was going to hang up."

With Silan, Lily, who had been watching the training, uttered the word of consent.

"Sure you do."

I snorted, too.

Reflect on the eager elves.

"I guess being brave is a big thing after all"

"No. What do you think?"

But to this word of mine, Siran differed.

"It seemed to me that was not the only reason"

"By that I mean... you mean because I've retreated from the threat of herd rashes?

"There's that too."

It was an inclusive response.

"If you're adding, the relief freed from the crisis of the herd raven was also boosting the mood. But I think they were all just hang-ups."

Silan sees things that I don't.

narrowed only one blue-eye, she said.

"Takahiro's sword has something to attract. I feel it, and I'm sure everyone else does. Isn't that why they eagerly wanted to train with Lord Takahiro?"

"That's... kind of a compliment, isn't it?"

Silan's words were a confusion to me.

"Sure, I've gotten stronger too, and I'm not going to deny that to the prank... but having done so would be too much to attract others. In fact, compared to other cheats, my powers are nothing but muddy."

"No. That's why, Takahiro"

Shaking my tied golden hair, Silan denied my words.

"The sword of Lord Takahiro is what has been piling up in the tunnel. It's what I finally got by painting it on mud, in pain, and through the spectacular dead line many times in order not to get stuck, not to lose something important. It's something that you can tell if you look at it."

With a soft smile, words are spun.

"Sure, that may not be brilliant. Maybe it's an unadorned, martial arts thing. But for us, it's empathetic. Even Kay has something to admire about Lord Takahiro. Does Takahiro deny that child's feelings?

"The way you put it... isn't it a little sloppy?"

"I'm sorry"

Silan grinned.

"But I want you to forgive me. For me, it seems very proud to have been given the opportunity to teach Takahiro the sword."

"That's a big deal."

And when I smiled bitterly, I let Silan wave.

"That's not true"

Say it in a quiet tone.

"But it was worth it for me to be here..."

It was a serious statement that I felt a little backward.

You can call it a silane-like dialogue.

My bitterness is deepening...

……

I'm supposed to be, but why? I'm stuck with words to give back.

Something big rolled down the back of my chest... and I had this illusion.

What the hell is this?

I'll explore the back of my chest, but I don't know.

I couldn't grasp the identity of what I was feeling, as if I was touching things over a thick cloth.

It's my fault...... is it?

"You're here."

When I realized, I was arriving in front of the house I was renting.

"Then I will go to my uncles"

Put your foot down, Syran said.

I spoke to her like that.

"Hey, Silan."

"What is it"

"... no"

I opened my mouth, but I can't find the right words.

Only the thought of having to speak up preceded me, making me spin the words.

"If anything happens, tell me right away, okay?

Siran heard was rare, unraveled his usual rigour and gave him a decent face.

With those expressions, she looked a lot like Kay.

"... What is it, that?

I was tickled and laughed at.

"Hey, is it a daytime thing? I told you then, that's just because I felt bad about the smell of blood, so don't worry. Takahiro is still worried."

In a favorable tone, they say.

... Indeed.

It is only natural that I should be concerned about how she was about to fall down at noon today, and I couldn't deny it at all if I were told that I was being hypersensitive to her every move because of it.

"No. Don't get me wrong. I'm glad you care. Thank you, Takahiro. But it's okay."

Chiran, with his head down, said with a laugh.

"I'm fine."

"... right"

"Yeah, that's right."

I guess it's true that I'm happy. Silan continued with a smile.

"Takahiro has been here since you sweated."

"Oh."

"I understand. That's what I'll tell my uncles."

Seeing how caring she behaved...... I still thought it was too much of my concern earlier.

Crusade of the herd green rabbits.

Interaction with the village elves.

They're all going too well, so I guess I'm getting hypersensitive to the little trouble that was along the way.

I'll see you later.

Leaving a grin and a grin, Silan leaves.

We can't keep Mr. Melvin and the others waiting.

I'm home, too.