Monster no Goshujin-sama

seventeen

In this world where magic exists, thoughts affect reality.

When you have more than a certain strong thought, a desire from the bottom of your soul, the metastasizer expresses an inherent ability.

Inherent abilities are essentially unique to one person, formed on the basis of a wish, like no other.

But for those who are called 'Warriors' in the expedition, the story is different.

They have the common denominator of showing extremely good aptitude for combat without having inherent abilities.

Once, Kudo Lu hailed the way it was "a loss of success".

Because that is not by the power gained by wish, but by unfounded certainty.

- Unfounded certainty must also be a strong unconscious thought. "I'm here in a world like this, so I guess I was special," "I hope so," "No, I am," and "I must be." That is the root of their superhuman power, as well as their vain power without thought.

Most importantly, apart from those common denominators, the nature of the individual is different.

"Thanks for the morning sun, I have a good place to be."

It was Kojiro Nakashima, leader of the expedition, who said that to Asahi Kawazu.

I don't remember what occasion that was, the morning sun.

Probably because it was an act of chatter without other love.

"Look to purpose, think seriously, make decisions about things, and move decisively. Well, it's not just the morning sun, but let's be more passionate. That'll make it a lot more fun."

Kojiro Nakatsuki had places to preach like this from time to time.

It is undeniably hot and painful, although it is a word that his fellow-minded side was represented.

A beloved drawback of a respectful leader.

When I got to those occasions, the members of the expedition were the ones who were laughing bitterly.

Oh, don't say it again, I thought the morning sun was up then.

On the other hand, I may not have forgotten that word because it fell to my heart.

There was a human being named Kazu Asahi who was very prone to being flushed.

I was also somewhat aware of that.

I felt condemned to such a nature.

I admired the fact that it was something you looked at closely.

It's just, that's why I didn't even try to change myself like that.

I didn't try to change, I didn't have the idea to change in the first place.

It was also because of those properties that Morning Sun was to head to the small aristocratic territories of the southern part of the Empire.

Anyway, he left the expedition because he was just invited by two good friends.

There was no strong will of his own there.

There was a sense of justice that we had to help those in need and great expectations of our work.

It wasn't just the morning sun on this, the other two were doing just that.

It was an easy journey.

Being brave, they were welcomed in the villages where they stopped.

I cheered just to gently kick a monster close to the village.

I walked around that heap a bit and dragged the monster I defeated home, and I was worshipped as a brave man, a brave man.

Being a hero was easy.

However, if there were just a few things that made the morning sun different from the other two, I would have turned a blind eye.

- I had a kid who didn't know his parents' faces.

- There was a woman mourning her lover's death.

- There was an old man who mourned all of his family and lived alone.

At Fort Ebenus, which I had reached as one of the expeditions, I had heard from the nobles who had listened to the brave men, about the inhabitants threatened by the monsters.

So I was going to know.

I realized that was all I meant to do.

Weird story is that the morning sun, by actually dealing with the villagers, realized that they were living on the same earth as themselves.

He wasn't imaginative enough, but he wasn't even a desensitized child enough not to sympathize with the people in front of him.

Their grief struck my heart.

I got emotional about my suffering.

I thought it was natural that I had to do something about it.

"Oh, brave man! He's a brave man!

"Help us!

"Have a life without fear!

"Please, brave man!

I have someone in front of me asking for help.

I have the power to be an easy hero.

Then what should we do?

What do you want to do?

- Thanks for the morning sun, I have a good spot.

That's when I remembered the words of the leader.

- Well, it's not just the morning sun, but something- let's have more passion. That would definitely make it more fun.

Yeah, Morning Sun realized that this is' that's what it is'.

So...

"- Well, then it's time to go."

Asahi spoke to two of his friends who had come so far together, Yutaka Shi and Yoshihiro Shirai.

"Ooh."

Compared to the morning sun I meant, I got an easy-going voice back.

"Even so, it's not very tense."

"Must be."

They're laughing at the pieces.

Unlike the morning sun, they did not show much interest in the plight of the villagers.

I'm glad to hear that.

"Well, if you ask me, I don't know what else to do."

"Right."

At the end of the day, they got on with them.

I never complained about being asked to be a brave man.

They were both in a good mood, enough to even make fun of their friends.

"Even so, you've been motivated lately in the morning sun. That's what happened in the previous village."

"To defeat the monster, you're leaving first"

"Oh, my God, one of these days even the storm will come."

"Yay. I can't laugh about rain or anything at this time. Don't get wet, Morning Sun."

"... you know"

Though I let it rot infidelly, for example, the morning sun did not deny my motivation.

Because their point was true.

There was a fever in my chest that I had never felt before.

I felt it poking and moving me.

It felt unfamiliar, but it wasn't a bad one.

"Let's go."

When the Morning Suns left the house they were renting, the villagers greeted them all.

The air is hot.

Expectations and hopes were full of space.

Everyone on this scene was sure.

Now is the time, and sooner or later it will be a passage told by legend.

The morning sun could naturally guess what was being sought after by the villagers surrounding them.

So I responded as I was asked.

When I pulled the sword out of my hips, I raised its cutting-edge to heaven.

"Wait!

I proclaimed it exalted so as to exhale the heat in my chest.

"We are today! Crusade monsters that threaten everyone!

The villagers cheered enthusiastically and celebrated their heroes.

Behind the brain, previous suffering was remembered.

When I thought of the lost, tears flowed.

But that's it, too.

They glorified with a voice the existence that gave them a glowing future.

Legendary beings make their wishes come true.

This is how one boy grew up.

The boy who somehow lived his life had nothing to call enthusiasm.

Seeing people in need, for the first time in his life, the boy felt that he could do something about it.

So when I was asked for help, I had no hesitation in moving out in response.

Like beautiful growth.

Hot boy's determination.

... That's why the ending was so miserable.

"Hey what...!?

Out of breath, the morning sun was running.

"Why......!?

My legs tend to snag because of my fatigue and my fears tie my limbs even more.

After many unusual falls, scratch the ground, get up, and run again.

The dominant arm is slowly lowered and blood is dripping from his fingertips.

It hasn't been half a day since I left the village.

Even so, the glorious glow of the brave no longer existed anywhere.

It was too unbroken.

What the hell, if I get attacked by any malice, will I end up like this?

The hand of a demon king who manipulates monsters to destroy people.

Or was he attacked by a third unknown rebel?

... No, it wasn't either of them.

Instead, if it was, some would have been saved.

"Come on, it's supposed to be like this. Then... Huh!

It was the colour of regret that appeared strongly on the face of the morning sun.

It was a look of regret for what I did in the past.

There was no room for others to intervene there.

It's just that he was cursing his own decision.

And it's a cruel story, but it was a certain inevitability.

'Cause Kojiro Nakatsuki said it right.

I should have remembered the words I was called to think of myself properly in the morning and in the sun.

- Look at the purpose, think seriously, make decisions about things, and then move decisively. Well, it's not just the morning sun, but let's be more passionate. That would definitely make it more fun.

If I recall these words properly, I might have noticed the morning sun as well.

Indeed, the morning sun would have decided to respond to the calls for help from the villagers, driven by the enthusiasm that lit inside them.

But it just responded.

There was no idea of his own there.

There was no will, it was just poked and moved.

Then what difference does that make to just being flushed?

If I had at least thought about it a little more, I might have been something different.

What the villagers wished for.

Causes of regret in the Kawatsu Morning Sun.

It was a crusade of monsters living in the comatose forests of the neighborhood.

If there was room for sympathy, Kazu Asahi would be the 'thing I didn't know'.

He never had a chance to know.

It also means that the power we possess is regarded as a thousand.

In the legend, there is also a reason why knights are always accompanied in the battle of the brave.

He didn't know one thing about Takahiro Mashima's journey with Shiran, or Yuna Iino's knowledge of acting with the Knights.

In time, without thinking about it, I just sought but acted as I did.

That was the cause of the tragedy.

Villages with comatose forests in the neighborhood have always been plagued by monster damage.

For the safety of our own lives, we were determined to wish.

The villagers knew that the brave men of the past had attacked several comatose forests.

It was natural to think that even the brave men in front of us could do it.

The Morning Suns also stepped on that they could do it.

Because it was easy for them to kick the monster.

But that's a mistake.

Brave men have the power to isolate others, but they are not absolutely invincible.

If a thousand people gather, such as a thousand powers, they will be offset.

Even if your opponent is a bunch of monsters, naturally, this logic remains the same.

That is why the brave are accompanied by knights.

Consolidate your sides so that your isolated presence is not mourned.

If it is also a coma forest offense, even then, I will be cautious.

Most of all, there's no way a villager knows that.

Because to them, brave men are absolute.

Plus, in fact, even watching you kick the monster lightly if you're one-on-one.

The digits of strength are too different from ours to allow us to gauge how far it works.

Because I said they could do that, and it would be more obvious than seeing fire what would happen if you asked but acted as you did.

The three Kazu Morning Suns, who challenged the coma forest, were naturally defeated.

It was an unobtrusive and tragic failure.

If that was all I had done, I would have still been there.

The three men's actions opened the kettle of hell.

The most closely resembling circumstance would be the brave expedition to the depths of the Tree Sea, which was five hundred years ago.

Monsters attack people.

In places with extremely high habitat numbers, newcomers appear listening to the hustle and bustle as they battle.

If the processing speed is not enough, the number will swell and turn into an avalanche untouchable.

I just fled after it was too late, and the avalanche won't hold.

It swells up, it overflows, it pushes everything away.

In this case, we can no longer do anything about it.

I just get desperate so I can survive on my own.

Thus, Yutaka Kishi and Yoshihiro Takai fled.

"Duh, something's wrong..."

The two men, caught in a wave of monsters overflowing from the coma forest, were surviving at the cliff.

Tree Yutai is on his right shoulder, and Though Yoshihiro Tatsui is heavily injured in his back, Warrior's tough flesh is not as life-threatening.

Yoshihiro Takai exhaled with relief.

"I thought I was going to die..."

"Idiot, can you die? Even so, oh, shit. Ouch."

Yoshihiro Mitsui asked Yutaka Shirai, who held her shoulder down and cursed the current situation.

"No, what happened to the morning sun?

"I don't know, damn it. He said the village was in danger and went somewhere along the way."

"The village...?

Yoshihiro Shirai stretched his tired face.

It is more obvious than seeing fire that there is damage to a nearby village than a monster overflowed from a coma forest.

Around the time I realized the situation now, it seems that the village thing was completely out of my mind.

"That's... that's not good."

"Well, what are we gonna do?"

When Yoshihiro Tsui asked, Yoshihiro Tsui mumbled.

"Do you want to go help? Even though you could die?

"It's..."

"I'm sorry."

Right now, we both understood the danger of returning to the village.

In a moment, if we can use the fence well, we may be able to protect the village.

However, it would be much more likely to be swallowed up by both the villages.

That way, you two couldn't move anymore.

To date, they have basically acted according to good intentions.

He defeated monsters many times to contribute to the safety of several villages.

But that was only to the extent that it was not dangerous to me.

In these respects, it was completely different from Yuna Iino, for example.

Of course, that is not in itself reprehensible.

Because some have been saved by their good intentions.

Nevertheless, this is not the case on this occasion.

Their such stance had appeared as irresponsible.

"I didn't know that would happen. It's not our fault."

"Oh, yeah. I had no choice... I had no choice."

It only took a few moments until they decided to abandon the village.

I can also say that was all that was being hunted down.

"I mean, we're not even safe yet"

With a strong face like a stone, Tree Yutai stood up fluttered.

"I didn't know when the monster would show up. We need to get as far away from here as possible..."

"You don't have to."

At that time, a third party voice interrupted their conversation.

I don't think I can speak up on this occasion.

The two were frightened.

"Who!

It was only if there was guilt that the reaction became significant.

We had both already lost our weapons, but if we cooperate, we can defeat one of the monsters or so.

Before they set themselves up, the boy showed up.

"It's me. It's Yoshiki Watanabe."

"Watanabe!?

The little boy turned his grin on him, and Tree Yutai gave him a surprise.

Fangki Watanabe is an expedition member headed to Fort Chile with Yuna Iino and Tatsuya Shigami of "Weiwaten".

Yutaka Tsukuba was close to Fangki Watanabe for his sake.

That's why I was confused.

"Oh, you, dead at Fort Chile..."

"... who says that? You're right, it's pimpy."

Half-eyed, the boy shrugged his shoulders.

The trick was exactly what they knew about Fangshi Watanabe.

Serious eyes were turned on the two confused by the confusion between what they were hearing and reality.

"It's worse than that."

The two of them were frightened.

Most of all, sweetly, this story could never have been digged deeper.

On the contrary, they got the words they wanted.

"I'm here to help. Everyone on the expedition is with us."

"Ho, is that true!?

"Yeah. So it's okay now"

It was a dream story.

I doubted my ears unintentionally, but the facts I heard will not disappear.

They looked at each other and were delighted.

"Oh, thank you, Watanabe!

As far as Tree Yukota was concerned, when he rushed over to the unexpected Savior, he squeezed his touching hand so tight.

The grin and smile were returned.

"What? I don't care. We're buddies, right?

During the Expedition, the good smile that Yoshiki Watanabe occasionally showed had never been more brilliant to see.

"I don't need to thank you. More than that..."

The smile turned to a strange look and his gaze looked around.

"I heard there was one more."

"Ah, oh. You mean the morning sun. I missed him on the way. Maybe he went to the village. I just don't know if I'm safe..."

"Oh well. Too bad."

"Yeah, but it's not like he's dead yet."

When he heard the sighing words, Tree Yutai raised his voice.

By taking off the danger, I finally remembered to care about my friend's safety.

"I'm gonna help him out, too. Uh. I hope you're safe..."

"Oh no. That's not what this is about."

It was the word of denial that was directed at Yutai Shi, who now speaks words that care about cheap or not.

"What? What do you mean...?

Tree Yutai looked surprised.

Immediately afterwards, the expression stiffened.

"'Cause you missed one, didn't you?

On that defenseless throat, because the knife ran.

Looking up at the boy in front of him, that handshake, Yutaka tree held his throat.

"Ka...... ha"

A tremendous amount of red was erupting from between the pressed fingers.

I fell on my knees.

"Noh, Lang..."

Maybe he tried to resist.

A normal person would have died instantly. Serious injuries, and the fact that he was able to move, is even worse.

But a shadow sword burst into its body, flying from afar.

The attack could not be avoided by the weakened Tree Yukota.

A body that lost its life rolled all over the ground.

"... Huh?

Yoshihiro Shirai opened his eyes as he was taken aback.

I don't understand the situation.

"Nah... what, Watanabe"

"No, no. Let's just think about it calmly. There can't be such a convenient development."

With a smile and brutal facts, the figure of 'Fangshi Watanabe' turned into a shadow.

Yoshihiro Shirai glanced at the sight in front of him.

"... Doppel Genger? No way..."

"Correct."

The voice was heard from behind.

Yoshihiro Shirai turned his voice toward him because of his oily machine-like gibberish.

There, there was the boy with the monster of his subordination.

"Kudo Lu..."

Before leaving the expedition, Yoshihiro Takai had heard about Kudo Lu, the perpetrator of the Fort Chile raid.

So I could understand what the boy in front of me was like.

... I've done it, perhaps.

The moment I saw my inorganic eyes more than the vitreous balls, my throat dried up.

Yoshihiro Takai has never seen anything like this before.

"Not at all. He's a great brave man. Because we abandon the village we are trying to destroy because of ourselves and run away irresponsibly."

Kudo Lu spoke to Yoshihiro Shirai, frozen with fear and despair.

In a pale condition, he was polite on the waist.

Now, beneath the quiet voice, there was a whirlpool of resentment.

"Ma, wait!

Exactly in this situation, there can be no convenient optimism.

Yoshihiro Shirai raised his voice.

"J, accidents! Yeah, it was like an accident. There was no malice! True!"

"I know. I didn't mean you any harm. You're just a stupid, weak, everywhere person who's gained some unworthy power."

Kudo Lu did not deny Yoshihiro Shirai's complaint.

or, though a determined end didn't even cover it up with it.

"That's why you guys are vicious"

In the first place, Kudo Lu wasn't blaming one village for being on the verge of doom.

"Usually I expose my ugly nature to the good guys, if I have to. For your own good, you have nothing to be ashamed of at the expense of others. Weak, stupid, mediocre, which is why, more importantly, it's vicious."

An irrepressible black thing peeked into his face.

Rougher than anger, darker than despair.

Naming that emotion is certainly not something humans can do.

Because that is an emotion only a demon king can have, trampled on by the evil created by a person's weakness and stupidity, out of humanity.

"... oh. Again, you guys are ugly"

Hearing the groan of despair of the boy who had lost his way to becoming a hero, the Demon King pronounced his death with a pasted smile.

"I just can't forgive that ugliness"