Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

I am now in the world of the most precious and pure utopia where the gods live-the heavens, or the gods world, isolated from the chaotic earth world where life, death, good and evil are mixed.

My consciousness escaped from the body and released the original soul of the old god dragon, thus arriving at the gods' world where the pillars of God live.

I was released from the invisible chain of gravity that bound everything to the earth, spread the six wings that grew from my back, and flew in the blue sky with white clouds, but it came to an end because my destination was visible It is.

A goddess of goddess, who had expected to come down to one of the flying islands, was waiting with a smile.

The beauty of the face I knew and the atmosphere of a warm mother of all things, for some reason, made me realize my joy and smiled like a goddess.

The dark black hair stretched to the point of touching the earth, the black eyes with the shine reminiscent of black agate, and the silky white cloth gently reminiscent of the era when there was only a cloth and a string It is none other than the highest rank mother god Mylar.

"It's been a long time, old dragon's friend."

"That's right. It's been a few years, or the incarnation of Mother Earth. I'm really glad that it's a disaster."

Mylar seemed to narrow his eyes and smile. I don't mean to say anything strange ...?

"Well, after all, my soul has deteriorated a lot because of the reincarnation. Did it look shabby to expose to you?"

"That's not the case. I'm glad that you're very lively compared to your last look.

You looked so tired of life that when you heard that they had been defeated by humans, I thought so.

"I can't deny. There was no difference between me and life at that time. When the hero's sword pierced my heart, I felt no despair for death, I just felt it was over Was.

I just took the facts. I now believe that the brave has taken unnecessary work. ''

"That's right, but I know you are full of joy of living now.

Because you, standing in front of me, have exposed the truth of your soul that has nothing to hide, you can feel that your soul and your heart are full of the joy of living, I'm happy like that. ''

"Mylar, I'm proud to be your friend because you feel like that.

I wasn't expecting to be reborn as a human, but when I was actually reborn, it was full of fresh stimuli that would blow away my soul's fatigue.

I think living is such a fun thing. ''

Then I was surprised at the appearance of the world different from the dragon's eyes, as I was seen as a human baby after I was born as a human, and unfamiliar with my too vulnerable human body and human life without magical powers, He continued to tell Mailar about the excitement and joy of his brother when he was born and when he was called his brother, and the painful, painful, but lifeful living in the remote areas.

Mylar, one of the most prestigious gods in the world, listens to me as much as my mother, who listens to my child's boastful stories, and occasionally intercepts and asks questions. So I turned my tongue more talkative.

Only when I remembered that the incarnation of Mother Earth was very good, I realized that I hadn't fulfilled the real purpose of coming here, and bowed lightly to Maillar .

"I can't just talk about me.

I was ashamed of exposing this shabby figure to you, and so brazenly I did this because I wanted to thank the other day about Serina.

Thank you very much. Thanks to the oracle at that time, we were able to welcome Serina into the village. ''

"It's good.

In the prayers of the people of the earth recently dedicated to me, I felt a very nostalgic sign. She is talking to someone.

That's why I told you the story and gave the oracle that I would help from the old woman's heart. ''

"Still, I'm grateful for it."

"Don't worry too much. I didn't want to make a loan to you. I'm just happy if you are a good friend and will be given you."

"Yes, that's what I want more than. How happy are other gods to you on earth if you're like you?"

"Just as each person has a different way of life, we have different ways of being. We are not perfect but also absolute.

That is why the current world is established. Do you hate the imperfect world now? "

"Friend, you have something wrong with you. You know what my answer is to me as a human being."

When I tell you that it's sly, Maillar laughs a little, and when she sees that ridiculous smile, she feels good.

I've always liked Milal, who shows her tolerability and mischief like a girl who never goes, if she showed her intolerance and compassion as if she were the mother of all things. I think again.

Needless to say, this "like" is not a longing for love but a love for a friend.

It was a lot of fun to talk to my old friend, Mylar, after a long time, but I was already incarcerated and reincarnated as a human. It was to be.

A small village on the outskirts of the human kingdom is the place to return to me today, a place to live. And I loved the village.

"I told you a long story unexpectedly. You're a very good goddess. I'm originally a reincarnated human being, and when I enter or leave heaven, it will be noisy.

I'm going to be rude before it causes unnecessary uproar. ''

"Because the war god Ardes loved to compare with you, if you noticed you, you would only run with your weapon in the middle of the bath.

You may be weaker now than you used to be, but your soul still emits a powerful glow to dazzle, so let the other gods notice anyway. ''

"I have to leave this place even more quickly, because I have to come out and take care of the potatoes as early as tomorrow."

"Is it a potato?"

Mylar leans his neck with his hand on his right cheek.

I and potatoes? Certainly, it's not surprising that it's not a very related product.

I responded to the adorable Mylar's gestures like a pure little child with a peaceful tone and a very serious tone and voice.

"Potato"

"You are a potato ..."

When I nodded vigorously and stared at Mylar's eyes from the front, she soon began to smile and conceal her mouth with both hands.

Did you say something so funny?

Making potatoes is fun.

*

Now, returning to the body sleeping in the village, as I told Milal, I took care of the potatoes that have been the main dish at the table since I was born, but Serina who was allowed to live in the village was please.

Again, it was not yet completely believed, and three of the soldiers stationed in the village were constantly monitored.

According to Selina, she seems to have been working in the field to secure her father's food since she was at her birthplace, and all the other things like mending, cooking, cleaning, washing and doing housework were done by her mother.

Most of the work will be done by Serina.

Nevertheless, everyone is alert on Lamia, and his parents and older brothers have given them some attention.

Well, in five days, the villagers will understand that Serina's nature remains the same.

After being sent to the village, the only thing left to do is to cultivate the soil of trust without worry. I wasn't too worried about this.

A shed that was given to Selina as a residence, but no one else was using it, and she sometimes groomed the family, who had previously used the shed, because of the marriage of her son and moved to another rural village in the south. It is a hut that was left alone.

May I keep it in my house for a while? But this was dismissed.

There was a small number of voices saying that the reason for danger and the young men and women would be together if they could live together with the demon.

Now, it is a storage shed, but it has been left for about five years, but thanks to its sturdy construction, there was no particular leakage or drafts.

There is no help for the rat nesting, but it will be resolved with the appearance of Lamia Serina.

Serina, which has the characteristics of a snake, a kind of rat's natural enemy, approached the hut, and the rat fled with the speed of a rabbit.

There were only empty shelves and old firewood bundles in the storage shed, but it is unreasonable that Selina is a resident of the new village and does nothing.

Instead of a sleeper, there are a few simple cushions wrapped in clean sheets with lots of straw, which are laid at the back of the hut.

Serina's lower body is that of a large snake, so Mr. Muggle's suggestion that this would be better than a bed for humans.

In fact, Selina was lying down on the floor with a cushion at her birthplace, so she's even like Mr. Muggle.

In the village, Ms. Muggle is clearly welcoming Selina.

After all, we believe in the results of our fortune-telling.

After carrying in the luggage, the village chief told Serina to take a rest today, Serina, who was enjoying the feel of the straw cushion, put straw on the beautiful blonde who is correct and gently undulates With a bright smile like a sunflower, he answered, thank you.

Who could see Serina as a dangerous monster after seeing her smile?

With a heartfelt thank-you smile, Serina could only be seen as an innocent and adorable girl.

In this way, the first day of immigration to the village of Bern in Serina ended with a guide to the new home, and from the next day, she went on a supervised hunt with the hunters of the village.

Young Selina is still immature as a Lamia, but there's no danger if it's a monster near Bern. I was relieved that the villagers would be safe if Serina was together.

*

One day, I was under the supervision of Mrs. Balan and participated in combat training for children in the village.

Now, in a courtyard in a two-story garrison and dormitory where soldiers are staying, they are watching a mock battle as an example.

Sitting on the ground with a training wooden sword and a wooden spear, I and Albert and Airi face each other in front of the children of other villages. Competing.

One of them is Balain's subordinate, right arm, Deputy Secretary Marrieda.

It has brown hair with trimmed hair tips and a light-hearted dark blue eye that clearly shows the will of the will. The pale lips of the pigment and the streak of the eyes and nose are clearly visible.

A fairly beautiful woman, but only serving as Baran's one arm, his skill in manipulating the sword is unusual, and fools who despise in appearance will disappear with the dewdrops of Marrieda's blade.

He now wears a tanned leather breastplate on a thin cloth garment worn beneath the armor, holding a sword in his left and right hands. The slender blade is for a mock battle with a blade and a rounded tip.

Although she is tall as a woman, she is still inferior to men in simple strength and endurance even if she trains because she is a woman. I have.

In fact, Marida, kicking the ground as if playing in the wind in front of our eyes and wearing two swords with a gradual difference, seems to be dancing and dancing on light music. It is so beautiful that you can feel such an illusion.

There is no doubt that the remote villages, which are of little value to the kingdom, are of great skill.

However, to the extent that Marrieda's skill is certain, she now ironically proves that the opponent she is facing is an even more exceptional user.

Mr. Marida is facing a young female swordsman who has been staying at the only inn in the village the other day.

If you thought you had taken the inn, some people went out and walked into the forest, while others returned to the upper reaches of the river with only the neck of a large fang crocodile There is.

No, I'm not the only one who protested in my mind that I would bring the lower part of the neck of a large crocodile because there is no body.

It is a mysterious woman whose behavior is inconsistent with her appearance at Retisha's church and praying to Photographer Maylar.

Due to the unusual outside visitors, it was extremely natural for the people of Bern to be interested in female swordsmen, including me.

But what attracted the people's interest was that the swordsman seemed to be from the aristocracy because of his wealthy dress and irresistible dignity and language. It was because of the beautiful appearance that I couldn't help but fall in love with.

The silver hair that reaches to the middle of the back is a beauty that dazzles like a genuine illusion that it is not genuine silver, and the female swordsman embroidered gold thread around the back of the neck Bundled with a blue ribbon.

The long eyes that surprisingly long eyelashes are protected by a fine arrangement are bright red.

The lips, which are so hard and firmly tightened to one character, are soaked in the same color as the eyes.

This woman swordsman, with such a beautiful face that she can declare that she can tilt the nation if she acts consciously, goes to the village mayor's house after claiming her name as Christina and stays there for a few days. Approved permission.

Christina, who has been attracting the attention and interest of the villagers, is sharing a blade with Marrieda in light clothing, with easy-to-move leather pants and silk shirts with lace.

It seems that it was very unusual for a person from the outside to learn martial arts from soldiers who are stationed in the village, and Christina who was looking at her face with interest was interested in red eyes. He showed his willingness to participate with color.

Christina, who saw us piercing a wooden spear and hitting a wooden sword at the target straw doll in the middle of the square, looked gently at the scene. In my opinion, our curiosity was that where the wind was blowing, I told Marida:

"If it's not annoying, I'd like to participate in the training, but is it okay? Goblin and these beast opponents are likely to be dull."

When Mr. Cress, who was co-directing with him, took over the role of supervisor, he picked up a bladed iron sword that was accidentally plunged into a wooden box put out in the square, and took it to Christina. I gave to.

"I don't mind, but with your arms, it would be painful to deal with the children, and it wouldn't do much for the children.

Instead, I will do my best. Is that OK? "

"No, I'm in a position to ask for extra things, so I have no reason to refuse and I should say thank you. I'll ask you one thing. I don't think I've waved before you."

"The body is naturally positioned so that you can jump back and forth, left and right while keeping weight on your hind legs, and an unusually stable center of gravity.

There are many others, but Galois does not have as many users as she does. ''

"It's a praise that I've passed for non-aged people.

Marrieda, who oversaw Christina's training today, gave me permission to share a bitter smile, as we showed silence in Christina's sword arm.

In short, Christina's skills were beyond our and Marrieda's imagination.

If Marida is top notch, Christina is just top notch. It was a skill that doubted my eyes that such a user actually existed.

The beginning was like this.

Suddenly, Christina smiles with her mouth tightened to one horizontal character.

"Because I'm in a position to ask, I guess we should move first.

Countless sparks scattered near our face, near Marida's face.

The sharp sound of the wind cutting, even though it is a simulated sword, must have enough power to cut the human neck together with the bones.

Probably, even though it's being adjusted, it's a bit questionable if it's a sword technique that can be used in a mock battle. Or is it after judging that Marrieda can deal with it?

The sound that snapped into the square was so heavy that it was clear that it was clear how much weight was added to both arms.

Christina was like a tremendous master of strength, betraying her impression of being so beautiful and too mysterious.

Only I was aware of this, but Christina's body was, of course, a human being, but in my eyes and sensations there were a number of distinct differences from ordinary people.

Hmmm, this is unusual. Is it a by-product of being born with "that body" because of its beauty and physical ability that are far from humans? The training of the sword seems to be indispensable, and it is a big deal. Indeed, it is no match for the heroes and heroes of the past.

It was an unreadable battle for everyone in the village, but Christina won the two letters of victory, as Marrieda acknowledged somewhere in her heart.

At the end of the battle where blinking is not allowed, Marida, who strengthens her body with the cold feeling of touching the neck, admits her loss and exhales greatly, breathing in slowly, returning slowly to her sheath At last, everyone around me who was nervous because of the atmosphere was finally sighing.

The tension that makes you forget to breathe is finally relieved, and everyone begins to move their mouths as if they were floating in the terrible offensive and defense.

Cristina smiles and exchanges a few words while handing out a mock sword in a sheath to Marrieda. They are praising each other for their good work.

"It may seem bad to say this, but isn't Marrieda a skill capable of looking for a career in the military alone?"

"No, it's not such a big deal, and I'm proud of my job now. I can feel that I'm actually protecting people with my own power."

"Yes, it's enviable. It seems like I'm lacking such a lively competition."

Christina's dark emotions, mixed with the content and tone of the conversations she hears, give me a bad assurance that my imagination will hit.

Well, it wouldn't be a good topic if I stepped in easily, but if you had the opportunity to talk, would you just try a small talk?

I had no idea why Christina visited this village. It doesn't seem to be a bad person anyway.