Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

Angelique, the holy capital.

It is the main mountain of the Holy Urchiola religion and also the sanctuary where the first Virgin Vivienne Minato Sola Angelique supposedly descended.

The white, unified building stands side by side beautiful, and the white tower in the center exudes sanctity.

It is a sacred city visited by tens of thousands of believers every year.

In such a city, evil exists. The stronger the light, the stronger its darkness becomes.

White Tower 'Lutihel'. The man, on the top floor of that tower held by the Congregation of the Holy Urchiola, who looks great in vain with his fat flesh on the throne of the Pope, where the Pope has departed to Luxeria and has become vacant, is at the head of it.

The fat face is always joyfully distorted, and the Gotki man, a deceased crowd of gold, is the cardinal of this denomination (cardinal).

"The above is the backdrop to what happened at the interception in the Grad Wilderness earlier. Also, a man named Black Enforcer and an earlier generation of brave men seemed dazzled"

A young brunette, dressed in a black coat of law, holds a bunch of paper and reports pale to the man.

The man, who sits flustered in the papal chair while he is the Cardinal, slaps the glass in his hand, makes a noise and rises.

"You brave predecessor... abominable! That kid always gets in my way!

The man, who stepped on the tapped glass with his leg many times, disturbed his breath and walked out with his shoulder breathing.

"He just defeated the Demon King and I missed three of the finest women!! And another chance to eat that Sylvia, by him!......... Oh, forgive me, I can't forgive you, you brave predecessor!!

The Cardinal summons like a pig as he sprinkles on tables and chairs.

A man is one who serves God but drowns in lust and wields power.

The man who puppets the present Pope and wields power as he thinks, but he is a fool who assumes that everything he was looking for will be available.

Although more than three years ago, he indirectly fought the devil tribe to obtain the beautiful princess of Lieselion and the famous three sisters, it failed when Shiyong, the brave man of his predecessors, summoned three years ago, appeared.

Even this time, if we were to defeat, it was not Balanchel or Luxeria, but it had a formula to make Lieselion take the blame, but once again, the brave, the brave, prevents the brave from taking his aim.

And extremely, three years ago. Bravery uncovered the darkness of the Order and rebelled.

Now it was time to return to the Cardinal, but three years ago the man had been made to lose his leg once.

The young Sister looked with cold eyes at the man with his face bright red and yelling all over him.

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"Ha... damn"

After breakfast at the puppy ringing pavilion, I was ready to leave, albeit slightly depressed.

Speaking of reasons for being depressed, … two more names for some reason.

A festive Luxeria that wins the war and gathers all the heads of state and all the great ones.

When I was eating my pre-departure breakfast at a puppy chirping pavilion that was overflowing with guests celebrating the victory without leaking into the example, I heard it, even though I didn't like it.

Rumor-loving self-proclaimed informants tell the men surrounding the table about the Battle of the Grad Wilderness.

The brave men of Luxeria...

The Rieserion Knight of Heaven...

As the topic shifted to the next, suddenly,

My predecessors, the brave...

A man named Black Enforcer...

and immobilized by my topic. Well, the only reason the rumors are made is because the executor and the previous generation of brave men don't know the same person, but they're both about me, so I'm embarrassed and dying.

Luxeria Brave......... handsome I guess you guys were spoken of scattered.

Leonhardt is also famous...... the only black executor of which no information has come out = my story and the brave of my predecessors who saved the world a few years ago = let's just say my story is naturally upbeat.

Various speculations are flying, especially when it comes to stories about black executors.

Wave a bloodstained double sword, as you named it, an overwhelming battle like an executor - that's just the devil.

... Oh, my God.

Various other rumours are circulating on their own, but there seems to be strong support for the Devil's theory, which has turned against the human side in particular.

Well, the only reason I can't defeat the Duke Terracio is because it seems like it was the big guy who defeated him alone (actually, I just let him back off).

When the eighth Duke (Duke) class or something was said, my spine was frizzy. It's too embarrassing.

I thought it was somewhat more tame in the middle because it was different worlds, but I listened to the stories told by the men, of which I remembered the awkwardness and embarrassment in the two full conversations and was dying of boredom. I can't go back to Sick Two. I can't go back.

But I'm informed of the true facts of the shock when I was cheeky with stiff bread while trying to ignore the talk.

"Yes, I saw him in the war. A swordsman in black who swept away his enemies like a storm."

"Ha, storm? That's odd to say. The black executor Darkness Executioner is called the Black Wind that gives death to the country's greats and guilds."

"What!?... The Black Enforcer belongs to the Alliance, right? I mean, two names for the guild?

"It seems unofficial, but that's what the Alliance Master said."

"Well, defeat the Duke class and you won't like it..."

Black wind that gives death (Stormbringer).

"Sh, Stormbringer, Stormbringer!!

I was stuffing myself with two names in the room I finished organizing and rolling down the floor.

Leather-equipped adventurer-inspired outfit now, by the way. Do you ever wear a black robe again?

"Oh, aren't you with Lily Lee today?

When I went down to the first floor of the puppy ringing pavilion, I threw up the exact same words the general said this morning.

"Didn't you tell me you were in a place you didn't know?

"I thought you were abandoned."

While I look sideways at the lady general laughing luxuriously, I carry the bags and follow the puppy ringing pavilion.

The boulevard of Luxeria, bustling with victory, is another festival. When I get to the guild after crossing the festival queue, I realize the reception is back to every boob.

He noticed my gaze, and he looked at me and smiled.

"Guildmaster, I have deposited a letter from Norn"

It was a sales smile.

"Bitch...... of, from Norn?

When I tried to say Grandma, I was poured out of my boobs just for a moment.

Is Big Tits someone who worships Grandma?

I remember getting fucked up by my grandmother's little elf boy before.

He nodded when I heard him, so I took a note and opened the seal.

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[First, let me apologize for not being able to drop you off. The post-war process hastened too fast to get out of the main mansion.

And I wanted to write in a letter, and I had too much trouble taking a brush to write.

Now, don't worry, you'll be particularly concerned.

The Holy Capital hasn't exactly captured your presence on this one yet.

Demons? I do not realize that the swordsman suspected to be you and also a brave man of previous generations.

As far as black enforcers are concerned, they are treated as persons under my direct jurisdiction. Now they can get their hands on it so easily.

They hang out on topics that are of constant interest to them. Unless you break out somewhat flashy, you won't realize sooner or later that you're the black executor, and hence the brave one of your predecessors. Rest assured, you should take your time looking around the world.

And I enclosed a second guild card that I thought would help me on my journey. You can use this to pull millions or so of cache off your guild. You should use this if you have any problems. Also, this guild card glows red when asked to leave as a black executor. I want you to mark that.

Have a good trip.

To my dear beloved apprentice]

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Grandma, you must have laughed at how beautiful your writing is around it that says black executor, the blemishes look annoying.

It's a touching letter, but I'm so sorry!

Hmm? That said, I thought the note was heavy, but you said the card was enclosed or something.

When I quickly stuck my finger inside the note and pulled out the contents and looked, a black stained card appeared along with a piece of paper.

"This is an Alliance card from Alliance Master Certified Alliance Top Class SS. The pocket watch on the card is the mark of our Luxeria guild, and the guild member with the guild mark will be handled by the guild master of that mark, the so-called katana."

An abstractly drawn pocket watch guild mark was painted in gold, which is gold not only for the mark but even for the letter.

Big tits explained to me looking at it with a sense of luxury somewhere.

"Guild Mark... Am I good?

You mean they're gonna fight with the signs on their backs, right?

I don't know what to tell you, but it's just a fight, right?

"If they thought Guildmaster Norn deserved to entrust it, there would be no objection to that"

"Trust me, huh?... That said, what's this one?"

Look at the black card again and then look at a piece of paper. four folded. When you open it,

[Stretching

Go to the stable you used before.

And if you're thinking about where you're going, the South Gaelic Islands, for example, would be a good idea.

You can see all you like about a woman's bathing suit.]

It said short.

"Recommended, right?............ thank you"

Having a bitter experience with the word recommendation, I manage to keep my distorted face like bitter bugs together and chewed to bitterness and thank Big Tits.

"Looking forward to seeing you again"

... Damn, when you say this with a full smile, you're gonna want to come back!

Leaving the guild empathizing with the psychology of the old men who thrive on cabbages around the world.

Gordo's grandfather's workshop is where I'm headed next.

He returned from the battlefield and headed straight, handing over two crystal swords to collect them.

"Hey, do you have a fucking grandpa -!!?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Shortly after entering the workshop where the weapons were placed in a mess and shouting, they were returned aloud.

"You're here, you little shit. People treat delicacies that are sophisticated!

His grandfather, who showed up kicking back and forth his arsenal, was bright red in the face and angry. Has there been a major glitch in the crystal sword I was giving it to you?

"I don't know what else to do. That terrachio and flam... no, we had a meeting with two Agniellas, huh? It's so amazing it didn't break."

"That's my weapon."

I feel better as soon as I compliment you.

"So, you fixed it?

When I asked, Hung and I answered with our noses and threw a double sword in our sheath.

"Thankful."

"Boy, do you really want to leave this city?

When I received it and thanked him, he returned it with a question.

"Oh.... it was like an accident that I came to Luxeria this time, but it was just fine and I was going to take a slow look around the world"

You listen to me with a serious face, so I answer you seriously, too.

You'll feel a lot better if you stay under your grandmother's asylum. But I wanted to see a peaceful world.

The Demon King's army is in motion, but the Demon King is sealed. This can be said to be peaceful enough.

"Right.... come back when the sword is not feeling well"

That's all I said, Grandpa went back to the back of the workshop.

"... Thankful"

My grandfather wouldn't hear me, but I left the store with a word of thanks.