Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

In the city of Gallarier, which has been a festive festival for days since the demonic martial arts battle came close, only a part of the hustle and bustle quieted down, and there was a group that monopolized the gaze of the people.

That was an unusual sight.

Following the lead boy, a woman wearing a hat deep into her eyes and a blue coat, 180 a long-bodied, naked redhead man.

And...

……

A mysterious man who weaves his black coat with embroidery of flames and hides his face in a hood.

The inhabitants of this city know that the leading boy is Marco the Sri Master.

Then the odd combination of threesomes that follows behind that Marco is one and the same.

Women are still good. No, a long man is still good, too. My upper body is just naked.

Then what the hell is a man in black? But instead of hiding his face, he screamed, "I'm here," and he wore a jacket that stood out like crazy.

"... not yet, it's still good in combat... but it's definitely not the kind of clothes you wear on a daily basis."

A man in black who takes the gaze of the crowd in one hand, the person in question was small and groaned as if to cut himself.

A man in black, of course, is company courage.

"Let's have no choice. In your story, it's bad to face us now. Besides, I thought you said you just met him on the side of the road. As long as you're wearing that jacket, it's not a problem to suddenly bowl it together."

Silvia whispers half a step back, a woman in a blue coat in groaning courage. The mouth was cramped with a tingle trying to contain the laughter.

"No, why do I have to follow first?"

"Are you free anyway?... I want to show you something too.... come without complaining"

Sylvia says to think a little. For just one moment, Yong didn't miss the look that Sylvia came up with.

"I want to show you something."

I didn't even feel like I was just going to say hello, and Yuuki shrugged.

You can ask me what that is, Sylvia, but I stepped on it for a reason not to talk about it here now. Yuuki sighs small and walks to follow Sylvia.

"Even so, I don't think Yong is that 'black executor'. You didn't see it in person, did you? Hey, how'd you take him down?

"... no matter how. With the help of The Magic of Time."

"What!? You have a connection to that witch of the hour, Norn! Kuhahahaha, Temehe is really funny brave!

Three years ago, "The Witch of Time" Norn taught me how to save combat skill and power to Brave, who merely wielded his sword with the power he had acquired as a brave man. Norn, who, as you know, can manipulate time, remains neutral for a reason, not belonging to any country.

Of course, the reason 'The Magic of Time' is a treacherous move.

"The Magic of Time", which freely manipulates the concept of time, such as knowing the future and interfering with the past, is the magic anyone wants.

It just came with Norn, and the power balance on this continent flips. Because he is aware of it, Norn travels around the country, stays for a while and goes to the next country again, what a strange thing to do.

I can't help but be surprised at Ebsal. With the help of "The Magic of Time"... it would seem easy to ask Norn, but Norn would take a heavy look at the fact that he helped (...). If they find out you've helped someone, there's always a noisy guy out there. I probably won't be able to help you unless it's worth the effort you put into dealing with those guys.

Well, it's Lilly who got Yong hanging the magic of time.

Bravery releases his fist like a small poke at Ebsal laughing with his belly about what was funny, but he can gently avoid it.

"Son of a bitch, don't let go of your blind spot without difficulty."

"Heh, I'm not even willing to kill you. I don't have a reason to take your fist."

He was brave enough to sigh at the laughing Ebsal, but when he noticed his gaze and turned to the side,

……

For some reason, Sylvia looked brave with a grumpy look on her face.

"... and Mr. Sylvia?

"What?

"Are you angry without?

"I'm not angry"

Angry. I don't know why or why. But Yong understood. Mr. Sylvia is crazy.

"... Bravery and Ebsal are very close."

"Heh?... Well, he's one of the guys I hit with a bee once"

Once we hit each other, we know who they are. It is also one of the things that Yong learned when he came to this world.

"... right"

Sylvia said something, like something pinched in her back teeth.... Should I ask? No. Shouldn't we listen more than we cut the story? Though Yong conceived it, Marco's voice blocked it.

"Look, this is the Central District, princess!

"Hmmm.... well, that's been busy for a long time"

What appeared before the braves was a large square spread around a hall the size of which looked up. It's called the Central District, where shops and street artists entertain tourists.

As the name suggests, it seems to be the center of the city, surrounded by waterways and streets on all sides.

"That's not how sweet a museum looks, this guy. It's a castle already."

Bravery wraps his tongue around the hall of what should also be called a castle fort.

"I guess you're actually right about the castle. Whatever. It's that Zuk Oythurst."

"Oitherst?"

Bravery leans his neck to a name he can't hear.

"With that said, you weren't born on this continent. Yu, you know The Ten Years War?

"If that's about it...... surely that 'Lishlia' is the one where the country's conflicts have grown big enough to involve the world, isn't it? 'Ten years of war' because it's just ten years between the outbreak and the country's gone"

Three years ago when I came to this other world, I recall all the knowledge tapped into my head. Sylvia, who at that time bravely taught the study of history, nodded in a small way as to the point of difficulty.

"That's right. So, Zyk Oythurst is a hero who worked in The Decade War. He's called the Mercenary King. He was a good fighter."

"To be precise, the mercenary regiment led by Zyk Oythurst is amazing."

"With that said, did you do something during the 'Ten Year War'?

"Before I was born, my father did. I've been told since I was a little girl how strong the mercenary regiment is and how much I resent Zuk Oythurst."

Sylvia laughs like she laughs bitterly.

"Well, I've come to the Central District... what are we going to do after this?

When Yong asked, Sylvia stitched her hat in all likeness.

"The brave men are in their own land. I won't hold him, but he'll be watching one or two."

Sylvia walked out to the hall with the tricks and the sound of her shoes.

The foothold is strong.

"Hey, wait...... no way!

"No way. I told you so. I was invited to Zuk Oythurst and pushed into a small hall for two days."

Niyali, and Sylvia laughs. Yong said in his heart, "Niyali, no!" I shouted.

"Guards there."

Walking to the front of the hall, Sylvia speaks to the two guards who had spears in front of the big door.

"My name is Sylvia. Sylvia Rote Sherriot Lieselion. Connect my words to Zyk Oythurst now."

With the charisma in vain fully open, Sylvia continues not to care about the guards who are pokans.

"'I came here because you're not coming,' he said, telling him so."

It's called, "Eh heh, I'm here! Is he the one who says"? No, no, it's not that sweet and sour, and Yong hit a visit without an appointment. He saw the Empress and started running away from reality.