Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

"So, can Calvafon also be an adventurer who lives in the red grade, red steel balls?"

After that, we were led to the dining room where the Sisters in the back of the church were always used. It's a huge place for over a hundred Sisters to eat.

There are a number of large rectangular tables lined up in polished wood, but now I'm sitting on one of them. Tea and sweets are placed on the table, filling the dining room with a sweet but cool aroma.

"Yes. Sorletta Ritta, a city about two weeks west of here by carriage, is my hometown, but when you baptized me at the church there, I was given the red rank."

About thirty minutes after that, I'm in a questioning position. To moisten my thirsty throat, I mouth tea after carrying sugar sweets that mimic peach petals into my mouth.

Wow, this treat...... so sweet. But it's not just sweet, it really smells like flowers. A sweet melted in tea filled the mouth with fragrance. Surprised by its scent of standing up making the nasal cavity gentle, pour in kupipipipi and additional tea.

"With all due respect, not very much, but it doesn't look that way. You look like a normal girl in my eyes."

That's what a blonde ponytail cleric warrior sitting on the other side across the table, a woman made up of knights of the goddess, said. But his name is......

"Dear Grim Lancerva,"

"Ooh!? I can't believe you remembered my name."

She stood up and said so in a playful tone, this was once again praised with a playful trick.

"Ah, uh... well, as Lady Lancerva said, so do you like the admonition or the salutation..."

"That shouldn't be, Master Calvafon"

"Hey, Miriam. I am now in the process of speaking to Master Calvafon. Don't break it in."

A woman called Miriam with beautiful long dark hair. However, the last name is Luotang.

"Master Calvafon may indeed be born in Shisei. But now you own the Knights of Our Goddess. And you made the goddess Ilua say," Hope. "

"There's no way I can do that, like take you lightly."

It was a woman with short green hair who inherited Master Luotang's words. I remember the name clearly because it was distinctive. Dear Luluca Luluca, Age is probably the youngest of the goddess knights. About Toslin?

"Hey, Luluca. I'm familiar with you from around the corner."

"Huh!? What was wrong with my language?

"I'm sorry, Master Calvafon. Louluca is born on a continent far away from here, so the language is still a little incapable. Please be rude and forgive me."

"Hehe, I can make you write down words again..."

Master Louluca slams against the table and mourns.

I've read adventure novels since I was a kid, and since six months ago, because I've seen Mr. Rose all the way close, I thought all cleric warriors were tough on me.

But Master Louluca is a little out of my statue of that cleric warrior.

"Oh, uh, I don't care at all..."

"Master Calvafon is kind, isn't he? But there's no way I can be sweeter to that kindness than to have you as Lord."

Mr. Luotang clearly said so, and at that moment, Mr. Luluca's execution of the bait was decided.

After that, while I let you mix up the questions from me for a moment, I played the story.

Apparently, all fifty knights have a yellow rank above level ten.

After rendezvous in the streets, I learned a few times when I spoke with Mr. Peach Seeds that level 10 seems to be one thing that can separate me from it for adventurers.

The average soldier is generally a level three, a veteran if over five. Captain's status if it goes beyond seven. And if you go beyond ten and become a yellow rank, sometimes you can have them taken as knights from the country?

I can't believe those amazing people joined the Knights to protect me... how grateful I am.

A few hours, thanking the knights for replacing me and speaking to me instead.

Until the sun tilted and the sunset shoved in through the window, I let them talk to me.

"Oh, my tummy tapes"

"Because you drink like an idiot."

"'Cause that treat was delicious"

Yeah, that was delicious. Marie made me have a lot of souvenirs on my way home, but I'm confident it won't be a few days.

A carriage carrying us runs down a path that's completely dark. Now we're just going through the sixth wall and running towards the seventh wall.

Carol and Laplice were overshaken and tired, and after a while they fell asleep early on Toslin and me, respectively.

As the quiet time flowed, the sleeper snuck up on me too. Mr. Rosé, sitting next to him, opened his mouth.

"Thank you for today, Mr. Iries"

He said he wanted to entertain the king in church.

Saluena took over Mr. Rosé's words and explained that to me.

"It is. Nothing. That's good, but why were you keeping quiet? I'm so surprised, aren't I?

"Then don't take our two-week plan to be a success. Hey, it's Rosa, right?

"Oh, sister!?

There's Toslin and Carol face to face. And I have Mr. Rosé and Saluena sitting next to me. Laplice on her lap reacted to Mr. Rose's voice and said, "Hmm? 'And looked up. But soon he lay down again in a potpout and took a small nap.

"I was talking to Rosa about how I'd be surprised if you kept quiet. No, I'm very satisfied right now with seeing more reactions than I expected. How many times did you almost laugh whenever you talked about Wang Du?"

"... Huh? So Rosé enjoyed watching me get a taffeta, too?"

"Ah, that Mr. Iries. Chi, no. I just told my sister that Mr. Iris would be happier if I did that, and so..."

When I said that with resentment, Mr. Rosé began to excuse himself by looking like he was about to cry.

"Aha, it's a lie, a lie. I was surprised, but somehow, it was a lot of fun."

When I said that by trying to hug Mr. Rosé on his shoulder, she rocked those long lashes a few times.

"Oh, really?

"Yes. When I got to church, it was like I came to the world in a book, and I was totally thrilled. Wonderful gift, thank you Rosé."

Sitting side by side, my gaze goes down better. It felt natural and up-and-coming, kind of like I was back in my childhood.

"I love you, Mr. Rose"

If you're a kid, you can be a little sweet. I used my position, which is that I'm an adult at my age, but still can't be, to say it.

"Well, if you'd like to welcome me, I wouldn't be happier than this"

But Mr. Rosé got in contact with me, and I was distracted. Would the sweetness have been pulled too directly?

But I don't think I've ever spoken of my feelings about Mr. Rosé before. I've always been with you, and I've always liked you as much as I'd like to be with you, but I never said that.

You know... Oh, my God, that stuff is my assumption, and it might not really be. So it seemed good to be able to tell them I liked it, albeit as a result of leaving it to momentum and accomplishment.

"Mr. Rose? Um..."

"Rosa is lit. I couldn't think of it, but I could hear happy words from my mouth."

"Oh, sister..."

Wow, Mr. Rose looks really like he's going to cry.

"I explained it to you instead. I don't remember being thankful."

Shy and happy, and a little grudge against my sister for exposing such a mood.

In the face where so many emotions were lost, Mr. Rosé looked at me.

"Wow, me too... I love it. About Mr. Iris."

Mr. Rosé has said that many times before. By contrast, I was too lazy to convey my feelings.

From now on, let's tell it right. If that makes such a nice smile, then that should definitely be the case.

"Iris. So, no thanks to me?

Looking at all Mr. Rosé, that's what Saluena, on the other side, said.

"Of course, thanks to Saluena."

I kept my hand around Mr. Rosé's arm and stuck to Saluena's as well.

"Thanks. I love Saluena too."

As I looked up at her face lit by the moon, I told her what I usually thought but didn't say.

"Oh, sister. Is your face turning red?

"... are you going to retaliate?

"No, until you tell me the truth, Sister Sally."

Sandwiched between two good friends, my body as well as my mind pops.

Saluena is Mr. Rosé's sister.

And Mr. Rosé is mine......

(... sister)

... Oh, my God, I just try to work my imagination a little.

The three of us surround the table and imagine the sight of a cup of tea.

(... hey, maybe?

The sight I drew in my head reflected nicer than I thought.

But now I'm still on a boulder, and I don't have the courage to say it to me...