Sevens

- Expeditionary troops leaving the village were dropped off by waves from the villagers.

The villagers' emotions were significantly better than they had at the time of the visit because they had protected the village from the Gryphon raid and helped repair it at the end.

We also have the dead out, but still it was better than total annihilation.

No, wanting more is the result of what can be described as luxury.

In that, Aria was wrapped in a blanket in a porter.

"... something very heavy"

Among the porters are Shannon, Miranda, and Monica besides Aria.

Shannon and Monica were playing and Miranda was laid back.

It was good until the banquet.

Celebrate the victory with the participation of knights, soldiers, and villagers to drink and make noise -.

So the problem is the next day.

Significant changes appeared in Aria and Miranda.

At first I thought I was tired, but my body is heavy.

I didn't even want to sink in and move.

In the meantime, Lyells is able to lie down and rest because of all the movement in the village.

But after a few days, I thought something was wrong with the boulder.

Monica tells Aria that she doesn't feel well.

"If you're going to throw up, go outside. Because I'm not interested in anything other than taking care of the chicken guy."

Aria glanced at Monica, who was going to say it in the face.

"You really like Lyell."

Aria stood up in the porter and looked out.

At the back is a griffon stored in an ice coffin.

It seemed to be finished with a single blow with few scratches, and I kept it safe when it sold high.

Still, it won't extend to 500 lost gold coins.

In the previous one, Norma on a horse leads the troops with a tired look.

who have been injured and have not fully healed.

The war dead were moving in a carriage, and the Lyells were walking near the porter.

He is walking in conversation with Nowem, and Clara is riding the porter's ceiling to perform the operation.

It's just that Marcus and the others weren't on their side.

(Impossible)

After the banquet, there were many things, so they took a distance.

Aria looks at Lyell talking to Nowem and remembers when she left the village.

At the breakup, Lyell was talking to the village boy.

He was a boy who looked after him in the village, and he was concerned about giving the boy his own weapon.

Seeing the kid-friendly side, Aria is surprised by it.

(You're sweet besides a woman)

After looking out, sitting on the crate, Miranda was moving with Mozomozo in the porter.

When I looked at him, he had a terribly dark look.

To put it clearly...

(Wow, I'm scared!

Aria also has a dong-pulling look.

I always nicked, but I can't seem to afford that since the raid.

It only turns an impossible smile on Lyell.

And I'm also losing my usual love......

"... Shannon, give me some water"

"Yes!

When Shannon rushed to get the water ready, he was up to drink it.

Miranda is sweating in thin clothes and doesn't feel good or have an excellent expression.

After the feast.

Miranda is kicking Marcus, who was near Lyell.

I guess he didn't like that Lyell didn't blame Marcus and the others for their mistakes, and that he was finishing a report that could emerge as promised.

There was no damage from the hippogriff, and Lyell stabbed the stop in the end.

I guess I was angry that it didn't even look like I cared much.

Neither is Lyell trying to engage the Marcuses, except in clerical conversations.

Miranda looks at Aria and says after drinking the water and soaking up her mouth.

"What?"

Usually it's like, "What?," Miranda asked with a smile, staring at herself with a sharp eye as to whether she could not afford it.

I may have been scared before, but Aria is growing now.

"Nothing. I was watching because it looks spicy. In that state, you can often smile in front of Lyell."

I meant to joke, but Aria, who can't afford it, is less caring than usual.

Shannon was rattling and shivering when Miranda's eyebrows reacted pickly, not even in a laughable situation.

Monica looked at it...

"Is it a training ground? Nice. I was free, so I wanted to see it called a raw training ground. Then we'll both have a squarely day-long, dreary woman's battle as dra... fah!

Shannon told Monica to stop smiling when she was excited.

"You, don't stir up a fight here! And what the hell is that?

"It's like theatre. Come on, it's a raw training ground!

"This guy is crazy!

- It's broken from the beginning, so it's natural.

As Miranda tried to get up, there was a knocking noise inside the porter.

After a little while, Lyell opens the door.

Porter has also stopped, and I guess he's going to take a break.

Aria says.

"Already taking a break? It was only noon, wasn't it?

Miranda was making a smile with a spicy look on her face as Lyell looked.

"I advised him to take a break. Plus, I want to take down the demons on the way and make sure they count."

Defeat demons on the road, and put them in the hands of those who have little merit in their creation.

The Lyells bought those demonic materials and stones.

Lyell says.

"Are you both okay? We'll keep an eye on you today, so get some rest."

Miranda replies.

"I'm sorry."

(... Miranda, that's pretty black)

Shannon stared at Lyell's chest as Aria looked at Miranda and thought that.

"... the light has moved"

What are you talking about?

I questioned it, but Aria, who can't afford it, decides to rely on the Lyells.

"I'll take care of it. I mean, it's a little heavy this time. I'm scared to turn around..."

Post-growth high tension, arguably a “growth” recoil.

It varies from person to person, but Aria and the others seem to be taking some time for the body to process whether this experience was beyond tolerance.

Aria didn't miss the fact that Lyell only had a subtle look for a moment.

(You remind me of my growth.)

Lyell, smiling, tells the four in the porter.

"If you're going to be able to get out and change your mood, try to get out. Monica and Shannon helped outside."

I usually hate Shannon, but the air in the porter was bad, so I went outside to jump out.

I'm rushing Lyell, who looks surprised, to give me the job.

Monica goes outside, too, when she closes the door...

"Take your time because I won't disturb you"

That's what I said.

I'm angry that you two enjoyed fighting or that you were smiling.

Aria, Miranda, I don't like this and I don't want to get busted.

We both wrapped ourselves in blankets to rest...

Away from Porter, I looked up at Clara.

"Is this a good idea?

"Yes, I'd be in trouble if you got busted inside the porter."

Shannon and Monica are starting work, and I'll talk to Clara.

"I know it's hard before you grow up, but it's tough when the two avant-gardes fall out"

As I knew, there aren't many people at this party.

I really wanted to solicit a few people to the party.

Around, there were many knights and soldiers who looked as spicy as Aria and Mr. Miranda.

Off the road, lying by its side resting.

I can hear the fifth generation.

"Skills compensate for travel speed. This is the only group, but Lyell's magic can handle it. '

Have you gained confidence, many soldiers and prostitutes were starting to take the lead in fighting demons?

Collective action is taking shape more than it was initially, and I guess I feel better because it's after winning.

The third generation is relaxing.

"I was going to crisp Norma initially, but seeing the results would be great."

As for me, I couldn't say I could do better because there were dead people out there.

I think he minimized the damage, but the dead are still out there.

(If only I could do it a little better)

The fourth generation says it looks complicated.

"Lyell, if you work harder, you don't think so, do you? Doing what you do can do harm. If you work hard, you're arrogant. '

And the sixth generation also agreed.

'Right. It won't start if you regret it after it's over. If you've done your best, keep your chest up.'

I'm not in that mood.

(Man standing on top must be tough)

When I taste this feeling, I realize how heavy the responsibility is.

The seventh generation...

'This is also a good experience. I thought it was a boring job, but you've learned what it takes for Lyell. "

- The beginning was a request from the owners of the Circleys.

He was a poor trooper to challenge Hippogriff and thought the damage was enormous.

But it was actually a request that could have been wiped out by a Griffon opponent.

I recognized how sweet I was.

(You've got fewer voices to hear)

The first generation, and the second generation, can no longer be heard.

When I took the treasure ball, Clara called out.

"Mr. Lyell, is something wrong?

I can't even tell Clara the facts, so I give Clara an excuse.

"I was a little concerned about Luca. I wonder if he'll study properly."

With that said, Clara smiles.

"I was intent on it, and you seemed happy to remember a little. Oh, and what is it?"

"What?"

Clara noticed that her face was a little blue when she got to her usual faceless expression.

"Are you sick, too? Then get some rest."

"Excuse me, I feel like I'm... kidding too"

Did I?

When I hear that and wonder, Nowem rushes over.

"Master Lyell! More than 60% of the total complains of malaise to the body. We've had a big experience, and it could spread across the board."

There are several patterns when the body processes experiences that are too big or unprecedented.

The second generation was saying, if you fall ill as rapidly as I do and then come back to life.

and if the body takes the time to process the experience.

"It's not good. Let's hurry to the next village. So stay one to two nights and see how it goes..."

That being said, I felt the gaze I had been expecting from the treasure balls.

The third generation is in a small voice.

"... I can."

I shrugged.

(It's okay! This time it doesn't make any difference. I'm the type who needs a lot of experience to grow up)

Speak to calm yourself down.

There is no such change in the body.

Your body is heavy, too.

"And let's hurry anyway. We'd better send a knight to tell us what's going on and get ready."

I could still afford gold coins because I could afford to pay them.

I was thinking about letting you have the money...

The fourth generation has proposed.

"Oh, yeah... shall I finally spread the rumor?"

The sixth generation says it sounds interesting.

'Hopefully, that might be good, too. It's not too late to go back. "

The third generation is in that stream too.

'That's settled. It's easy to have a bard at times like this - [singer].'

The seventh generation.

"Before all the court rats get their hands on it, shall we make it a fact? You'll pass it on to Wang Du soon, too. Even if you can't move for a few days, then the rumors will spread. It's too late when you get on with cleaning things up...... fantastic!

Singers are those who tell stories about topical events and sometimes sing songs and perform art.

Elves are particularly common.

They live in the woods but don't settle much for being a hunting people. No, it's more right that you can't.

To this end, he gets money by singing songs as he moves, polishing and showing off his arts.

Their way of life is easily ridiculed and they impersonate the singer. Some people in other countries refuse to settle.

"Master Lyell?

Nowem looks at me and worries.

"Hey, it's nothing. Let's get ahead of ourselves. Then, if there's a singer in the village, let me tell you about this one."

Nowem is thinking with his hands on his chin.

"Maybe it's good. But it doesn't mean they're here."

"It would be nice to be there. If you're hungry for entertainment, you can tell the village we're going to go around."

When I decided to move like that, I asked Mr. Clark to send one to the village first.

(Nevertheless, don't bother with boulders if Clara can't move either)

By the time I got back to Wang Capital, I wanted everyone to be able to move.

When I left for two nights in the village, an overall strange air was still being created.

Aria...

"I... want to be a bird. I want to fly everywhere."

Mr Miranda was also in agreement.

"I know, that feeling. Lyell, be my birdcage."

I'll answer immediately.

I don't know what that means.

Clara puts her hand on her mouth.

"With a wing called a spear, you fly around the battlefield everywhere, you know. Wouldn't Miranda be better off in a cabin?

Clara wouldn't say that!

That's what I thought, but there are soldiers around.

"Me, when I get back, I'm gonna sign that kid up for marriage!

"Now I can thank my mother for everything I've done! Thank you for giving birth!

"... you guys, I'm gonna do something I didn't ask you about"

The last soldier had a dark look, looking at the bright soldiers.

Monica sees the sight and says:

"I wonder what it is. It's funny, but you're no match for the chicken guy I just met. He always brakes somewhere."

Some of them are frightened, but more than that, they're turning the gaze they expect from me.

Nowem doesn't seem to know how to handle it like Clara has changed.

To Shannon.

"Help me! Aria reads weird poems, and your sister tells you it's love or love, and you can't stand it!

From Shannon clinging to me crying, I slipped my gaze.

"Just kidding! What am I supposed to do with that condition!

Aria suddenly...

"From a former Viscount lady, poor me who dropped herself on an adventurer...... waving a spear even though I'm powerless, and running healthy on the battlefield is a tentative appearance. The truth is, I'm more delicate than anyone else and hungry for love."

Even from Aria, who looks at me with a flicker, I slipped my gaze.

Clara is.

"Even a former lady wouldn't say she's weak or weak enough to be told that she was excited to see blood or that if she were a boy, she would have been a general. Aren't you hungrier for blood than love?

Mr. Miranda is.

"Oh, how can this chest enthusiasm not be passed on to Lyell!

You call me a flicker, or you're seriously staring at me, so I missed my gaze again.

Clara.

"Isn't it because you're being rejected, not because you're not passing it on? Reality is cruel."

Without being frustrated by such a harsh Clara story, the two mass-produce a past they wouldn't want to recall.

Nowem says.

"This time Mr. Aria is terrible. It was difficult before, Master Lyell, but so far so bad... that I could sing my own song."

I look at Nowem and say.

"Oh, I didn't hear that"

"No, Master Lyell was resting."

If I had known, I could have grasped my weakness, but I thought so, and so on. I came just half way to Wang Capital.

And -.

(Enemy? Two oaks)

Think so and see where the enemy comes from.

We have guards ready, so the troops reacted quickly.

"Two orcs! They're coming to the center!

Looks like two orcs have arrived in the middle of the group.

The whole thing stops and gets ready for battle, but the surroundings are in very dangerous condition after growth.

And the knights.

"Me, now I can beat an oak with one knife!

There were idiots who said so.

Do you want me to handle this?

"Nowem, deal with it on my side. Put everyone on standby."

"Huh?...... yes!

Instead of saying I was a little surprised, Nowem, who stopped trying to say something, followed my instructions.

Two oaks won't take long.

That's what I thought and headed for the defeat.

After the battle with the Orcs.

I was lying on Porter's carriage.

"Hey, why? Ahhh!!"

My body is suddenly powerless, and I have unprecedented pain.

Besides the general muscle pain, there was also a feeling that the consciousness seemed distant due to the use of too much magic.

My body hurts even if I shout out, and Monica is going to be happy to see me.

"Chicken bastard nursing...... I won't give up such a big role to anyone"

Shannon says.

"Nobody wants it."

Me and Monica, and Shannon were on board among the porters.

There was a cheerful expedition out there, and I saw signs of “growth” after I defeated the oak.

with the kind of voice the third generation would expect.

"You're here! Finally! There's a sun!

while the fourth generation calculates.

"At this minute, before Central arrives? After the critical arrival... '

The fifth generation.

"The timing is again......"

The sixth generation.

'Here's what Lyell has. Everything but luck...... Psst!

Following the laughing sixth generation, so did the seventh.

"Long time no see Best Ryer Award...... Looks like you can expect this"

I squeal.

"Bullshit... I'm not gonna see anyone this time. Absolutely. I'll definitely lock you up!

The second half is louder, and Shannon looks at me and is frightened.

"Didn't you go crazy?

Monica.

"Even then, I will stay by your side until the end. Because that's the role of Monica, the automaton of her greatest masterpiece!

When I returned to Wang Capital, I decided that I would definitely pull back, and I would endure what could be termed pre-growth pain.

I'm watching Aria and the others ugly a while ago, so I decide to never let anything happen this time to my heart.

(Never go outside. That should keep your ancestors from laughing! Yeah, I'm not gonna make the same mistake I've made before!