Star Slashing Swordsman

"Why don't you scream one. It's a big deal to ignore a certain amount of pain at that age."

The skinny man with glasses proclaims so with a sadistic grin and a bandage around my left arm.

"Don't you want to mix with us? Having chosen the option of accepting Fiore's offer, I had come to a certain place aboard a demon (monster) that Fiore had named Pie.

That's where the big underground passage spreads.

And then it was open, and she guided me, "Come here," and when I reached the back, there were several people there.

One of them - a healer named Abald - was supposed to heal his broken arm, but this was also the worst.

"My magic ability is once (...) a healing system, but the magic of returning rather than healing"

... That's right.

His magic, if you say so, is the magic of undoing.

If the bone is broken, leave it unbroken.

If he is injured, return him to a state where he is not injured. That's his --Abardo's ability to name Fiore's squire.

At first glance, it seemed a user-friendly and convenient ability, but the fruit of it was rather harsh magic on the target audience.

"If I were to cure a broken bone, I think it was an unimaginable pain. My right arm was in my right arm."

His magic is healing phylogenetic magic that returns to a strong (...). If the bone is broken, it only joins forcefully and restores it to normal --with the disadvantage that, when exercising its magic, it is accompanied by tremendous pain proportional to the degree of injury to the subject.

Instead, the advantage of healing quickly also exists, but it hurt at a level where I suspected that if I was bad, I would be shocked to death by the pain.

"No need to thank me. Ning Lo, I have to thank you for taking my daughter's offer."

"... Really?"

That said, I dare you to reply to Abald's words in such a way that you just say you are unhappy.

The reason for this was that Abaldo had a verse that seemed to enjoy somewhere when he saw me trying to endure pain when exercising magic.

Maybe this guy had a certain personality that he wasn't even Locke, but he couldn't get in the way before the boulder cured him.

Due to various circumstances, I was restless in my grumpy response.

"Yeah, as usual, there's no problem, but there's not enough people this year."

I guess that's just the nasty guy.

"But were you really good?

"When it comes to"

"It's a crusade, a crusade. Needless to say, Minaura's bad reviews will be blowing all over the kingdom, but there's probably a pretty good chance he's dead, right?

"… at the time of your visit to Minaura, that question will now be asked"

What kind of people step into the "minaura" of a time when demons overflow would be like a battle idiot who can't normally think and save, or a freak who's crazy about justice, or a kingdom knight who has had no choice but to come under orders.

I mean, I'm not a knight, and I only have the sense of justice with me to the extent of a sparrow's tears.

I want to save those who suffer from demons.

What a noble philosophy I don't remember once as a raw hater.

If so, the answer comes to itself.

"People who say they could die and then stop coming to Minaura in the first place."

"Ha, ha, sure, that's true too. So let's just say it's sweet for you."

With that said, Abaldo broadened his hands with a great deal of attitude.

"This is a place to use whether you're a parent or not, but whatever you can use----the city of Minaura. We welcome you. Again, I'm Avald. Thank you very much."

Shortly afterwards, he is offered his left hand.

Shake hands, I guess.

I still don't know that Avald has a bad personality for choosing a left arm that has just been cured.

With that in mind, I will squeeze him with my left hand, which is completely healed.

"Yikes!?

Though he is a benefactor who has healed his injuries, he should do this much for his rotten sexual roots.

I still waved my sword for years.

Though the body is a child, I am proud to say that the grip is quite good. I turned my back on him even though I wanted to.

"How's your arm?

"Thanks to you, this street"

Guru, Guru and turn your left arm.

It doesn't hurt at all, and you won't have a problem deciding that this is already fully healed.

"Oh well. Abaldo has a distorted personality, but only his magical arm is certain."

... please don't say anything bad to people, young lady.

and a piece of paper that was coming from behind and hearing Avald's voice, but is offered here with the hanging "yes" before reacting to it.

"And I didn't keep an eye on this. Once that is our information (...). Who can use what magic? You can't run out of vests if you don't know what type of person you are, can you?

There was a bullet point, and the people who are here now--a total of more than a dozen people were detailed.

Among them also existed the name of Vieira Aylberg, the only one who was not present on this occasion.

I'll just check that part first, with a flush.

Ability to freely produce and manipulate ice. and, naturally, his abilities as a wizard were written down.

"For once, Julius, I wrote down your information, so keep an eye on it. If I'm wrong, I haven't told anyone here by the day after tomorrow."

I told him I'd tell him.

All I'm saying is that, Fiore turns her back on me and shows her hands flickering.

Probably have some business to attend to.

He said he was a lord, and he can snort at busy things.

"... my information, ah"

Turning his gaze to the paper he was given, there was a proper inscription of Julius' letters as he was told.

As it continues, ability is to create a sword.

The type is a one-hit special. Details about me and the like were written, and it was simple, but precisely it was firing a target.

That's how I look at other people's information, and I wonder. Why, the day after tomorrow (...), I wonder.

"... because it is the day after tomorrow that Master Vieira returns to Minaura."

Did you even see through my heart?

Abaldo says, gently waving his left hand, which Plaplapla and I squeezed forcefully.

"Once scheduled, the day after tomorrow, after joining Master Vieira, you are carrying to begin the crusade of" Javawok ", the head. Well, I'm capable, so I'm just waiting in the back."

"The day after tomorrow..."

"Is there a problem?

"Yes, ya. I don't have a problem..."

It's that word that Biella Aylberg told me outside the village that's just over my head.

--By the full moon.

That one word.

The day after tomorrow, not very much, but far from the full moon.

I wonder what that means, but there is no one here right now who would defuse it.

... so should I drive that thing to the corner of my head now?

"Oh, and. I forgot to tell you, basically, I don't mind you being free about going out, but please note that we can't go north from here."

……

north. A question mark arises as to why, in a direction that is too pinpoint.

"It's a simple story. Until the day after tomorrow, I don't want to irritate" Jabbawok "as much as possible. Such demons are sensitive to signs. It's not a good idea to inadvertently stimulate Biella in her absence."

So he asked me not to.

Abaldo lined up the utterly sincere words.

And understand in that language.

Perhaps Fiore looked around to avoid sending people to places where "Jabbawok" is located.

So you ran into me by chance.

In particular, he is uninvited to wage a single battle with the demons of the mutant species. If you let it go, there's no chance you're headed to Jabbawok. I thought so, but she may have been watching the backdrop of things from a distance in an attempt to identify trends.

Thinking about it, there was a lot of twitching.

"Okay."

That coincidence overlapped well, and this is how I got my whole life to die. It's not like I have a taste for revenge. Let's be honest here.

I think so, and I agree with Abald.

"I was relieved to know things well. So there's not much time left until the day after tomorrow, and I can't dare-------"

And the fold that Abaldo nearly said something about.

"--Oh my god!!!!

A loud voice burst abruptly full of impatience.

To that sudden event, the gaze of everyone who was there simultaneously turns to the source of the voice.

He must have rushed in through the underground passage.

Near the entrance and exit, an unrecognizable man was screaming and scattering as he breathed with his shoulders.

"" The Wizard of Noah at Jabbawok's breathed when I killed him, shaking off our stop and heading on his own!!! I've been watching. I've been trying to stop it by three people, including me, that bastard ----"

At a time when one of the human beings who tried to stop is on this occasion, the result goes without saying at the earliest.

"--Right. Can you tell me what's so special about him?

Fiore, who was just about to walk away somewhere, stops and asks the man in panic.

"... a red-haired man. Red Haired, Wizard"

I overheard the words, and there was a man in my brain.

----" Stab Through Black Sword (Gladieda) "

Just like that --Shiva was also a red-haired wizard.