Sword of Glutton Princess

Heydal apparently wore out quite a bit in the battle, kneeling behind the wall of the building and roughing his breath.

"You fool like a warcraft... I'm a sensing magician for real. Rough is good for you."

Heydal squeaks as he holds his eyes.

Again, the future prediction of the Prophecizing Dagger Gallarhorn seems to put a heavy load on the eyeball.

"Dean, are you okay? Stand up?"

"... a little, maybe tough"

I borrowed Mani's shoulder and I managed to get up.

"Bad, Mani, Involved"

When I say it, Mani narrows his eyes to loneliness.

"... don't make me too nervous. Because earlier, I was so, so scared. I was wondering if Dean would die this time."

"... bad"

I don't think I was wrong to jump out without running.

I'm sure Haydal would have been killed if I hadn't left, and there would have been a lot of damage to the people in other cities who had missed the escape.

... but I also know what Mani is trying to say, painfully.

Mani popped up and helped me, but I still can't help but be scared if Brad's blade had reached her.

Likewise, Mani would have been anxious when I popped up.

"... we need to be stronger."

I squeal.

Belzevute is strong.

But I'm not an adventurer like her.

The moment of need for adventurers does not know when to visit.

It's never uncommon for me to be raided by criminals deep in the Demonic Labyrinth and with a breakdown of adventurers, just like I was attacked from Hyodor and Gaza.

That's when he was killed for lack of strength, then he's no match.

Not to mention that the life of my admired Sword Saint Zarios is a far more painful path than a concomitant adventurer.

Heydall walked up to me holding Mani's shoulder.

He had a blue face because of the injury. He reached all the way to my head and suddenly scratched my hair.

"Ugh!

"Well done, kid. If it was just me, they would've definitely done it."

Heydal told me and made a grin on my somewhat bitter face.

"Shh, excuse me! Dean is badly wounded! Stop doing that now!

Hold your head so that Mani can shelter me and step forward.

After Haydal laughs to mislead the bad butt, he drops his voice.

"... but you better sweep it right away. I'm not trying to lay my hands on you, but guys like you are being targeted from the army and scumbags like adventurers. The Army won't pay you anyway."

"Thank you, Mr. Haydal"

I bow my head to Haydal.

Some people would have been on the run or watching from a distance... but as far as I could tell on the far-roll, I should only have seemed to be buying time at best.

Besides, there's only a few of them who did.

And the truth is, it was Heydal who gave him the final decision hit.

A little later, an adventurer rushed to hear the noise late.

You already know it's safe, the bumps and wild horses start to grow.

"Haydall knocked you down? Well done!

"That's one of the city's best hunting buddies!

Haydal was surrounded and admired by other adventurers.

"If you have time to be noisy like an idiot, call on all the real idiots in the army. When are those guys coming?

Heydall was annoyingly answering that.

He seemed to be acting like he was getting attention.

Me and Mani were able to dive between the crowds coming together and get off the spot successfully.

While Mani walks me, I think.

The aim of this grey denomination was probably… to negotiate with the military, a lower preparation.

It is clear that they are obsessed with the "Trapezohedron of Black Light" that the army holds.

If you publicly proclaim the denominational name and then trigger a sabotage effort, the military will be more painful against future threats from the Grey denomination than it was before the building to protect the city.

Maybe Gaza, which we encountered in the Romaburg Underground Ruins, was also part of it.

On top of becoming the above all statement that that ritual trail was killed by the Grey Church, brutality spreads fear and the damage looks many times greater than the harm done.

The ultimate aim would thus be to obtain the Trapezohedron of Black Light through negotiations with the military.

The Grey Church is rational for playing madness.

As I dropped my gaze on the ground and kept thinking, Mani suddenly stopped.

"What's up, Mani..."

"Good luck, sir. No, it was great, yo, Dean."

I hear irregular, teasing applause, and I look up.

He was a man who used to face each other in the Adventurer Guild, hiding one eye of orange hair.

"... I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, can I ask you to leave?

Mani stares at the man.

The man moved his arms deliberately and shook his head.

"I can't catch it, sir, even though I'm complimenting you because of it. I miss you."

"Since when, have you been watching?

I asked the man.

"Yo you've been watching from the start? I was pretty close, but no one noticed, Na? Lonely Ne."

... If you were really magically hiding and watching, you would have stood there deliberately and without a hand in that situation.

I don't know if it's a lie or a truth, but I wasn't even willing to ask.

Even if it's a lie, it doesn't seem like a very involved and pleasant person at the time of making such a joke.

"... let's go, Mani"

"Ugh, yeah."

Mani nodded small at my words, lowering his head to the orange-haired man and sliding beside him.

"How is the daughter of the Narc tribe, Na? You've been hurt a lot."

"Huh! Why, you care about that!

I accidentally abrupted my voice and looked back at the man.

The man laughs teasingly, fingering his hair tips.

This guy sniffing around my neighborhood?

I have no idea what you meant to say or what you meant to say.

"Nn, see, actually, she, in the body of my friend, sir"

There can be no talk of a man.

Edda's relatives are destroyed by the devil.

This is what she herself was saying.

I don't know if you didn't know it, or if you know it and you're saying it to mock it, but either way, I don't feel good.

I'll hurry up with my eyes when I stop again.

"... let's go"

Anyway, he's an unpleasant, creepy guy, and I didn't want to be talking about it any more.

"Dean, as long as you don't bend that will, one day or another, we'll be face-to-face, sir. As far as I'm concerned, I hope so deeply and heartily yo"

The last time I say that, a man laughs.

When I walked a little and looked back, his appearance was already invisible.

"You knew Dean's name. Did you meet him somewhere after that?

Mani asks me anxiously.

I shake my head.

"... no, I looked at him when I was with Mani, it should be that one time"

... Do you notice the demonic nucleus of Belzevute?

Maybe it's a taste of the Grey Church, and he's got eyes on me involved in the murder of Gaza and Blood.

"... my luggage, it's where I was hiding. Let's collect it and go home."

I smiled and said so, as if Mani were trying to get rid of the dark air.

It's just that I really cared about that orange-haired guy and looked back again.