Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

"Is that real?

I nodded at Seki's words. I hear a breathtaking sound.

"Lord Liu, that's..."

That's what Mr. Azur said as he looked at the dagger of God's slaying, and he shut his mouth.

For Mr. Azur, the Knight of the Kingdom, it would be hard to believe that I, who am not a Knight, have the sword of God's slaying.

The Sword of God Killer is basically managed in the country. It is controlled in the country and held by famous knights and wizard guards who go far to establish their bonds.

It's not just something a student like me can have.

But given that we're going to deal with demons whose magic won't work, we can't just hide them like this. It's about getting caught up one day.

"This is the dagger of your item, not of course what you made it. The dagger I used to get from an acquaintance was a God-killing sword."

When I said that, Mr. Azur nodded slowly.

"Was I? … then you can't help it."

That said, Mr. Azur laughs at me, and I return an ambiguous grin, too.

Under national law, the covert fabrication of the sword of the slayer of God is a sin, but there are many vague parts regarding possession.

Because the sword of the slayer of God is made to be held by knights of fame and so forth. Of course, the only knight I'm letting have is a good knight managed by royalty.

But if something happens to the owner, or unforeseen circumstances, in some cases the sword of God's slaughter can leave the owner's hand.

I can't incriminate anyone who picked it up and found it and used it because they possessed the sword of God's slaying.

So there is no law that explicitly penalizes possession, only prohibits smuggling.

Well, that's why I can't tell you that I know that it's just a god killing sword and I have no problem with it, but besides, this was made by Mr. Quamar in secret...

But Mr. Azur, for now, laughed and tolerated, and nodded.

I am grateful to Mr. Azur for following me so far, aware of the danger, and for his awareness of the companionship with which he travels.

That is why, in time, we have to tell Mr Azur an important story.

Mr. Azur is a knight of the kingdom. One day, I should go home to the King's Capital.

But I think Mr. Azur will have already found out what's going on with Ruby Forn, who believes in something like Uyoli, and that it's really me who's making the match.

And about the god-killing dagger...

Hopefully, I don't want to return Mr. Azur to the King's Capital any more.

Desperate to think about the ruby-forn that was hit by the heavy rain, Mr. Azul was happy that he told me he wanted to follow along, and I was too sweet for that favor.

Just lacking my consideration, Mr. Azur has learned too much about the ruby-forn reality.

I have to tell you about it.

When I told Mr. Azur I wanted him to stay in Ruby Volne, what the hell would she have reacted to and if he refused, what would I do and what should I do...

"Anyway, if this is a God-killing sword, even an unwittingly ineffective opponent can do it. Besides, with this match..."

That said, the color returns somewhat to Seki, who was pale until earlier. It's an undressed dagger, but the fact that I have a god-killing sword on hand may have reassured me of just a little.

I stop thinking about Mr. Azur once and think about the dagger of God's killing and the fire attack in the match.

With these two, I feel like there's nothing I can't do, even with a demonic opponent whose magic doesn't work.

I just can't say anything because I still don't know what kind of demon it is that injured Mr. Ryuki.

The person who causes Mr. Ryuki to get hurt. Maybe, or definitely a nasty opponent.

For example, if the demon is too big, even the flames of the match won't turn right around, and a shitty God-killing dagger made by Mr. Quamar won't kill the demon.

There's a lot to think about, but first, we'll make sure Mr. Ryuki's okay.

"In the meantime, hurry back to the village where you are, Ryuki."

Koo, that's what your mother told me, so we all nodded.

Then I carried the man with the leg injury to the carriage and briefly asked him how it had been so far.

This man, say Mr. Sembri, is a peasant from Kakukaku village.

He was headed west to follow Mr. Seki to call for help because Mr. Ryuki had been injured.

I am surprised because in a situation where it is not strange when demons attack me, I went out looking for Mr. Seki without knowing where one person is. But I can imagine it was so chopped up that I had to.

Just got so lucky to run into you.

Earlier, with me and Mother Koo, when I finished treating her for a foot injury, the man slept with a somewhat hoarse face.

The injury, though not that big of an injury, is like bruising, so I think it would be tough to walk for a while without some support.

Though if I did healing magic, it would heal immediately... and I looked at it, and Mother Koo, who I guessed, shook her neck to the side.

"It's okay, it's not a life-threatening injury. I'd rather not use that power too much."

"... right"

Sure, not a very pee-pee force.

But what if this was a dying man? I don't have anything else to say to my life this time, so it's okay.

But what if I was a wound that wouldn't help if I didn't use magic...?

You had my worries on your face, Koo. Mother put her hand on my shoulder.

"It's okay. Whatever happens, I have an athlete, and if you really need Liu's help, then... we'll think about it together."

Koo, for your mother, I nodded at the words that were a little lost.

I'll decide then. Yeah, that's good. If nothing happens, you don't have to use magic...

But I was just a little bit prepared.

The more we head east, the more demons we encounter, Mr. Ryuki, who seems to have been injured, and the man who jumped out on his own to ask for help.

I do not believe that the current situation in the village where Mr. Ryuki is now on his way is as light as it has ever been.

I don't have time to rest as it is, and proceed at full speed to the village where Mr. Ryuki is lying, taught by the knights.

After all, it's kind of important for your son, so Seki was a little tingly.

It was a place where the distance wasn't that far away, so I arrive in that village earlier than I thought and face the situation in the village unexpectedly.

The fields are desolate, the houses decaying. I don't see any people.

This... and, though I seemed to have a nasty imagination, turns the slab of the floor when the knight of the conductor leads us into a thin, dirty building.

There was a staircase. It's like a hidden passage to the basement...

The village lair I've seen so far has a great sense of handcrafting and all, but this time it feels well processed. Probably made of magic. Perhaps the area was serviced by Mr. Ryuki.

Going down the stairs to the basement and going back, there was a door. When I knocked lightly, I heard a vigilant voice across the door saying, "Well, who..."

"The assembly! Listen, I'm surprised you brought Master Seki!

"Ho, is that true!

Yes, I can hear the exclamation. No, no, the door opened.

And the gatekeeper looked at Mr. Sembri's face and Seki-like's, and let his eyes shine.

"Oh! Master Seki! Thanks for coming back! You did a great job, too, Sembri!

With that said, Mr. Sembri and the doorman hugged each other and were happy to be safe.

Seki, with a rugged face, as the gatekeeper guided her to the back of the basement, said, "How's the Ryuki?" When asked, the gatekeeper shakes his neck bitterly beside him.

"I haven't defined my consciousness yet. The wound is getting rough and the fever doesn't go down...... Maybe already..."

I could see that Mr. Seki stifled his body when he heard it. I haven't said anything with my mouth, but I must be worried. You mean your precious son......

When we walked into the back room, there were bigger and more people inside than we thought. When I find out Mr. Seki's here, they all turn his skinny face into a smile.

And keep going straight to the place where Mr. Ryuki is.

Not only Mr. Ryuki, but there are a number of injured people, and they're gathered in the back room more than here.

When I walked into that room, I heard a lot of groans and smelled strange on it.

Smell of diarrhea, smell of blood... something rotten...

In a room that makes me want to turn away, in a place that looks relatively clean, blonde hair I've seen enters my eyes.

Mr. Seki rushed over to the place and spoke up.

"Ryuki!"

If you read the name, you haven't heard back.

Mr. Ryuki, breathing painfully, is lying down.

Looking at Mr. Ryuki's body, he seemed to have minor abrasions and major injuries to his thighs. There was a cloth wrapped around it, and the cloth was discoloured red and black.

"Excuse me. The truth is, even though I have to apply medication...... there are a lot of injuries and when Mr. Ryuki was injured, I already ran out of medication. To pick up new herbs... there are many demons..."

A man who guided me so far gave an explanation to Mr. Seki, who seemed sorry.

I, again, saw how the people in the room were doing.

Everyone...... is badly injured.

Even the man who led me this far was walking with his legs dragged.

There are almost no more people in this village who can move well. That's enough to say.

I hear voices from all over the place that are made of pain and fever.

In that groan, I heard a voice calling the name of a false heavenly messenger with no benefit whatsoever: "Master Uyoli, Master Uyoli".

Looking at the voices, a crate like a platform went into my eyes.

Towards that crate, a relatively slightly injured man was trying to pray, kneeling, hand in hand. Some of them are sliding their foreheads to the ground.

The crate was decorated with dead tampons.

Turning to Tampo, I hear voices like "Master Uyoli, help me" and "Master Seki has come and guided Master Uyoli..."

I drank a snack. My legs tremble.

Praying for something like that doesn't mean anything. Even though it won't be anything.

But... now I have the power to help the villagers in their misery with this tragic state of affairs.

There is magic...