That Ordinary Mister is a War God

Bal was working out alone at a squad yard in the Royal Palace.

The alien powers he possesses are similar to and non-existent from sorcery.

Still, the point of working out magic was the same.

And do tens of millions of repetitive exercises to create a motion that is free of waste.

"Wow, Master Bartolomeus."

He's been on the move for, like, two hours.

"First of all, your health is different from ours."

Soldiers watching from afar are secretly talking.

Everyone had respect and awe for Bal.

The man who is called the strongest is not simply strong.

First of all, each of the basic moves is just a little bit more serious.

The soldiers you are looking at are of such a high strength category that they will serve in the royal palace.

So I could feel how awesome Bal was.

"Big countries can't be made in a day. You mean the strongest can be in a day."

When one of the soldiers did or said it with his face, there was a woman's voice that responded.

"You're right."

If the surprised soldiers turned in unison, there was an elf of beauty with a ruthless emerald.

It is Wilhemina, the corner of Yagami Fai.

"Vi, Dear Wilhemina......"

"It is only natural that Master Bartolomeus should be training, what are you doing?

Meena spoke in a voice reminiscent of the ice.

"When things happen, it's your job to protect them as shields for the royal family and the people, right?

"Yes!

The soldiers stretch out their spines as if they had been whipped and then head back to workout.

Dropped off with cold eyes, Meena talks to Bal anticipating the timing.

"Good luck, Master Bal. We brought you a towel and a drink."

"Oh."

Bal rests and receives a cup with a drink from her.

"Have the soldiers returned? Seeing it must have been training again."

"I decided they were close to skimming in their case, so I got rid of them while I thought they were offering"

Meena replied unbadly.

And talk to him who smiled bitterly under the mask.

"It felt more impatient than usual, did you have anything?

If anything happens, she naturally intends to enter the war.

"Oh. The fire bear went out to the village. Fortunately, there were no dead, but by chance."

I feel the anger in Bal's words, and Meena shuts up and listens to the listener thoroughly.

"I feel that such demons also need power to stay away from them. If we fight, damage is inevitable. That's why deterrence matters."

"… do you want to be so deterrent that demons stay away from villages and towns"

Bal affirmed Meena's words.

"That's right. Keep away only harmful beings without harming people… I think that's the extreme of strength, the final point of arrival"

Bal says remorsefully.

The power he has is mighty.

Unleash it and the demons will escape and never get close, but you don't know how much damage they will do to villages and towns.

That's why he's got a bunch of limiters on.

"Demons don't work on some powerful things."

Meena responds with a serious face without laughing, even though she says she was asked about an area that seemed almost impossible to humans.

"Maybe a dragon can replace you, but I don't know where you are. Don't you know Meena?

"I don't know exactly where the dragon is."

To Baru's inquiry, Meena said sorry.

The dragon is said to be the most powerful demon, and if you defeat it, you can have immeasurable honor.

The strongest for that matter is overwhelming, and even the Empire will need to be prepared for one or two of the states to disappear... if there is no Bal or Meena.

"If I could do it now, would I distribute the exorcism to all villages, and if there were demons that didn't work, would I create a system that would immediately inform the Knights and the National Army staying in a big town?"

I don't know. I thought I shouldn't. She speaks for herself.

"Right. The Ministry of Magic should be doing it, but there are limits to the budget and production capacity"

Bal told me that's why he works hard.

"I live on a folk grass blood tax. I have an obligation to continue to strive for the best. Compromise is unacceptable"

"Then let me stay with you while you cross the line. Lady Bal would be able to reach it any day by herself, but you'd better have someone to incise. I'm afraid I'm immature, but I'm full of it."

Meena offers with a fever.

"... right. I may borrow an elf's insight. Regards."

"Yes!"

Bal asked me to make her smile the happiest.

"... those two, are you still willing to be strong?

"Come on?

The soldiers' conversation was not audible to the two of them.