The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Make a heavy noise and put the leather bag packed with today's money on the round table. To five Lizardmans, twenty-four goblins. Since not only the crusade reward, but also the equipment of the demon, was sold to the tool shop, the money earned is eleven gold coins and forty copper coins. Divide this by four, so that two gold coins and eighty-five copper coins will be earned today. As for the amount I earned in half a day, it would be pretty good.

The usual me would have been happy here. Happy, could have eaten even a little extravagant rice.

But now, only a severe breath comes out of my mouth. The problem is the woman in front of you.

King's capital Imnesia's largest adventurer guild. The Wang capital is huge, so there are more than one Adventurer Alliance, but we use the biggest of them a lot. The reason is simple: requests and information are gathered more where there are large numbers of people. For that matter, requests are won early, and rewards may be embezzled if they are not accompanied by strength.

In such an adventurer's guild, we - if I may say more - had the woman in front of us floating. Red eyes that remind the dark hair of blood or red balls (ruby) that are rare in this world. White skin by the time it's pathological and a look that doesn't bring emotions to mind. A crystal found in a cave, a woman who slept in it.

"Hey, are you awake?

"Yes."

If you call me, you'll reply, but I don't feel as if I'm angry at that gaze. He just turned his gaze on me when he called out. It's called being in the crystal. It's called being in this state. It's too suspicious, I take it for granted.

It is only Miss Francesca's spare clothes and my borromantic cloak from above that are wrapped around her. Thick clothes and trousers. Dressed in colour and nothing, Boromant. But still, I don't even let that beauty feel the shadow of a rustle. That proves the gaze of the men in the Adventurer Guild. Every time they pass nearby, they confirm this black woman by the side. Maybe he's going to hide it, but he knows the whole thing. Well, this woman doesn't seem to care at all.

From that cave to the king's capital, I really struggled. Anyway, it was completely naked in the crystal. Neither do we take the luggage that we don't need to crusade the demons. I mean, she didn't have any clothes to wear. I can't let him walk barefoot, but I remember having to lend him my coat and hunt for goblins and take my boots. Ask Miss Francesca to return to the King's Capital first, and prepare her clothes. Really, I'm tired. Mentally.

If they found out I was walking with a naked woman, they wouldn't forgive me from my buddies no matter how much the laws of this world are said to be looser than the Japanese sole. If you do poorly, you may not be able to worship the next morning sun as it were.

'It's like I can't feel alive.... you're a dead man'

Absolutely, I agree wholeheartedly and lower my back to the chair provided. Faerona and Miss Francesca's gaze at me, but from that gaze, I feel tired. Apparently, I haven't been able to get any information from this woman.

Ermenhilde is right, crimson eyes that don't make me feel angry capture me. But from that perspective, I can't feel a clear will. But the gaze that doesn't distract me... makes me feel the illusion of being peeked deep into my heart.

"Don't you dare, can I ask your name?

"... name?

"Name."

From the outside, age would be around twenty or so. Well, there's a race of elves and vampires, so I don't look too atheistic at my age. She is also tall and almost the same as Miss Francesca. With body, I'd say it's more than average woman. My chest may be losing, but I'm out and pulling where I need to pull in. I couldn't help it, I was naked in a cave. I don't like it, but I get into my sight. I think what I see is natural behavior as a man.

"Solnea, and"

"Hmm?"

Those, uh, eyes are distracted. Follow that gaze, but nothing unusual. The townships of the Wang Dynasty peeking out the window and the dwellers in motion without haste. That's all. Nothing unusual.

"Solnea, it should have been called"

"It was called, should it?

The voices of Miss Francesca and Faerona overlap. And I, too, tip my neck inside of that thing. It was strange to say it as if it were some other HR.

The atmosphere released by women goes hand in hand, as if a woman sitting in the front were an empty box in the shape of a person. I guess I'm not hiding something. I don't feel that way. I get that impression, like I'm just uttering a pale word. It's like a robot in a bad movie. Oh, I thought so. Perhaps the word not to feel the liveliness of Ermenhilde doesn't mean a great hassle, either.

In the first place, I wonder if he was alive in the crystal. A woman who lived in a crystal, in a cave that suddenly appeared. Sit deeply in a wooden chair and remove crystal shards from your pockets. As she woke up, those giant crystals were shattered and scattered. Like a fragment in my hand right now. I don't feel any special powers, like magic. It's just a beautiful crystal. Ermenhilde says that this woman felt a little but magical when she was inside.

I brought the fragments once, but they won't do much good. Besides, it's so small, it's hard to sell.

"Uh, duh. Mr. Solnea?"

"What is it, Francesca"

"... Huh?

"Francesca"

That's what I said, a woman named Solnea who points to Miss Francesca. Then Faerona, Mululu. Point at me at the end and say the name.

"Was I wrong?

"No, it fits"

"I don't know, things are going crazy"

"Really."

I agree with Mululu's words, even if I know they are rude. I know you heard our conversation and you remembered our name, but it's vigilant to react. He named us, he said our names. I guess that's the only reason I get alarmed is because there's no change in her vibe.

It reminds me of the sea. There is no change. Everywhere, flat sea as far as I can see. There is no wave of emotion, the Great Sea Plains. That must be creepy, like this woman.

"Range"

――――

"... Mm."

With that word, my fingers as thin and beautiful as white fish were directed towards my pockets where I would hide loosely under the table. There's Elmen Hilde.

"What's wrong?

"... can you hear me?

"No."

And still, he answers my questions pale. Put an uncovered vigilance on your gaze, but still no waves on the emotions of black women. Just be quiet, you'll look back at me. It felt like those crimson eyes were trying to peek inside me, and I was the one who missed my gaze first. Hi, I don't like these types. Do you understand unilaterally that the conversation doesn't work?

"... who are you?

"I don't know."

"Again."

Ever since I woke up in the cave, I've been at this rate. Why you were in a cave, why you slept in a crystal, who you are. I just get the answer that I don't know which one of those things I hear.

Feirona exhales like she's tired.

"Who it is, who it is, how did you wake up..."

Those crimson eyes lie down. Second, I felt a slight wave of emotion there. Is that anxiety or fear?

"I don't know."

Isn't that the word true? Somehow, I thought so.

"You don't know, you don't remember?

"What do you think"

My words give me a quiet voice back. When my eyes, which were lying down, opened, my cold gaze turned to me, not making me feel my emotions again.

"I don't know that either."

"... don't you know what I don't remember?

Miss Francesca speaks out her doubts. When I turned my gaze to Fayrona, he looked difficult. When you realize what I'm looking at, you can turn a sharp eye. I guess that means leaving it up to me to decide what to do with this woman. This is why I don't really like party leaders. While respecting the opinions of my fellow citizens, I have the final say.

As for Faerona, I guess I don't really want to get involved. I brought you from that cave to the King's Capital, and I'd say I helped you enough. From here on out, we shouldn't be involved. That's what I'm talking about.

"Don't you have a memory?

"Kei Ke"

Solnea responds to my words. Its gaze turns to the outside so that you can think of something.

So, the inside of the guild became noisier than ever. When I turned my gaze towards the swing door, which was the entrance, I wondered... there was a woman somewhere like I saw her.

Brown bumpy hair with no sense of motivation at all. Low compared to Miss Francesca and Solnea, but high height from average. The body wrapped in a black piece is overall skinny, but not without feminine swelling. White aprons tighten their thin, bracketed hips, creating a seductive appeal that attracts a man's eyes. Braided boots at the foot. A long flared skirt flipped slightly, giving her a glimpse of her stretchy legs only for a moment.

Are you sure you will be twenty-two or twenty-three this year?

Looking for someone, the frilly kachusha on that head rocked in the wind. This will be perfect if your hair is properly toned and your gaze firmly forward.

Makes you feel that way, not so much. There was a maid there who was missing something.

It is a maid. It doesn't look like such a nasty guild... a maid that doesn't make you feel motivated at all. I had eyes for such a maid and rushed off. Ahead of that deviant, I feel more willing than Solnea, but still a murky gaze mull.

"Do you know him?"

"No way."

With that said, lower your hips and try to escape. But sooner than that, the maid in question stood by the round table where we sat at some point. I get a sigh of relief at the same fellow cheats. Even this woman, who is not in combat, is more physically capable than I am. Even sighing makes me want to throw up.

I can only look up to a maid who stands beside me without even being able to react to such a maid's behavior, Mululu. Miss Francesca is surprised, and Solnea still turns her gaze away from making her feel no emotions.

But the maid didn't care at all about the gaze of my people and looked down at me with a gaze that I could even feel cold somewhere. If you're a man with a special sexuality, that would be the kind of gaze you'd want to thank. Unfortunately, I don't have that hobby or sexuality.

"That's terrible. You forgot me?

"I mean, why are you wearing made-up clothes?

This maid of honor. His name is Kudo Phosphorus, a woman summoned from another world, just like me. How can she, one of the heroes, look like a maid of honor?... I don't know what that means. Sometimes it's a sudden reunion, and my head is slightly confused.

You noticed my gaze like that, pick both ends of the flared skirt lightly and do something like bow. So a smile would be perfect, but the expression is the usual face that doesn't make you feel motivated as ever. The gap is too harsh. I want to tell the maids in the world to apologize.

"Does it look good on you?

"Hmm, that's a cute outfit."

"Your clothes are adorable"

…………

You know you don't look good yourself, you're not saying anything. But it feels like the atmosphere has sinked. Clothes are fine. If it makes the contents better, I can't even say it suits you.

With that in mind, turn your gaze around. A maid who suddenly comes to the Adventurer Alliance and bows her head to one adventurer.... Evil was noticeable. But she doesn't care about that. Speaking of my pace, maybe it sounds good, but unfortunately in her case, I can't read the air. I don't care about my surroundings at all. Myself and the people around me are the best. Other than that, number two. Maybe it's an easy personality to understand, but I also think it's too extreme.

At the moment, I'm the only one in her gaze right now, and I don't give a shit about the Francesca ladies surrounding the same table. And so is the gaze of curiosity in the guild. I guess it's just me and Ermenhilde in her world right now.

"I can't believe it, why don't you sit down. I'd like you to meet one of my friends."

"Friends?"

I guess that's where it starts. If I don't introduce the Francesca ladies, I'm sure he won't notice until the end.

I said that much and Kudo's gaze finally turns to the Francesca ladies sitting at the same table. Oh, there he is. It is a targeted feeling.

Sit in a chair as prompted, pointing that gaze at your people. Even though you look like a maid of honor, how is that reaction? I knew he was missing something. And Miss Faerona and Francesca are stunned by the impact of such Kudo. Even that mulur seems to be in trouble not knowing how to handle it. The only thing that remains unchanged is Solnea, who, as always, has no shaking emotions.

"Fayrona the Elf, Mulu the Beast Man. And the magician, Miss Francesca. And that's Solnea we just met."

"Oh, Yoko tells me. Yamada's Current Party"

This is Kudo Phosphorus.

"Nice to meet you. Mr. Elf, Beast Man, Mage, Black Man"

"You're no different than you used to be, Lynn."

"Human beings, they don't change that easily. I said I was someone else."

What kind of call it, I hold my head. He's as rude as ever. Miss Francesca looks surprised at what she thought of Kudo's reaction and turns her gaze here.

"Dear Lynn Kudo... you know what?

"I don't know which phosphorus, but I'm Kudo Phosphorus. Mage."

"Uh-huh?

Kudo's hand overlays Miss Francesca's hand, which was placed on the table, incredibly fast from that unmotivated look. Raising a strange voice like surprise at the sudden coincides with me stepping on Kudo's foot. From the top of the boot. So there won't be any pain, but that alone freed Miss Francesca from Kudo's hands.

"As always, you've got a pretty girl"

"I don't ask you what you mean the same, but you're as quick as ever."

"Pretty girl. If we don't get our hands on it, isn't that a loss?

"... don't say it in front of him"

"Huh?"

In that momentary gap, this time from Kudo, he tries to take Mulu's hand, which sits face to face. But Mululu reacted to the boulder and pulled his hand under the table.

Kudo sits back in his chair with a delightful face rather than being surprised by such a Mululu reaction. It is a maid of bad behavior. I wish your husband would punish me. Well, he's your husband's personality himself.

"So, what's going on? You're not coming to the guild for nothing, are you?

"I'm here to see Mr. Yamada. Call from Yoko."

"Oh well"

Speaking of which, is Soichi going to the royal castle yet? There was something about Solnea, I completely forgot. Maybe we need to talk about the demons who attacked the magic city.

About Solnea, about the Demons. I'm going to have a headache. It's disgusting to think about such a difficult thing. In this case, it is decided that there is not much good to do. If you're going to use the words of our original world, in a flagged sense.

"You know very well, he said he was in the guild."

"Oh, there's no way I misplaced Mr. Yamada, is there?

"Mm."

That's what I said, Kudo, who keeps his weight so that he can hang on to it. Raise your voice low, Miss Francesca, and blush your cheeks on your cheeks.

Such a reaction was interesting, and I'm avoided trying to drop a gen trick on Kudo, who's getting even closer. Still responding well, damn it.

"Don't play. You must have followed Elmenhilde's magic anyway."

"It's not funny..."

Due to the characteristics of the cheats, Kudo is sensitive to the flow of magic. Especially when it comes to the magic of the fellows summoned from different worlds, they say that even if they stay away for a little while, they know to some extent.

In my case, Ermenhilde is here instead of having any magic at all, so I guess I came to the guild looking for that magic.

"Blacksmith" "Tool Maker" Kudo, with several titles, strikes iron and makes tools while feeling the magic flow. By doing so, they can make items that are more effective than the same ones made by the craftsmen of this world. For the person to say.

I don't know much about it because I don't have the knowledge to make weapons or items, but the artisans I know say the way they are made is similar to Dwarves and Elves. In other words, a smelting technique similar to Dwarf, a magic conferring technique similar to Elf. And then, originality as a human being in another world. That's what Kudo seems to have. When I was traveling, I remember making bombs and poisonous and noisy things.

"Do we break it up here today?

"Oh, will you"

Nodding at the words of that Faerona. If Utano's calling, we'll have to go. She rarely calls me for personal use.

I exhale deeply, hoping it's no trouble. Finally, I'm going to talk to you about Solnea. She sleeps in the crystal and says she has nothing but a name. Again, I'm too suspicious no matter what you think.

"Anything?"

……

Kudo's gaze turns to Solnea in a gap that took his eyes off for a moment. But Solnea's reaction remains the same. A voice that doesn't make you feel emotional. Crimson eyes as if nothing was pictured. I don't know what you thought of that, Kudo stands up like you lost interest right away.

"I'm on my way."

That's all I have to say and get out of the guild. I can't forbid sympathy for those guild men who follow Kudo's hindsight with their eyes. He likes women better than men. Plus, Kudo has the ideal hurdle. Even though it's an attitude that doesn't make you feel motivated at all, there are so many things you want from them. That's the kind of woman he is. If I were to go out with you, I'd say you have a pretty troublesome personality. The kind of guy Sole finds out and goes out with, I just think he's the good guy or the owner of a special sexuality.

But I think it's rare. Turn your gaze to Solnea. Eyes that don't photograph emotions, expressions that don't float anything. Subtracting that, ten out of ten would say that this woman is a beautiful woman. I lean my neck against Kudo, who didn't approach Solnea anything like that. No, I guess that's good for Solnea.

"I'm sorry. I'm gonna go a little bit because I can use it."

"No, never mind"

"Rewards"

"Oh, let's just split it up"

That said, divide today's reward between the four of us. And I'll split a piece of gold from my earnings and give it to Solnea.

"So buy some clothes. I'll get my coat later."

…………

"Hey, I owe you..."

"You don't have to worry too much. All you have to do is make money."

"... if they find out, they'll be scared later."

Solnea, who was so told, looked behind the gold coins and at the tables in various ways.

"It's gold. So I shop."

"Really?"

"Don't you even know that..."

To that word, I hold my head. So did Mululu, but I was wondering if I had to teach him again from the use of gold. When I turned my gaze to Miss Francesca, she nodded with a troubled smile.

"I'm sorry, but if you seem to have time, take care of him."

"Yes."

Finally, send your sights to Faerona and ask them to monitor Solnea. I wouldn't be too keen on it, but goodbye here, because I don't feel well. Besides, there are too many mysteries for this woman who named herself Solnea.

He smiles bitterly and nods at my gaze like that. He is a trustworthy companion around communicating without speaking.

"And. If you want to rent an inn, let me know about it later. I'm worried you'll disappear in that state."

"Okay."

Say something like that and stand up. Actually, I'm asking the Francesca ladies for something like surveillance.

Fayrona, who was aware of the matter, was clapping her shoulders with a troubled look. That's all I care about.

Put today's reward in the leather bag replacing your wallet and exit the guild. Again, I feel the jealous mixed gaze of the men. Not that kind of relationship at all. Mostly, even Faerona would be a man. Why do you keep staring at me?

Going outside with that in mind and distracted, Kudo was waiting by the entrance. Was it even a numb, surrounded by a few men?

…………

…………

Confirm such Kudo only for a moment by the side. And walk out pretending not to notice it. Then, Kudo was through the siege of the Napa men in Kudo. It's a big deal. If you get lost, you'll be surprised at the maid who suddenly disappears from your sight. You're wasting your flesh's otherworldly correction, I don't have to think.

"It stinks. Help me, hero."

"That would be a pain in the ass. And who's the hero? I wouldn't do anything embarrassing like that."

"You did it before."

"Before."

You know, youthful or something. Yeah.

"... you look alike once in a while, you guys"

Listening to Elmenhilde's sighing voice, I wonder if it would be. I don't think I'm as unmotivated as Kudo.

Not as rap as I was talking to the Francesca ladies, exhaling into her natural voice. Cat coverings, or something. When a beautiful woman is not around, she feels better. You make fun of me when it's in front of Utano or Ami, and when you're not, you get your hands on the girl. When there is no one around, I sloppy at my own pace. What a difficult character to handle. That hasn't changed at all since a year ago. Well, I don't even think human personality will change in just one year.

"More than that."

Such Kudo still talks to me in a voice that doesn't make me feel motivated. As far as I'm concerned, I'm worried about the gaze around me. Maid and adventurer. Evil still stands out.

"That brunette. Who?"

"I don't know. I met him today. He said his name was Solnea."

Or I should have introduced you. I guess I only heard half the talk.

"Phew."

'Did you feel something?

"Come on."

I hear it from myself, and it tells me that I don't seem interested. There was a lot to say about that attitude, but Kudo gives up being that kind of person. If you can't handle it like that, you're just tired.

"More than that, why are you wearing made-up clothes?

"Because it's easy to move, and it's okay to get dirty. Also, the wrinkles (wrinkles) are not noticeable even if you sleep with them on."

It is an answer with no dreams or hopes. After all, I want to tell the maids in the world to apologize.