The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

When I took off my heavy, moving, hard armor, my breath leaked like a sigh of sigh into its liberation.

That's the same with the neighbor Fujido, exhaling like tired from the bottom of his heart. The maid chief with brown hair who was letting that Fujido armor off - Angela is impressed with how she loosens her mouth.

In a black one-piece dress, white apron. Semi-long hair is wrapped around the back, with a headset on its head. He looks like a perfect maid, and the atmosphere is as strong as it used to be...

This maid length. He is usually famous for his iron skin (Temenpi), but today... or now. When I was dealing with Fujido, my expression felt soft somewhere. At least, the atmosphere isn't the same as it was a few years ago when I was in this castle. It's like I'm dealing with a brother or a child in my hand, but there's a little distance to it.

Maybe it's not my fault. Even so, I have a good eye for a woman.

"Hey, Fujido."

"Hmm, what is it?

"Are you okay with your face in the castle?

When I hear that, I turn to my face, which seemed to fail to absorb my intentions.

"Nothing, not so much. What's wrong with you?

"No, because you seem oddly close to Mr. Angela. With…"

"Ha..."

"Is it not your fault?

'What's wrong with you?

He still doesn't seem to know what I'm trying to say, and Fujido is tilting his neck. And especially Mr. Angela, who returns words rather than floating emotions.

I wonder what it is. Here's the thing. Distance, or feeling like there's a wall. Until then if you say it's my fault, but I'm proud to say that I'm still sensitive to that kind of change.... I still think Fujido and I have something different.

"Yeah."

"... that's a funny way to laugh."

"Never mind."

"You look weird, Range."

Leave me alone there, buddy. I was born with weird faces.

I feel a little sadness in my heart, and I give it back.

Unlike the two Ermenhilde and Fujido, Angela would have noticed something...... not much has changed in her expression, making her take off her tequipaki and Fujido armor. Are you saying that there is no teasing or appraisal of the maid? I don't know how far I can step in because I'm going to make too much fun of you and piss you off.

Angela glanced at me as I carefully placed the armor I had taken off on my desk and wondered how I would make fun of Fujido. There, I felt a slight mixture of shame in the cold like Mr. Utano.

"Anything?"

"As always, you seem mean"

"I'm going to take care of this."

"... ha"

Is that sigh for me, or for Fujido? Maybe against myself.

Fujido's bluntness is also a problem, but I think it's also a problem that Angela doesn't put too much shame on the table. Maybe you think it's a bad idea to let yourself out like that.

When I say maid, he kills himself. But he stands up for his husband. Do you think it's a mistake to put your emotions on the table? I kind of feel a little nostalgic watching the old Mr. Utano. Well, I'm still not a very emotional person.

I gently stroke a set of protective equipment I put on my desk, looking sideways at the two of them flirting just to take off such armor. A set of Spirit Silver (Mithril) armor. How many silver coins would it take to fit this gear?

"What are you doing?"

"No, here's the thing. Nah."

You know what I mean?

Usually I don't play with my fingers or slap them from the top of my pocket because I don't take care of Hermenhilde. I find the voice a little irritating.

When that reaction is strange and teasing, it returns a slightly obstinate, irritating voice. When I hear that voice, it's gonna be fun. I don't think I'd have much of a good personality.

"As far as I'm concerned, Mr. Yamada and Mr. El seem more friendly."

".................. right"

"Sort of."

Fujido says he's going to have a mean smile with Niyaniya all in return. Actually, I guess you're right, but as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't hurt or itch.

Ermenhilde is responding to the exasperation with that word, but his word butt is up. He is easy to understand. So don't you dare reply without denying that the grumpy atmosphere earlier had completely disappeared.

"It's really nice to meet you."

"I don't know who you look like, but the novel is loud."

"That's because the range isn't sloppy"

When I respond to Fujido's chill, Elmenhilde speaks up just saying he's out of his heart for my words. But I still feel that voice is higher than usual somewhere. Hi, you seem in a pretty good mood.

Is it because I haven't been able to do much with him lately? Or maybe it was because he used the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword, not Ermenhilde.

"So. How have you been, Mr. Angela?

"Recently?"

"It's about you, Fujido."

Laughing, Fujido tilts his neck, behind which Mr. Angela's eyes are narrowed so that Fujido doesn't notice him.

Strong gaze, like atrophy before, can only be felt in the blindfold only on this occasion.

"I'll leave that to your imagination, Master Range"

While listening to our conversation, Fujido's hand is slippery. Around there, I admire the fact that boulders are maid lengths. Because I understand my intentions, I don't have feelings for words, not for inquiries, not for expressions.

Again, when it's me and Fujido, it feels like there's a wall.

Nothing, that's not what I miss, but rather, that's what I enjoy.

"You look mean again."

Don't say that again.

I don't remember looking like that.

And Fujido still looks like he doesn't quite understand.... Is this guy blunt?

Are you busy cleaning up after the first day of the martial arts tournament? I don't have a maid to help. I wonder what you think of the area, this guy.

"What more do you do with the bet?

"Bet?"

"You were betting. If you win, have some dinner."

"Umm."

"Um, no. You'll be the first to lose, Elmenhilde."

…………

If it's not convenient, shut up.

Well, I guess I can't cook in Ermenhilde right now. Rather than that, nobody expected Soichi and the others to be the first team we bet on.

Either that or Fujido's team of commercial city adventurers were the first to expect to lose. Anyway, there is something there that is well equipped but the contents are not even amateur...... but there is something not sufficiently skilled.

It's a landscape, and there aren't so many demons around the tactical city. The neighborhood is also influenced by the demon god's family, but that would be good now.

More than that, the battle between Soichi and Masaki. No way there, I didn't think Soichi would lose against the rules. No, that was fun with that one, and I hope it was exciting.

Changes in Soichi. Protecting the goddess Astraela and the spiritual god Zeneria. It is the privilege of the brave and a testament to being the owner of the Holy Sword. Only Zoichi among the thirteen of us is blessed by the two-pillar God.

Instead, your hair is silver and your eyes are golden. I'm not Kotaro, but my appearance changes considerably. Sometimes I have a child's face (like cancer), and that's why I look like a woman. As the world would say if I were taller, I certainly wouldn't look anything like Astraela.

"Well, in the end, it was the ninth season that won."

"Right. I'll prepare the place and the ingredients, so help me cook."

"Rikai. Don't be a bum if you don't."

"What am I supposed to do?

"I need backup."

"Okay."

"No. That's it, you mean the character is too different..."

Fujido speaks out like he's in trouble for us. In fact, you must be having trouble reacting.

Surely I, too, can't think of what to look like afterwards, even if Ermenhilde backs me up with 'hang in there -' etc.

With that kind of stupid conversation, Angela finishes removing Fujido's armor. How could it have taken longer than me to take it off alone?

If you ask me about it, you won't be able to respond.

"After the tournament."

"It's kind of a flagged way of putting it, isn't it? It."

"Hey fool. Don't."

What do you suddenly come up with? Not at all.

"I'm not gonna flag you."

That said, loosen around the neck of the clothes that were coming under the armor.

Fujido is also turning his neck and shoulders with a smile on his face as to whether he suffered around his neck.

"Then I will keep the armor more responsibly."

A few maids come into the room to see if Angela was holding her hand outside the door when she breaded and rang.

If that's all there is, I think it's okay if there's one person who can help me get out of gear. There's nothing unreasonable about it, but this way, I'm not convinced? I feel subtle.

Leaving the room with words from the maids.

However, one of them said, "Read some more air," although I appreciate it.

"The range is unreadable."

"Not as good as you."

The sigh leaks as he answers a little blurry.

'Cause you want to make fun of me. Robust maid length and blunt cook. I'm sure the maids, who would have been watching, would have enjoyed it on the inside.

Walk alongside Fujido along a stone corridor feeling the winter cold because you took off your armor. It doesn't rub against people because most (mostly) of them are on their way to watching fights competitions. All that remains are soldiers and some maids dressed in iron armor helmets.

If I rub it differently, I keep my head down, but I feel like I'm floating somewhere. I'm sure the soldiers and maids also wanted to go watch the militant tournament.

"What's wrong?

"Ainya. Peace is a good thing."

"Right. It's good."

Fujido and the two of them, I squeal with smudge.

Maybe it smells like an old man to think so. With that in mind, turn left at the crossroads.

"Oh, yeah"

So he raised his voice as if he remembered now, and turned to Fujido.

Fujido stops on his feet, too, looking up at me, who suddenly stood up in his voice.

Speaking of which, I forgot to tell Angela.

"Is something wrong?

"No. I forgot to ask you to bring some booze to my room because I need to talk to Utano later"

".................. oh yeah"

What, that frightened gaze?

Put your hand on its shoulder as you are turned from Fujido to Jito's eyes.

"Please do me a favor"

"Why me?!?

"No, they'll definitely say a novel."

"If you know what I mean, just be patient..."

"In the first place, I hope the range stops drinking."

"Don't tell me that."

Remove the medal from your pocket and stroke its edge with your finger.

I'm more of a cupid with you and Angela than that.

Never have the roots of what the maids told me earlier that I couldn't read the air.

"Please, Fujido."

"But not bad for Mr. Angela?

"Never mind. I'd rather be pleased."

"Rather, I think I can be frightened."

Well, maybe so. Now, Ermenhilde has a frightened voice.

I said that and walked out with Fujido down, sighing from behind. Keep it up, the footsteps keep moving away.

"On the boulder, I think that's bad for Hiiragi..."

"Right. I'll make it up to you later."

"Ha..."

Well, if this makes any progress, you might be able to say thank you on the contrary.

... I'll have to, make it up to you.

I've been on a journey for a year. We may have made some progress in the meantime, but still we didn't feel like we were friends between men and women. Then, with this degree of push, progress, etc... well, militant tournaments, or your word if you're in a festive mood.

Actually, I just didn't realize, maybe those two are really good friends. That's fine then. After all, I'm happy for my people.

"Well, what are we going to do?"

What about Sowich and the others?

"You're with a friend at the academy."

Not so wild as to interrupt that time on a boulder. You fought a team battle together, don't you want to spend the day with your people?

I also tried to make fun of Soichi for being serious in front of the public, but that would be fine next time. Utano and Nine Seasons will be busy at work, and Kudo and the Knights don't know where they are.

I decided to walk back the way I came, trying to get back to my room. I gave Mr. Utano's name earlier, but I haven't made that promise, so I have time to go.

It would be nice to go see the Faeronas, but it's already dark out there. It would also be unrealistic to look for people in the Wang capital at this time.

"Don't you dare, get dressed"

Though I took off my armor, what I'm wearing now is clothes made of expensive fabrics, like those worn by the nobles. I feel so brittle and anxious that I'm going to break it just because I moved a little hard.

Is it a good thing or a bad thing to think too much of an adventure and focus on practicality?

Walking to the room with that in mind, I noticed signs in the room in front of the door.

I also thought it might be Kudo or Knight, but still I get alarmed about the situation where someone is in my room. Grasp the door knob with your left hand and Elmen Hilde with your right hand.

"Ermenhilde"

"Oh, I know."

Light emerald magic leaks and a single-edged knife (knife) is gripped in the hand.

When I open the door with vigilance...

"Hey."

…………

A suspicious person in the room laughs with one hand up. Sitting in a chair seated in the center of the room, on the table is placed a cup of tea for two, where they prepared the hot air. It's a good thing we're ready.

Windy, silver hair, red and gold colored iridescent (odd eye) eyes. Beauty that seems to mistake me for a woman smiles, and that gaze captures me straight.

The sun is already falling, but the lights aren't on either. Only the pale light of the Zhu Moon plugging through the window illuminates the room. Still feeling bright might be some magic.

Looking back at that gaze, I was nervous. I looked dumb and my sigh leaked. At the same time, it became an emerald-colored magic, and the short knife (knife) was fogged.

"Relax in people's rooms, Kotaro."

"You won't be able to help, Lord Lotus. When it comes to people, I'm in a lot of trouble."

In your case, secrecy is sneaky and Mr. Utano is just watching. No one will complain if they only wrap up more points and tell us the future their left eye demon eye saw.

With that in mind, close the door with your back hand.

"It was just fine. I was bored."

"It's superimposed. I'm glad we're bored."

"Totally."

"Still, you seem to be in trouble."

"If you know what I mean, help me."

Sitting face to face with Kotaro, he says so with a bitter smile.

When I think of things in The Forest of the Decaying Spirit, what to say is gone from a bad minute. I don't know why Kotaro himself didn't move while I was in contact with Knightchan looking at the future of my death. I know you helped me, but I still don't know what this wizard (Sick 2 Reserve) is thinking.

Luckily Taro brought tea to his mouth without saying anything about what he thought of me like that.

"You look good."

"You too, Hermen Hilde"

――――

I remember the illusion of being grabbed in the chest.

"Oh, I'm fine. Me too, Hermen Hilde."

"That was good. I was worried about you two."

Stuck in words, I manage to say so.

Soichi and his companions, who traveled to defeat the demon gods, call the Elmenhilde thing Elle.

That's because that's what I used to call it.

That's a long time, Elmenhilde. So, nickname or something. I was calling him by a more intimate, callable name.

Besides - if Ermenhilde was born as a weapon to kill God, as a tool of the goddess... he also wanted to call you by a different name, not as a weapon. Rather than that, I feel like I was calling you for that reason at first.

... El, and.

"What's up, Range?

"No, it's nothing"

Immerse yourself in a feeling of nostalgia for just a moment and shake your head sideways to forget it. And I turned my gaze to Kotaro.

I don't know why you're in my room, but I guess it means something if this guy showed up before me. Well, if you're just here to see me, that's what you're most welcome to do.

"Apparently, you haven't told her yet."

"Sort of. I'm a coward."

"I see. You're absolutely right."

How do I explain this to Elmen Hilde?

You were dead once, and you said you were resurrected. I'm losing some of my memories in doing so, and the real you...

... how easy it would be to say that. I guess I could have said it easier right after I came back, but now, after a year, I really don't know what to say. And more importantly, the relationship doesn't seem so bad right now.

Elmen Hilde, not Elle. Still, my journey with this guy...

"What are you talking about?

"to you... I'll talk to you soon"

When I say that to Ermenhilde, he seems to have convinced me once and for all, although it seems reluctant and so on.

"I hope it's really close soon."

It's like knowing everything about me, but I'm not mad at it.

This is the kind of guy he is. I intend to find out everything with the Futuristic Eye, or talk about the advice trick with it, but I soften the big poka because of it.

And if this guy does the poka, we'll wipe that ass.

The Futuristic Eye of the Devil is certainly useful, but not omnipotent. The future is infinitely vast, and there is only one thing you can see with Kotaro's demonic eyes in infinity. Whether it helps or doesn't stand, it is an alien with difficulty in judging.

What Kotaro is trying to say is that I didn't tell Ermenhilde about Soichi and... Er.

When Elle died. Utano and Kotaro were the only ones on the spot.

Well, Fafnir seems to be feeling thin.

"It's not good to hide things. Like me, I get unnecessary vigilance"

"If you know what I mean, fix that personality, you idiot"

"What? Mine is love, Lord Lotus."

There's no way, idiot.

She looks at me and drinks tea without worrying about me.

"Totally... you came here to tell me this, you"

"No way."

A teacup was placed on the table when he laughed in a scratchy and playful voice.

Those iridescent heterochromatic eyes can be directed at me.

"I'm very sorry, Lord Lotus."

"Oops. Too bad it's in your head too."

"And the face of Lord Lotus."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu (ese) beauty"

"Kids, you guys."

"A man is a child at all times, Elmenhilde. Especially my heart."

"Don't make me come with you."

Exhale, try to have some tea... notice it's empty, put the teacup on the table.

"So. What are you here to say, you"

"Um, I was"

"As always, when you guys talk, there's no conversation going on."

"Right. As far as I'm concerned, I don't hate this kind of talk. Lord Yoko has trouble with his temper."

Mr. Utano.

Instead, I think it's a lot better if you just stick with that story of yours.

Ami, if you do poorly, you risk sorcery flying in.

"Before this, I was suddenly rushed to the center of the Elflame continent."

"I'm just in a hurry, you're amazing."

I'd be sure the Buddha would be attacked by demons.

The demons around there specialize in forest ecology, so they're just the ones who attack you causing state anomalies like poison and paralysis.

If I go into the woods unprepared, I'm not sure I can make it back alive even if I'm used to traveling.

"Nevertheless, Lord Lotus. I'm surprised."

"Surprised?

"Oh, thanks to you, Lord Lotus is going to take care of everything."

"... what?

What do you suddenly say?

Who would blame me for the sound of a frightened voice?

'Don't speak out of your mind. Pity......'

Yeah, there was someone there to blame. Right next door.

"Well, is that the usual thing?"

"Do yourself a favor and don't let me get in trouble."

In the first place, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. That would be the work of a brave man.

Kotaro, who seems to be having some fun, is laughing at Couscous. It may seem like a woman is laughing because she has a neutral face, depending on who sees it. Of course, I'm not mistaken.

"So, what surprised you?

"No. Lord Lotus' companion. We're traveling together now."

"Ah?"

It's the Francesca ladies who come to mind when they say that... but they can't really connect to what Kotaro calls a hassle.

Miss Francesca is a noble lady, but she's just a human being. Feirona and Mululu don't know all that much about those two, either, but I don't think they're special.

As I read about my emotions like that, Kotaro rises out of his chair.

"If you care, you should see Astraela"

"Master Astraela?

She wants to talk to you, too.

…………

I can't even reply and scratch my cheeks

Speaking of which, the last year. I killed the demon god... I haven't seen him since then. I cared about that, but I still think it's hard to see her somewhere.

There's a lot going on, us too.

"Lord Lian. It's time for you to face Astraela."

"I'm not going to avoid it as much as I'm going to face it."

"Really?

"Oh, yeah. Former Pull Cage (Neat)"

"No, I don't care about me now."

Around returning to vegetables with a few things, he's still beaten and weak, or something. You're no different, really.

Still - Astraela, huh? Trying to think of her, I couldn't think well of what her appearance was like. I haven't seen him in over a year, I guess I can't help but fade away from my memory. That seemed terribly sad.

She has beautiful silver hair. I had a little difficulty with my personality, but that's why I've learned to be close.... but that was all I could remember.

"I'll think about it."

Still, I still feel awkward.

I still remember her words when bringing Elle back to life. I think I should have listened to her then.

That's why...... now it's awkward to look at each other.

What they say, not. I'm sure Astraela will be sad to see me and Ermenhilde now.

"Lord Lianshi."

"Hmm?"

"There's gonna be a disaster."

With that one word, Kotaro walks over to the window.

For adult men, the pale, glowing red moonlight illuminates their beautiful hair as they follow their luxurious hindsight with their eyes.

"As always, that's the way you put it around"

"By character."

It's not calm. "

"Listen to that. to her to know the anomalies that are happening in this world right now."

A pillar of the Creator of this world, a being worshiped as a goddess - Astraela.

The anomaly reminds me of talking to Utano and the others the other day. Activation of demons. And that the demon god's family is moving again.

Apparently, Kotaro really wants me to meet Astraela. Should I take that as a favor, or will I just poke around saying it's an extra favor?

... small, really small. Smaller than Ermenhilde could even understand, he sighed.

"Lord Lian. I'll be waiting in Elflame."

And without listening to my reply, Kotaro's appearance gradually diminished... and quickly disappeared.

The magic of metastasis. In this world, it is magic that allows only Utano and Kotaro to travel instantly.

Elflame continent. A subhuman like an elf or a continent where the beasts live. - A country protected by the Spirit God Zeneria.

"Range?"

"No..."

He leaves his weight on the back of his chair and looks up at the ceiling.

Why would the world try to get me into trouble like this? I already said it was a battle and other dust. Just the adventurer running, even though he says it's the best he can do.

I don't want to put this guy in danger anymore.

How long have you been looking at the ceiling that way?

After a while, the door knocked gently. When I reply, one maid enters the room quietly. It's Angela.

I beg your pardon.

"Ah, get it?

"No. Take this one..."

Silver tray in its hand. And on top of that, there are two bottles with liquids that would be wine and two glasses.

Speaking of which, I said the right thing to get Fujido to Angela. I remembered that, but the maid's gaze sharpened as if I had been spotted for a moment I had forgotten.

"You want to have a drink alone?

"No, well. Later, I thought I'd invite someone."

"Is that so"

With that said, make no noise and a bottle and glass of wine will be placed on the table. Of course, the glass is one.

"Oh."

And he raised his voice when he noticed the two teacups that were placed on the table.

I guess you know that no one is carrying tea into this room. Most importantly, there is no teapot. It's obviously an unnatural cup.

"This cup..."

I just had a friend in my room.

"Ha."

Face that I'm not convinced, but Mr. Angela lowers the cup without saying anything more.

This kind of nonprying really helps. Trying to leave the room as it is.

"Oh, yeah"

I thought it was a slightly soft tone, not the usual working tone.

"Thank you"

In the dark room where only the moonlight was, she smiled softly and thanked her, usually with an iron skin (Temenpi).

And the door can be closed with a quiet noise as it is.

"Hmm."

"Looks like it worked, good, good"

'Really?

"It is."

... That's the usual. Indeed.

I remember what Kotaro said, and I think so with disgust.

Trouble, trouble, the usual.

Soichi and Utano and Fujido are each working hard and enjoying this world. Then you can't let it break.

Open the wine bottle. When I poured it into the glass, I felt an aromatic aroma.

"I miss drinking alone, not at all"

'Cause it makes you look weird. Yuko and the others will be busy getting ready for tomorrow, so you want to invite Hiiragi?

"If you do that, I'll go to hell with Angela kicking my ass instead of my horse."

"What, what's that?

"Saana."