The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

The commercial city (Merdiole) is also built to be divided into several compartments, just like the magic city (Orphan). Commercial district to residential district, plus school district and harbor district. Although residential districts are further divided between general and aristocratic, many people like fishermen and sailors have a simple place in the harbour district. Is the building built in a lattice and characterized by a cross stretch of boulevard from the central park?

Now. As can be seen in the name of the city, Merdiole is a city where commerce or trade flourishes. Across the sea, elf craftsmen can grant magic to weapons, protective equipment, and ornaments, although they are carrying their luggage by boat from Elflame and can sometimes see the trade earlier than the king's capital, Imnesia. It is also significant that there are Dwarf blacksmiths with processing skills in spiritual silver (misrills).

The sun also gets higher, and one stretch (yawn) as you walk down the lively commercial district boulevard. I'm awake, but I'm not completely out of alcohol. For once, I washed my body by the inn before I left, but my head feels heavy because it is a complete hangover?

"Are you okay?"

"Mm-hmm. Thanks for worrying about me, Mulu"

'Never mind. It's just a hangover anyway. "

Unlike Mululu, who asks upward with his sleepy eyes, Ermenhilde's voice echoes in his head very chilly. Hi, he's mad at me for leaving you alone for a drink last night.

I know it's bad, but isn't it important to hang out with old buddies too? Nothing. I couldn't have taken him. Again, there are times when the guys want to get together and make a fool of themselves.

"Range. What is that?

Walking with that in mind, Solnea was pointing to one of the ornaments lined up in the dewcase as she gently pulled the hem of her coat (cape).

Because yesterday I told her to ask if she wanted to, or today she's asking most of the things she sees. Perhaps even looking at the surroundings with no expression until now, you have wondered a lot in your heart?

"Oh, that's..."

The outdoor shop has a bath spread over the cobblestone to arrange the products, and Solnea is pointing her fingers at the silverware earrings (earrings) placed in the center of the arranged products. Though it may seem less noticeable due to its fine construction, there are many types of small gems. It's about the size of the tip of the pinky finger, but it seems like the most expensive product in line at this outdoor store.

"It's an ornament. Look, decorate your ears."

That's what I said, I turn my gaze to the dewstore owner. Because all the products in line are ornaments, the owner wears many ornaments as well. It may also have the effect of impressing the buyer with what the product looks like by making it look worn this way.

When Solnea turns her gaze to the store owner's ear, the store owner, probably in his mid-twenties or so, raises her light brown hair to show her ears. There are earrings (earrings) that resemble the product but are slightly large. This one wasn't made of silver, it was made of gold.

"I see. Is that how you use it"

"It's a woman's hobby. Even Mululu would be decorating his hair with ribbons?

"... Range, that's rude"

"Because what, because"

Shoulder to shoulder with the rumbling, he gazes at Solnea, who is looking at the outdoor products as he peeks in. The owner explains to buy it, but apparently is not interested in explaining it. I still look at ornaments decorated with colorful gems with a gaze that I can't feel the waves of emotion.

"Do you want anything?

"No."

I ask if you're interested, but returning is a word of denial. With that word, that gaze is removed from the outdoor merchandise.

The owner of the store was most surprised by its refreshing behavior. I'm going to look this way like I want you to buy it somehow, but if you're not interested in me, there's nothing I can do. More importantly, this one doesn't afford so much nostalgia either.

When I said no with a loving laugh, he gave up while dropping his shoulder over there. I realized that I was unwilling to buy it here, and I got the impression that I caught my hand lightly.

"If you want something, can I tell you something?

"Okay."

When I say that after leaving the dewstore, it still returns that way in a flat voice. Exhale wondering if you really know, and that gaze turns this way.

"Should I have bought it?

"No. There's no point in buying things you're not interested in."

"Really?"

When I say that, somehow I tilt my neck, Solnea. It's very surreal because there's no change in expression.

The gaze turns forward and walks out quietly as it immediately lost interest. Sometimes it's a black dress, and I even feel kind of cold, but I don't really care when I get used to it. I decided to wonder if that's the taste of a woman called Solnea.

"Range, alle"

Next, Mululu pulls the hem of his coat (cape) and points to the dewstore. There was an outdoor shop there that was slinging fish and baking stick-shaped stretches. He's like a yakitori, a mackerel. I don't know, maybe Mululu smelled good with a good nose.

When I turn to Mululu like that, he returns his gaze to me with an upward look. My eyes, which I slept somewhere earlier, don't even seem to glow curiously now.

"Looks delicious"

"I meant to tell Solnea, didn't I?

"Okay."

'... you're all about food, you are'

"I've never eaten, so I'm interested."

Then I want to tell you to buy it with your own money. Why are you telling me?

With that in mind, Mululu pulls Solnea's black dress. It's not my fault you feel gentler than you did when you pulled my coat.

"Solnea"

"Right. Range, what is that?

"... that's cheating"

"Hehe. Sounds like fun. '

Ermenhilde laughs at me for dropping my shoulders. We walk up to the stall without saying anything because that voice sounds really fun. It seems very complicated that I feel some will in Solnea's gaze more than I did earlier.

"It's better than color, you guys."

"What, that?

"I prefer eating things to decorating myself."

You mean the range?

"Hmm... maybe not the kind of word I would use for a man"

I don't think I've seen many occasions when I use it on men. And I want to focus on sleep, although food is important.

Explain while loosening the strings (strings) of the leather bags used instead of the wallet, buy skewers for two, and I buy skewers of oak meat cheaper than slices. No, it seems silly to put up with me alone.

"Look, don't leave me, okay?

"Of course."

"You're like a sweet father to a child."

"I can't believe you have such a big child."

"Me too...... the range doesn't take a bit"

"I think it's a little bit awesome."

Is it because I was crushed in the morning with a hangover? You can say whatever you want, Chisho.

He gets silent for a while, and as he walks while eating, he pulls his coat (cape) again and stops. And answering Solnea's question goes on several times. It is an ornament, as earlier, or a highly exposed garment sold to a clothing store, or a cosmetic kind (tattoo). Thornea seems interested in what is not necessarily necessary for everyday life, but is sold for a good price.

I wonder if you have pragmatic thinking in mind like I do. A man like me would do that, but wouldn't it be a little bit of a problem for a girl to have that idea? Well, I have to lean my neck when Solnea asks me if I have the judgment material to think about the area.

I tried recommending them to buy some, but they made an empty gesture, and when I walked worried about whether this was okay, the feeling of being pulled off my coat again. When I turned my gaze to that feeling that I was used to in half a day today, a crowd had been formed in the direction Mululu pointed at. I don't know, I just feel like I'm babysitting today.

"Range, what is that doing?

"Festival?

"I haven't heard of anything to celebrate today."

There are about twenty people gathered together, and they look like they're doing something under a simplified tent. When they approached each other, the cutlets and the dry noise reached their ears.

"Chess."

A peek into the tent from behind the crowd reveals what the group is doing.

Chess.

It must have been a game in our world where Kudo made quite a few products and sold them. I heard it wasn't very popular because it's a world that costs a lot and it's more important to work in the field than play in chess. If you look at it, the men in good shape are pointing to chess as they make a dry noise.

There are five chessboards. They sit two at each of the five round tables against each other, and at the other tables they seem to be playing cards. Apparently, places like impromptu playgrounds with tents and shadows.

"Chess, what?

"Uh... yeah. I don't know how to explain it."

Think about how you can easily understand and get lost for a few moments.

"Oh, the game of moving each other's pawns and pawning each other... it's a game."

"Pawn attachment?

"Yeah, yeah. Soldiers, knights, every pawn has its own characteristics - how did you explain that?"

"Can you do a range?

"For once, I know about the rules..."

'Then wouldn't it be quicker to teach while doing it?

"... is that so too"

That sounds faster. Asking one of the guys who was watching the opposing bureau, it seems that many of the people watching chess are free to crush. It's small difficulty to hear the rules, but they say a lot of people think it's fun to watch them this way.

Besides, it seems that some people will be able to somehow remember the rules and oppose the station when they watch it. Well, I guess that happens. Even so, I'm only interested in snooping around the internet about chess rules. I didn't have any friends around me who could point to chess, so they were also NPC "Non-Player Characters" on the net. I'm quite anxious because I haven't used it in years.

With that in mind, I can vacate one of the tables. When he said no to the people around him, he gave up his seat as a delight. Thanks, Chess doesn't seem to be very popular, and he's happy to have new people join him this way.

"Well, and"

Solnea sits in front of me. Finish arranging the pawns in your position, and also line the pawns on the Solnea side, and your wrists snap. Apparently, it's been noticed that we're new here, so there was a crowd around the table. I don't like to stand out too much, but I'm going to try my best to make sure you enjoy it because the corner sornair showed interest. Even so, to the extent that I can teach you the basics of chess.

Alternate between me and Solnea's pawns and teach them what orbit pawns like soldiers (pawn), monks (bishops), and chariots (chariots) actually move. Move the pawn, take it, and when you break into the opponent's position, promote (promote) it.

And finally, if King is taken, he loses. When I taught him the whole thing, the sooner Solnea became, the smaller he murmured.

"Hmm."

Cuttlefish and a dry sound reach your ears.

The third battle while we were silent with each other. Even so, I moved Solnea's share of the first fight, and the second fight was still my win without being a battle.

I think that chess starts with how much you move your opponent as you think. Read ahead with one hand and put up a trap. Direct the pawn from here so that it moves as you can imagine. I often watched "Read Dozens of Hands Ahead" on the internet and in videos, although I don't know the boulder.

They say that chess in our world is a sport baptized over hundreds of years, a game, a strategy. If I try this way, I do think so. When I induced Solnea during the second war, it bothered me quite a bit. And in World War III, Solnea points to the procedure I used earlier, and I trap it while riding that hand. I'm an amateur just starting out today, so it wouldn't even be noble enough to call it a trap from someone watching this opposite station.

Still, it seems too much for Solnea, who is only the same amateur. I still win the third battle and breathe out.

"We lost."

"For once, you're in a position to teach. It's not easy to lose."

Still, I don't think there's going to be much more to teach. Again, Solnea is smart. I have eyes that look at people... observation eyes are sharp. I was able to remember the first handler I showed and respond to the measures. In the end, there is not much I can teach with just one hassle of research online. In that sense, Solnea must be amazing to learn how to move a pawn just by asking.

I'm sure you call this kind of thing talented. Or is it a gift (brains) because her ex is a family member of the demon god?

Well, in the end - it's so beautiful to see Solnea silently pointing to Chez, who should also be said to be quiet. While we were pointing, it felt like the sights of the men surrounding us were all directed at Solnea.

"I see."

"What do you say, you had fun?

"Yes, this is hard to win just by looking at the movement"

That said, Solnea rearranging the pawns again. That move is slow, and it's hard to tell because there's no movement in the expression, but is it fun?

"Again, can I ask you a favor?

"Before that. Why don't you point it at someone other than me?"

When I say that and take a seat, another man sits in front of Solnea. A man with curly hair on his blonde hair and a noble appearance. While meeting for the first time, he greets Solnea with a smile. Say hello briefly and line up the pawns.

It's not what I expected a little bit, but I think it would be a good idea to get in touch with people this way. The world of Solnea is terribly narrow. There are only people who can call themselves acquaintances with us who are traveling together, and with the friends I introduced in Merdiole, Mr. Utano, who met in Wang Du. Isn't it a bad idea to talk to a lot of people this way?

But Solnea doesn't seem to be much of a rider, and she's staring up at me for taking a seat. I think I saw slight confusion in those eyes. Seeing that emotion, I'm happy, I guess I don't mess with it.

"Muru seems bored."

"Yeah."

Flush that gaze and turn your gaze to Muru sitting at the table next to you. I don't suppose you guessed my intentions, but you seem to have gotten tired of chess early, and now you're sitting in a chair and having your legs prayed.

Sit back opposite that Mululu.

"I'll buy you a drink, but what'll you have?

"I'll get it"

When I hear it, I build momentum and get up out of the chair, Mululu. The wolf's tail is shaking and he looks happy. Apparently, it was so boring to sit still.

When this happens, you should move your body a little bit. I smile bitterly and throw a leather bag containing some copper coins and gold coins and give it to them.

"Me and Solnea, get the right one."

"Okay."

"It's like not wasting it"

"... ok"

Feeling that there was a time in the reply, I send it out without saying anything in particular. Well, you'll never get lost. This place is easy to understand, and Mululu has a good nose and understanding.

After dropping off Mululu's little back, he turns his gaze to the board to which Solnea and the others point. Of course this is the first time I've ever pointed to someone other than me, so it looks very spicy. The expression reminiscent of the quiet surface of the water is the same, but the spinner is completely different from what I was referring to. Instead of being confused, are you directing them?

Because they know that, they feel like they are directing Solnea the other way around trying to guide them. I can't read the tip of my hand, but I'm not lost in the way I point to it. I guess I have more experience pointing to chess than strong......

I hear that chess is a game that nobles make their spare time. We don't have games and tournaments like our world, and we don't make money because we're strong chess. Then it is natural to think that plowing a field is better than pointing to chess. So they say that the second and third sons of the aristocracy who have time to spare are referring. I'm sure this curly-haired young man is a nobleman like that.

"That's a strange thing."

"Hmm?"

"The demon god is surrounded by people"

That, has blown up into a word of Ermenhilde.

All of a sudden a curious gaze can be directed at me, but my gaze turns to the chessboard again at the sound of a pawn called a cutlet.

"You're not."

"... hum"

Solnea is not like the demon god (Naifer). Is that because there is nothing like experience or the past, or because it is the personality of a being called Solnea? Either way, it's not like Naifer, who could have had a conversation but didn't make sense. I think so.

... I want to think so.

Not Astraela, but I want Solnea to like people. Miss Francesca, Feirona, Mulu. That's not all, interact more with a lot of people.

In the end, that opposite station also loses Solnea, and another man gets to the table. I have the image of using my head quite a bit of chess, but is Solnea okay?

While doing so, Mululu put a skewer of rinds in his mouth and came back with a drink in both hands.

"What's in that mouth?

"Mm-hmm."

"Why don't we talk after we finish eating properly?"

Still don't brace yourself, you.

Afterwards, he was enthusiastically invited by the blonde aristocrats to point to several stations and by the time he left the scene, it was noon.

"Are you tired?

"No. No problem."

I feel a little sorry for Solnea, too, when I walk out, she comes after me. Mululu's appeared to have cooled the surrounding stalls while Solnea pointed to Chez, whose tight abdomen appeared to be slightly swollen.

... I haven't really checked, either, but how much on earth did you eat?

"And Mululu, I'm going to work tomorrow."

"I know."

'Right. For what you eat, it's an adventurer who works and earns money. "

"Yeah."

He seems to have a consciousness that he ate too much himself, and says the bat looks a little bad. Should I take it as a special victory or deserve it?

Still, the leather bag I was putting in the money wasn't that light, so I guess I was weighing myself in for once. I think so. Have them work for what they eat.

"Solnea, did Chez have fun?

"What do you think"

It's still a flat voice, but as far as talking to people other than us is concerned, don't you even think so badly?

For better or worse, Solnea, who doesn't talk much, was surrounded by a lot of people and had conversations, albeit often. Is this kind of mediation, or is it like kindness? Well, the latter feels like a lot of mistakes.

"Right."

"The range..."

"Hmm?"

As I look at Muru, who cares about his slightly swollen belly, Solnea groans in a potpout. When you only listen to your ears without turning your gaze.

"Chess, was it fun?

"Oh."

Answer the question immediately. I've never referred to it raw, not online, but it was fun inside. Yeah, well, it's fun to get together with a lot of people and do wierd.

Well, I still seem to be more sexually fit to move my body. I feel very tired because I rarely concentrated and used my head.

... I don't want to think of myself as a brain muscle.

"Really?"

"Next time, do you want to go point?

"If the range is fine"

Don't claim yourself, as usual. I think that sounds like a soldier, but at the same time I wonder if there has been a bit of progress in the wave of emotions that I feel slightly.

"And Mululu. You, how much did you eat?

"... Fine?

"I'd like to know how much of that is."

You realize I'm staring at my stomach, and Mulu looks up at me like he's staring at me lightly.

Or, when he laughed, he was beaten in the thigh (thigh) with a fist lightly gripped. It doesn't hurt, but that's funny and makes me laugh again.

"What are you guys doing?"

Listening to such usual grumbling voices, he enters a tool shop where he gets a big impression more than once in the shops lined up on the main street.

It can be said that the products lined up are more fulfilling than the tools stores in the King's capital than the soles in the King's capital.

"Range, are you buying something?

"Yeah, kind of."

The tool shop was displayed separately for each product, and it was easy to find what it was intended for. Chess board and pawn. I hesitated to buy a little more value than I thought, but I don't mind taking a set of them.... There are several kinds, but I think I'm the one with the price in the middle.

"... Range play chess too?

"Sort of. With this, Solnea won't be bored either."

Me and Mululu like to move their bodies and see the scenery, but Solnea has a hard time understanding the emotional subtleties.

Then I'd like you to enjoy it with something that showed interest, like chess. No one likes anything that points to chess on the Elflame continent, but you'll enjoy it enough while you're in Meldiore.

"Why don't you point to Miss Francesca when she comes to see you?

"Fran plays chess too?

"I don't know. But I hear the aristocrats are pointing quite a bit."

"Yeah."

Mululu doesn't seem very interested in chess. Well, I know that's what you did earlier, but you prefer to move your body to use your head, which resembles me. Fayrona is... I'm going to be able to do it as soon as I tell her. Rather than that, I only have images that are going to be lighter and stronger than me.

"Here."

"Is it good?

"You don't want anything."

When I buy a set of chess tools and get out of the tool store, I get it wrapped in a bag. I give it to Solnea. If you show interest, you don't say you want it. All I'm saying is, food. The word "eating" really suits me better than color. As far as I'm concerned, I'd rather have Miss Francesca or Ami apprenticed than Mululu.

Now, even with a little feminine emotion I think... but what is feminine in chess? I'm me, and I feel like I have a lot of problems with gifts.

"Thank you"

'Don't worry about it. The range is nice to women.'

"Will you stop saying that in a misleading way?

All of a sudden I walk out to Ermenhilde, who speaks weird things, returning them with words like reverence.

Well. If we had lunch, where should we go now?

"I mean, Murr. You, can you have lunch?

"You won't have to eat until you can"

"It's okay, I think"

When Me and Elmen Hilde say it in a shuddering voice, Muru returns it to me with no confidence. Well, there's nothing you can't do about it.

As usual, looking back to see if the silent Solnea was lost, he held a bag of chess tools in his chest looking important. At least hold tight enough to wrinkle (wrinkle) in the bag.

Although my face is still faceless.