The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

"Yes, Mr. Lotus. I peeled it off."

When I get up from the bed and receive the small dish offered to me saying so, there are nicely skinned apples cut and arranged in equal portions on top of it.

When I look at Ami, who skinned the apple, what a smile she just says. Just knowing how clumsy it was before, that emotion is a mess. Well, hand cooking during the journey, and I knew how to improve my cooking skills. It's also fresh inside to be seen this way.

"Thank God"

"You're welcome."

And the voice is also rubbing slightly higher than usual, telling us that the girl sitting beside the bed is in a good mood.

Is it that much fun to deal with an injured person? Yes, speaking to himself inside, trying to get the apple in his hand, he feels the pain as if it was cut with a sharp blade on his right arm, placing a plate on the bed and taking the apple with his left hand.

Three days after crusading Griffin, I still won't pull the pain in my right arm. That's the same thing with the physical savings, and it seems like you could use some help going to the bathroom.

I don't think I'm frail. It's just that he fell out of the sky and was slapped by a tree branch. I take this state of affairs for granted. Now, with magic, the miracle of recovery can increase the metabolism of the flesh and speed up recovery.

There is no magic. And there's no Yayoi beside you. Then I won't be able to do anything until my wounds heal.... I guess this is one of the reasons why I think I'm weak.

"Yeah. Yummy."

Don't put that idea on your face, but say a mouthful of apples.

"... the fruit is from the store, so it won't change the taste."

Then the medal placed on the pillow (Ermenhilde) shrugged.

'Cause there's no core left.'

"Mr. Lianshi?

There was no visible change in that smile, but the voice felt like it was about an octave lower than it had been earlier when I was in a good mood. By throwing the leftover apples into his mouth and eating and chewing them all at once, he turns his gaze towards Faerona and Solnea, who are pointing to chess at the table, to clear his reply to Ami.

Behind that solnair, Miss Francesca refrained, and now it seems that Solnair teaches a lot every time he moves a pawn. Having been taken Francesca, Mululu looks down on the streets of Merdiole with his hips down to the window pier rubbing his eyes like he was asleep. I am not anxious to watch because it won't fall because it is about him, but it is not reassuring for me to sit in a chair. … no matter how many times I say it, I say it because I'm bored.

What a peaceful sight. Without a scratchy, bandaged man like me in the room where those people are. Now if I had bandaged up to my face, I would be a complete mummy man.

... Although there is no such thing as a mummy man in this world.

"Hey, Mululu. You want some apples?

"Yeah."

When I offered the small plate to Mululu, I took the largest and most severed of the remaining apples and ate them all at once in one bite.

He's a decent guy, he swells his cheeks and turns half an eye to Mulu, who eats.

"You're behaving badly."

"It's alright. I've only seen the range"

"I don't think that's a problem."

"... Ermenhilde and Aya were also watching"

When you still say that with a relaxed voice that looks sleepy, Mululu turns his gaze out the window again. Is the tail shaking slowly and loudly out of the joy of eating apples, or out of the embarrassment of being seen with a big mouth open?

Either way, the way I said it earlier, it would be more embarrassing for both of us to see it than for me.... As a girl, it makes me feel like I'm doing something wrong, but I'm not supposed to be.

"Why don't you eat Ami too?

"Yes, then, one"

Ami, like that, picked the apple she cut herself with one finger and ate about a third of it with her mouth open small. When you realize what I'm looking at, you turn away in a panic, but I think this would be the natural reaction of a girl.

How much time would you have spent doing that? Whether the battle between Faerona and Solnea is over or when you start cleaning up chess pawns, Mululu also starts to work.

It's been like this for the last few days.

I've been pointing to chess in this room all morning, and Ami or Miss Francesca will be my opponent. When the chess paragraph, he now faces the guild to work until the evening.

It's like being an adventurer in this commercial city (Merdiole).

"Okay, Mr. Lotus. We'll come out a little..."

"Oh, come on. It's like being impotent and not getting hurt."

"Not as impotent as a range."

"Must be."

When I flaunt my shoulders to Faerona's words, I feel a sharp pain in my right arm. What a pity.

You noticed such slight discomfort in what you did, that Fayrona sighed as if she were frightened. Even if you know it hurts, it's something you do with your daily habits.

"Dear Hermenhilde, Mr. Solnea. Regards, Master Range?

"I know. Francesca."

"... don't get sad if you don't have that much credit"

Because it's a range.

"You're so worried, I'm a happy man."

I took the apple and everyone laughed at me as I twisted. I don't think I'd be nervous about the Alliance's work right now, but my shoulders seem to be losing strength so often.

That's how I drop everyone off, and as soon as I do, the inside of the room gets quiet. I don't have anything to talk about when I'm sleeping, and that's the same with Elmenhilde. Solnea is not a talking personality from herself.

Then I only have enough to do to enjoy the way the wind that enters through the open window rocks the curtain. I mean, I'm bored.

"Are you okay with the injury?

"Oh, no problem. Ten days from now, you'll be able to move as usual."

Saying the same thing yesterday reassures Solnea. That's what you've been asking me every day since I became a bed dweller.

In fact, I know it will recover somewhat in ten days, but the question remains whether it can move as before. Doing nothing like this means weakening your muscles, and you'll need time to rebuild your weakened muscles.

And the wounds. Whatever the wound medicine is, the healing miracle served by the clergy is sufficient for the healing. When that happens, medical technology does not develop. It's easier to put your hands on the affected area and send magic into it than to cut your flesh and confirm your wounds like a surgical procedure in our world. It's painless and healing fast. However, when it does, humans without magic, like me, cannot benefit from miracles, and in this way they can only wait for the wounds to heal on the bed.

For me, a miracle of recovery can only have a slight effect on pain relief. If this is Yayoi, it will take a little time, but I can get it cured. I wonder if they would come from the magic city (Orphan) to the commercial city (Merdiole) because they were injured by boulders. Ami still told me she would come, but I think she will probably recover somewhat while you come......

Or it takes half a month just to get around. The way to get around is horses and carriages, so if you say you have no choice, that's it. You want a car. That or the train. Well, the exhaust gas will make nature obnoxious, so they will disagree greatly. Of course, I'd disagree a lot.

"I'm sorry."

"What is it?

"It's chess. For a while, I'm not going to be able to point it."

When I say that, I look back at this one with the same faceless but slightly strange eyes.

The right arm doesn't move properly, and the left arm is even hard to lift with a terrible bruise. Likewise, the body bruised and caused damage to the gut, and it seems that the past few days have not been able to eat properly.

Meals are just stews simmered until the utensils are gone. I don't feel like I've eaten more than tired. The apple-like fruit that Ami prepared earlier is one of the few solids that I can eat right now.

... It's not like I'm going to get hurt. From now on, I feel strongly about taking care of myself more. Well, I never expected it to fall out of the sky like this one.

"I don't care"

Put aside for a while, Solnea responds. It is still a flat voice, but it may have been a little while before I responded because I have some emotion that Solnea herself hasn't even noticed.

"If this is how you live, all you have to do is point after the wound heals"

"Well, yeah"

And then I try to flatter my shoulders again, and I groan at the sharp pain.

"Range. You're alive.... That's fine"

"Yes, but?

"Dead, though."

What would have happened if Mululu hadn't picked me up when I fell out of the sky?

Well, I definitely wouldn't have been able to talk like this. Does that mean you're going to get so hurt that you can't talk, or are you never going to be able to talk again? Either way, I've done terrible things now.

This is why the demon crusade is scary and horrible. Hopefully, I want to live in that kind of risk-free routine.

But he didn't die.

I was just lucky.

And.

"You promised, right? I'm just a man of my word."

'Is that just a promise?

"Just a promise. If you reach out to anything else, you're bound to fail to keep your word."

Wow, and it's the same time Elmenhilde exhales as he does a stretch (yawn). Even with all these major injuries, the relationship doesn't change. I'll try to self-admire ourselves that we must be our best partners. I won't put it in my mouth.

If it's going to come out of your mouth, you're sure to eat a big eyeball from your partner (Ermenhilde).

"I see."

"Hmm?"

That's how I played word games with Elmen Hilde, and Solnea stared at me. I don't even seem to be good at anything.

"What's up?

"No. If I had a promise, wouldn't Range die?

"... suddenly you're ominous"

Well, I guess it's harsh to want a way of saying it around to Solnea. It's too direct for me to answer.

It bothers me that Ermenhilde is deliberately laughing at the couscous.

"If so. Promise."

"What are you talking about?

"I have to die. Promise me so, Range."

Quiet voice. Flat voice with no feeling of emotional ups and downs. A beautiful voice in my ear even though it is.

It's supposed to be a voice I'm used to hearing, but the word is more in my ear than usual - I think it reached the back of my head.

"You don't even have to promise. I'm not going to die."

Answer lightly and sweep the apple. While the sourness is delicious, the remaining half is included in the mouth at once.

Distract yourself from your promises to Solnea while making shaky noises and chewing. I think it's a cheating way myself. I don't know anything, I don't even remember. It wouldn't be an attitude towards Solnea.

I still have no emotional expression about what you think of my actions, and Solnea doesn't look at me all the time.

"What's up? All of a sudden, you say that."

"Is it?

"Well, it sure is sudden"

There is no context in the conversation. Until then, as usual, but I'm not too surprised. I think I've had a lot of conversation with Solnea.

Are you aware of that or not? I can't believe it, Solnea, who doesn't care, just comes back here.

"If I don't promise, I'll take you to Arbenelm."

"I'm not worried about that"

"... Really?

"I know your strength."

"Hmm."

I don't care if they say so. I don't want you to look straight at Griffin dying just because he's dealing with him.

And I don't understand why Elmen Hilde sounds happy there. You're the closest I've ever seen to Griffin's death.

I don't have the strength to put in any more scratches.

"Speaking of which. Ever since you first met me, you've said I'm not gonna lose, I'm gonna win."

"Yes."

"How can you be so sure? I'm sorry, but I'm not that strong."

I'm sorry to say so myself, but I don't think I can beat any more adventurers. Demons, even if they're surrounded by multiple goblins, feel like they're in danger of death.

When I first met him for some reason - even when I was in Wangdu - Solnea was strong.

I will remember that and ask back wondering. I don't know if my memory's back, but maybe I have something to think about.

"I don't know."

'... that much I assure you, or it again'

"It's just, I know what you're capable of."

Astraela said it was the rebirth of the family of the demon god that Solnea had previously crusaded.

Do I still have that memory?... I remember being killed by me.

If so, I don't think it has a very good image. No one would have a good impression of the person who killed them. When that happens, where do Solnea's impressions and feelings for me come from?

With that in mind, the door to the room was knocked.

"Hmm?"

And the door opens without waiting for this reply.

What emerged was a hot, bitter smiling dwarf, Douglam and a gray-haired, brown-skinned young man, Yuichiro Eganomiya.

"... at least wait till this one responds"

Am I the only one who thinks there's no point in knocking? Yuichiro smiles at my gaze like that, and Douglam laughs gahaha without evil.

Not at all.

"What's up, both of you?

"It's a pleasure. My injured friend."

"Well, thank you. I was bored and dying."

"To the habit of falling out of the sky with Griffin and not dying. Pathetic, Range."

That being said, Douglam lowers his back straight to the chair when he releases the leather bag he had to hold in his hands onto the table. As always, he has a thick nerve. Well, this is what most dwarves look like.

Yuichiro, who came into the room to follow that Douglam, says no and then sits in the chair.

"What's that?

"Fruit. Yu says, is it fruit for a visit?

To do so, turn your gaze to the leather bag placed on the table. No matter how small the dwarf is, how much fruit is this hot and bitter friend willing to feed me?

Just think about the contents, I think I'm going to have heartburn.

"Thanks, I'll take my time later."

"When you get hurt, you eat a lot and sleep a lot."

It is the same theory of bloodthirsty. Well, I guess it's not a mistake.

"Really?

"Whoa. Give him a lot to eat, lady."

"Are you going to make me fat..."

"I wish I could move if I got fat. By and large you are too thin. More muscle, what the hell is that arm?"

"... it's hard to muscle."

Mumble and sigh one unheard to Douglas, who would be comparing me to the thickness of his own arm in his head.

I want muscle, too. That makes your body stronger and stronger. I'm beaten and weak, and I don't have the strength. How many times have you mourned that?

Maybe it's a treat because Douglas would know that. That made the back of my chest warm.

But I hope you don't tell Solnea something weird. I think I'm going to try one end of what I heard.

"So, Mr. Yamada. How are the injuries?

"As you can see."

'I'm not going to be able to move for a while. Damn, like Griffin...... lamentable'

"And well, that's how it goes"

Yuichiro laughed bitterly when Ermenhilde responded in my place. That would be a bitter laugh at a partner whose ideals are somewhat higher.

Dear Griffin, I'm sure you're right from a heroic standpoint. A warcraft of strength that is rare in the continent of Imnesia but normally inhabits the continent of Elflame, and can be described as inferior to the Arbenelm.

Indeed, even if you are struggling so far to the extent of Griffin, another dream of your dreams, such as treading the Arbenelm continent. No, it would be a fantasy you can't even dream about.

"I wish you would have called me when you were crusading"

"If anything happens to you, Mr. Selawi is going to be mad at you."

"Also, mind the weird things..."

"Bye. I don't give a shit."

I mouth it so lightly, I chew it all at once with the last slice of apple Ami cut me up in my mouth.

"Even without you, I was going to win at my leisure. It's Griffin. Miscellaneous fish is a better place than fighting the demons one-on-one."

"Ugh."

"Hmm. You're out big, Range."

"Extra time. It's Griffin, Griffin. Once you cross the Elflame continent, it's like a warcraft you have to deal with like every day. I had a bit of a hard time this time, but I don't even think there's any other Griffin alive that long. I can already afford next time."

Yes, Tsukuba. Yuichiro and Douglam know what I'm capable of. I also realize what happens if I fight Griffin like that.

Still, he hasn't said anything, I guess, because he speaks confidently, even though my words are only vain.

I'm not sure. I'm scared to fight, and I don't like to get hurt and hurt like this. Still.

"... so don't worry. Never mind, you be happy with Mr. Selawi."

I put everything I wanted to say on that one. I hated fighting. I wanted the power to fight, but I didn't like to fight, I was scared, I was a crybaby.

Still working hard for whoever you want, losing that person, and still knowing how desperately you moved on. I couldn't push that back, but I think I could stand next to him and fight.

You want me to be happy. You don't want to interrupt because that sobbing, fiercely familiar kid got to himself.

Yuichiro looks at me with a pocan look. I laugh trying to keep that look from coming out of my voice, but my whole body was drawn to the pain in my body. Still, it was funny, so I can't. But I'll laugh at you.

You guessed what emotion I put on that one word, Douglam laughing with a full smile as he ravished the unpeeled apple. Of course, in a fancy voice.

... By the way, isn't that apple a treat for me that Douglam and the others bought?

Well, let's not worry about it. Yeah.

'Naturally. If we all do, we can beat anything.'

Ermenhilde's light mouth also sounds more powerful than usual. I'm sure you're drawing my intentions.

Douglam and Yuichiro, who heard our words like that, only for a moment blushed, and continued laughing shaking their shoulders.

That's fine. Smile. I'm most happy with that. Whether you get hurt or scared......

"Call me for the wedding, will you?

"I'm quick. Yikes!

I can work hard if I have a goal. If you have something to aim for, move on.

That's who I am. I can fight for someone. If it's for something, I can walk. And - if you have no goals, nothing to aim for, you'll rot. I think that's who he is.

"Sounds like fun"

Seeing me like that, Solnea shrugged.

I'm sure it's my fault that my face looks slightly broken, which can usually be described as faceless.