The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Fafnir woke up and a few days passed.

During the day, go into the woods to collect herbs, hunt half-fishers (sahaggins), and wash Fafnir's body.

Later, we dismantle the seabirds that Anastasia dropped, and we wash our clothes.

... I've been on this island for a week. For a long time, I'm amazed at myself for being familiar with deserted island life. Well, we've managed to live in different worlds, so maybe it's even more so now than on deserted islands.

"Coming, Range"

A rocky place just opposite if you have a map of the island, far from the beach where Fafnir rests.

Ermenhilde raised his voice as he rested his body by bringing a fishing rod with no fishing needle on it there. As I turn my gaze towards the rocks where the waves strike, some shadows are beginning to gather towards the trap I set.

A shadow, but not a person. Two arms on two legs. A head that people can't even see from a distance. However, its entire body is covered in blue scales, and its back shows a spine (spine).

Half a Fishman (Sahagin), a demon who drags his prey into the sea.

Is it about the same as harpy in terms of danger? It is quite dangerous among adventurers, but it is because this demon tries to drag its prey into the sea. Physically the same as goblins...... arm strength is above goblins, but agility is below goblins. I don't know if it's because the blade is difficult to get through because of the scales, because it's half fish, or because it's mainly life in the ocean, but the smell is troublesome.

Two half-fishers (sahagins) have placed them as traps (bait) on the rock. They are similarly looking at the bodies of sahagins.

We have a meal for Fafnir (Sahagin), but it was too dangerous the first time we dealt with Sahagin. Too much suicide, such as humans entering the sea and calling demons.... Now I think it's something that didn't die well, even though I didn't think of anything else. Just remembering makes my liver cold.

So I thought. with Ermenhilde, Anastasia and Fafnir. How to prepare Fafnir meals safely.

As a result, I decided to use my habit of being sensitive to the smell of blood to attract it. Until now, it's the same as the other day, but now it's using the blood of a half-fish man (Sahagin), not me.

That's how we make sure Sahagin comes by from a place away, then we act.

As I said earlier, Sahagin's physical abilities are never high. If not in the sea, to the extent that there is hair in the goblins. And he's not very smart either, so he slowly approaches from out of his sight, keeping Sahagin in sight, who is still looking at his fellow corpse.

"Ha."

Such a sigh of Elmen Hilde reaches my head. Anyway, you want to say it's not funny.

As far as I'm concerned, it's a safe way to hunt, but from my partner, it's terribly boring - he doesn't care about monotonous work. Besides, it's probably one of the reasons I've hardly used a sword (Ermenhilde) since I came to this island.

Pull the dagger out of the sheath behind your back and throw. The blade was not misdirected, but pierced to be sucked into the side head of Sahagin, who was looking at the body.

No screaming. Sahagin, who can breathe both lungs and violets, also has a proper vocal cord. But I destroy my head faster than I scream.

My ears are good, so even a little screaming will bring my people over.

So finally, I notice another sahagin here too. But that sahagin just comes at me, watching out for the unstable scaffolding of the rock. There's no way to attack from a distance, so there's no choice. I don't have the idea of throwing things - for example, rocks at my feet - because I use the ocean as my main hunting ground.

It is certainly scary to see the fish-faced human form rushing over here, but my mind is still slightly shaken now that I have spent a lot of time in a world where there are many different shapes: different worlds.

Set your aim firmly and throw another dagger. The dagger also stabbed between Sahagin's eyebrows, aimlessly.

"Go back."

Squirting, Dagger, who was poking at Sahagin's head, comes back to me alone, pointing at his patterned ass. Take the dagger firmly into your hand and wipe the bloody torso with the hem of the jacket (cape) to the sheath.

"I don't care."

You're always like that.

"Mmm."

As for this one, safe hunting is best, free of hazards and other shards.

If you get hurt, it hurts, and I'm afraid to die. Though I'm used to the taking of life, I'm sure that won't change for the rest of my life.

That, thinking about the same thing as usual, makes my neck squeak.

"It's just as good as it sounds."

Answer to Elmen Hilde's words and retrieve Sahagin's body falling on the rocks. This will be Fafnir's rice, but this is heavy again.

I don't know the exact weight because I don't have a device to measure the weight, but I have a physique that is almost the same as that of an adult male. Perhaps sixty kilometers is not enough to go down.

Two of them. Moreover, a body that is dead and weak feels heavier than its former weight. Moreover, it is about thirty minutes away by walking normally but with a physical sensation to where it should be transported.

Replace the corpse you had prepared for bait with the one you killed earlier, so that you can grab that neck muscle and carry it as you pull it in.

"Well, after that, I don't know how easy it is to carry a corpse."

"Isn't it good strength building?"

"You take it easy."

Well, since I'm aware that my health is lower than everyone else's, it's not bad to build strength.

While complaining, I decided to step firmly on the ground and move my coat (cape) over my head instead of my hat. More than sixty kilos with one hand. Together, they draw the bodies of half a fish man (Sahagin) who may have more than one hundred and twenty kilometers.

If this was the original world, it would be a level suspicious person who would be questioned about his duties by the police.

Even though it is still seasonally the end of winter or spring ahead, the heat of the shining sun is close to the early summer sole. Walk in the shadows of the trees and sweat on your forehead even when you are wearing a coat (cape). Heavy corpses and strong sunshine disturb my breath immediately.

Totally. Sometimes I just want to take the whole day slow.

Though I thought so, I was desperate, and when I took the time to carry Sahagin's body around, I finally saw the giant red.

"Ah."

Anastasia, who noticed me like that, raised her voice quietly. She was preparing beautiful water and applying herbs to Fafnir's body while desperately using her little body. Next to it is a translucent doll (golem) made of water. Apparently, that body is being used to wash Fafnir's body.

Spiritual magic. It gives life to soil, water, fire and wind for the first time, and serves as a doll (golem). In the case of Anastasia, is the body made of magic - in this case the body of water, the Spirit itself?

The reason I asked Anastasia, whose body is smaller, to wash Fafnir's body is because there are more manoeuvres purely available than mine. The number of hands in this case is literally the number of hands.

Anastasia can grow to the same size as humans by applying spiritual witchcraft as well... But somehow she never grew that way, and remained a small body and handled Fafnir's wounds.

I said that the other day, but somehow I blushed and got angry. I don't know why.

Fafnir, who is handled in that way, has his eyes narrowed on his sleeping beard somewhere until he becomes. Is that all right, dragon king?

"... Range"

"Hey, Fafnir. How's the wound?

"Consciousness is solid. But you can't fly."

"Right."

I pulled a sahaggin while I was sweating, and I didn't even have words for labor.

Put Sahagin's body in its mouth, wondering if that sounds like Fafnir too. As he then lowered his back to the beach, he looked blurry at Anastasia, who was washing Fafnir.

"Oh, I'm tired"

When I removed my coat (cape) and extended my legs to the beach, the sea breeze shook my hair. The coolness is pleasant and the tunic chest is picked with your fingers, sending the wind into your clothes.

They're going to tell you to take off your coat (cape) if it's hot, but it can be dangerous to expose your skin in the sun. The jacket (tunic) is definitely a long sleeve, but it's completely different from having a jacket (cape) that can also be used as a cover.

By my side, there was a noise of burrito, no shards of flair. It's the sound of Fafnir shattering half a fishman.

The sound of scales cracked, meat chopped a thousand times and bones crushed. Blood splashes from the gaps in the fangs and fall on the beach. The blood also dries up quickly due to the heat on the beach. The strange smell spread to one side, silently looking at his nose tip with his hands.

Listening to that sound, I shrug that I'm really used to it on the inside.

"... not enough"

"Give me a break. We only have the strength of a crowd."

When I say that with a gentle wave of my hand, I get a frightened sigh of sigh. At that time, the dust appeared, and I swallowed a little.

"Hmm. After he disappeared from before us anyway, he must have lived a life of unconsciousness"

"Uhm. Tell him more."

And he's a partner who betrays me lightly.

"A bit of a range. If you brought Gohan, you can help us."

"I'm tired."

"I'm tired too."

"Then you should grow up. Like before."

"Yes, no. Baba."

Why should I be called an idiot? Moreover, it is the beginning and end of hiding the swelling of the chest, which can be described physically as abundant with both hands.

Where in my current statement did I need to hide my breasts? You thought breasts weren't enough, Anastasia, who just pulls behind Fafnir's back to hide that little body.

It's unreasonable, but if Anastasia is well, I guess that's fine.

"Phew... you're still close."

"Huh? Duh."

And when I whine, not to mention the out-of-heart, the fairy queen (Anastasia) uses magic cleverly to fly water spheres instead of screaming tired. Not too big, the sole didn't get too wet when it hit her face.

Feels good on a flaming head. Now cold water would be nice, but that would be too luxurious a wish for boulders.

"Did you just say something?

"No."

I snick my face out of Fafnil's back and squeal with the amount of voice Anastasia manages to hear. Since I started living on this deserted island, I feel Anastasia is getting stronger every day. Of course, mentally.

I did have something strong in my mind once upon a time... but no, haven't I changed much? Instead, I feel like I was overgrown when I reunited in the King's Capital. If I were to use a word in our world, should I say I was wearing a cat?

Yeah, that's not a bad personality, but Anastasia is still better off healthy. Somehow, I feel comfortable.

"Are you all right?

"Cold and pleasant"

"Shall I bump him another shot?

It feels good when the wind hits my wet head, but I don't want you to give me a break because my voice is cold for mental health reasons. I mean, how can Anastasia hear me whisper when she says she's on Fafnir's back? Well, I guess I use the power of the Wind Spirit (Sylph) to enhance my hearing.

Really, magic is convenient. Sighing with envy, Anastasia returns to Fafnir's palm with a cold glance at what she thought of it.

"But how long are you going to stay on this island? That demon king is going to get his hands on Aya or Yui next. '

"I guess. But I'm telling you that the connection to the contract isn't dangerous for Yui."

"Well, it's hard to think of acting away from Ami's personality."

"I hope so."

Either way, it is also true that we cannot move until Fafnir's wounds have healed. Now let's believe in the connection between Knights and Anastasia and Fafnir.

"The Demon Man," Knitting, was awarded an alien power by Astraela so that she could make a contract with three demons. Knight, the "Knight of Immortality". Anastasia, "The Fairy Queen". Fafnir, the "King of Dragons".

In this world, fairies are considered as a subhuman… a kind of human side, so the definition of contracting with demons is subtle though.

"No one can use magic, no one can use magic," Kotaro was given a psychic.

Takashi Ito with "I Can Use Every Weapon" Genius.

And me wishing for 'A weapon that could kill God'.

In all of them, there are holes. In my case, a weapon is probably the strongest, but the user is only a human being. Moreover, there is the shackle that the opponent cannot fight with all his might unless he is God or a similar being.

Ito can't use Soichi's Holy Sword, Masaki-chan's Devil's Sword, and a weapon that can kill God (Ermenhilde) for wishing he could use any weapon.

Ami has a limited number of occasions when magic is too powerful to use magic for real, and "I can use magic or magic that I know" Utano has the weakness that I can't use magic or magic that I don't know about.

There is no such thing as perfection. Everywhere, everyone has a weakness.

Just a little better than the inhabitants of this world. That's what we are. People in this world glorify us as heroes.

If you know the reality, you'll know that we're both emotionally driven, that the hands we can reach are short, and that if we die, we're only the end people.

"Shelfa, huh?"

Hero.

People want us to be heroes, but Shelfa wants us to be heroes again. Well, for him, it's not for us, it's for me.

Besides, what you seek is not sole in hope of despair, but just a strong 'human'. It's not like you have magical qualities like elves and fairies, or you're physically superior like beastmen and dwarves. He wants a weak person, a 'strong hero'.

Apparently, that's what I am for Shelfa. Even though there is a "weapon that can kill God" (Ermenhilde), the user is just a human being. No... no magic at all I can say I'm weaker than a man of the line in this world.

... did they like that place?

When we first met, did you desperately resist? Or have you repelled many times? I don't know where he touched the harp line of his heart, but he wants to fight me anyway - to settle with me.

Even so, I can't understand what I'm thinking because I sometimes miss it on a whim like the other day.

If you were just going to kill me, that would have been the only chance I had that I just didn't have enough fingers on both hands. Well, what does that woman want with me?

"Hey, Fafnir. Is it so easy to replace the Demon King?

"I don't know. As far as I know, was that woman the fourth?"

That sounds like the Demon King's replacement is happening quite often, but Fafnir himself is a dragon that lives 10,000 years. If the Demon King has only changed four times in the meantime, yes, I guess the replacement hasn't happened. Simply put, once every two thousand and five hundred years.

In the first place, Fafnir's exact age is a number that doesn't really athe because Fafnir himself doesn't understand it.

In that, Shelfa said she had left the throne of the Demon King. I'm sure she's really retired from what she says. In the first place, he's like a demon king because he challenged and won because his former demon king was strong.

So the demons hate me, and they don't. It is a world where strength and weakness remain in one's place. It was a diagram that the strongest shelfa was the greatest.

But the demons who attacked the magic city (Orphan) said they would not recognize Shelfa as the Demon King, who would not resurrect Naifer, and the demons are actually trying to resurrect Naifer.

Anyway, I don't think the information is engaging. Besides, I don't have enough information.

There's nothing more futile than trying to figure things out when there aren't enough pieces of the puzzle. Scratch up the hair that flooded earlier so as to switch thoughts and turn back to Fafnir.

"Well, can we put the demon king behind us?"

Anyway, Shelfa will talk to me the next time I see her. He likes to chat.

Same goes for the last time I fought. If we were just going to end the fight, it would have been easy for me and others to finish without being able to release the constraints properly.

The reality, however, was that after several blades, he left with various pieces of information. The current state of the Demon Nation, the vessels of Naifer, and strange habits. Um, there's no such thing as a knock on the neck before. That's all the obvious habits (signatures), so I'm sure it means something.

... If this is too much of my thinking, it won't even make me laugh.

'Are you sure?

"Yeah?"

"Didn't the Demon King say that the Demon Nation is now divided into two choices: kill the range or see how it looks? If that demon king's character, surely it's not the former?

"Uh..."

Well, if it's Shelfa's character, so be it. But if it's his personality, won't he want to settle with me with his own hands?

I can't say we're close, I can't say we totally understand. But he is also a buddy who has crossed the blades many times already. We've fought together before.

So I guess, even if the whole Demon clan were to move to kill me, I'm sure he'd try to fight me alone. Similar to trust, but with a blood-smelling certainty in my chest.

So the whole Demon clan and Shelfa think separately.

The problem with that is the new demon king Shelfa was talking about. I feel that you are more involved in what Ermenhilde says about the two choices.

When that happens, it's about someone you don't even know. Thinking would also be a waste of time at this stage.

I don't know his face, his name, his personality. No matter how enthusiastic you think, that's only imagination, not prediction.

"I care more about that dragon as far as I'm concerned than that. How much do you think I could easily be stronger than you because I ate my demon god's family?

…………

But when I heard that, Fafnir shut up. Are you not convinced that that pitch-black dragon is stronger than you?

"... you'll be"

After a while, I shrugged like that.

"Right."

"Dragons are creatures specializing in adapting to situations. Like when you were rooting for my volcano, you got a body that could withstand even the heat of lava."

I mean, that dragon that ate Neifer's family got a body that adapted to Neifer's magic?

- Nevertheless. He's sturdy (tough). Thought he was sturdy, but apparently Fafnir has a body that even withstands the heat of lava.... I see. If you do have such a body, you should be able to withstand the magic of Mr. Utano and Ami.

"I see."

And that black dragon has as much power as it can scratch Fafnir's body like that.

All I get is a sigh.

Because we have to defeat them somehow.

"Hey, Fafnir."

"What?

"You, can you beat that black dragon?

"I can win - I can't say for sure. Let's just say we don't know."

"You're unusual and weak."

"Hmm."

That's all I said, Fafnir closed his eyes like he was tired. That's not some infidel rotten trick I've seen several times, like saying I really don't get it......

So I remembered the words earlier.

Fafnir says dragons are creatures specializing in adapting to situations. Tough vitality, body enough to withstand the heat of lava.

If you believe that word, will Fafnir's body try to adapt to this situation? To counter dragons with the power of the demon god, far more powerful than themselves.

Look up at that big, ambitious crimson body. The king of dragons was wounded everywhere in his body and weakened to such an extent that he could not even get what he ate himself.

I have some faith in Shelfa... Well, so that he could predict what he would do... Fafnir's mood could also be predicted to some extent. That's because we had a short but empathetic time.

Power is the Arbenelm continent that just doesn't say justice. The mightiest demon (dragon) that ever existed. The king reigned at the apex of its dragons.

"Well, losing doesn't suit you sexually."

"Hmm."

Fafnir snorted when the words were not intentional.

"... what about you?"

"Hmm?"

"It's Shelfa. You're her favorite. [M] They'll be after you forever."

"Give me a break. You're welcome to be chased by a beautiful woman, but don't be such a fuss."

Anyway, he's coming after me with a big sickle in his hand. Just dreaming reduces life expectancy. Besides, if you open your mouth, let's settle it, let's kill each other, okay? I don't have any color or anything.

If you're as good as that woman chases you, you're better off talking to Kudo.

"But in fact, that demon king will show up in front of the range again."

"That's when it happened. I'll figure something out."

Squeeze briefly and clasp your shoulders.

Also, Fafnir sighed. The sand on the beach rises wide and can be chosen slightly.

"I trust that word."

"Whoa, trust me. But don't expect anything, okay?

'... not at all. Why do you say words that make you run away immediately? lamentable.'

"I've been through things that don't make me look too busy."

Humans are weak. That is because it is inferior to other races, both physically and magically. Everyone knows that, and I especially belong to the lower echelons of the human race. Magic power does not exist and it is not like you have the gift of a sword. Weak arm strength doesn't mean you can flash aggressively.

Still, there's always a scene where you have to do something. That's what you need to be a hero, a demon king (Shelfa), a demon god (enemy of the world).

The shapes vary, but the occasions I have to do something about, they really show up as walls in front of me.

"So all I can say is I'll try my best."

"Phew.... that's fine"

Get over the wall, break the wall. I can't say such a good thing, but at least I'm prepared not to distract myself from the wall. I'm gonna want to turn away, and I'm gonna stop, but - I'm gonna figure it out.

That's all I can say.

Like Fafnir would do something about that black dragon. I'll do something about that demon king again.

"Kuku"

Fafnir laughed small about what he thought of me like that.

"What's up?

"No, I'm much more alive than I was when I met you in the capital."

"Really?

I'm not very aware... but if Fafnir says so, I guess so.

Just.

"How complicated it is to be told that you are living in such a situation."

Ermenhilde and Anastasia on a deserted island, plus just Fafnir. I'm the only human being, and the human form is a salt plum called Anastasia.

There are no boulders in this situation.

Even though it looks like an island south of the corner, there aren't even any women in swimsuits.... If you want to say something like that, keep it in your mind because you don't know what Anastasia will do.

Unfortunately, you won't be able to get it done to the point where you can hit a ball of water.