The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

range, and.

Where there was a gentle breeze, she called me.

Swinging golden hair and white vale. The expression hidden in its forehead cannot be seen, but its voice is gentle and warm.

She seems to be in a good mood and has a lighter chest about it.

I think it's cash. No matter how tired you are, just hearing her voice will blow your tiredness away. I'm glad she's happy, and I'm sad that she's sad.

While I can afford that emotion, I can afford to ask for it.

Under the sky stained with sunset colors, the meadows shaken by the wind. Looking at her, which seemed like a single painting, blending into such a view, she accidentally turned this way.

"Range. I've been calling you since earlier?

"Oh, I'm sorry."

I felt like I was being blamed for watching her, so I apologized. No, I didn't reply. This is my fault.

"What's up?

And when she heard back, she turned her back here again and shifted her gaze into the sunset sky.

Would I have pissed you off? I think so, scratch my head.

Then she shuddered her shoulders small and laughed.

"Hmm?"

"Your habits in trouble. It's the same."

"... right"

I manage to return just one word of it, not knowing if I'm ashamed to be laughed at by her or if I'm ashamed to have been pointed out my habits.

Then, uh, sigh.

I'm glad you got to talk to me like this, but I really feel like this guy is enjoying making fun of me.

When people ask me if I don't like it, I don't think so. I don't know what's wrong with me. Still, I'm happy with this conversation, and this is how I get away from everyone, I make time for the two of us to talk to this woman.

No, it's nothing. We'll have a conversation even in front of everyone. But somehow I want to talk to you two, and it's the wind that the woman in front of me is looking forward to the time to say so.

More importantly, I am the 'user' of this woman. I can't even say I'm self-satisfied that I want to be closest... I had feelings similar to my appetite for exclusivity.

Think so, sigh again.

"Hehe."

A laugh that reminds me of the sound of a bell reaches my ear.

The landscape of sunset goes hand in hand, really like a single painting. Beautiful this landscape, you don't want to forget - how many times did you think so?

"Good luck"

"Oh."

And that's another few words.

But maybe the reply I returned is my first word in the last year or so.

When I am myself surprised by the words that came out naturally, she looks back. Turn this way. With the sunset sky on my back, my hair and vale rocking in the wind intact, I don't mind my skirt hanging out - Elle looks straight at me.

"Good luck."

Again, now look me in the eye firmly - I smiled so beautifully that I fell in love, I said so.

Open your eyes.

I feel like I had a nostalgic dream, or maybe I hadn't seen anything. When I try to wake up my body annoying my blurred and sumptuous head, I feel pain all over my body and groan small.

You reacted to that voice, the woman sitting beside the bed looked at me.

"Range, you're up"

The woman - Solnea - peeks into my face lying down. As the dripping brunette tries to move her cheeks away from her approaching face, she also runs a severe pain all over her body.

So I finally realize where I'm lying is the bed.

... Seems really sleepy.

With that in mind, he shifts his gaze away from Solnea, who peers in with a face where no wave of emotion can be felt, and checks the interior of the room as far as he can see from the bed.

It's an unfamiliar room. Is it some kind of inn? With that in mind, observe the room as far as your neck moves. The wooden interior feels handmade and seems convincing to be someone's private room rather than a lodging. It seems like a table that would have been installed is too coarsely shredded for even avant-garde art-like fun.

"What is this place?

I honestly ask Solnea a question because I don't know what to think.

Then Solnea, who was peering into this one as she rode out, heard a word of it and sat back in the chair.

Farlane Village Inn.

"Right."

Hear a familiar name and put your weight in bed. The village of Farlane. It is a village inhabited by the beasts.

Should we assume that this flow led us to this village inn with an introduction to Mululu, who was acting with us?

"What about Elmen Hilde?

"Earlier, Aya took him. He wants to ask you something."

"What do you want to hear?

"Yes. He wants to hear what you were doing with Anastasia"

"Oh, yeah."

I only have a very bad feeling about it, but I don't feel guilty about it, so I decided it was okay.

Well, I might say that Ermenhilde and Anastasia exaggerated... but that also makes Ami's reaction seem interesting. Now, what happens?

With that in mind, I turn my gaze from bed toward the window I can see. The view from the window is black. The book of the night has already come down and I can see that it has been a while. How long have I been asleep?

Because of physical fatigue, I don't feel like I've been asleep that long. When I fought Shelfa, considering that the sun was past Jomtien, I didn't remember anything after that, so I thought about it for half a day.

With that in mind, turn your gaze towards Solnea.

"What about the Francesca ladies?

"To the hot tub. Until earlier, we were looking at the range together."

"It wasn't funny or anything to see a man sleep on."

"Yes."

"... an instant answer"

No, I guess nothing was actually funny. I don't expect to get instant answers, and I get cramped with replies.

In the end, I looked out the window again without returning any particular reply. He said he was asleep until earlier, but when I look out into the dark, that's all I feel drowsy again. Trying to have a defect, and pain in the whole body again.

With Astraela's help, this is always the case. In a human vessel, pour out the magic of the goddess. Surely that, from others, would be similar to suicide. I hope you don't incorporate that into Elmenhilde's constraints.

Well, that's also necessary, so I can't help it.

A sigh of sigh, with feelings that resemble a novelty somewhere. And it hurts all over my body trying to lift my arms.

From the tip of your feet, to the tip of your fingers. The only thing that doesn't hurt is the top of my neck.

I know it sounds good when it comes to general muscle pain, but I can't stand the power of the goddess and my whole body's muscles and bones are screaming. I've been doing a little serious here lately, but that's not the only way to fill a year's blank.

It will take a few days for this muscle ache to heal. How much time will it take to recover from there to the point where you can hold the sword?

... and I'm going to be stuck again.

Even though I wouldn't have been able to withdraw Shelfa if I hadn't, it would have made me fall asleep... I feel sorry for everything.

Once upon a time, the opening of magic. He said he could shoot two shots at that blow that left Shelfa and slashed the black dragon. Was this a bump in the country, too?

Besides, it's also a problem that I was only able to pull Shelfa out.

I couldn't settle it.

What will the demon king think of the matter? Are you happy or sad?... maybe, but the former.

He said he could fight again. I feel so happy.

"Speaking of which,"

"Yes."

"Shelfa... where were you when the Demon King came?

"In the temple of Regenten. Behind it, Mr. Yui and Mr. Knight were protecting us."

"Yeah."

Knight may feel more like he was with me because Knights was there than he was protecting Solnea.

With that in mind, I shall wonder if it is okay because Solnea was safe.

In the end, Shelfa was unable to reach the world tree. I guess I wasn't going to get there rather than...

If you're just going to the World Tree, you can fly on that black dragon. No matter how much Ami and Takataro are, it should be difficult to stop the dragon that has been stained with the power of the demon god (Naifer) so far. Anyway, even Fafnir is an opponent who can't win with a power battle.... in person, though Hondragon would loudly deny it.

Now put away the Fafnir thing. Failure to do so must have come to enjoy the fight in the end.

He was seeing me at sea, so he lures me out - he led demons and warcraft to the Elflame continent to free my constraints and fight. Is that it?

... what an annoying guy.

I don't want to think it's my fault, but that woman's behavioral principles... if it's me at the center of it, I really feel responsible.

If Fafnir and I had gotten there sooner, or couldn't we have done something about it when we fought at sea?

I know there's nothing I can do about it considering it's past, but I still think of it as glue on the inside. I managed to breathe my sigh again.

Rot here, there's nothing I can do. I have to do what I can. Apologize to the dead, apologize to the injured... end the fight so no one can get hurt anymore.

I don't know if this will end the fight, but I'm sure it could be as deterrent as it gets. By taking Solnea to the seat of the demon god, not that dragon.

I'm sorry you're gone all of a sudden.

So, from what I can do. Think so, turn to Solnea and tell her so.

"No."

Then there is the figure of Solnea smiling in a surprisingly natural manner.

I'm surprised the other way around and stare at that smile because it's been so far.

"What's wrong?

"Oh, no..."

But that smile also pulls me right in. Later, what remained was Solnearer's face, even close to a faceless expression that, as usual, did not feel emotions.

Instead, I'm even going to think that the smile earlier was an illusion because I'm used to seeing that look. It is regrettable that my whole body, on the other hand my arms, is in pain and I cannot cover my cheeks.

Solnea does the trick of leaning her neck faceless against me in a caged mouth. Oh, yeah. Solnea as usual, after all.

Am I accustomed to a female counterpart named Solnea while I'm about to be healed by the trick?

"Well, what. I'm glad you're okay."

"Really?"

It's just crazy to be upset with one smile. Slash the conversation, take a deep breath. Keep your head in the pillow and look out the window.

That's all I can do to calm down.

"Range"

"Hmm?"

"Can I be the God Range wants me to be?

…………

The voice is as flat as usual. But somewhere similar to eagerness... I thought I heard it in a voice that would catch up with me.

When I turn my face, I'm reminded of those obsidian, deep black eyes staring straight at me.

"What do you think?

"... I don't know"

Usually here, I would have answered that I didn't know without getting my hair in.

But now, there was only a few moments. Is that because a gritty thing was born in this woman named Solnea?... I don't know what it was compared to.

"Do you want to be God or not? What should I do? … what do you live for"

My voice is still flat. I can't feel the ups and downs of my emotions.

But those eyes look at me tight, slightly shaken. Emotional swings. Is it grief that you are not willing to sink in there, or is it fear that it will lead to God?

I don't get it.

I don't know either.

That's for Solnea to decide.

I'm taking Solnea to the seat of the demon god - you know, the place of the showdown.

Until then, so that Solnea can like people, so that they can accommodate even a few emotions in a vessel of meat that can be considered empty... so that when we reached the throne of God, we could think that this journey was enjoyable.

It must be cruel to think so.

Astraela said that Solnea came from the family of the demon god… its remnants. That's why I thought so, too.

It's empty, so there's nothing. No emotion, no will - no goal, no purpose.

I was born to be a demon god. Just that's all there is.

"Hey, Solnea."

"What is it?

"Now... how come you're acting with me?

That's something you've been wondering since we first met. Sleep in the crystal, wake up... then all the time, Solnea is acting with me.

Families of the Demon God...... If you were born from the remnants of "Xuanbu," it shouldn't be surprising if you hated me. Because I'm the one who broke into the inside of a big 'Xuanbu' like a mountain and destroyed his heart. I'm the one who killed Solnea's last life.

Even if you don't remember it, it's not surprising that Solnea, born of the remnants, feels something.

Even so, the soldier is acting with me. The principle. Cause. I don't understand psychology.

So when I asked, Solnea smiled again - somehow, with a natural trick.

"Because you responded to my voice."

…………

I don't understand what it means and it solidifies me.

I can't remember doing anything on my own, even though I was told that I responded to my voice... I don't know if you felt that inside of me, but Solnea looks me in the eye firmly.

"It was a cold place over there"

That's the first cave I've ever seen... was Solnea asleep, in a crystal?

"So I missed people"

From where nothing was supposed to be, I felt magic. Something like a sign.

But neither Ermenhilde nor Faerona felt any magic or signs.

"And here you are."

It only reached me.

I don't mean to be complacent, but I was there when Solnea wanted people. Should I think so?

Or... did the remnants of my family (Solnea) call the man who killed him (me)?

"Right."

"Yes."

After all, I don't feel like it's the answer to my question. It's like saying anyone can hear Solnea.

But I remember.

When I was in conversation with Solnea, I felt like this guy was saying words like he knew me back in the day.

It may be my mistake, but I still have a better memory.

Besides, I don't know what that has to do with anything. And Solnea, who would have the answer, would surely return "I don't know" about this question.

But that's not about hiding or harassing, I really don't know - the answer hasn't yet taken shape in the personality of Solnea.

…………

Deep, exhale.

Similar, I thought. With Elle.

He wanted it to be a weapon, he wanted it to be a fight. There was no other meaning in me, scolding me for not being able to fight.

But you get inside a circle of people, you know people, you know life, it hurts, it's sad... you know death. Seeing the world, it changed a little bit.

I thought so. I felt that way.

In the beginning. The only thing I could hope for was a weapon. It resembles Ermenhilde somewhere.

It's not appearance. It's not a thought. It's not a tone, it's not a voice. It's just the way it is.

"Hey, Solnea."

…………

Rarely - no, isn't it the first time? You haven't answered my call.

"Do you have a dream?

……

"Something you want to do."

Intentionally, say in a mild tone. There is no reply from Solnea, but there is no reason to ignore it.

Waiting for my word. I felt that way.

"I'll be by your side until we find it."

"Yes."

"It's a promise... even if a sleeping man says, don't you dress up"

At the end of the day, stand aside and say, but there is no change in Solnea's expression.

You said you gave me a smile earlier...... is it still the same that you don't really understand the criteria for laughing?

That's right. At the same time I get bogged down on the inside, the door to the room gets knocked a few times. Soon after I wondered who it would be, the door opened without waiting for this reply.

"Mr. Lotus, are you awake?

That was a voice I was used to hearing. I'm used to hearing Ami's voice.

I wonder why. My whole body trembled just to hear my voice. And that tremor hurts my whole body. Yeah, I still hate muscle aches.

"I heard you talking, so you can't pretend you slept, can you?

And first, they block the escape route with their first voice.

Turning his gaze toward the door, Ami and Anastasia sit on their shoulders. Is it Miss Francesca and Faerona at the back, with two blonde heads? It is hidden behind the head of the beast (Graania) and the king of the elves (Delwin). It's hidden in the shadow of the door, but the Sui and Dwarves seem to be gathering too.

If it's this face, maybe Mululu is there. With that in mind, sigh on the bed. It's not a spectacle, and I'm an injured man.

The guys behind me, I'm sure they're amused. Anyway, I haven't been able to hide my smile. Instead, I even feel like I'm not going to hide it.

"I heard that. You know, vacationing with Anastasia on the South Island while we were desperately working on it."

"... it's a misunderstanding"

Killing a half-fish man (Sahagin), smearing him, or self-sufficiency is not a vacation. There's a difference between a vacation I know and a cloud mud.

Anastasia, who would surely have told him funny and funny, was dyeing her cheeks red as she sat on Ami's shoulder.

"And then they peeked at me dressing."

"Who peeks into your torso, badass"

…………

When I say that, Delwin, who couldn't stand it, blows up - he looks blue and coughs up.

By the way, Anastasia turned around shortly after Delwin erupted. I don't want to imagine what you looked like. I just think it must have been a serious face on the queen.

Rather, is it okay because you are the queen?

"So. Who's the torso?

"Who's going to peek at your dressing? I refuse to ask... it's not Kotaro."

"Oh, me!?

Something noisy around the Delwins, but ignore it. Luckily Taro can be seen with white eyes, but it's not what I found out.

Instead, you should be happy that you're okay with that.

Thank you Shelfa for your hard work, but more than that, his mouth is too light. I'll never forget teaching Elle something weird. Lolicon people, I like breastfeeding. I know a lot of other weird things.

"I'll write to Yoko later."

".................. oops"

Open up between them and respond.

At that time, we'll be pulling cages in the country again.

'What, that pitiful reply?... lamentable'

I sigh, too, as my partner sighs at me in the usual tone.

"I'm still working on this."

Well, but.

Can I say I'm back in the old atmosphere...... I laugh at my old buddies, my comrades I fought with, and I do fools. Made Ami and Anastasia angry, and me and Kotaro and everyone else angry. Laugh at that, make it a liquor dish.

I'm sure if El saw me now, would he laugh? Speak up, will you enjoy it?... I knew, I felt like I was about to get sighed out.