The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Oops.

The wind strokes his cheeks and greatly disrupts his neat hair. There was nothing special about it, but the wings of its wings rocked heavily the trees that grew as it stormed like a typhoon.

Looking at the state of it from a far higher place, the earth draws closer step by step. No, we're going down to the ground.

The trees shake heavily, and the birds and beasts rush away. Watching from above, the crimson giant finally unloaded his body to the ground.

".................. ahhh"

At the same time, the crimson giant dragon - Senior Francesca, whose back was visible on Fafnir's back - raised a voiceless scream. It doesn't seem like you're bad at heights, but you seem more nervous about your first experience of riding a giant dragon's back than you need to be.

Mululu, who mops the back of such a senior Francesca, is the cool face of the usual, as is Mr. Faerona, who was also at the rear of the line.

"Hmm. Should I have flown a little slower?

Fafnir says with a heavy voice that sounds like a thunderbolt to the bottom of his belly. Worried voices are gentle for the king of dragons to say, and he only loosens his mouth and laughs without speaking to his voice.

Magic softens the air like cotton and jumps off the back of Fafnir. There's nobody around, but when I hold my skirt down so I can't wind up and jump, a soft feeling takes me as I imagined.

Mr. Fayrona to imitate me like that, but Mululu keeps jumping. At the end of the day, he was a senior Francesca, and this one jumped while holding onto his skirt just like me.

"Thank you, Fafnir"

"Never mind."

"Heh heh... my coat was in the corner and I made a pretty crown for you. I'm sorry."

"- You're being mean, Aya."

When I told him to tease him, the king of the dragon, knowing his sincerity, missed his face with a troublesome odor. But its heart will be lit, not troublesome smells.

I love Fafnir. I love Knight and Anastasia, but I also love Fafnir. Its fafnir is the king of dragons. who stand at the apex of the dragon. The strongest corner of the world is quite frightening from the surroundings.

That's right. Wing wings have stormy storms, and their exhales burn the earth down in an instant. He has no arms because he is a pterosaur, but his toenails smash rocks and his fangs even bite an orga.

Something's wrong with not being scared... even though it seems like we're not scared would be misunderstood as weird. As for the sweatshirt, they want the people around them to get along better with Fafnir.

Seems to be doing a lot of hard work for this, and earlier I was trying to coordinate Fafnir with flowers to be liked by the children of subhumans and beasts.

Well, yeah. The direction is array, but the effort is well understood. That's the direction, though.

And Fafnir, who knows what the consequences will be, said that we are lucky enough to gather what we need to meet with the Spirit God (Zeneria), and that it is rarely a means of mobility from ourselves.

... Really, you say you've been gentler or softer since a year ago? I used to drink it and make my knit cry.

If that happens, it's a big fight with Anastasia and Knight.

"Are you okay, Senior Francesca?

"Yes.... Thank you, Master Fafnir"

Senior Francesca bows her head to Fafnir while her feet still flutter as to whether she has settled down with her back moistened by Mulu.

Likewise, Mr. Faerona and Mululu thanked him for carrying him with their heads down.

"... because I wanted to get away from Yui a little too. Never mind."

I blurt out, but I guess that's because I'm not used to being thanked by anyone but us.

Thinking about it, these kinds of responses from Fafnir are cute too. To counter the black dragon the other day, its appearance is very different from what we know of Fafnir.

The body became larger than once, and the body's verses evolved into sharp, angular shapes (forms). More aggressive and ambitious than before. I guess if you can look at it with those eyes, you'll get intimidation that makes your heart eagle, but now your face is being shifted away by embarrassment is it the effect of the hard work your knit has done this past year?

I really think this dragon looks good for human odor behavior.

"Hmm. More than that, just hunt out the demons. Neither am I. I'm not as free as I've been waiting."

"Yeah, I'll be done in a minute."

You felt my insides, don't bluff again. While I say I'm not free, I still laugh funny and small around waiting for me again.

Once I exhaled loudly at the end of the story, I remained silent. Well, you'll pretend you slept. I feel like Mr. Lotus somewhere in this place. He's good at shifting the subject away from the light.

"Well, let's go."

Off the gaze of such a fafnir, I see the Francesca seniors. It would otherwise take a few days to walk from the foot of the world tree to this point, but it wouldn't take half a day if they carried it with Fafnir's wings.

Again, it's much faster to fly through the sky than to walk in the woods.

What's more, you're surprised that Fafnir showed up, and the beasts and other demons who should have been on guard have escaped. You'll soon be able to find a giant monkey (Ape). That demon will never escape from his dwelling, no matter how dangerous it may be. I think that habit doesn't change whether the other person is a dragon or not......

"Has Mululu ever hunted an ape?

"Yes, with your father, but..."

"Then you'll be okay."

"Yeah."

Nothing, Ape doesn't have any special abilities. It doesn't look bad or smell terrible, but that race is a giant monkey... just say monkey, I'm used to fighting in the woods.

I'm sure it will be more than Muru, the beast man. I guess that's why Lotus is worried that it's just us - it's not the first time I've fought Ape, and I've had more experience than that. I don't know what it's like to be treated like a child forever...

"Okay."

One temper and step into the woods. The high temperatures of the Elflame continent soothe the heat considerably just by entering the shadows of the forest. I was feeling the wind while being transported to Fafnir, but I still feel the temperature rise quickly when I put my foot on the ground.

It's cool enough for us to just go in the shadows and feel good. It has been about a month since I came to this continent. A little Francesca senior accustomed to the heat, but the look was visibly soothing as to whether he still felt calm about this coolness.

"So, what do we do now?

"Nothing in particular. If you approach the address, a male will appear from the other side."

"Really?

"Yes."

Ape has a clearly divided role in female males. Males protect their dwellings, and females raise their children at their dwellings. What I like about Spirit God (Zeneria) is the flesh of the male. I especially like the tail...... Apparently.

Apparently, it's because it's Mr. Lotus who told me. The people who live on this continent offer a whole bunch of apes, but it seems that the Zenellians eat them from their tails. When it comes to Lotus, he says that Zeneria has character first from what he likes.

Really, I think that kind of place is someone who looks closely at it.

Well, aside from that.

"And there's only one person to kill. It's hard to carry, and Ape is a Zeneria-like favorite, so if you get it randomly, it's a little..."

"You don't seem very good to the beasts and the subhumans"

"I see. Even if it's a demon, it's not a good opponent to kill too much."

"Ape in particular, right? On this continent, we are basically opponents we should not be dealing with, except when we ask the Zenerians."

It's also because they're not attacking us from the other side. That's not the case if you get into the territory, but no one makes such a danger because everyone knows where Ape lives.

"Master Zeneria likes male apes, so take one of them"

"You're gonna trap me?

"No. I will fight and defeat you from the front"

"... are you okay?

Senior Francesca, who doesn't know what kind of demon Ape is, asks. That should be the same for Mr. Fayrona, but this guy is still calm.

I don't know if that's just not on my face, or if I'm calm to the inside, but that's the only way people don't panic this way. This one calms me down.

"It's okay. If it's just one, I can take it down alone"

"It is. But not if I can't do it alone too much, right?

"Yeah."

When Mululu told him to boast somewhere, he stroked that tender looking gray hair as Senior Francesca combed it with her hands. To Mululu, who delightfully narrows his eyes, Mr. Faerona is also slightly loosening his eyes and grinning on his cheeks.

The trick is really cute and I know exactly how Lotus feels about baking a lot of care.

Well. As a result, Mr. Graania misses a lot, or is coldly embellished by Mululu... well, girls of all ages are often like that.... Me too, when I was about the same age as Mululu, I hit Mr. Lotus cold.

I remember when I was just summoned to this world, and I feel nostalgic.

And Mr. Lotus... I've walked around in the woods of the Elflame continent with everyone. It's a struggle because Anastasia and Fafnir weren't among us yet back then. Mr. Delwin and Mr. Graania were hostile as leftovers, and no maps. I didn't know how to walk in the woods.

"Are you okay, Senior Francesca?

"Ah, yes. I was going to get used to it... but it's still hot when you walk in the woods"

Saying so, finger-picking the chest blouse protected by the breast, I pull it to let in the wind. Each time, excessively shaky skin tones get into view, but don't worry.

Just, uh... Though a severe sigh has leaked. Seeing me like that, Mr. Faerona gave me a cheeky grin just to loosen her mouth slightly. When I notice that gaze and somehow get out of sight, my gaze matches with that of the unsure senior Francesca and he smiles at me.

... sigh again. Then the senior, not knowing how I had exhaled, was a little panicked.

We can't even lower our drinks about it, but as we walk lightly, we realize that some signs surrounded us. The three of them seem to have noticed, and as soon as I stop my legs, I'll be on guard around them.

Then a heavy bass roar, as if it were going to sound to the bottom of your belly.

A giant monkey (Ape), about three meters tall, appeared from the bush (Kusamura). The number is one, but the signs are - I wonder if there are four more.

Raise the voice of the war as you slap your chest with a giant fist, just like its height. The figure is the gorilla itself in our world. If there's a difference, is that huge?

Covered in brown body hair, those eyes are filled only with hostility towards us that approaches our dwellings. Because you don't live in contact with people, or your lacking and fierce character in alertness to external enemies. When you look away, you fly gently to the trees, and that giant is the physical ability to pack your time with quick movements on your back. It can be said to demons living in the Elflame continent in general, but they are familiar with how to fight because it is a forest covered place. They attack not from the front or left or right, but also from the top. It would be a less familiar way of fighting in the flatlanded continent of Imnesia.

Senior Francesca feels breathtaking signs behind the giant monkeys appearing in the thin darkness of the forest. One step, Mr. Fayrona, who pulled out his sword before me, and Mululu, who had his tips covered with white body hair from the elbows of both arms, stretched out his sharp nails and prepared himself for combat.

"... go up"

Squirting, Mululu scaffolds the trunk of the tree and cleverly kicks up the great tree.

Following it, the giant monkey also climbed up as he grabbed the trunks and branches of the trees with their huge arms. In the dim woods, giant monkeys covered in black body hair are difficult to follow with their eyes, but on the contrary, mululu dressed in white outfits are easy to spot.

When you scaffold a tree trunk and meet a few times, you leave. I don't feel endangered by the way it fights, and I can predict in anyone's eyes that a few more matches will capture the movement of Ape.

"I knew Mululu could move, but it's amazing to see it again"

Mr. Fayrona tells him to squeal.

Sure, I think. I know how much the beast man's physical abilities are, but it would be rare for a beast man to move as much as he can at the age of Mululu.

Even if she is the daughter of the head of the Beast Man (Mr. Graania), that physical ability stands out. A little more growth and experience will make you a warrior who can retain his name among the Beasts.

Whenever both arms are flicked up to their elbows covered in pure white body hair, the scream of a giant monkey (ape) rises.

Don't be alarmed.

That's what I said, Mr. Fayrona, looks around as he re-grips his sword. Unnaturally, the bushes shake and some signs sting the skin.

The other Apes would have stopped by the sound of the drumming done earlier by the giant monkey (Ape). In a hurry, Senior Francesca pulls the Spirit Silver (Mithril) short sword out of her sheath.

"Mulu is..."

"You'll be fine. It didn't look very unusual, but I'm probably just tense."

When Senior Francesca worries about Muru, who is dealing with Ape by herself, Ms. Faerona mouths the exact answer. Maybe he's motivated because Lotus tells him to ask for us before he leaves.

The expressions, tricks, and attitudes don't seem the same as usual, but Mululu is motivated today. That's what Mr. Faerona seemed to feel, too.

With that in mind, I also pull the Spirit Silver (Mithril) liturgical sword out of my waist. When I put magic into it, the elf letters floated lightly as I was illuminated by the golden magic light on my silver body.

"Senior Francesca. Take a good look."

"Yes."

I think she's greedy.

Being younger, he also snorts honestly at what I say and tries to make the information he sees with his own eyes his own at all. Lotus told me you have less magic, but what you need most for witchcraft is not the strength and weakness of magic, but imagination and concentration.

The power to imagine fantasies and the concentration that can be clearly imagined in any situation.

Sorcerers concentrate on cultivating magic so that Lianshi and Soichi can concentrate on killing it. Whatever the difference between swords and witchcraft, it is difficult to sustain concentration in battle.

Senior Francesca has imagination and concentration, even with less magic. That would be a definite talent as a magician.

With that in mind, I turn my gaze to the unnaturally swinging bushes.

The number is two. I'm not showing up to hasten this one, but I can tell by the signs that it's a magical flow.

The sorcerer must be sensitive to the flow of magic. The strength and weakness of the magic they are trying to unleash due to how much magic they are working out, predicting behavior… If the wavelength fits, even the flow of thought can be read.

I don't even know the thought of Ape on the boulder, but I can tell from the magical reaction that flows in its body that it is accumulating strength in its body to fly this way.

While anticipating that action, I also work out my magic powers again.

Previously, he would have expressed aggressive magic and blown up the aipes coming at him with force.

My magic would have blown two apes, even a small, palm-sized magic bullet - and a strip centered around the ape. But he did not do so, and poured his refined magic into the liturgical sword of the Spirit Silver (Mithril), and he saw the sword on his cane and protruded it to the ground.

Imagination of my magic spreading from a protruding sword to this surrounding land. The trees that touch my magic are manipulated to my will and become hands and feet to bind my enemies.

The moment I thought about it, two apes popped out of the bush, cutting a paralysis on me that didn't leave my sword slightly motionless with it sticking out.

As two giant monkeys, about three metres long, fly in momentum, it will certainly be a moment of fear. However, it also does not disturb the focus, and imagines (creates) light magic.

"Tie it up."

A word.

Whimpering like a spell, the twigs and roots of the surrounding plants intertwine into the flying ape to seal the motion. Both hands and feet in large letters, and even on the neck and torso. If you are entangled in the whole body, it is not something you can get out of, no matter how much the ape is a monster. My magic is pouring into the more tangled twisters, making them much tougher than the usual sauce.

Shortly afterwards, another two jumped out of the bush, turning behind them.

But the two also flex and fly the branches of a tree as thick as the arms of an ogre as a whip.

Ape blows up with screams, but stays in position in the air with that momentum. However, the moment I stepped down to the ground in a position, Mr. Faerona put up a bow and turned the arrow at an incredible speed, even in my eyes.

"Phew."

As it was, the arrow, unleashed without any hesitation, shot through Ape's right knee. As it is, one returns his heel and escapes as he crosses the branch with his arm.

The other one gets his limbs restrained by the grass crawl. The spread is thinner than the sole I did, and the restraint is sweeter. But enough to stop the movement for even a moment.

Ape waves her arms wide in an attempt to pull a thousand of those restraints, and at that moment I restrain her anew.

"Ah."

At the same time, an ape, whose entire body was slashed and torn apart with sharp nails and his neck heavily broken, fell as it involved a branch of wood,.

Conversely, Mululu, who descended while scaffolding a tree branch, raises a distracted voice. Then I saw the three of them restrained with a sleepy look that seemed somewhere dissatisfied...... but not very different than usual.

"... ha"

And sigh.

I guess I didn't mind knocking out Ape while I was away, even though I was strained.

On such Mululu's head, Mr. Faerona lays his hands on it.

"Thank God."

"Yeah."

You're close, he said. Smiling at those two, I walk over to the two in captivity.

"Mr. Francesca. A little good, sir?

"Yes."

When I call, Mr. Francesca also walks over to the captive Ape.

"I don't know if I can use it, but I don't think it would hurt to remember"

"Huh?

"This detention. Wrists and ankles, knees on elbows. And shoulders, neck and torso. Demons with hands and feet are little different from human and moveable joints -"

If you want to shake your arm, you can put your strength from side to elbow, and into your fist. Then if you restrained that elbow and wrist, you can't shake your fist.

Same thing as trying to move your legs. Strength passes from hip to knee to foot.

If we restrain that fulcrum, and later hold it down even on the torso and neck, the forward will not move. It would be a sharp nailed finger that you can untie, but if you restrain that finger too, you're powerless.

While explaining, bind each of the five fingers of the ape with a tweezer. This is perfect. No matter how powerful Ape is, he can't escape this restraint.

"This way, theoretically, any demon can be completely restrained as long as it's human"

…………

I guess the reason I don't get a response is because I don't really understand it.

This world is a world dawn in battle, but it is still neglected by the structure of the human body. That is the effect of the underdevelopment of medicine and, instead, the development of witchcraft, which I said was a miracle of recovery.

So explaining it's a joint doesn't really make you understand.

But. If you're a less magical Mr. Francesca, there's no harm in knowing. This man is the opposite of me, but he is also like me.

Me destroying my surroundings because I'm too powerful. I have to figure out how to use magic because I'm too weak, Mr. Francesca.

Then it's not a bad idea to teach this kind of restraint technique as one of the means.... it depends on this guy's efforts to use it.

"Thank you"

When you bow carefully, you're embarrassed and out of sight.

I'm used to it, but I'm a little bad at being thanked straight this way. That's more beautiful than me, older... well, bigger breasts, too.

……

Huh. Ape, who strayed from his gaze and detained him with senior Francesca, appeared in his sight.

If that's all, I don't have any particular idea... the color of those eyes. Unlike the Ape I know, red eyes and gaze overlapped.

Walk over to that Ape.

Although it is a reaction that can be described as a wild beast itself that exasperates and summons hostility -.

"What's wrong with you?

What is the discomfort I felt?

When I shut up without being able to say anything that could be called intuition, Mr. Faerona calls out on my back like that. Are you still turning arrows on your bow because you're still in the territory of Ape?

So I realized who the discomfort was.

An ape that got away with being shot with an arrow and still this one that came this way.

Ape is sensitive to pain, either because she has less contact with external enemies. Even a little pain makes me run away more surprised than I need to.

It should be, but this one didn't run away. When I'm concerned about it, I notice the color of my eyes next. Normal apes have dark brown eyes, but the apes in front of them are bloody crimson eyes.

The slight discomfort is also a reminder of the credibility I cultivated on my journey of the Devil's Crusade.

"I'll take this Ape home, too"

"Huh?"

I was just wondering.

When I restrain myself tightly with the (10) and lift the giant of the ape, I carry it as I cleverly carry it back with the branches of the tree and the new (10).

Then also the already desperate male ape. I think I'll leave the first two in custody on the spot and let them go by the time we leave the woods.

"Ki, you're clever."

"Is it?

I think even a magician who serves in Wangdu can do this.... Well, is the person you compare to wrong?

In students at the Albana School of Magic, it would be difficult to cleverly manipulate tree branches and twigs so far. Still, I look up at the desperately rampant ape at nothing.

"I'm still the clumsiest of the thirteen summoned to this world."

That is not humility or anything else, but a clear fact. If I had tried to defeat Ape like Mululu, I could have blown a corner of this forest.

I'm used to handling magic more than before, but I still don't like fine control.

I - apart from manipulating plants and creating pitfalls this way, there are still times when I get swept away by overly powerful magic.

This magic is the only magic that Lotus has thought of for me that I don't like handling magic. I can control it in detail............

"What's wrong?

"Yes, what?"

Thinking of it that way, my concentration got disturbed. I almost dropped an already desperate ape, and Senior Francesca worried me.