The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Hot, he said.

Temperatures are high in the Elflame continent. Just a short walk seeps sweat, makes me sick and fans the chest of my clothes (ahhh) It finally sends a little wind but I don't feel much change.

I look up to heaven to endure it and overcome the fallen trees, avoid poisonous worms, and prepare disturbing breaths.

I'll look around after a while, but there's nothing but me in the woods. That too. What? Everyone else is getting ready for camp. The grocery clerk is not easy. I wonder if Soichi and Masaki, who are also looking for ingredients, will be okay.

... Well, I'd rather be the one to worry about.

"Range"

"Hmm?... now."

I don't know what you thought of me like that, like a flame floating in the gap between the leaking days, consuming limited magic to create the body of a female body that becomes a reality.

The jade magic leaks slightly and the overflowing sole disappears to dissolve into the air. What appears instead is a white woman with golden hair in the wind. I feel an increased presence in the woods because I have white skin and a white dress.

The blue eye opens slightly and captures me. Cold and - but beautiful eyes that even seem more beautiful than the gem that captures me straight away. I can't feel the ups and downs of my emotions - that's why I even feel cold divinity. I look at it again and again for a moment but I'm about to be blinded by the sight of it, followed by the words back with a frightened voice, as usual.

Are you familiar with your partner (weapon) when you are with him for a long time?

I don't have the magic. Amida recovers by resting her body, but in his case, it's a little different.

Its flesh is the same flesh as man's, but its contents are made of magic. Ordinary people can restore magic by resting their bodies, but those created by magic cannot restore magic just by resting their bodies. Conversely, in his case, he makes his magic his own by killing the family of the demon god.

Doing so increases the sharpness of the sword... but it also consumes to materialize the body in this way. Elle should know that too...

"Wasting too much magic..."

"Please don't move."

Block my words and Elle brings that neat look closer to my face. Big jade eyes will look me straight in the eye, and I won't be distracted. As always, I can't see the ups and downs of my emotions, but I feel so embarrassed that I... am the only one in those eyes that shows me.

Surprised by the sudden, he tries to take a step back. But before that, white, thin - a finger stretches out here so beautiful that it doesn't seem very much like a weapon for him to kill God.

When I was terribly upset about all that and stiffened my body, my fingers like white fish fixed my hair sticking to my forehead and cheeks with sweat.

"That's enough."

"Oh."

As always, I'm not sure about him.

Fix your hair.

You shouldn't have to consume magic just for that. Sometimes it's even cold to put my weakest self first, or to prioritize killing demons and their families, but these places are irrational or they suffer from understanding? I think it would be better to slightly increase the sharpness of the divine sword if we were to do this.

When I looked at Elle, who had gone away, she just looked at me thinking about it, saying I didn't know. As always, with quiet eyes.

That's still the way it always is... that's why I sighed at her, especially when there was nothing to be aware of.

"So it stays that way for a while?

"Right."

If it's materialized, it's a later festival, no matter what magic says. The magic I've used won't go back.

Then let's say we're free from lonely food procurement by ourselves. I'm glad we have someone to talk to about everything.

Well, in his case, we can still talk about the medal.... Thinking about it, I really don't know what it means to have materialized in this place.

"What's wrong with you?

"What is it"

"No. Because I suddenly materialized..."

"Just a little. I was wondering."

"What do you care?

When you have a conversation as you walk out, you are returned as such.

When she slows down to make it easier for her to walk in the dress, she comes in line beside me. Seeing that side, there is still no change in expression.

It feels good to just look at the leaves of the trees and the glow of the leaking day shining in the green in the light of the sun. Reach out to Elle over the fallen giant tree. I just hold her small, soft hand and I'm conscious... nothing like that.

Without hesitation, I felt the scent of flowers aromatized right next to me when I pulled it up vigorously.

"So? What did you care?

Don't get upset about it, ask back. But only slightly did the motion turn into a rushed sole... well, sweetheart?

Did it hurt that I pulled your hand, Elle, for a while? He looked up at the hand I pulled at him.

"Last night."

……

And then I harden myself by hearing the next word. What does she want to say? Because there was a verse about it that came to mind.

Utano and I were seeing each other last night. Well, it would be wild to think about what you were doing.

Elle was supposed to keep it with Soichi and the others... was he watching it somewhere?

When I think about it, I mean, Zhuangyi was peering at the place, too - let's not think deeply about it. It's okay, I didn't do anything crazy that far.

"Uh..."

I see. Did she materialize because of the attention she paid to us on her journey?

Stuck in words and wondering how to explain it, Elle's left hand touched her right cheek. Keep your strength, Elle will be forced to turn to you.

Is that because we talked earlier - it reminds me of the same trick Utano did last night, so I feel stiff considering nature and beyond...

…………

As it was, my lips were still layered like last night. The difference is that now it's day, not night, and the other person is El, not Utano.

Usually calm, the inner part is similar to being a passionate person - is that rude to compare?

In contrast to me, who opened her eyes to surprise, Elle had her eyes closed and that usually made Rin feel cute.

If you think that with a confused head, Elle gets those lips off my sole faster than I react. She's tall, but the way she tries to stretch her back and mouth... just makes her feel a little adorable.

"I see."

She laughed in a cool voice, trying to reach for that little shoulder with intent that she didn't even know, before that...... as if it were a reminder of the sound of a bell.

Then he looks strange somewhere. A luscious feminine grin, quiet as she lays her beautiful, thin fingers on her lips like a white fish.

You got good at your emotions after a while, I see. Squeeze again.

It's a woman, but it also sounds like a man, a neutral voice. When I deepened my grin, I almost fell in love with that smile. I'm so ashamed of myself, I rushed to cough one up.

"I think Yuko understands just a little bit what it's like to talk to you."

"... why is Utano out there?"

Listening to that voice firmly by ear, this one also shook her neck sideways, no, trying to stroke her finger with the lips her sole had been layered on until earlier...

The feeling that stays there is real. But how embarrassing to admit it. Shame prevails over happiness, which is why I try to regain my composure by answering carelessly.

I think I'm going to get a sigh of relief from thinking like the first student I've spoken to (Codomo). But isn't sighing after the first mouth conversation somewhat lacking in courtesy?

So when I put up with the sigh, the woman in front of me again looked strange and tilted her neck.

After all, the trick is the usual guy himself, not a dream or an illusion, but a reality, and that's why wonder - surprise comes first, rather than the emotion and excitement of having a mouthful with a beautiful woman like this one.

"Hey."

"What's wrong, Range?

When I mouth cage without knowing what to say, she asks me to make fun of this one standing in front of me the other way than usual.

Does it feel like a voice with a mixed heart or a prank because I'm upset by the way you said it earlier?

A voice that doesn't look like her usual. It's like a prank-loving kitten. I enjoy watching this one react.... I'm sure that's all I think about.

But such voices are also - fascinating. My breathing gets stunningly disturbed myself.

What the hell are you doing?

Trees in the woods gleaming on a leaky day when you missed your gaze so that you wouldn't be enlightened about that upset. - It's important to be mindful, just once, for a moment, the mouthfeel that happened during the moment, and that scenery that I've been used to seeing lately... makes me look more radiant than I just did.

"No. Not something wrong or anything..."

I take a deep breath to calm down, but it still cages my mouth. Look at me like that. She leans her neck, but there was a cool grin in her mouth.

That's all I'm embarrassed about, exhaling and scratching my cheeks with my fingers.

The warm climate of the Elflame continent, but for a different reason the body ignites and sweat erupts.

Would I have been so beginner? That's what I asked myself, and I finally couldn't stand to sigh.

Impossible.

If you whine inside, take a few deep breaths.

Why don't you? The more upset he gets, the more he'll hunt me down. I'm sure he's unconscious, but his actions are too spicy for a devil like me because he's unconscious.

"Here. Let's find some prey."

"Right."

Hiding the embarrassment and saying so, Elle walks out next to me like never before.

Oh, shit.

When I opened my eyes, the familiar simple curtain ceiling appeared in my eyes.

The roof of a used, dull curtain (tent). I feel lonely about it and try to raise my right hand, uncomfortable with my hand.

When I turned my gaze, there was the only woman in this world with glasses holding my right hand.

"... el?

"Did you wake up?

With that voice, I can barely hold my right hand, but I can cage my strength. Soft and warm. I shake that hand back when I understand that it was holding my hand so warm that it was supposed to be cold.

No appearance, no voice. Everything's different, but I call the names of different women.

There was nothing to be angry about, and Utano shook my hand back.

"Sorry."

"Apologize for what..."

That, to what - to whom?

An apology that I don't even know makes no sense, I'm sure.

The body is heavy. I think they've been watching me sleep all my life, trying to hit me back in the sleep, but even that makes me feel like a billionaire.

I don't know over the thick curtain in the curtain, but as far as the darkness of the entrance is concerned, it's apparently night now.

My last memory was after I slashed the demon god (Naifer), I told everyone about it... did you sleep while listening to my voice?

I don't remember very well. I want to forget everything, and I feel like I ran into the curtain building to escape, and I feel like I broke up after talking to Mr. O'Brien and the others.

I have vague memories. It's just...

……

Trying to say something, mumbling.

If I open my mouth now, I'm sure I'll have a weak voice... because I know that when I say a cry.

That's all you shouldn't do.

I'm the oldest, the man, the adult - because I have to be a strong adult. Otherwise, because I have no place as an adult. Because the kids get anxious......

"Want something to eat?

I will not respond to that inquiry, but I will turn around. I didn't like being able to see my current face rather than sleeping... I don't even have to look in the mirror, I can tell it would be a terrible face.

"Soichi, I haven't told you anything yet."

――――

But I kept my hand in my hand, so that turnaround also takes on a halfway form.

That's what Utano says to me. Again, that voice is always the same, and I can't feel anything like upset.

Even though Elle is dead. I was watching that nearby. Even so, I almost feel angry at her, not slightly upset, exhaling violently to quell my anger.

This is my selfish thought, with a selfish eight... even though I knew it was true, I put my strength into the hands overlapping Mr. Utano. Adult male, that's a pretty good grip. But instead of screaming, he accepts me without even groaning.

Just because physical abilities are built up by magic doesn't mean the pain disappears. You're supposed to feel some pain, but take it...

"Yamada, you and Elle are supposed to be resting tired. That's her last wish."

"... thanks"

That's all I return.

This man fulfilled Elle's last words.

Don't cry.

That's what I said, her wish. I hoped no one would cry, her prayers.

The demon god was defeated, and I'm sure he's now crusading the remaining demons? Or do you have a return schedule?

I don't know because I was asleep, but either way, the fight is over. In my memory, Mr. O'Brien and the others were shouting joyfully. He lied to keep that face from clouding me with a crying face.

All you have to do is travel to the continent of Imnesia or Elflame with Kotaro's transfer magic. And Shelfa...... at that rate, you shouldn't be getting your hands on me for a while. At least until I get back on track.

Thinking about it that way - really, the question arises whether it's over.

The demon god is dead. I killed him.

But the Demons are alive and the demons are alive. The demon king, he's after my neck.

It feels like nothing's over - but it doesn't matter anymore.

At least, I don't want to think about anything right now.

Close your eyes with sigh...... and. Mr. Utano pulled his hand, as if he had anticipated it.

"Not hungry?

"Not Available"

Do you have an appetite?

Fatigue and powerlessness. Empty feelings tighten my chest and I don't have the strength to do anything.

Instead, I even want to die like this - mocking myself that I'm sure if I mouthed that, I'd be pissed off like a fiery fire.

So, again for a while silently. As always, this guy is clumsy.

He said something, and yet he can't say it. Write 'wise man' as the wise one, but not at all.

... In times like this, I want you to leave me alone. I want to be alone. I want to be alone.

Because adults can't cry when someone is beside them. This guy should know that.

"Turn around"

That can't be my intention or anything, and Utano says that in a bright voice that's not usually his girlfriend.

But that's why I can't even look at my face in the current state, and I still refuse to even look at my face with a flip.

Ignoring Utano's voice as if he were an infidel child... I realized that there was no medal (El) within my reach. You forget because your dreams were good, and you wake up in a hurry feeling thin about your reaction like that.

Fatigued bodies dizzy into sudden action, letting their gaze circle inside the curtain as they feel nauseous.

And behind Mr. Utano - I found the broken medal on the small table that was available, pushing Mr. Utano back and grabbing the medal with both hands as he was about to fall in.

Keep scratching your chest... I still have no reply or warmth to that medal (loose shell)... tears zero.

- Oh.

"E, l......"

If it was a bad dream, how happy would it have been?

The beautiful emerald gems are cloudy, and the colorful gems that surrounded them have also lost light. There will be no more glow.

She was born to kill a demon god, she doesn't have to kill anything anymore.

- I can't honestly rejoice in that, I weep.

I'm a flirtatious person. I'm sure he's the worst.

If I were to stay with Elle, the days of the battle would have to be worse - killing and killing, every day that I was about to slaughter seemed like a glowing memory.

…………

Poke his knee and be drooled. Someone stood before me like that.

Someone hugged me and held me in my chest.

It's like embracing a crying child, softly embraced. When I was held in the chest of a black coat, which could also be synonymous with hers, I couldn't stand it.

At least bite your lips hard so your voice doesn't leak and shake your shoulders.

- Don't cry.

The voice rises in my chest. It becomes an indelible memory and echoes in my head. Like a man, like a woman. I feel like I heard a neutral voice... but I knew it was an illusion.

"This is how you cried without us."

I'm not strong.

I'm not strong.

... because he's really a crybaby.