The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

"So what happened after that?

To Delwin's voice, move the gaze that was watching the universe next to it.

There, I guess I've already had a few replacements. He was trying so hard not to close his lid even as Sui rowed the ship. The beauty in the corner is ruined.

As always, when I am stunned by a friend who is vulnerable to alcohol, I shift my gaze again from the sweatshirt sitting in the front to the atmosphere I feel.

"If I revived Elle, I'd have lost quite a few memories"

…………

Step aside, but the air is very heavy.

How uncomfortable you feel about that, tilting a cup of wood where the liquor is poured.

Soon the contents are empty, and the noticed Delwin pours the new liquor into the glass. I stirred up the liquor at once.

Conn, and. The glass and table made a dry noise.

"Do you understand? If you think you've brought Elle back to life, it's like the first time you saw her, Lady Range."

The bitterness of that time - pity.

Elle died, but he fell for Astraela's words.

Even Astraela's words, yes. I want you to give me up. To move forward. Even he didn't think I was hoping for El's resurrection. I accepted Elle's death and believed he would look forward.

... I even betrayed that trust.

Now that I think about it, isn't it an easy guide to understand? Even though I didn't realize it, I was captured by Elle's death.

What a pitiful and helpless ending. Scared by the past self, and by the fact that I can't change the past......

"Dear Range, Dear Range. I was reminded that Elle and Elmen Hilde are different."

I remember those six months.

Fighting - no, dawn on eight, goblin 'and orcs. I fought many demons in the country.

Bloodstained, scratched, and thanked by so many people - Elmenhilde still wanted me to be a hero.

Just like Elle. But in a different way than Elle.

They wanted me to be a recognized hero for fighting, and I tried to respond to that. I don't think he looked very good to the kids.

... the results are shown by me when I met Miss Francesca.

"I thought you didn't want to fight again and again. The more we fought, the more Elle and Elmenhilde looked overlapping"

I can't be a hero. I felt so burdened to be a hero - I didn't think I could change Hermenhilde in that way of life.

When the battle dawns, you'll be just like Elle. It took me six months to understand that.

Really, I was reminded that I hadn't made any progress.

Even if we fight as we are asked, we will only end up in the same place. The end is the same again.

So I hate fighting. If you get hurt, it hurts, and I'm afraid to die. More importantly, I'm afraid to use Elmen Hilde in battle. I'm losing him again, but I can't fight without Ermenhilde.

And again, I'm on my way to fighting God.

How ironic.

"I want the fight gone soon, but I have to fight to lose the fight"

That black dragon. A dragon close to the throne of God, which strongly inherits the power of the Demon God (Naifer).

I lost Elle in my battle with God, and yet I am about to join Elmenhilde in trying to be close to God again.

... really, there is no salvation.

If this is God's work, then the world is very cruel. Whatever I am, Elmenhilde can come down from the fight against God.

He fought hard enough. After that, I can't say that I'm alone, but I'm weak.

Me and him being “one” by one, that's why I'm so sweet about that fact.

"If this is the case, I wish I didn't want the power of God's killing. But if I didn't want to, I wouldn't have met El."

So, which is worse? Or are they both bad? Is neither bad?

Should I meet Elle because I wanted power and think it was good?

Should I hate short-circuited thoughts that Elle has not had to die if he does not want power?

... If you use Astraela's words, Elle was born because I wanted to. And he died happy, though.

After all, I still don't think death is happy. I don't want to think about it.

I wanted to talk more. There was something I wanted to tell you. The scenery I want to show you, the delicious food I want to feed, the funny stuff, the funny idiot story...... there was more.

"So I'll definitely live with Elmenhilde."

That's what I decided.

What I couldn't do to El, what I wanted to do, what I wanted to show you, what I wanted to talk about.

Trying to dedicate all of that to Ermenhilde.

Live with me, not as a bearer and a weapon, trying to live as a partner.

Stirring up a wooden cup again...... sometime the contents are empty. Now Graania poured me a new booze.

"Never again."

It would be a dragon whose opponent has the power of God, but it would be God, but it doesn't matter.

"Take Solnea to the seat of the demon god and return alive"

Demonic assault. Demonic movement.

I'll definitely go back alive, trying to get all of that stuck.

I know how heavy my people's deaths are. How painful and sad it could be.

That's why I'm not dying.

So determined, my vision distorted. Stir up more glasses while realizing that.

Feels like your breathing is hot on alcohol and your throat burns. It's a familiar, strong feeling when drinking.

With that in mind, exhale loudly and look at heaven.

In a starry sky full of heaven, a moon of pearls. There are few clouds, which is why its beautiful scenery is just right for liquor dishes.

Also, I felt Clari and my vision distorted.

"Do you know anything about it except Yuko and Koo?

"Other than the two of us?

"Oh. I don't suppose you've said anything to anyone about the boulder?

With that said, Delwin's gaze turned to Knitty.

The sweater is staring at me. In that gaze, I can see the emotion of why you didn't tell me.

"On my way here, I spoke to Yuichiro in the commercial city (Merdiole)."

When Yuichiro's name comes up, I feel her gaze has sharpened.

Well, after defeating Naifer and disappearing, Yuichiro and I are meeting in Wang Capital earlier than Yuichiro. But I wasn't ready to talk then.

And then I felt sorry for you in front of your youngest, Knitting, because there was resistance.... pitiful, adult possession, or good reason.

"You know what? He's getting married soon."

"Really?

"... would have been sent in a letter, Graania"

"I didn't read it, did I?

Graania shouts a surprise at my words and Delwin tells me in a grumpy tone.

But letters from the continent of Imnesia to the continent of Elflame, or? Turning his gaze to Kotaro, who the hell sent him, the Kotaro was drunk and crushed by Sui.... pitiful.

Well, if I were to send a letter, it would be either the ship, or Kotaro carried it in metastatic magic.

"That's amazing. He's five years younger than me and he's married."

"I think it's just slower for you or Yuko if it's from the Imnesia people."

"Don't say that in front of Mr. Utano, okay?

"What do you say when your mouth is torn?"

Oh, my God. Me and Delwin laughing in a bright tone drunk. Seeing us like that, Knight-chan and Graania sighed in a frightened sigh.

Behind such a knit, Knight still stands quietly.

... no heart or is it because of the fact that its gaze feels raw and warm?

"There was something about Mr. Celestia, and he was moving on."

"Ugh. With Serra."

The sweatshirt hammers me.

Mr. Celestia, who was Yuichiro's lover. And Serra, her sister, who died.

He's progressing through his lover's death. When I saw that, I remembered that I couldn't stand it.

I couldn't get over it. I couldn't help but feel miserable and weak.

... did you want me to forgive you or did you want to talk to someone? Is that both? It's just easier when I talked to you - and Yuichiro didn't cry. I looked sad, but I didn't cry.

So are the Delwins now, and the Knights.

Sad face, atmosphere, but no tears.

I think that's fine.

Looking at the stars, I think. At the end of the day, Elle told me not to cry. So - I'm glad you're sad not to cry.

"I guess that's normal"

Mourn, scratch, depress. One day, the scratch will have a scab. The wound fades. It never disappears, but it fades.

I'm sure everyone would have been in grief if we had talked about Elle's death at that time. Turn down, you would have wept.

A lot of people died in that battle. A lot of lives were lost. Everyone was used to crying, so I'm sure Elle's death would have made me cry and grieve.

But Elle said she wanted you to laugh more than cry. So...

"I was wrong."

I couldn't accept Elle's death. It followed a cheap miracle.

Miracles don't happen. I should have known about it, but my eyes dazzled by the miracle in front of me.

Astraela told me that miracles don't heal wounds.

I think you're right. It's time to heal the wounds. It's immutable, come and go. Miracles don't happen so we can't change the past. That's why miracles heal nothing.

Fafnir said what I was doing was a promise to Elle, not a promise I made with Elmenhilde.

Oh, yeah. I was layering Elmen Hilde with Elle. If Elmen Hilde is happy, if he laughs at me, I was under the illusion that Elle would be happy too.

Shelfa said - live. I'll kill you one day, so tell me to live until then.

What, those feminine words of encouragement. The laughter is coming in... Of course, it's frightening. Who's going to kill you?

"But now I'm glad that's it"

Not El.

Elmenhilde. I want to be happy. I want to live with you. Live - I want to show you a lot of stuff. the world. Not as a weapon, as one will: Ermenhilde.

So...

"Sorry, Delwin, Graania...... guys"

Apologize.

Because you didn't say anything?

Because you held him in there all by yourself?

Because you didn't talk to him?

Because he's disappeared before?

... all of it.

I was hiding something from a friend. I apologized for that.

Grrr. Quiet look at a friend who starts to sleep next door. On the other side that pinched that friend, Graania was similarly looking at the range.

After a while, I fell asleep in earnest, trying to push myself against the table because I was in a difficult position.

Drinking on boulders by men resistant to alcohol among beasts seemed too spicy for humans (ranges). I'm obsessed with talking, and I don't even realize that you've switched drinks along the way... Was it so hard to talk about Elle by then?

But if you don't get drunk, this man won't tell you what he meant. Everywhere...... I try to dress myself up. I'd like you to rely more, and I'd like you to tell me what you really mean.

This kind of place has not changed since before.

"You've been apologized for, Graania"

"Right."

If they apologize, I can't be angry. When I told her to tear it up, Graania also agreed to stir up the liquor she was pouring into the glass at once.

The silence should have been harder on the range than on us.

Dear Range and Elmen Hilde...... If you want to borrow the words of a friend, should I call you Elle?

I've known him for a short time, but I'm going to know (one person) for the range. I meant to.

Weaker than anyone, more courageous than anyone. Even though I didn't touch my sword properly, I kept fighting on the front line mixed with Sowich and Masaki. I showed the kids that back, always looking forward.

There must have been fear. You must have been trembling. You must have wanted to cry.

Still in front of me, I can still vividly remember how I was fighting Master Elle in my hand if I closed my lid.

Because it's such a range, I respect it. I can tell you I'm a friend with my chest up.

"Anastasia"

Call that name.

Then Anastasia, who would have been hiding...... lost in the book of the night and was sitting on a branch of a tree a little further away listening, descends.

The look on that face, it looks like a bump somewhere.

"I thought you were angry you couldn't talk to me."

Seeing such an anastasian look, Graania makes a tear.

Anastasia, which usually eats and hangs there, flies like a rare depression.

"Nothing..."

I'm not well.

Gently grins at Anastasia, who has no usual hegemony, and drinks to stir up booze. This is fruit liquor, unlike what the range was drinking.

"I just feel sorry for myself"

"Ana -"

"Because I didn't notice at all. About the Range, about Master Elmenhilde."

That's because the ranges were hiding it.

... that wouldn't be any consolation.

Especially for Anastasia. Yui's worried voice, she sat beside her sleeping face, trying not to even notice her gaze.

"Not at all."

That's how I whine and smack my drunk, sleeping friend in the head. Then, Graania also smashed the head of the range.

Still, Range's sleep seems so deep that he won't wake up.

"As always, you're just letting a woman worry about you"

"Really."

I agree with the words of Graania.

Will the range be noticed? Whenever Range can't do it, Yuko, Anastasia, Yui... and of course Master El, are worried.

I was braved by your bravery, but there were women who were just as worried to see you do what you couldn't do.

Nobody thinks you're strong. Awesome, strong is different. Just like you - I know you're weaker than you are.

Still, he was dazzled and respected for his hard work without relying on anyone.

... we relied on you for that.

Is that what tormented you? Did you corner him? - Couldn't you make a weak sound?

"Nothing to worry about..."

"I didn't, did I?

"... I didn't"

To Yui's words, Anastasia finally says out of sight. Again, that voice has no hegemony.

But that's a slightly different lack of hegemony. I wasn't aware and I was depressed earlier and... now that I'm noticing and pretending not to notice.

Anastasia looked at this one with a strong gaze when the condition was funny and loosened her cheeks.

"What?

"No. The stubborn part is, you look just like someone else."

"- Hmm."

I don't think it's bad.

Just.

"All the women in the range are stubborn women."

Graania said the same thing about me.

When I was laughing and shook my shoulders thinking the same thing, I was surprised and shook my body as I shook my overabundant chest whether Sui's consciousness had awakened in that voice.

"Are you awake?

"... uh... I knew I couldn't do it while I was drinking."

It was a serious story.

"Uh-oh, I know."

Rarely a bad bat...... in fact, he seems to know he's bad for drinking, and he whispers out of his sight.

Well, if you think it's bad, I'm not going to say it any more.

As usual. I'm sure, because that's what the range would want. Weirdly conscious is as much as you want.

"Hey, hey? So, what happened after Range cried with Yuko's chest?

"Ask from the range later"

And get mad at me. I'm sure that's “as usual” between us and the range.

"Yui......?

"Oh, man... right? Sue, I fell asleep, from"

Rare, Yui's angry voice.

I wouldn't have meant it, but I finally dropped my shoulder like Sui gave up on that voice.

Now I don't know which one is older. Sue, who is always making her sister wind, sighed as if she were a child.

"Anastasia"

I take my gaze off such a sui and call out to Anastasia, who is looking at the sleeping face of the range.

"What?"

And he answers without turning to me.

There is a slight cheeky grin on that expression, and there is no indication that he is angry.

Mercy or affection. If I were to put it into words, would that be the sentiment? It's more of an Anastasia look I see for the first time than I don't see much.

"When the range happens, piss him off. I'm sure the range wants that too"

Graania said, laughing.

"Of course."

Anastasia also says with a laugh.

Not a cheeky grin for the range, always with a full grin for us.

"Right."

I agree, too.

"It's no disaster."

Sue laughed as she painstakingly put her upper body on the table and poked the cheek of the range.

Yui, too, strokes her hair as she reaches into the sleeping range looking funny.

Night standing behind such a yui and keeping quiet as usual.

A drunken koo.

Sight as usual.

- You think too much, Range.

Yes, I shrugged in my heart as I tilted the wooden cup.