The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

"Have you forgotten anything?

I finished putting my stuff on the back of the red dragon, and at the end of the day, I sound like that as I look at my people. Mululu on Faerona. Travel with us to the Elflame continent, and we will travel together to the Arben Elm continent.

All three of them nod, and travel from this continent, waiting for that time.

Behind such companions were friends who helped with the journey and warriors of beasts and subhumans.

I'm just a little embarrassed when I can look straight at you, but I can brave that feeling of dropping us off on our journey.

"Later, Aya and Solnea, and Francesca."

Ermenhilde shrugs.

Yes, there are no three of them here. I'm choosing travel outfits because Solnea is inconvenient in her dress for the rest of her journey.

Sure, I thought so too, so I had no objection, but how can it take so long to be a woman? That's what I think, I look at Mululu. This is the same as before, white coat (cloak) with the same color inner and hot pants. I feel like I'm wearing too thin, but I'm a beast resistant to the difference between cold and warm, and I've never been particularly concerned about the same outfit.

Solnea is also like this... Thin clothes make me have trouble doing things with my eyes. Thinking of it that way, Muru, who had his gaze pointed at him, tilted his neck.

"Nothing"

"Anyway, you must have thought of something weird again."

I thought you were Esper. Swallow those words, Delwin and Graania, and Sui, came here.

"Be careful."

"Ooh."

When Delwin raises his right hand, he turns his flat palm this way. When I put my right hand in the hand, I heard a dry noise.

High-touch. If it's true, it's an act of joy when things go well, but it seems to be conveyed to these three in the wrong impression.

Exam takers, that sort of thing. I have been seen where Soichi and I used to be, and since then, I have been hi-touching it with the feeling that things have been going well.

I just don't think that's a bad idea either. Nothing. This is not the planet, and it would be wild to say something in detail. Not as the wrong knowledge, but as one of the new exam bearers.

With that in mind, both Graania and Sui get their high touches done.

"I don't like the Arbenelm continent again. I don't like the range."

"Even I don't want to go again if I don't have to."

Yes, if I drop my shoulder, they laugh at me from Delwin and Suey. However, Graania remains silent.

I'm staring at you.

No, I know what you're trying to say. How uncomfortable. I'm not bad, but I feel guilty because I'm just like Graania and I'm a child... there's no blood connection, but there are boys and girls who think they're sons and daughters?

Sui's laughter turns into something dry. She's usually a bright sister, but she doesn't like difficult stories or heavy air. Maybe that's why you're talking to your sister in a slightly bright tone.

The tail of a half serpent (Merijne), usually in good health, has now stopped powerlessly.

"Range"

"Oh, wow."

The graania opened its mouth.

It's painful, it's like I've decided to be ready for something important - the voice of my father.

"Mululu, please"

At the same time, Kakun and his torso sank. Mululu kicked Graania in the back of his knee. The so-called leeches. It's a game that makes the kids better in our world, but when the boulder kicked me in the back of my knee, it seemed to hurt a lot, and Graania groaned a little and looked back.

"Do what, Mululu"

Your father kept his mouth shut.

The sound and gaze are very chilling. It's not like it's meant for my father... I felt like it and my eyes got a little hot. I'll be careful when I treat Soichi and Amida like children.

Take an oath in your chest as you feel like a teacher on the other hand.

'Are you thinking of something stupid again?

"Are you really Esper or something?

"What's that?

If you don't know, fine. Instead, what I don't know is normal, but I'll stop explaining it in detail.

Faerona walks over here, too, to imitate such a murmur.

"... Dear Delwin"

"Oh, Faerona? I'm sorry I showed you something ugly."

"Really."

…………

Even so, I look great in battle, and I'm very strong. Yes, I'll still defend it in my chest. I won't put it in my mouth.

I don't have a hobby for poking snakes.

"No, Lord Mululu loves you as a companion, and I'm glad to see you."

Here, as a companion, is what Faerona does well. It shows Graania's face and makes it clear that she is one of us so that she doesn't get stunned more than her parents need to be.

The suggestion was that Graania got my will, or she broke her face like a child and looked at Fayrona.

"Right, right."

What is it, yes or no? Maybe it was something other than Graania.

"So, what's up, Lord Faerona?

In a good mood, Graania asks. Next to it, Sui exhaled an obvious sigh.

At the same time, Kotaro, who was on Fafnir's back, jumps down.

"I finished packing."

"Oh, thank God."

"You're welcome."

To my words, Kotaro says, clapping his shoulders. When Sui moved next to Kotaro like that, he stretched his lower body, which was a snake, well and stroked Kotaro's head.

"Great."

"... Will you not treat me like a child?

He speaks out in the guise of strength, as usual, in a flashing manner. But I don't tighten anything because I'm embarrassed to be out of sight.

"Oh, yeah?

Was such a fortunate taro funny? Now I scratched Kotaro's head on that busty chest.

"Muggu!?

That, Kotaro buried in his overwhelming chest screams.... I thought I was a little jealous.

Every time Kotaro gets busted, only a few - that's what shakes my chest, which is only wrapped in thin clothes that can be called cloth runs out. Shake, or wave. Would I be happy if I could suffocate in such a chest?

"Kohon"

With that in mind, Elmenhilde cleverly coughed.

"Suey, Fayrona's in trouble."

"Oh, I was trying to relieve the tension in the range."

Yeah, you did break the tension. Conversely, there is now subtle air.

Trying to do something about that subtle air, I dare not imitate it to Elmenhilde and cough it up.

"What's up, Faerona?

"Mm-hmm - Dear Delwin, even if I and others keep this bow and sword...... were you sure?

Refresh your mind and Faerona asks Delwin. That would be a word with a divine bow still on his back and a God blessed Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword hanging on his hips.

Indeed, the weapon is from the Spirit God (Zeneria) to Delwin - no, it is inherited by generations of Elves. Even though it is an elf, is it something Fayrona from Imnesia, not the Elflame continent, could use...... That's what Faerona seems to hear.

"It's a word from Master Zeneria. Protect the range with that bow and sword."

I was wondering if I would be protected. Swallow the word, Ermenhilde laughed couscous.

Not at all.

"I still have the personality to do it when I do it."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Everyone on this scene will blow their mouth at the words of Delwin. No, only Kotaro was finally out of Sui's custody and gasping for breath....... Envy.

"What, shall I give you a hug in the range too?

"Don't worry about it. Interesting, but if you do that, you're going to be cursed to death by the Witch Hall."

"... can I tell Yoko that?

"Stop."

Respond immediately to Kotaro's words. If that happens, we're not going to be talking about getting cursed to death.

Not that it's a lifetime goodbye, but the place we're headed is by far the most dangerous continent. Everyone on this scene should understand that, but there are no shards of tension to thrive on. Maybe you don't want to think deeply about where you're headed. In doing so, the beasts and sub-warriors who were around paved the way.

When I turn my gaze to you, Ami and Miss Francesca, dressed in their usual travel clothes - and Solnea, dressed in light clothes that are easy to move, appear instead of in the black dress I'm used to seeing.

A skirt with a white blouse at the top and a slightly slit knee length at the bottom. My feet are wrapped in black stockings and I wear leather boots. On top of that blouse, this one also weaves a black coat (cape) and lowers some sort of expensive necklace from the neck. Perhaps there is some sort of magical protection. To call it a normal ornament, I find it very intimidating.

And the long dark hair was wrapped up like a ponytail.

This would be perfect if the expression changed. That's right, tap a light mouth in your heart.

"All right, you're all set."

That's what I say. Nothing, I thought it would be nice to compliment you on your appearance.

But Aya and Miss Francesca seemed unhappy, and Sui smashed my flank with her elbow.

"Heckle."

"... Anastasia, too. Where do you remember those words, you?"

"From Koo"

Staring at Kotaro for the words, the stared person was out of sight whistling lousy shit.

"It looks good on you."

"Thank you"

'... is that all?

When I mouthed my thoughts, I was stunned by Ermenhilde.... Only you who don't read the air sincerely don't want to be told.

"That's okay. Here we go."

When I say that, Faerona and Mululu climb to Fafnir's back with a bitter smile. It's good that I grew up to fight that black dragon, but this is how I became difficult to climb when traveling. So, followed by Ami.

Miss Francesca climbed the steps and called out on its back.

"Was it good?

"I want to travel with the Range until I can get there."

That's the same word as the determination I heard from her last night.

Said goodbye as we crossed the Arbenelm continent. That was the word Miss Francesca said when I told her so.

He said he liked traveling when he split up in the Magic City (Orphan). When I asked him what he was going to do in the commercial city (Merdiole), he said he wanted to travel with me.

And - he wants to follow me until I can get there. He doesn't want to travel with me, he wants to get to where he can go. That's what I said.

What will Miss Francesca's parents think of me as respectful of that word?

Those people said they wanted Miss Francesca to do what she wanted. But I wonder if you really wanted me to live like a scholar or a merchant in a safe place.

... That's when Miss Francesca peeked into my face with a full smile on her face.

"It's my will."

"Oh."

I can't find any other words to give back to that one.

Miss Francesca's got a stomach, so it's not something I'd say anyway.

- So.

"Don't push it."

"Yes."

"If you can't do it, you have to do it to the range."

Ermenhilde says, to supplement my words.

The Delwins, who heard the voice, shook their shoulders small.

"Bye."

Miss Francesca also climbs to Fafnir's back, shaking her shoulders. Faerona, who was climbing earlier, shifted her gaze from that back climbing in the form of a hand, and her last traveling companion… Solnea, the object of this journey, came aside.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

In the end, a few days have passed since then but there has been no noticeable change in Solnea.

What was that pale light - if I met the black dragon, would I know? In the 'vessel of the demon god' prepared by the demonic side, the same as Solnea.

"Don't even look good in that outfit."

"- Thank you."

By the time I mouthed that reply, I felt like there was a moment.

But after all, there is no change in that look. I'm sure it's my fault.

And finally, I'm going to Fafnir's.

"Range"

Delwin called my name.

Looking back.

"Let's drink again"

"Ooh."

Next to that Delwin, Kotaro turned his gaze to me.

"Mr. Lotus."

Not the usual voice disguised as strong. The voice of a young man, Kotaro Inoue. I don't like dealing with people, but I hope it doesn't change - not the first time I saw him, but the voice he directed at me when he opened his heart to me.

"Forty-two days later"

"Oh, forty-two days from now"

It is the demonic eye of Kotaro - the future seen by "Future Vision".

We're going to start fighting to end this journey in forty-two days. That may mean a battle with the Demons - a settlement with Shelfa.

Return to that word and climb to Fafnir's back.

"Let's go."

When he tapped his neck gently, the king of the dragon, who was lying on his body to sleep, raised his sickle.

"Are you okay now?

"Oh."

Huge wings burst. We see a gust of wind, dust and dust, and the Delwins standing on the ground leaving.

Take it down from a high position and gaze into the sky.

Blue skies and white clouds. Shining sun.

As the dragon giant floated into space, he saw a gray cloud far away. It's still small - far away. Where we should aim… where Solnea has to go. The land of the showdown.

Arbenelm continent.

Looking down, the Delwins were already very small. In the distance, I can also see the world tree.

- Eye gazing.

There, I saw a shadow. White and black. It's Knights with Knights. He also looks like he's waving, but he's too far away to know the details. Somehow, I just felt like those two.

"Don't be too mad at me."

I'm not angry.

Fafnir opens his mouth rarely.

I know who you're talking about.

"I'm a loner."

"I know."

So laugh. Laugh at your heels, affirm.

"If I see you, I'll tell you not to go."

"I can't help it"

Because.

"I'm weak."

"Right."

But as someday - Fafnir agreed, without being stunned by my words.

Besides, I'll see you in forty-two days anyway.

It doesn't look good to say goodbye. See you later, what a disturbing word doesn't suit you either. Then it's just good to embark on a journey without saying anything.

That's what it is. My relationship with Anastasia.