The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Ah, and. The exhaling breath is white.

As I circled my body as I wrapped my body around my jacket (cape) so as not to let the temperature escape at all, I warmed my hands with the exhaled breath of Mululu, who was sticking to me right next door.

"Cold"

"Well, hey."

Looking up at the sky, the night sky is blinking dark with the starlight. Apparently today is a crescent moon, and nowhere is Zhu Moon's appearance that lights up the world at night at all times.

There is the glow of white stars and the darkness of deep nights everywhere.

Warm your hands with the warmth of your exhaled breath, making sure the starlit area is colored.

"We'll be there soon, good luck"

"I know."

The beast man has a tough body that is resistant to heat and cold, or can adapt to extreme climatic changes to some extent, but it still seems the cold stuff is cold.

Even in the winter of the continent of Imnesia, even in the mulu, which was dressed to belly, the winter of the continent of Arbenelm seems to be all sorts of hard.

And a weaker person than such an animal girl - Ami and Miss Francesca - do not try to move by depositing their bodies in the projections on Fafnir's back without saying anything from earlier. Maybe it's more right that I can't move than I won't.

Fayrona, who, like me, circles her body and wraps it in her jacket (cape), seems to be moving in vain to keep her strength from draining. There, they're wrapped together so that Solnea doesn't let her get away with her temperature.

"When are we going to get there?

"Almost there. Be patient."

"... That's what I was saying earlier"

"... Was I?

To put it bluntly, they gently poke me in the flank. Exactly, reflecting on whether a little joke has passed, I turn my gaze forward - in the direction where Fafnir's head is pointing.

In the darkness of the night, the lights of bonfires visible in the distance. Tons of lights shine as if only there during the day and stand out.

Things that weren't there before when we crossed the Arbenelm continent. The base of people. The only demographic structure on the Demonic continent. After crusading the demon god (Naifer), it seems that both Imnesia and Elflame sent soldiers, knights, and warriors to build it.

There is no transportation, and Utano-san or Kotaro's "Transfer Magic" (Teleport), or this is how they will be transported to Fafnir. Most ships are sunk by sea demons even if they try to travel by boat, and more importantly, there are numerous vortexes around the Arbenelm continent.

Demons and demons are troublesome too, but there is nothing we can do about the threat of nature.

When I first crossed, Ami and Kotaro were calming the sea, but every time I crossed by boat, I couldn't explain to Ami or Kotaro to hang the convocation, and after sending soldiers to build the fort, Utano and Kotaro are sending supplies in "Transfer Magic" (teleport).

At that time, soldiers who had spent either January or February returned to the country and new personnel were sent to replace them. That's how they report trends on the Arbenelm continent on a weekly basis.

"But why the night? Something that didn't cool down so far in the daytime."

"You're too conspicuous, Fafnir."

That's what I'm going to say, Red Dragon - responding like I'm tired of Fafnir, the giant dragon that's carrying us.

To me like that, instead of telling me I was tired, the dragon sighed. Even if I knew it wouldn't fall, I would harden myself to the feeling that the giant that was winging would sink slightly.

"You care too much around you, Range"

"Right."

And Elmen Hilde, who agrees with a deep breath into Fafnir's words. It must be because of my mind that the voice that rings in my head sounds tired from the bottom of my heart.

"It's no bother... if Sherfa finds out I've crossed the Arbenelm continent, I'll have more trouble."

"You just have to slash it from the front"

"... don't make it easy, idiot"

"Who's Stupid"

When I said it from the front, I was the one who got slashed... how could this partner say without embarrassment that he was strong, etc.

We've been dating for over a year now, but that's all I still don't understand.

As a matter of course - if there was a flesh, that's what I'd look up at Mululu, who was rounding his body next door, when he sighed at his good looking partner with a confident smile on his chest. Feeling the gaze, but without looking at each other, he moved around and circled his body.

"Can't win?

"Saana."

Returning a weak answer to that question, as usual, I get my flank pounded again.

Just now, Fafnir winged powerfully. My hair is disturbed and my coat (cape) shakes like a gust of wind. In a remote place, Ami and Miss Francesca screamed small.

"Come on, we're almost there"

It's like a faraway thunder, a voice sounding in the core of your body slaps your ear.

When the gaze is aligned with Muru and the head of Fafnir is pointed at him, he realizes that the brilliance of illuminating part of the Arbenelm continent is very close.

As always, it's cod speed. They fly a few days by boat in a single day.

The bonfire lights are approaching as I look. It's like a scene in a movie, watching footage...... some real-world speed.

When the wings flap several times, the speed of flying is visibly reduced. After a while, I heard people talking, unlike Fafnir's wings in my ears.

Turning his gaze to the ground, he sees several people running around in the light.

Fafnir's wings are too strong and some bonfires go out. Adjusting the speed that way, the dragon giant went down to the ground.

"Are we finally here?"

I was also afraid to move my body in the air, so I can see my body is tense. When I bent my neck, it sounded creepy.

You must have heard that noise, Miss Francesca, who was resting herself away earlier, looks at this one.

"Are you all right?

"I am. Miss Francesca might want to worry a little about her hair."

Her abundant honey-colored hair had been stirred by the strong winds above her, causing a lot of trouble. Specifically, it's the most messy thing I've ever seen. I'm in worse shape than my sleeping hair.

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When I point it out, Miss Francesca tries to get her hair done silently. When the reaction was adorable and the mouth slackened, Ami had a barely sharp gaze behind it.

Well, it's rude to laugh at the girl's mess, he said. Fafnir lowered his head to the ground as he clasped his shoulders and took some luggage to his shoulders. Keep it up, jump off your big back.

There will be no grasshoppers in this dry earth, and soil and stones will be stripped out. Feel the stiff ground feel over your boot and exhale.

Is it right to say that I'm back?

I don't know.

However, I thought I would never tread on the land of Arbenelm continent again, so what a complicated state of mind. To be specific, I didn't want to just come here, after all.

"Ha."

Exhale deeply and look around.

Surrounded by a fence made of wood, surrounded by a dozen bonfires. Nearly half of it has disappeared because of Fafnir's wings?

Beyond the wooden fence is a house built with several round-tails put together...... there is a log house. It's close to the sea, but it doesn't look painful because it's wooden. Probably protected by some sorcery.

Such log houses (buildings made of trees) are as numerous as they can be seen. From what I can see from the sky, it seems to surround a fairly wide area with wooden fences to ensure safety.

And above all, what attracts the eye is a rock fortress that even makes you feel intimidated behind such a log house.

A place that should also be called a natural fortress, which would have been built by magic through cliffs shredded by sea breezes. A bonfire has been set ablaze everywhere, and several soldiers are standing there looking at us. Some soldiers are after us with arrows on their bows.

It's night now, but I can't help but say that the opposite is evident with the bonfire burning.

Well, I know Fafnir won't be hostile because he's famous, but it's a little spiritually painful when he's targeted from such a remote place.

"What's up?

Standing up in such a delicate mood, Faerona then comes down as she lends a hand to Solnea.

The figure is a structure that can also be taken as a black princess in a deep window and a knight in an elf. Maybe if I did the same thing, it wouldn't work.

"No, Arbenelm doesn't have good memories."

"Right."

Elmenhilde whines about how far you understand my words. Even for this guy, there are all sorts of emotional events on this continent... maybe.

On second thought, even though I know that some of my memories are missing by reviving Ermenhilde, I realize that I don't know which memories are still very clear.

... maybe now, but I don't know anything about him, either.

"Mr. Lotus, is something wrong?

"Oh, no. Nothing."

She leans her neck adorably when she replies to Ami, who came down from Fafnir with her shoulders flaunted.

When I stroked Ami like that to tap her head lightly, she sighed.

"Treat children, do not"

"I'm sorry. It's a habit."

"... already"

Look at Ami like that. Couscous, Miss Francesca and Mululu are laughing. And Solnea looks strange when she sees Ami and laughs at the two of them. Well, it's the usual sight.

Doing so, several humans walk over here. Some of them were faces I found out about.

"Was it Lotus again?"

One of those familiar faces walks over unsecured when he sees my face. The upper body is half naked - wrapped around clothes, but that's just the body. The right arm is peeled out and the left arm, on the other hand, is asymmetrical from left to right, covered by a spiritual silver (misrille) armrest (armguard). On its back, a spear bigger than a body about one head bigger than mine - should a large sole with a blade be called a long patterned sword or knife?

In the bonfire, I wonder if my scratchy face has broken like a child, and as it were, he holds my shoulder with his arms as big as its round.

It's hot and bitter - and it stinks of sweat.

That arm, which I haven't seen in a year, is more scratchy than it used to be, and it tells me how harsh life is here.

But......

"Why are you half naked, you are!?

'Cause it's hot.

"Lie!? It's fucking cold, as always."

"Temper, temper. If the mind is extinguished, the fire will cool again. If you move your body, you can do something about this cold."

"I think it's just Ito..."

Ami shrugged blushing. But the soldiers who came with Ryu said, "It's a boulder, Captain!" and rejoicing.... Are all the people here bloodthirsty? I don't know, I don't feel like I'm wrong about what bloodthirsty means.

"What. Not only Lianshi, but Ami doesn't seem to be in the mood."

"No. I have the energy to maintain that tension..."

With that said, Ami is one step away from me, who can't run away with Ryu shouldering her shoulders. When I asked for help with my gaze, I was distracted.

"What. After a while, you've been reluctant."

"I'm not reluctant..."

"This is how I used to get involved with Lotus, and I was angry not to steal Lotus from me"

"I never said that!?

But Ami, who immediately eats to Ryu and hangs up. Laughing at Ami's reaction like that on her heels, she finally releases herself from her muscle-ridden arms.

With a slight cough, Miss Francesca takes a step to support her and controls her like that with her hands.

"It's gonna be okay."

"Oops. I'm just kidding. The usual takeover, that's him."

"If I'd always done this, I'd die sometime."

I mean it and squeal, but I can't get you to laugh and deal with it lavishly. Instead, he slapped me on the back to work out more and coughed up extra. What do you care? Ermen Hilde was whispering in agreement, but I'll ignore it. You like this muscle Dharma, you.

As stupid as ever, this one can't even afford to scream.

"King of Arms" - a warrior who uses every weapon. Takashi Ito, a burning red hair that was dyed in the original world, and a scratchy body made of a demon crusade. The body, which had been forged from the beginning, is further forged in this world, making it so muscular that it does not suffocate when it comes to muscle dynamics.

And on the left hip, a sword and an arrow barrel. Two daggers on the right hip. Long patterned tweezers and bows on the back. There are other throwing knives hanging from the belt, and perhaps there are other weapons that we are planting.

The whole body is full of weapons. Especially eye-catching is the buckwheat on the back.

Illuminated by the bonfire lights, the sole is darker than the darkness of night, black. A weapon that unleashes so much decadence that Ermenhilde, Fafnir, king of dragons, Fayrona and Mululu will shut up.

Originally it was a spear. "Tool Man" Kudo Phosphorous retrained Dragon Killer's specialty. - It is a weapon that was stabbed for years in the feet of Fafnir, who was rampaging around on Arbenelm continent, and cursed with his blood.

"Excuse me. Excuse me."

"Damn......"

"As always, you're doing well"

"If you cheer up from me, there's nothing left."

That said, step away from the luxuriously laughing Ryu.

"I'll introduce you. My traveling companion now."

"Oops.... I just wanted to say, you're tired of a long journey, aren't you? Let's prepare a meal."

To my words, childish laughter disappears, and I turn to serious obscenities. I'm serious about this kind of place.

The difference between work and personal life is severe, or what?

Ami sighs just like me to Ryu, who suddenly looks serious, and turns her gaze to me to see what's wrong with the Faeronas.

"Don't you dare, make it rice"

On Fafnir's back, he said he didn't get a busy meal.

Instead of having the precious experience of spending almost an entire day on the back of a dragon, I'd say it's terrible rhetoric. Now, Fafnir, who had been silent until now, exhaled loudly, silently. With that exhalation, one bonfire goes out again.

"I'm going back."

"Already?"

It was Ryu who replied to the words. As surprised, I look up at Fafnir.

"I was going to ask you to use it later at Dragon Mountain."

"... there will be just the right people for that stuff - ask for a range"

"Don't get attached, same as always"

"Hmm."

Shoulder-looking Ryu, to the unscrupulous words. As for Fafnir, I don't like Ryu with the end of the spear that has tormented me for years, but as Ryu, I like this magnificent and powerful dragon. Looking good or something. Muscle dynamics are also otokonomies in their heads.

What a man of water and oil and one.

"Say hello to your coat. Tell them I'll play with you next time."

"Who will make you see me?"

Fafnir turns his neck towards the sea silently as it is. Ryu also walks out just saying he's done talking, and then he goes after Fayrona and the others with a voice.

When Fafnir crosses the fence in the square where he descended, more than ten pass by one log house.

Dozens of people seem to live together inside.

"I'll explain it to you tomorrow."

You must have noticed you were walking around, looking around. That's what Ryu says.

I saw me walking in the back. I didn't have a bareback... as usual, he's a sharp guy.

That's how I was guided by a fortress built by magic that dictated natural rock walls. A bonfire was also burned rotten at its entrance, with several soldiers standing watch.

The soldiers salute us with their breasts stretched out and look at us unusual. And when I saw me or Ami, I saluted her with more breast than ever. Apparently, they know our faces.

Maybe we've met somewhere, but I don't remember the faces of all the soldiers on the boulder.

In the rock - I don't know, it was a prime.

The walls are hung with magic lights, and the blue and white light, unlike the bonfire lights, is indoors - I don't know if it's right, but it lights up brightly. There is nothing particularly new in that room. The wooden shelf holds various accessories and protective equipment, and the walls are equipped with weapons, including swords.

He must have stripped it from some other demon, big leather and bones... some of which are like heads of cows (minotaurs) or nails that have my arm's length.

Miss Francesca and Mululu, who noticed them, looked interestingly indoors.

"The dining room is this way"

Apparently, there's even a dining room. Further down, you will be directed to a room with a number of large wooden long desks.

This is the dining room, and the room behind this looks like a cooking area. I smelled good from the back, gu, and my stomach rang. Me and... it's Mululu. When I saw him, he smashed his flank.

"The quality of ingredients will drop compared to Imnesia and Elflame, but be patient"

"Oh, shit!? I'm so excited."

It was Miss Francesca that Ryu turned his words to what he thought.

I'm surprised by the sudden words, followed by a smile and say I'm looking forward to it...... Me and Ami, who know what the ingredients are for Arbenelm continent, are not in the mood to enjoy.

Still, you can prepare a meal, so I'm going to eat it right.

"You're having fun, aren't you?

"Absolutely. I haven't had a guest in a long time. Tell the cook to wave his arm."

"You're being mean."

"Travelers are one of the few entertainers."

Cheerful, and laughing in a voice that could be described as "gahaha," Ryu disappears towards the cooking place.

After I dropped him off after that, Miss Francesca looked at this one anxiously.

"Uh... did I say something weird?

"Oh, no. It would be rare for anyone to come to Arbenelm... for the first time in a long time, you must be happy."

From the Francesca ladies, that would be a good nuisance.

Several soldiers walk to the cooking area after Ryu. I don't think you have to entertain me so much.

Well, if this is the fashion here, let's try to entertain it.

Whether there will be ghosts (orgasms) or snakes (medusas) - true, I have trouble eating both.