The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

This one was also made through a rock, looking out the window. The sky is covered in thick clouds, and it's going to rain or snow even now. So cold by then...... well, this degree of cold is normal in Arbenelm continent.

I've experienced it once before, and it's a lot warmer during the day compared to last night. Drowsiness flies in its cold when you get your feet off the bed and touch the stone floor with your bare feet.

"It's still cold, this way"

When I said it while looking for leather boots that I should have taken off last night, Elmen Hilde laughed low.

'Cause it's cold and I just want you to stop imitating it like it's wrapped in a blanket all the time'

"I know."

The leather boots I finally found were rolling away from the bed. How could I have taken off my boots last night so far away?

I wonder about myself, but, well, conclude that it must be because I was drunk. I drank with Ryu quite late last night.

Even so, alcohol is precious in such a remote area that it was diluted with water. Still, drinking while flowering in the old story was fun and I swallowed it until I was stuck getting sick. No matter how thin the liquor, they get weirdly drunk after a long drink.

On the bed, get dressed with the blanket laid down, and bring your bare feet down onto the stone floor again.

"Ugh, cold cold"

'... pitiful'

Elmen Hilde speaks out as she whines from the bottom of her heart.

"Absolutely. What are we going to do with people going to dragon territory?"

"I'll do something."

'Are you positive or backwards... that's a word you get lost in judgment'

"Turn around. Then move on. It looks spicy."

Wear boots whispering lightly and weave a jacket (cape) that likewise fell on the floor. Finally, hang the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword on your left hip to confirm the bundle of knives you are putting on your belt.

This outfit is also a long time. At the end of this journey, I won't even be in a good mood, but should I have Kudo build me a new piece of gear?

Leaving the room with that in mind, there's still not much sign of people. I guess everyone's already up and starting their own work.

Huge rocks - fortifications made through seaside cliffs are divided into three main sections: residential areas and objects, divided into training grounds. Laundry and the like are apparently done in loghouses made of wood assembled outside the fort, bringing the total number of people here to about five hundred. In time, they say there are only about four hundred people who can fight.

Much less. Before, there were tens of thousands of armies packed with humans, subhumans, and beasts when we had a showdown with the army of demons on this continent.

Its, tens of thousands of armies and demons, and an infinite number of demons from here through the Great Plains north, two bridges connecting the three continents… collapsed one of them, occupied one of them, in a plain in front of a castle inhabited by demons - the two armies broke in and made their final showdown.

Tens of thousands of soldiers put their lives on the scale to deflect the eyes of the demons from us going to the castle of the demons.

... I remember that and feel indescribable. Are you sad or do you miss it? I don't know how to put it into words.

It's just - hundreds of soldiers here. They seem to be the people who survived that showdown, who set the showdown at that time as the place of death, but did not die. I recognize a few of them because they were people I knew at that time.

Plus, the average age is a lot higher. I don't think most of them are very old with Mr. O'Brien. The youngest one here seems to be Ryu. He's also twenty-six this year, even though he's younger than me. If you are a soldier or a knight in the royal castle of Imnesia, there are younger men.

"Well, what are we going to do?"

Fafnir told me to come and be recognized by the dragons, but climbing that mountain over there is also life-threatening. I'm going to rest for a while before heading out, but I don't have any business just having to do something in this fort.

I don't know where he is even as I seem to talk to Ryu, and I don't have the aggressiveness to do anything from myself. But there's no point in wasting time and time.

Take the path you don't know appropriately and head to the dining room. To do anything, start with the tummy. Because that's what I thought.

When I went to the dining room relying on my memory from last night, I was mixed up with soldiers in the fort to prepare a simple meal.

There are more than a dozen soldiers in the dining room. Not so much. Apparently, most soldiers and non-combatants already work out. Most of the people in this room are looking at me like they weren't here until last night.

"You're being watched."

"I wasn't here until yesterday. It must be rare."

At this rate, we're not together now, but maybe the Francescas were seen the same way. With that in mind, I get breakfast in line for people.

Meat cooked in two pieces with bread about the size of a clenching fist until thinly cut and scorched. And a soup with a small amount of vegetables. Apparently, this is the normal meal at this fort. Last night's extravagant meal seemed to have been specially prepared. Best hospitality to us on this continent.... you don't have to worry about that.

"I'll have it," he mutters in his heart as his hands go deeper than usual for his pre-meal thanks.

And I remember what we talked about last night.

Ryuda also realized there was something wrong with the demon. An unprecedented act… demons that can't possibly flock flock, demons that live inland appear near the sea. The anomaly. They're asking me to solve the anomaly. That's why I've prepared a fancy meal for us... Is that too much to think about? I guess I just prepared it for a welcome.

Chop the dried bread by hand and transport it to your mouth with crunchy roasted meat.

"Yeah, yummy"

The more you chew, the more flavor you develop, or the unique flavor spreads in your mouth. After a good bite and taste, I mouth bread and meat again when swallowed with the soup.

When you finish breakfast by repeating it several times, thank the kitchen cook when lowering the dishes and leave the dining room behind.

Well.

"Where are the Francesca ladies?

"Well. Looking around the fort, maybe outside."

I can't believe it, they don't even know Elmen Hilde. I sigh into the words of my comforting partner and I dare not walk out. Even when we stop, we know full well from previous experience that we can't find a person to look for.

Leaving the dining room, in a room with a large stone round table like a conference room and lots of chairs, a warehouse lined with weapons such as swords and spears, armor helmets, and a laundry using rivers flowing from the inland to the sea. I look around at different places, but I can't find the people you're looking for.

... and so I realized that I had not yet peeked into the room that would have been assigned to Miss Francesca.

Now really, if I'd been resting in my own room. That is the dumb end.

Speaking of which, you didn't see the room.

'.................. ha'

When I spoke about it, Ermenhilde was heavy... and I breathed out a heavy sigh that even my soul was about to come out of my mouth.

... you didn't even realize. That's what I want to say, but swallow the word. I'm an adult.

But that's how I found Fayrona looking out at the ocean before I turned my back on my heels to go to my friends' room. Out of sight, behind the log house. Watching the ocean without doing anything, sitting back on a fence built to keep you from falling off a chopped cliff.

Soft golden thread hair stretched to the shoulders and a feather-weaved coat (cape) are shaking in the sea breeze.

"Hmm, a range?

Before this one says anything, Faerona notices me calling her name. But I never see this one. The gaze remains on the ocean.

"Isn't it cold? You're gonna catch a cold."

"Right - the wind blowing towards this earth, cold"

To the words, exhale. I felt there was a difference in temperature between the words I pointed at and the words Faerona responded to.

I wonder if Faerona is saying this because the wind blowing from the sea is clearly different from the sole felt in the commercial city (Merdiole) and in the ports of the Arbenelm continent.

The night before the showdown on this continent. Reminds me of the words Delwin was saying. On this continent, the presence of the Spirit is rare. So green withers without growing, water clouds, and life thins. So the only demons and demons who can live in this Arbenelm continent are those who do not need the protection of the Spirit.

Seeing the side of Fayrona as she remembered that, she looked sad to say she seemed lonely somewhere.

"Don't you feel any sign of the Spirit, do you?

"That too, there is"

That too, huh?

I wonder if there's anything else next to it. The view Faerona sees is something that can't even be described as beautiful in flattery. Strong winds, rough seas. Cloudy skies that last all the way far.

"It's nothing like the ocean from Imnesia or the Elflame continent."

"Right."

Ermenhilde responds to Faerona's words.

"The earth is cloudy all the time," he said.

Someone must have told me. That's what Faerona says. That voice still sounds sad.

"Oh.... the sunshine may have been about a year ago"

The power of a completely open weapon of God's killing (Ermenhilde) during a showdown with the demon god Naifer. With its power, it tore not only the demon god, but the castle where the demon god lived and the gray clouds that were ahead, even the sky.

The blue sky I saw back then was really, like a gem because it had always been cloudy.

Oh, I remember that.

"Is it clear?

"For a moment."

With that said, Faerona's gaze turned this way. Reply to that gaze by clapping your shoulders.

"I'm not going to do it again. I'm tired."

"... right"

And sigh.

"That sounds like a range."

"I'm glad to hear your praise."

'I don't think you've been complimented. Absolutely'

At the same time, I was stunned by Ermenhilde.

When that shuddering voice shook her shoulder with laughter, Fayrona also shook her shoulder with her gaze pointed towards the sea again.

"Mmm."

Ermenhilde reacts flashly to our reaction. I think Fayrona understands his character and how he handles it.

"So, what's up? Are we leaving already?

"No. Like I said last night, we're gonna take a break here for a while."

Say that, take your gaze to the sky.

This season, it's time for snow on Arbenelm continent. The snow that has fallen builds up to about knee height and interrupts our journey. That is, if you do poorly, you get lost in the road and stay in distress. It is not unlikely that you will lose your life.

Well, once the geography around here is still in my head. No, from this fort to Dragon Mountain, and from Dragon Mountain to the demon god Neifer or Demon King...... and the way to the castle where the former demon king Sherfa was sitting.

Forty-two days. No, it's been forty days. Time to the showdown that Kotaro's "Futuristic Eye of Demons” saw. I'm going to use that time - the last time, precisely and dearly.

"I've been looking for you guys. I don't know all the faces around me."

"Right. Now I want to watch the ocean for a while - later, it would help if you could introduce me when time is available"

"Mmm, okay."

Nothing, I don't mean to impose it either. Faerona also looks a little sentimental about whether she feels the journey will end on this continent. It's not difficult to get close. More than that, its side looks lonely somewhere.

... since last night when Ryu and I were talking. At that time, maybe there was something to feel.

Fafnir told me to be recognized by the dragons... so I told him to listen.

Well, the scale's too big, I guess. Faerona, who said she had never been out of the continent of Imnesia. That is to cross the Elves to the Elflame, where the Demons live, to the Arben Elm... If you will come with me like this, you will now proceed to the Dragons' territory.

I don't think I'm cowering...

Besides, it's more unnatural not to think of anything.

Because some dragons are friendly to people, like Fafnir, and some dragons can be considered to be killings and killings, like Vritra.

"Don't you know the ladies Francesca?

"I'm sure he was referring to chess in his room with Lord Aya."

"Chess?"

"Lord Takashi came to visit the room and lost in battle with Solnea."

"... right"

He hates losing.

Ever since, am I referring to chess? I don't think I'm in that free position...

This fort is dominated by soldiers coming from Imnesia, and Ryu should not have belonged to the Knights of Imnesia. But I thought he was standing like a captain (leader) because of the way he stood yesterday.

Well, maybe there's some freedom.

Then I'll go to my room, too.

"Right."

"Faerona, go back before your body gets cold, too."

"Oh."

I'm not worried about Faerona. At first sip, I turn my back and walk out.

"Range"

To that voice, look back. Faerona was - looking at this one over her shoulder. Blonde hair caught in the wind hides that look, and with what look - eyes, I don't know if you're looking at me.

"... no, it's nothing"

"Ooh. See you later."

"Phew...... oh, I'll see you later"

But I said something, and I stopped.

'What's wrong with you?

Leaving Fayrona, Ermenhilde asks.

"I don't know. Daimyo, you've been told something by Ryu, who's pointing to chess."

"I see."

He can't read the air. Maybe he said and heard a lot about it.

I don't know what you heard, but maybe you cared about it and were alone.

Well, that too, you just have to ask.

Takashi can't read the air.

He wouldn't want you to tell him either.

'... rude'

Seeing me say such a light word with the eyes of two soldiers standing at the entrance to the fort looking at something weird.

Speaking of which, Elmenhilde's voice was not heard except by me.