The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

I like white.

Nothing has offended me, white. Pure white. Innocent.

... No, I don't want to go that far.

I just like white. Although it is only a difference to the extent that there are more good memories than other colors. Still, I'm better white than any other color.

"I wonder if it'll pile up."

Faerona hips down to the fence the other day where she sees the sea she was sitting, looking up at the gray sky, squeaking so poorly. What falls from thick cloudy weather into the earth is snow.

The sole, which would otherwise be pure white, also appears somewhere cloudy in proportion to the light of the dim sky on the earth, where the sun's rays do not reach.

I can see, not. It's really gray because of the smoke and volcanic ash that overflows the current lava in the distance and rises from the active volcano. When this hits the window, it gets dirty. Keep looking up at the sky for a while, thinking like some other HR.

"Don't get cold."

"Why don't you go back to your room before you get sick?

"Ha-ha-ha."

He grinned back at Ermenhilde's rare voice of worry, and his gaze still remained pointed at the sky. A few soldiers pass around, but they don't seem to care much about me.

Living on the Arbenelm continent, I guess it's something I'm used to seeing, like snow.

Rather, is it weirder to be happy to see the snow like me?

"In my world, a child is a wind child."

"You wouldn't even be my age as a child."

"My heart is meant to be a child no matter how long it takes."

"You're an annoying kid."

crease and a low laugh, rare for Ermenhilde to do. Because I told you I was a child, and now you're making such an uncomfortable, forcibly grown-up laugh.

When that discomfort makes you shiver your shoulders with laughter, the same flashy voice as always: '... why laugh' with a unique voice that can be taken in your head by both the usual man and woman.

"I guess it's because I make weird voices."

"... hum"

Apparently, he bent his umbilical cord.

Gaze from sky to sea as you loosen your mouth to such Elmen Hilde.

It snowed. The climate of the Arbenelm continent will surely accumulate tomorrow morning.

I've been on this continent for four days. Will we see how it goes tomorrow and leave the day after tomorrow?

Look far as you think about the future. The continent of Imnesia, inhabited by humans. Elflame continent inhabited by beasts and subhumans. And here, the Arbenelm continent, inhabited by demons and demons.

It's a long way off, I suppose. From here, instead of the continent of Imnesia, we cannot even see the continent of Elflame. Beyond the sea, the horizon is hidden by thick fog. Is it the scissors that jump from time to time as far as you can see?... I don't know if there are any pigeons in this world or if pigeons jump in the first place.

I get up thinking about weird things.

Depending on the weather ahead, I am telling the Francesca ladies that if there is snow, we will leave this fort and head to Dragon Mountain. But you should tell him again.

That's what I think, and I walk out with an idea of where the four of us would be. Even so, there are not so many options.

"If you think the sun was watching the sky for a day, does it finally work?

"I was observing the weather for once."

'... is it hard to at least, with some help like Francesca and the others?

"In the winter, water work is done by…"

"It wouldn't even be the personality you care about."

It hurts, dude. Well, well...... although it's not a personality I care about.

I just don't like the cold when I tell you the truth. If that's what I'm going to say, I'm going to keep my mouth shut because it's going to keep my mouth shut instead of my novel.

We're going to the laundry. In a laundry built by leading one of the rivers flowing from the interior of the Arbenelm continent towards the sea into the fort, I know that the Francesca ladies have been helping me out a lot lately.

What would your parents think if they asked, such as a noble lady using a laundry board to wash things? Laugh that you've had a good experience, or what you're doing to our daughter. Well, I don't know much about you, but those parents would be the former, and I was making them do what Miss Francesca wanted me to do.

I think it's a good experience, too. Well, if you ask me what that does, I'll be cramped with answers.

With that in mind, I arrived at the laundry immediately. Like the other buildings in the fort, the exterior is a hut made of marutai, but unlike the other huts, the floor floats. And a thin river was flowing towards the sea so as to pass through the center of its floating floor. The floating white thing would be bubbles.

When we first arrived, there was no detergent in the other world, but now detergent has spread to the military and some citizens thanks to the work of the 'tool user' Kudo. Anything, water and alcohol, and later citrus essential oils, they can make it. I know it's easy to find out, but when I first came to this world, I thought, "You can only make detergents in a factory."

That's how detergents made in people's hands were now cheap and readily available. In the cabin, Miss Francesca and Mululu mixed up with soldiers who would have been free, women who were catering for meals, etc... and for some reason, even helping with laundry to Solnea.

"Ah, Dear Range..."

Miss Francesca, who noticed me opening the cabin door, raised her face and then hid the white cloth in her hand with a trivial trick into the pile of laundry.

Is that underwear?

I think I'm at peace around thinking about such a nasty thing. Pretend you didn't notice, but instead turn your gaze toward the corner of the cabin, where nothing is placed in particular.

After a short time, in response to Miss Francesca's voice, the soldiers and women who had been doing laundry together became nervous faces. The soldiers took off the helmet they were wearing with a beat between them. It was a woman.

"Oh, no. It's not such a big deal, so don't be afraid."

When I said I was out of my shoulder, I felt the same vibe back in the cabin as before I showed my face to the cabin... I didn't originally stay in the cabin, so I don't know what the vibe was until then.

"Miss Francesca, Mulu. I need to talk to you a little."

"Yes, I understand"

"Yeah."

Nothing, I can talk to you at this place, but somehow I call the two of you outside the cabin with care. Solnea... I'll have Miss Francesca explain it to me later.

I don't know, but I didn't want to give him water if he washed his clothes and was familiar with it in people's circles.

"What's wrong?

"... if you think it's cold, snow..."

Miss Francesca asked that question first at the opening as she exited the cabin, and Mululu loosened her mouth when she looked up at the sky and saw the snow that had begun to descend earlier.

Around here, you two have the opposite personality, I suppose.

"It's finally starting to snow. I came to tell him that if he keeps coming down and piles up tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, he's going on a journey to Dragon Mountain..."

"Ah... is that right"

To give the gist, Miss Francesca was surprised...... followed by a slightly lonely look.

When I asked if something had happened, I finally got used to being close to the people who live here. For that smiling reason, I loosen my mouth.

"Just meet the dragon. You'll be back in twenty days."

To Dragon Mountain, about a week each way. It won't take twenty days to think about it at your leisure. Miss Francesca, accustomed to her previous journeys, would have no physical problems.

Unfortunately for later...... I can't be sure of all this. I waited for the snow to drop the chance of encountering that “unforeseen event” at all. Later is luck.

"Right."

When I said that, my anxiety cleared up, and he gave me the usual soft smile.

Because I'm used to seeing it, I'm a little restless if Miss Francesca isn't smiling. Somehow, you mean it darkens to the atmosphere of the field, not just Miss Francesca? Is it a moodmaker, or something like this?

"Do you understand Mululu, too?

Are you listening to me or not? Boo, Mululu, who was looking up at the sky, turned to me for the first time when he called his name.

"Okay."

"You're losing your mind too..."

"Not as good as a range"

Right. Ah. When I turned my frigid gaze, I got a slightly murky look.

"I'll do what needs to be done."

"Me, too."

'... do you?

Ermenhilde raised his voice of doubt as he said with his chest stretched against Mulu.

Dropping her shoulder in an attitude because her voice was a truly suspicious object, Miss Francesca laughs cutely with Couscous as she hides her mouth with her hands.

"You're close."

"Umm."

"You're not."

Ermenhilde groans proudly and immediately denies it. Then, now a severe sigh echoed in my head.

They also sounded like Miss Francesca and Mululu, all three of them loosening their mouths. Cough up and pay for a soft atmosphere while feeling like style beauty the flow so far.

"Well, that's the thing. Tonight, but get ready."

"Okay."

"Yeah."

"And tell Solnea later, too."

"Yes."

That's all I tell you, break up. Later it is Faerona and Ami, but are the two in the dining room or Ryu's room?

The other day, Ryu demanded me or measured my strength... since then, Ryu and Fayrona have been training together a lot. Rather than that, they say Ryu is unilaterally training Fayrona.

He seems to like what touched the harp line of his heart a lot, but does he know that Faerona is older?... Well, the person is older or not, but I guess the personality of saying what I want to say won't heal in the future.

Maybe it's my job to keep an eye out for the neighborhood, but I wonder if it's okay with him. Especially if this kind of world is close to life and death.

Live like you want to, rather than live weirdly. - That makes me very jealous from time to time.

... Well, I envy that way of life, but I think that way of life is going to make a lot of enemies. I know he has no offense, so I don't know how to say "enemy," but some people don't like it when they get slightly grounded in their chests. Kudo, Utano. On the contrary, does Soichi or Masaki-chan feel comfortable with Ryu saying what he wants to say or do horses fit?

"What's up?

"Ainya. I won't be seeing Ryu again for a while, so I was wondering if I'd have a drink tonight."

'... ha'

"Worried?

"Hmm."

I guess we're going to be watching at the door on the continent side. Several soldiers in iron armor helmets pass by my side for a small run.

When I stop at nothing, I drop off behind it.

"Hey, I'm fine."

"Range is too cheerful"

To the word - loosen your mouth wide, show your teeth and laugh.

"Right."

It's snowing. Grey, cloudy, dirty snow.

This is our last journey. of Solnea.

Thinking about it makes me a little sentimental.

Earlier, we were doing laundry together, Solnea. Solnea turned her anger at Ryu about Fayrona. Solnea troubles Chez's hand.

I think he's changed compared to when we first met. A change that would, I'm sure, tip my neck if I told him in person.

We're probably the ones closest to seeing the change. Me, Hermen Hilde, Miss Francesca, Faerona, Ami and Mulu.

At the end of this journey, he becomes the demon god… the enemy of mankind. I'm sure he won't be hostile to mankind. But what's next? All this time, what's the future? Nobody knows what's ahead.

People and demons may join hands, and maybe there will be another war.

Either way - we weren't by Solnea's side then.

"Ha."

The exhaling breath is white. Look up at the sky as you rock your black hair and jacket (cape) hem in the cold transverse wind.

Solnea says nothing.

Are you accepting it or are you worried inside? I don't know that either. But I think it's about to change... Since I bought him a chessboard and a pawn in a commercial city (Merdiole), I feel like I'm about to change a little bit.

Such a figure... looks like Elle.

In the last battle, you were determined to die, but you didn't tell anyone... you didn't even tell me. It looks like him.

Solnea, angry about Fayrona, looks a lot like Elle.

At first there was nothing, no emotion. But we traveled together and it changed a little bit. Human-like, human smell.... If we could have traveled longer together, would Solnea have changed more?

"Exhale, and that's all happiness will escape."

"Well, that's tough"

When happiness escapes any more, I feel like all I have left is misfortune.

In a light answer to Elmen Hilde's attention, he enters the fort to look for Ami and Fayrona, whining when it is cold. No matter how much that muscle idiot is, it's snowing but he's working out Fayrona in a training field outside... I don't think so.