The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Well, how far would you have climbed?

Third or fourth. You can see the distance from the Arbenelm continent higher than the flat, and you can see exactly how thin this continent is.

I feel my eyesight has improved because I have often seen far away since I came to this world.

A week's walk away. Even so, you can see seaside fortifications where cloudy air makes you feel as if you're misty, and the bridge that connects the three continents of Arbenelm.

Climb the mountain with a slight disturbance of breath and rest with an occasional view of the view.

- I can see it.

Far away. Far away. A castle surrounded by black clouds, as if it were so far away that it could even be the other side.

Is the time about noon? Sometimes the feeling of time becomes obscure on this continent, which is constantly covered by thick gray clouds. Even so, the rocky castle built by cutting off the mountains - that place, which was the castle of the demon god Naifer, is as dark as night.

Black clouds are pale stained with lightning and deep black where your soul is about to be sucked in just watching them so far apart.

Even though the castle is an eye-catching castle, the atmosphere you feel is black. It gives the illusion that there is still the magic of Naifer in that place - the remnants of his soul.

"What's wrong, Range?

"No... nothing"

"Boo, don't be nervous."

"Heck."

'... a thoughtless reply. Not at all.'

Soon, I stopped to look in.

Worried by Solnea, who came later, the next voice I heard was Elmenhilde...... as usual. No, it's a little more sting than usual.

Those two...... go to one alone, nothing or I'll flaunt my shoulders and resume climbing. But now Solnea, who spoke to me, was stopping that leg.

When I went a few steps further and realized it, I stopped again.

A little further, everyone is ahead of Ami and Fayrona. We'll be the only ones left behind.

"Let's go, Solnea"

"... that's the castle where the demon god lived."

Words closer to monologue than a reply to this one. Those eyes are far away - they remain directed toward the rocky castle surrounded by black clouds, undistorted.

Dark hair spread wide by a sudden strong wind. The wind grabbed him, but Solnea didn't care.

The side of it. White skin peeking from messy hair. My eyes stare at the distance...... I have no emotions on my face. It's supposed to be something I'm used to seeing.

"Oh.... I don't want to go, do I?

"What do you think"

Since when? Solnea stopped saying "I don't know".

I started thinking for myself and mouthing answers. I feel that's just enough of a change, when I first met you - you know, Solnea, who emerged from a crystal I'm not sure about?

Seeing the side of Solnea like that, see the destination of the journey (Castle of the Demon God).

There, I'll take him.

I'm sure there's Shelfa over there... and there's a new demon king who turned into him and took the throne.

When I think about it, I feel more effort than climbing this high mountain, and a deep sigh is about to leak.

Now, steal that bucket of stuff's eye, and how should I take Solnea?

"Just"

"Hmm?"

"... don't end your journey,"

How many thoughts are in that word? I don't get it.

The journey ends.

Me and Solnea have different thoughts and different meanings. And if I say something here, it won't reach Solnea... it won't reach Solnea's heart, you know.

- The wind blows.

Cold wind. Strong wind that shakes Solnea's hair and grabs her feathered coat (cape).

So when the two of us watched the distant scenery for a while, Amida, who was moving on, came back. Looks like he worried about us not coming after hours.

"Let's go, Solnea"

"Yes."

Now, give a firm reply and move on with your legs.

... After all, is there something about Solnea that I think is different too?

With that in mind, I'll resume climbing too. The summit you're aiming for is still far away. Not so steep mountain, but just expensive.

I think there is something quite mentally twisted about the fact that the end seems to be in sight and out of reach.

"Ha."

What do you think that sigh is?

My partner in my pocket reacted to the breath I leaked feeling fatigued I didn't even know.

"Are you tired?

"Oh. You want to throw everything out and sit back"

"Right."

Again, exhale.

Elmen Hilde's voice is too gentle, but I know I won't sit around... and when I move on, he believes me. I feel that way. - I want to live up to such Ermenhilde trust, against myself.

"Hurry or they'll leave you."

To that voice, raise your face.

Mululu and Miss Francesca, who were a little further ahead, waited for me as I occasionally stopped to worry about me being delayed.

I'll be right there.

Pity.

A concurrent human being... I feel sorry for myself because I have no magic, so I have only less than a concurrent human strength in this world.

How did this happen?

How many times has that bothered me? But that's me. I'm the only one who decided to move on.

... That's how I wanted to live.

Then again, how far would you have climbed? The dim sky darkened its darkness even more, and I can imagine now at dusk.

It had not yet reached the middle of the mountain, but it was finally possible to reach a flat place I remember. There are many small pebbles on the ground, with soil peeking beneath them. Unlike at the foot, there is little green. All you can see is white rock skin and ground

And a river with hot air flowing up trying to sew between such rocky skins.

"Oh, we're finally here"

A few minutes late from the Faeronas who were walking in the fight. Finally, we arrived at today's camp.

When I put my stuff at my feet exhaling, I breathe deeply and exhale.

I climbed a mountain path, and my legs are like sticks. Follow the river that raises the hot air as you immediately sit back and feel like resting.

What is there is a natural bath - a hot spring - in which leaky water flows from between the mountains into rocky skin that is not in people's hands or otherwise. In terms of size, a dozen meters in all directions. Quite large, the other edge is completely hidden by the hot air.

Between that hot air, I see a figure. It seemed that Fayrona and the others were standing on the edge of the hot springs and peering into each other.

"Ah, Master Range"

Miss Francesca, who noticed me standing tired, smiles back.

Hot spring hot air shakes damp honey-colored hair and sweaty neck muscles peek in thickness. Apparently it's hot and loose the chest of the blouse, and the neck muscles are oddly glossy.

It's still indefensible, but if a man is two of us, me and Faerona, he'll be as cautious as that. For once, I'm going to behave quite gently.

Approaching the hot springs with such stupid things in mind.

It should be said that the hot springs are unique or smell like sulfur on my nose. I wouldn't mind so much if I got used to it, but Muru, who had a good nose, didn't seem to like it and looked up. Still not leaving the hot springs because the interest prevails over the smell of the hot springs?

"Weird smell"

"It's good for you, huh? Hot springs heal fatigue just by coming in."

"Really?

Ha,. With a distracted voice, Miss Francesca and Mululu looked closer as they peered into the hot spring.

After a while, the smell of unfamiliarity quickly left me. The way it looked was ridiculous, and when I shook my shoulders to keep them out of my voice, they noticed me visibly. Mululu turns a certain gaze, and Miss Francesca shyly slips away from her face.

"Suppose we rest here today"

"... here?

"This smell won't bring any demons or beasts."

"I see."

As Fayrona shrugged as impressed and left the hot spring, she lowered the bags on her shoulders to the ground.

Keep the bags open and start preparing for the night camp.

Arrange the rolling stones around it in a raw form, and I guess they were picking it up at the foot of the mountain, putting together dead branches to start the fire. I can burn fire in no time.

"It's a hot spring in the corner. Suppose we go in after dinner."

Put the iron pan over such an incendiary fire, and say so. It is difficult to drink water mixed with sulfur, so ask Ami to make ice, drop it into the pan and turn it into water.

Now, let's say you don't have that many cooking options with the rest of the dried meat and dried bread, but you make something that you can eat appropriately.

Shake your right hand and a white blade creates a beautiful knife (Ermenhilde).

……

He sighed in silence without saying anything, though, as Ermenhilde had said something.

"Good, Hot Springs"

Ami, who came by the burning fire, said so. In my hand, I don't know where I picked it up... well, it would be the forest at the foot... but I had some nuts. It's nuts like walnuts.

Receive the offered sole and break the shell with a knife pattern.

"Until we make dinner, can we come in?

"I can't do this from such a bright hour."

When I told him to tear it up, he pissed me off.

That must have been an interesting reaction, Fayrona laughing out loud as she was silently packing. Usually a sober Fayrona laughed, and Ami dyed her cheeks shyly, too.

"Ugh."

When was that? It reminds me not of this hot spring, but of a snooping incident in a hot spring on the continent of Elflame.

I did an idiot to cheer up Soichi who was depressed... maybe I remembered that. When it comes to just being teased, Ami's cheeks are red.

You look disgusting.

"Rude...... I'm as usual"

"As usual, it's a disgusting face"

…………

I can no longer say anything, and when I try to concentrate on cooking in silence, Miss Francesca, Mululu and Solnea, who would be tired of watching the hot springs, also come here.

After all, he seemed to be scratching a different sweat than all three of them walked in the heat of the hot springs.

"It's warm when you say it's outside"

Miss Francesca said so with her hands paying for the hair hanging from her ears. Next to it, Mululu is taking off his coat (cloak). Healthy white arms become dewy.

"It's near the hot springs."

Ami, who says so, is also pumping air with her fingers picking the chest of the red sorcerer's clothes. I won't say anything, but Faerona was looking hot somewhere, too.

I also take off my coat (cape) and remove the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword that was hanging on my hips as I felt the heat.

Do you mean you don't feel anything, or is it just Solnea as usual?

"Dip in the hot springs today and get some rest, we'll climb the mountains again tomorrow"

"Yes."

Such a bitter laugh at Miss Francesca's somewhere delightfully conceived voice.

What a curious thing to do. Mululu, too, looks like a sleepy sole as usual, but his tail is shaking heavily.

"... please don't peek, huh?

Ami shrugged in a vigilant voice as she hid her chest. When I turned my gaze, I had eyes that were either jitsu or wary of this one.

The gaze then turns to Miss Francesca's chest, where she lowered her back next to Ami.

To that voice, interrupt the task of cutting the dried meat into small pieces and flaunt the shoulders.

"Don't worry, you can't see in the back with hot air."

"The way you put it, peeking sounds like a premise."

"Just kidding."

Kuchi, laughing low, sighs like Ami is tired.

"Already."

"I was careful not to get nervous, it was a joke"

"Oh, yeah?"

Miss Francesca makes such a voice, like a vigilant, reassuring one.

It would be a natural reaction because in this world it is normal not to show skin in very heterosexual ways. Well, that's something similar in the original world.