The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

The Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword and the Iron Sword collide, making a high sound. Sparks scatter, his left arm broken by the shock hurts, but he clutteringly meets his sword to forget the pain.

But it won't last long, either.

If we also meet a few times, my breath will be disturbed and my right wrist will be sore.

I guess there's some weird force caged in, sheltering my broken left arm before I even realized it myself. I stopped waving my sword where the pain in my right wrist moved to my elbows and shoulders and it felt like I had even drawn my unrelated hips and legs.

"Are you all right?

Fayrona, who was hanging out with my impotence, asks me worried.

I don't put it into words, but you still realize that my actions are forcing my body to force me. I exhale feeling like my eyes are talking about how much this act means.

With the power of his wrist alone, he turned the sword of Kurli and Spirit Silver (Mithril) and put the blade straight into the sheath - so that the tip of the sword and the mouth of the sheath hit him to make a dry sound.

Hand the sword to the sheath...... even that is hard with one hand. I feel slightly irritated by the fact that I have been unable to do anything I am not particularly aware of until now... but I slowly delivered my sword to the sheath to keep the irritation from appearing on the surface.

"Mm-hmm. Well, better than yesterday"

"... right"

With that said, Faerona also laid her sword to the sheath.

Just a few matches. Take a deep breath and fix the disturbed breath. Standing like that for a while, you must have worried about me not moving, Ami running over with a towel in her hands that seemed soft.

"You wipe the sweat."

"Fine. Yourself..."

Ami's hand stretched out to her forehead with a towel faster than she did. As it is, I wipe my forehead, cheeks, neck muscles and sweat.

When I tried to pick up the towel and grabbed or opened my shabby right hand in the air, I looked at me like that and relaxed my mouth and laughed without Soichi hiding it.

If I look lightly at that Soichi, I immediately stray from my gaze.

Totally. In those days, are you too keen or too interested in sex?

Should I be happy with the boyish reaction I had around my age, or should I be flabbergasted if I am not nervous before the big fight?... Well, I guess the former, I laugh bitterly.

"What's wrong?

"No. She said Ami's face was close."

Shortly after I said that, Ami pulled a step back with her eyes open and her cheeks red. Keep receiving the towel with your right hand and wipe the sweat yourself.

"Ah... already"

"It's embarrassing to ask a boulder to wipe a sweat off a younger girl once."

When I missed my gaze on every expression with my heart in my mouth, Ami shrugged "already" once more. I don't see it, but I might be letting my lips hang.

Imagining a childish modus operandi commensurate with the year, Miss Francesca, who was watching a meeting between me and Faerona in a remote place, is slowing her mouth softly. Mululu, standing next to him, looked around intriguingly.

A fence covered with a round-the-clock fence and a fortress made through a rock. near the center of the place where the wooden buildings line up. There are a lot of people in a wide open place who are shaking their gains besides me.

It is a human being, a subhuman beginning with an elf like Fayrona, and an animal like Mululu. Various races come together to train their thoughts in their hands.

"Why don't you move your body, too?"

"Yeah."

The expression remains the same, and the voice is flat. However, his entire body is hidden in a white coat (cloak), but his tail, reminiscent of the wolf growing from his glutes, swings vigorously.

He fought Shelfa at Dragon Mountain and was transported to this fort for a few days. He wasn't moving his body during that time, so I guess he was caught in the heat around him.

Looking around, the warriors of the knights and beasts, who looked at me and Faerona with interest, show up in sight. When I looked at Mululu again, I nodded when I moved my body but there was no sign of movement. I don't know how popular you are.

I dare you to introduce Mululu to one of the beasts who had eyes and leave him to me. Because I saw eye to eye with knights and subhuman warriors, but I thought the same beast man would be more forgiving.

"How's Miss Francesca?

"I'll see you later"

"Right."

That's all I tell you, I stand next to Miss Francesca. Ahead of sight, Ami and Soichi, with their Spirit Silver (Mithril) daggers and long swords, were relative to each other where Faerona and I had fought until recently.

Now it looks like those two can cross swords. I don't really see Ami, the sorcerer, waving his sword, but he doesn't touch it at all. Your physical abilities are higher than mine. If you had experience, you'd run out on me and others in no time.

To Soichi, he is the bearer of the sword - the 'Holy Sword'. My physical abilities are better than Ami's, and I'm better at swordsmanship than mine because I use melee as my body. I know about winning and losing, but is it still training that I can cross my sword with Soichi?

If it goes to turmoil, Ami's magic will be sealed. Because it is too powerful to discern enemy allies. Then Ami will have to pave the way with her sword and look for a place where her enemies and allies sprang up.

Take a few deep breaths to get a slightly disturbed breath. Then he tries to move his left arm hung with a triangular scarf - groaning at the pain.

Now, how much time will it take to fully heal?

... to Ami and Soichi, if it's true. I don't want you to stand on the battlefield anymore. Live and die, kill and kill. I don't want you to stand in such a place.

With that in mind, but I can't say so.

"Well."

I'm about to exhale and stretch to hide it.

Then I realized that Miss Francesca, next door, was looking up at me.

"What's wrong?

"No - I haven't seen many places where Master Range is so sweaty."

"Were you?

That's what they say, I wonder if I lived that full of life, and I think of my life.

When we get to the village, we go to the liquor store, and in the morning we hang out on the bed, and Ermenhilde pisses me off.

During the journey, it was a proper turn of fire, helping to prepare meals and occasionally shooting swords at each other with Miss Francesca... Sure, I didn't do much sweat scratching.

If you insist, was it enough to walk and sweat when the sun was strong?

"Besides, my arm hasn't completely healed yet, but I can't..."

That gaze turns to my left arm.

"It used to be normal."

"... doesn't it hurt?

"Ouch."

I said with a laugh, no sigh but I dropped my shoulder.

"I don't know how serious you are"

"It's embarrassing to say what you really mean."

Say, laugh at your heels. Now the sigh leaked out of those poor lips.

When I looked at Fayrona, curious, I was shooting a bow away from the field and far away while I was talking to Miss Francesca. I don't know how many shots I have, but I am aiming at the far end where there will be more than thirty meters.

Well, if it's Faerona's personality. You have to shoot while moving on the battlefield, so yeah, do it. There's no obstacle whatsoever, and in a stopped state, you might say it has to be a hundred shots.

Yamada.

Watching Fayrona with Miss Francesca, a 'voice' by witchcraft reaches into her head.

I'm used to hearing it, Mr. Utano's voice.

She was coming to this fort the other day, too. Unlike Kotaro, her metastatic magic is hard to use because of the extremely small number of people she can carry, but even Utano alone can be enough for carrying thirteen companions.

Anyway, I just need to hold hands with everyone who wants to transfer Mr. Utano to his starting point. For the rest, the more people she has, the more magic she consumes, and around twenty people are the limit in her not having the magic that can be considered inexhaustible, like Ami and Kotaro.

I laugh bitterly at Utano's voice. I couldn't get used to the fact that 'voices' other than Ermenhilde echo on my head.

"Hey, will you come over here?

With "Voice," a map comes up in my head.

It is a map of the fort represented by a 3D view to a clear, tiny window. The place is - next to the large room I use as a meeting room.

Sure, it must have been the room used as a storage unit.

"Dear Range?

"Mmm... no, it's like calling from Utano"

Suddenly she shut up and worried about me with her gaze turned to the universe, and Miss Francesca calls her name.

Look around and make sure no one here is responding. Apparently, Utano's "voice" is directed only at me.

"Is it Master Yuko?

"Oh. Maybe you're preaching that you're injured but you move your body..."

Laughing, "On a laugh......" Miss Francesca also pointed her lips slightly.

The look on that face is hilarious and I laugh again.

"Already..."

"No, bad. I didn't make a fool of myself."

However, that look with her lips pointy seemed like an age-appropriate girl like Ami who lit up earlier...... she was adorable. That's what made me laugh.

"I was just glad you were worried."

But I'm still ashamed to say it, and I say something different.

Still, apparently embarrassed, Miss Francesca shut her mouth and strayed her gaze from face to face.

"Miss Francesca..."

Yes, I open my mouth as I walk out to the room designated for Mr. Utano.

I'm not sure what to say... if I don't open my mouth enough to get lost, I'll be stunned by myself. I felt like I had gathered my surrounding gaze for a moment when I was leaving this place.

"Don't be so lame as to get hurt like this."

I left the scene thinking about it because I'm a girl, or because this time when this battle is over, the slightly darker world will be peaceful, with such unobtrusive words in my mouth.

When I went to the room designated as Mr. Utano, the plains of the Arbenelm continent looked good through the windows with wooden rain doors through the rocks.

A grey cloud of thin darkness and a violet glow that illuminates in its clouds. Volcanoes that stain scarlet with thick clouds as well as withered and rotten trees and grass flowers.

And another fort manufactured on a steep pitch near this fort. The magician protrudes the earth, cutting through the great rocks he carries into squares and overlapping them. When I think I pulled out the dead tree, I rounded it up and stuck it on the ground, assembling the objects (also only Yagura).

Manpower - No matter how many days or dozens of days the machines in our world were used... the work that would take months was being carried out with momentum.

Instructing it is Kudo, who should be lazy in the long run, who conveys Kudo's instructions to magicians and dwarves while Ryu and Kyushu, who are proud of their forged muscles, help.

"Another week or so?

"I have five days planned. We have to procure food and bring in weapons."

Speaking of anticipation to completion, it was immediately corrected.

Turning his gaze toward the voice, Mr. Utano was about to enter through an open door with no sound. The outfit, like Soichi and the others, used to travel... the clothes they were equipped for when crusading demons.

"All you have to do is bring Yayoi and Masaki, set up a new fort, and prepare for the demonic raid"

"You can't just get ready. The battle won't end."

"... you've already decided how to end the fight, haven't you?

Coming closer with that said, his right hand can be placed on his left arm wrapped around in a bandage without any stray.

Over the bandage, I felt the feel of that soft flat hand......

"Don't rush, why don't you heal the wound?

"... do I look in a hurry?

"Yes."

I was so assured, I scratch my cheek with my left finger.

If Utano says so, I guess so. The reason I'm in a hurry - I understand it myself.

"What about Mr. O'Brien and the others?

"With Mr. Delwin and the others, I'm thinking about running the personnel."

"Right."

Is that, oddly enough, the same as it was a year ago......

We break into the castle of the demon gods and turn the gaze of the demons and demons out - to the coalition of humans, subhumans and beasts gathered on the Arbenelm continent.

Crush your head while the demons gather in this fort. That would be the least expensive way to fight.

I dazzled by an extra-large blow by Ami and Kotaro before the turmoil, to the castle of the demon god with the wings of Fafnir... Later, in the shortest possible time, I will take back Ermenhilde and kill the demon king. Meanwhile, Ryu, Knight and Anastasia fight alongside the Allied forces. Yayoichi, Kudo, and Fujido are not suitable for direct combat, so treat wounded soldiers.

Is it the same operation as then, or is it another, strange operation?

Either way, you won't be unharmed.

It's not that black dragon. To put Solnea on the seat of the demon god... and to get Ermenhilde back. sacrifice a lot of people.

"If they hadn't grabbed Hermenhilde, if they hadn't grabbed Mr. Solnea - you'd think so, wouldn't you?

…………

I can't say it back.

Because you were right.

Unless they take Elmen Hilde. Unless they grab Solnea.

It was more convenient, and I had secretly broken into the castle of the demon god without ever having to feel more at stake than I do now. Now the Livyartans who sleep to heal the wounds get the dragon to work... that should have been enough.

But here's the thing. People are gathered on the Arbenelm continent, as they were a year ago.

Though Solnea is lying low, people have a sense of crisis that Ermenhilde has been taken.

The weapon of God's killing.

That's not just demon gods, but goddesses and spiritual gods. There is a sense of crisis.

"As a matter of fact, can Elmen Hilde be used... besides you Yamada?

"Come on... I don't know"

I don't know, that's the truth.

I couldn't use it for Soichi or Ryu or the ninth season. That is demonstrated by the journey of the Devil's Crusade… more than a year ago.

It was everyone's idea that Zoichi and others who had no magic whatsoever and were better at handling weapons than me, who were less than residents of this world.

But even if I embodied it, Elle misted it with a jade magic light when held by someone other than me. Of course, I can't embody anything other than me. Elle was my only weapon, and she had her heart set on it.

But Shelfa said.

The new Demon King said he was acting to form the 'God Kill'.

I don't think he's lying, so that would be true. And the fact that you took the "God Killer's Weapon" (Ermenhilde) means something.

"It's okay."

Slight force caged into the hand overlaid over his left arm.

"Don't rush."

A gentle voice, close.

A gentle voice, like telling a child, reaches his ear.

"Elmen Hilde is safe... I need Elmen Hilde to settle with you because I know Shelfa well"

"... oh"

In a hurry.

I... I'm sure. Someone other than me uses Elmen Hilde - in a hurry to do so.