The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

You've been quiet for a long time.

"I've been making too much noise."

A voice that echoes at the bottom of your belly, like a faraway lightning bolt. And cool - high voices slapping in the ears that also seem like the sound of a bell making up the words.

Red Dragon King Fafnir. And pale predecessor Dragon King Livyartan.

Until the other day, a huge two-headed dragon occupying the corner of the fort, where so many people were present, raised their swallowing voices as they lay their bodies on the ground like they were not intentionally passing through this tranquility.

"I'm relaxing, you guys"

That's when I turned to my gigantic two-headed voice as I looked up, and there I finally opened my eyes. My golden giant eyes look down at me when I say I keep my body lying down.

Looking down, he finally grips and opens his left hand, where the wound healed completely the other day, to see how it is.

There is no pain. Are you uncomfortable because you haven't used it in a while, or... because there's rattling on your body?

Well, it's a body that's been deceiving and deceiving, even if it's ever been wounded. I knew it would go broke somewhere, so there was no upset even if the rattle was coming.

"I'm not as relaxed as you, Range"

"Uhm."

Fafnir agrees with Livyartan's words.

I scratch my head wondering if I would be so relaxed.

"The others say they're already out, and we still don't move?

Why there are so few people in this fort. That was because yesterday, four men, Yutaro, Ryu and Ami, and two Elflame leaders of Graania and Delwin, led a group to leave the fort.

"I'll be out soon. My people are getting ready."

"Right."

That's all I ask, Fafnir closes his eyes. Then Livyartan's gaze looked at me.

"Without the Ermenhilde blade, do you still leave?

"You have to leave."

Shoulder to shoulder, Livyartan exhales. It's a sigh or a snort, but because its body is huge, wind pressure, like a storm, shakes its forehead and coat (cape) heavily.

As I endured that sigh with all my strength on my feet, I could see my companions walking out with me from afar.

Soichi and Masaki, as well as Faerona and Mulu - five of Miss Francesca. Soichi and Masaki-chan are gear that was wrapped around a year ago during a showdown with the demon god Naifer. The lower back bears a holy sword protected by a goddess (Astraela) and a spiritual god (Zeneria), which are also synonymous with each other, and a demonic sword (Sword) that changes its appearance with emotional tremors.

There's something about that look, like there's room somewhere. Pretend, I guess.

No matter how strong those two say they are, maybe they have to fight dragons that have gained comparable power to the demon god Neifer. Slightly, it seemed slow.

It seemed to me that I realized that Miss Francesca had slightly broken the seeping look of tension...

"Slow"

"No, it's only from noon, isn't it?

To Fafnir's voice, Soichi speaks differently. Not only did he say he didn't care, but he snapped his sickle, and Feirona and the others who were with him rather than Soichi, who was overlooked, were slightly possessed.

To those three, Masaki laughs when it's okay.

"You want to settle this quickly. Longer, this fort is dangerous."

"... I just want to make it clear which is up there with the new demon god"

"Yes, sir."

It's frustrating, a little different from. There is a rush of emotion in Fafnir because fewer people are coming from this fort and I am going to the castle of the demons.

I guess it's because I'm thinking about whether this fort can be attacked by demons while I'm gone.

There's still a knit in this fort. There are also Fujido, Yamato and Kudo who can't fight.

Yuichiro, you, Sui, and Anastasia remain modest, but I guess you're still worried - the covenant Knights. Is it because that's the contractor or are you more worried than that... don't you even have to think about it?

"You've changed, Fafnir"

"Well, I don't think I've changed."

To Livyatan's voice, if Fafnir doesn't even care, he makes a sound like a tsunami. And you're staring at me shaking my shoulders as I cover my mouth with my right hand.

"Don't stare at me so much. You didn't say anything.

"Well, I'm sorry you didn't settle in the mountains where we live in the first place."

"That hurts my ear."

I can't even say it back, so when I hear it out, I just sigh if I don't mind eating it. Just like the earlier Livyartan, its stormy nose swayed my forehead and coat (cape) wide again.

"Dear Range, thank you for waiting"

"Oh - nothing, you're on time. You don't have to worry about what Fafnir says."

"That's not why..."

Her gaze is distracted and Miss Francesca looks up at Fafnir in such a way as to be afraid. The dragon king, who should have noticed his gaze, laid his neck to the ground, where the bat was holding it out of sight.

"Nevertheless, I asked Fayrona... are you glad?

"Yes."

"And Mululu."

"... I'll be fine"

Not the usual, sleepy gaze somewhere. My eyes, with the light of firm will, look up to me.

I stroke my head gently, glad that my gaze was so bad, but that you would say so. She's usually the girl who tells me not to treat her like a child, but she stayed put today without saying anything. Miss Francesca, who was with me, was shaking her shoulders without speaking up.

Mululu, who noticed it, stepped back a little shy and fled my hand.

"It's dangerous, isn't it?

"But we also know Mr. Solnea's face."

"I have a good nose and a lot of convenience with Fran's magic... maybe"

"I'm glad you assure me it's convenient there."

Rarely, Mululu will take Lady Francesca. Maybe you're nervous, even if you don't.

"Is the range okay?

Turning his gaze toward those whose voices he spoke, Faerona, with the bow of the world tree on her back deposited from Delwin, was looking at this one step away.

"Oh, I'm fine"

Answer the words without interruption. Soichi and Masaki, who heard my words, are also turning their gaze toward Fafnir.

"I'm sorry."

"What?

Masaki hears back like that in a bright voice. Miss Francesca and the others are quietly awaiting the continuation of their words.

"I can't fight properly for a while - give me a hand"

To say just that, he turns his back in the light and climbs to Fafnir's back.

"I wish I had more breasts, like the declaration I made yesterday"

"Ugh."

To Livyartan's laughing-minded voice, respond to the glimpse.

Yesterday - everyone set out for the 'Gate', which is being built to the only edge leading to the Castle of the Demon God. To all of them, Fafnir and Livyartan... No, everyone left in this fort was listening.

To protect the world. He told me to keep everyone's power and life to save him.

Words that can be called second frying, like I saw or heard in some manga. - But I meant it.

For the people who live in this world, the battle for the world. I have no hesitation in risking my life to fight for those who want to protect me. I know that from a showdown a year ago.

- If I say so, you know everyone gets excited and fights.

Even though I know what the consequences will be.

Still, I uttered that word.

For the sake of the world, to protect those who want to - fight for the goddess.

"Brother Lianshi is amazing."

That's what Soichi, who followed me on Fafnir's back, said as he sat next to me.

If you look to the side, it's not me, it's front - way ahead. Looking at the cloudy cloud-covered sky. At the end of that gaze, I wonder what I see.

…………

I still can't tell you that.

"You don't have to tell me... you are"

Yeah, that's my... adult job.

And by the time you grow up, you don't have to say that in a world... I will.

That's the wish of me and Mr. Utano. One of the reasons I can work hard.

Soichi, Yayoichi, Ami, Masaki, Knitting.

A future where children don't have to tell people to 'risk their lives' or 'die'. The threat of demons, the threat of demons. A future without them. For that.

"You want to help everyone, don't you? You want to end this fight without making a single sacrifice?

"... yeah"

That's what this boy hasn't told anyone. A long time ago, the wish I had when I had just come to this world. But the memory of a boy I'm used to losing.

In this world, people's lives are very light. Knights, soldiers, and adventurers fight for their loved ones, those they want to protect, and their families. I can throw my life for it.

In modern Japan, it's unthinkable.

That's very heterogeneous for us, but... unspoken, but very... heart-moving behavior.

For someone.

For the world.

For the future.

- I want my compatriots to live for it.

But people die every day. To demons, to demons, to demons, to demons. In the battle against the demons, he dies.

"You, just look straight ahead"

stroke its head, ramblingly.

That's okay. And you are. Fight for others.

I know you've gotten used to seeing people die, but you can still try not to let people die.

'Cause I'm sure everyone wants you to fight like that'

Grab the opposite hand as you are stroking your head, and grip it hard.

But I can't do that.

I'm Yoji Yamada. - For God's killing to form God's killing, because a man's life, sacrifice, needs death.

That's why I just ordered you to die for me.

To kill God. To save the world. For me to win.

To protect people, to protect loved ones.

They're all the same for a reason. With the sacrifice of men, I can fight.

It doesn't make any difference to tell me to die.

Am I such a hero? To Elmenhilde, the shackles imposed on Elle. Constraints. Question that has been in the corner of my thoughts ever since I noticed Sole.

The answer is already out.

I'm not a hero.

You can't pick up a win without sacrifice. I can't be a hero.

Then. It's just - sacrificing people. But just killing people's enemies.

I am not a demon god. Nor is he the Demon King.

I kill people's enemies.

Whether that is God or king. If you are an enemy of a man, kill him.

Believe me, it's for people.

If God wants it.

"Everybody ready?

Looking back.

Already, everyone was on Fafnir's back. As you represent, Masaki-chan makes a bright voice.

"Ready. Come on - let's go help people."

"People help,"

I laugh bitterly at the voice that cares about my heart.

Let's risk our lives.

You get your life, naturally.

Ermenhilde is not on hand. Without her, I'd just be human.

Still - let's not hide behind us, but fight the demons before, before and with the demons, the demons... the demons king. Let's go to the battlefield where the demons wait.

At the expense of so many, I must at least play a hero and win.

"Well, let's go."

Gently, tap the neck covered in the thick scales of Fafnir.

The king of the red dragon lifted his neck.

Spread your wings wide and slap the sky. A giant holds up as it wings, and a storm soils up the smoke.

"Let's go, Range"

"Oh. Let's go, Fafnir"

One settlement.

Shelfa, I'll kill God again. Do you want to stop it, or do you want to - kill me for killing God?

Fafnir's giant ascends into the sky and accelerates to cut the sky.

"Yamada Range -"

Livyartan called my name. What did you say, I can't hear you.

Turning his gaze under his eyes, the fort, which had stayed only for a few days, quickly turns away. By now, will Mr. O'Brien and the others have reached the 'Gate'?

With that in mind, I thought I saw Utano looking up this way from the window of the fort. In the back of his brain, Ami and her comrades' faces float away.

I'm not dying. I'm not going to die or lose....... but. Will everyone be sad when I die?

Oh, I thought about that.