The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Would it be about an hour to wait in front of the great castle gate in the capital?

A few skewers of pork (oak) meat bought in the street for breakfast and lunch beside the boulevard that didn't stand in the way of the crowd were flattened with pepper and thirsty, so when I was looking for the city people for a little drink of the fruit liquor I had purchased later, I was finally able to spot a figure like that.

The familiar honey-colored, rich hair was tied with a white ribbon, just like a year ago, which made her look somewhat adult - a long beauty wrapped around an atmosphere accustomed to traveling.

She used to be more right like a pretty girl, but I think she's grown up a lot in the past year.

And a beautiful blonde young man shouldering with such a beautiful woman.

This one has hardly changed his appearance or atmosphere since a year ago, creating a divine atmosphere unlike the first time the bow on his back met him. Divine bow made of branches of the world tree. There are no two in this world, it's a famous vessel.

Finally - a little girl with silver hair. A girl with beast ears different from humans on her head and a rich hairy tail reminiscent of wolves.

The first girl with a beast ear notices me, and two people look at me following the gaze of such a girl.

"Hey."

"Dear Range!

A beautiful woman with honey-colored hair - Francesca's voice echoed loudly on the boulevard.

The name...... Several people reacting to the rare name 'range' in this world stop in the middle of the boulevard and look around.

Francesca shyly leaned over and walked over to this side for a small run after she looked like she had lost herself when she noticed the deviation. Behind it, the blonde sturdy - the elf Fayrona and the silver-haired beast Mulu follow.

"Fran, your voice is loud"

"uhh... sorry"

When I miss that takeover and laugh, I get extra redness on Francesca's cheek.

"Long time no see, Range"

"Whoa. How was that, Faerona?

"Not much has changed since we broke up a year ago. I was relaxed while helping Francesca do her job."

Fayrona, with a slightly less soft look than a year ago, said so and stroked Mululu's hair.

Mululu looks up at Francesca, who is still shy of leaning down, being stroked with no particular refusal.

"Muru came to see me about March. From then on, the three of us are working."

"Oh, you did. - Graania gave you permission."

"I came out on my own"

"... don't be too impotent. He's too worried to fall."

"Tamabu"

I don't know what's okay, but, well, the Graanian guy will need to be separated soon. And then I was thumbing up where I remembered. Perhaps the cause is around Soichi. Francesca and I are working together, which means that the base will be the City of Magic (Orphan).

Imagine a friend who would be worried about his daughter in a distant Elflame continent, looking at Muru, who is taller and somewhat more girly than before.

It was quite funny, so I thought I'd ask Utano later to call Kotaro and send him a letter about Mululu.

Long time no see, guys.

"Long time no see, Master Elmenhilde"

"Mm-hmm. Long time no see, Master Elmenhilde"

"... don't feel kind of subtle when Mululu calls you like that"

"... why"

Yeah. I agree with you there. Anyway, I've been calling you away since the first time I met you.

When I think of a year ago, I realize that my surroundings have gone out of their way. Well, that's all Francesca called me out loud, and that won't help either.

Even if we try to erase the signs so that we can familiarize ourselves with our surroundings, there is nothing we can do if we have all the names Dark Hair and Lotus.

"Well, I guess we'll have dinner somewhere... and you haven't even decided on a place to stay, have you?

"Yes."

I don't really care about the people around me and walk out the boulevard. Francesca, who lined up next to me like that, walked out lightly.

The height, which has grown only slightly more than a year ago, is enough to show honey-colored hair in your sight by simply moving your gaze slightly. It would be the fault of a long journey, slightly disturbed, on the contrary, I remember a slight colour, somewhat out of sight.

Hmm.

Speaking of which, have you turned twenty this year? Well, you're more of a woman than a girl already, he said.

I remember what Elmenhilde told me when I woke up, my neck snapped and distracted me from consciousness.

Anyway, close.

I wonder if it was such a distance a year ago, so close to Francesca. It was a distance my shoulders were going to touch.

I had never been aware of the distance I was walking in the first place, trying to remember what distance I used to walk... Or I feel like we were laughing at each other for teasing.

A year ago. A year ago.

... I can't remember what kind of journey I took or what I did, but I couldn't remember the details.

"Phew - What's up, Range"

"Wow... make a disgusting sound, you"

"Rude. Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh you remember talking to me when you woke up

This is an alley. Maybe this is the voice 'like I took a ghost's neck'. Remove the gold medal from your pocket and finger its edge as you are driven by the urge to throw it away.

"What's wrong, Range?

He's been so loud lately.

"What's annoying, rude"

Ermenhilde got angry when he replied to Faerona, but, well, it's the usual thing. I don't really care, I play the medal with my thumb.

The surface that came out is a table.

Francesca, who saw it, raised a bright voice and let her eyes shine.

"I hope there's something good going on."

"Lately, he hasn't been much of an athlete."

'That's not gonna happen, is it? Even last night...'

When I put the medal in my pocket before I finish, I tap it gently from the top of my pants to silence it.

"At this rate, I've been having trouble with my light mouth lately."

'You won't be able to help. If you don't tell me, Range doesn't act. Besides, it doesn't change as much as I said it once, so I have to say it again and again'

"Oh......"

"Don't agree there, Mululu"

Exhaling, Francesca laughed elegantly as she covered her mouth with her hands and dulled.

"Mululu, you're feeling much better"

"What. Are you ill?

Turn your gaze toward the word, Mululu.

height stretched more than a year ago and a feminine fuzzy limb. Mululu, who previously had the impression of being childish, has also grown girly in the past year.

However, that expression remains a mululu I know well, and I get the impression that I look sleepy and sloppy somewhere.

Doesn't seem like much has changed there.

"- That's not true"

Puy, and I'm distracted from my gaze.

When I saw Francesca and Faerona, I smiled at Mulu who reacted like that.

"Do I look like I always do?

"Right."

With that said, I was kicked in the leg by Mululu. It doesn't hurt, but that's the first time I've done that, so I'm surprised.

"Heh heh - Master Range, can you show me to the inn?

"Hmm? Oh, right. Mululu, if you're not feeling well, why don't we take a hike?

"Good."

They answer instantly, put us down and Mululu walks out.

That footprint is solid and doesn't look like the wind that you're tired.

When I wasn't sure and looked at Fayrona, I looked after Mululu with pleasure.

"Did I do something to piss you off?

"What? It's a lot for my daughters back then."

To that word, I'm finally good at it and say, "Oh."

Francesca was sighing next to me.

"Already. Mr. Faerona?

"... couldn't I have told you?

That's it. Adolescence, that sort of thing.

I remember Ami and Masaki did the same when I was just summoned to this world. A little tingling or teasing.

Is that how old Mululu is?... That's what I think, watch Fayrona.

"You're not too vigilant."

"In the words of Lord Graania, Range gets his hands on his daughter as much as Mululu..."

"... you're still talking, that bastard"

I'm gonna hit you with a real goo one day, damn it. Well, if you hit him, he'll beat you up at the counter.

"What makes you think that? I'm not proud of you, but I haven't even gotten my hands on Ami or Kimono..."

"Face?

"... what kind of face is that to put your hands on a child"

Dropping his shoulder, Francesca looked at me with a bitter smile.

"And then, yeah. Isn't it lit?

"Oh, no more - you can't, Mr. Faerona."

"What?"

Faerona walks out before she hears the words back, and Francesca speaks up toward its back.

"What, are you lit?

"Oh, the... don't you have to worry too much about it..."

From Francesca's reaction, it seems true that Mululu is illuminated.

But.

"What the hell can you light up?

I don't know.

He said it was only his first reunion in a year.

Tilting his neck, he sighed not only at Francesca, but even at Ermenhilde, who had been silently watching him until now.

... I want the reaction to stop because it scratches a lot.

"Did I say something weird?

"No. I know how hard Aya and Yuko struggled."

"Uhm. This has been the way it's been this past year"

"I'll throw you away, you son of a bitch"

Rude.

But when Ami and Utano are put out to engage, you can understand a lot......

"You don't have that."

…………

Anyway, the other party is Mululu. I travel with her, I know what her personality is, and I can't think of it as one factor that I can favor.

Well, I know you admired me as a fellow traveler, but that's about it.

I can confidently say that the neighborhood is different.

"Well, fine. It's Mulu's problem around here."

I don't think so.

Instead, you'd be more right about the puberty that Fayrona was talking about, or something around there.

It's a lot harder those days.

I know them well because I dealt with them.

"Better hurry than that. You'll lose sight of Mululu."

"Oh, right"

Alongside Francesca, walk out early. Well, I don't think I'm that lost because I came to Wangdu once, even though it was over a year ago.

The location of the boulevard store hasn't changed so much, nor has the Wang Du premises been expanded.

What about the lack of change around it is if science is underdeveloped in different worlds?

"Ah, Master Range"

As I walked out that way, Francesca, lined up next to me again, smiled with a full face and looked at me.

I knew the distance was close - I think.

"Thank you again from now on"

"Well, I'm kind of busy, too."

"... if you drink at night, sleep till noon, and O'Brien or Yuko won't turn your work around, why don't you just live a" ghoulish ”life"

"........................................................................................................................."

Francesca erupts into Ermenhilde's words.

"Seems no different."

"Uh, Ma... I don't know"

It gets awkward, but apparently Francesca doesn't really care.

"I, too, have lost a bit of my life since I graduated from the School of Magic"

Say so, Francesca dropping her shoulders.

"Waking up early is hard, and rice and alcohol are delicious..."

Then, the right hand is superimposed on the abdomen, which shows its brilliant frizz. I don't know from the top of my clothes, but it's getting a little meatier...... is it?

The breasts enriched more than a year ago are a brilliant word, but the overall impression is not so different.

That's it. I mean, I got fat, my chest grew up. Ami and Utano are going to get angry when they hear about it, but I guess so.

"Well, I don't think Francesca has to worry too much about it."

"Where did you look and say, now?"

"I haven't seen anywhere"

Replying with respect, Francesca laughed again.

"Good."

What? Francesca takes a step ahead of me before I ask.

"Master Range remains the Range that I or Mululu know"

At the end of my sight, my honey-colored hair shakes.

I wonder what that means. Think for a moment and scratch your head a little rambling.

"Range"

"Hmm?

"I don't know how many times it's been - Range underestimates himself."

To the words, drop your shoulders.

"You know the hard word, you"

"Heh heh... what makes a range tear up in these situations is the illuminating evidence"