The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

The place is the same as it was a year ago.

It collapses somewhat and the pain becomes noticeable, but that's about it. No brand new changes, and no traces of life.

There's nobody here.

A place where you're likely to misunderstand so.

... where the demon god Neifer was sitting. Castle.

Where the demons and demons were overflowing. But Naifer is dead, and Sherfa the Demon King is dead - and nothing is ever close again?

"Well, hey."

Re-back a leather bag packed with food and get in the mood. A castle so huge that you can't see the top even if you look up. Only a place made through the rocky mountains, very expensive.

Between the thrones in the highest part of this castle...... I don't know if it's okay, but I walk out with my eyes on where Solnea would probably be.

Me and Mululu lead the way. Behind that, Mr. Utano and Ami, and Francesca. Faerona at the rear.

Well, I guess I don't have to be too vigilant because there's no sign of demons, but it's the adventurer's habit to be vigilant in places like that.

There's nothing here.

"Right."

I know you didn't even call my insides, but you said the same thing Mululu was thinking.

There is no color for alert.

Rather, the nose seems to be muzzled by the dusty air due to the absence of signs of life. Occasionally, he wipes his mouth and nose with his hands fitted with the hem and leather gloves of his coat (cloak).

"As it was then"

"At that time?

"A year ago. When the range fought the black dragon in front of this castle."

That's what I said. Ahead of Mululu's gaze. Square near the entrance to the castle - a staircase up the second floor from there. The area is rough, as it was blown away with some powerful force.

When I think of it, it's like a dragon threw up a brace in the front of the castle... I don't remember much because I was desperate then, but Mululu seems to remember clearly.

"Nobody's fixing the castle"

"Right."

That's been a year since then. No one is near this castle.

Until then if you die. Later it will be forgotten.

Thinking about it is lonely. Neifer, Shelfa. I guess no one mourns... I've never heard of a habit of mourning demons and monsters.

"What's wrong, Mr. Lotus?

I didn't stop my leg, but I guess I was confused. I was surprised at Ami's voice as she was walking behind me, and my shoulders trembled in a daze.

"No. Nothing"

It's not like there's a grave. It's not like there's some kind of landmark.

But later, when he does - let's add flowers to the wilderness where Shelfa died. Thinking about it for a moment, I recall that there are no flowers or blooms on this Arbenelm continent.

A continent with nothing.

Demons and monsters, and great marshes on volcanoes. Wet earth.

The first time I crossed this continent, the second time I took Solnea... the third time I came to see the demon god Solnea. Every time I think about it.

There is nothing on this continent. And I wonder what to look forward to and live with.

Naifer wonders what Shelfa... and Solnea lived thinking, thinking. I guess I'm living.

Go upstairs in the castle. The corridors, built through the rocky mountains, run everywhere, and you can't see ahead. The view from the window is still wilderness and thick gray clouds. In the distance are volcanoes that blow fire and dead trees that do not host green leaves.

A giant demon is walking. I don't know from the distance, but the giant first giant I encountered on my way to this castle. It wouldn't be the same giant, but it's a demon of its kind.

People can't live on a continent with lots of them.

I don't think the Demons are supposed to plow the fields, and I don't think they're willing to love flowers. If people cannot live, there will never be a green return to Arbenelm continent. And no one can live on this continent without demons and monsters.

"Next time you come, bring some flowers."

"On my way, I think I'll wither"

Mululu replied seriously to my whine. Months from the continent of Imnesia until I got here. It took me a while because I showed my face to Kudo, Jienomiya, and Francesca's home, but I have a distance to pull that off.

Even from the Elflame continent, it will take a month. Not very, but also difficult to bring flowers.

Dry flowers, I wonder how they were made. If I made it, would it last?

I asked Utano and Ami, but they both seemed to be bad at flowers.

He doesn't like using flowers, even if he feels beautiful. I was apologized for not knowing, but I decided I could find out one more thing about the two of them.

"Who blossoms with sorcery or something?

"Don't hold back on the flowers for long."

The voice of Faerona, who would naturally be the most familiar of these.

"No, there's nothing. I was wondering if Solnea would have more fun if it was flowery and green."

"I see. Indeed, there is nothing on this continent... and Solnea may be bored"

"Well. And then I was wondering if I could add some flowers to Shelfa's grave, or something"

Everyone else stopped by my words.

I stop and look back, too, wondering if I said anything strange.

"To Shelfa?

As I represent, Mr. Utano has asked.

"Oh, I don't know you."

"To the one who killed all those people and tormented you?

Followed by the voice of Elmenhilde echoing in his head. A voice with a strong feeling of confusion rather than blame.

"Did I say something that weird?

"I mean, it was like a flowering pattern," he said.

Modest, Ami's voice.

Francesca, Mululu and Faerona also looked at what they had said.

"Ma, what. For once, we killed each other. Blade crossed buddies.... that there are things that both he and I think about."

Nothing, I'm not talking about Shelfa. I just came nearby, so let's add some flowers. That's the way it is.

The pattern between being killed and killed. I killed him, while he was murdered.

The pattern between me and him has changed, but I didn't forget Shelfa was alive.

In the past year, the chances of waving Ermenhilde have diminished. There is no longer any use of Elle's power. And from now on. There will be fewer chances to shake more and there will be no use of Elle's power for ever to come.

The power of god killing. The weapon of God's killing. Turned it around, the last person. Demon King Shelfa.

And to the end - there's no one like him who put more effort into the fight against me. Whatever the way it is, whatever the end of it... it must be the only emotion I know.

The last time. I was the last person to fight with all my might.

At that time. I was the only one in Shelfa's sight. All I could see was Shelfa.

In my head...... even Ermenhilde's voice disappeared, just... bumped all of each other into the person in front of me. That kind of thing, there was someone who could bump it all together.

"Maybe they were alike."

"Maybe."

A year I settled with Naifer. At that time, Shelfa kept me alive by saying, "I'll kill you one day". I said "live" and disappeared.

A year after that. Until I took Solnea to visit this continent again - no, where it was... when we met again on the sea. Until then, what was he thinking?

That's what I thought.

Probably because I came to this castle. I killed Shelfa by this castle... probably because I remembered that.

What did you live with in mind? What did you think when you met me again? How could we have seemed to have so much fun when we were killing each other?

When I think of it, I don't have any kiri.

Shake your head and kick out the Shelfa thing just a little bit. Let's think about this tomorrow. There are no graves, but where Shelfa died. Where you killed Shelfa.

Maybe there won't be an answer.

Just the last remaining emotion. Emotions that I couldn't kick out by shaking my head.

... If you're going to name it, maybe it's 'lonely'. That's what I thought, I smiled bitterly.

"Sounds silly."

Squeeze so no one can hear you.

Sounds silly.

What do you miss when you're so surrounded by your people? I laugh at my words.

"Well, I wonder where Solnea is."

Walk in a dusty hallway with attitude and bright voice, light footsteps to take steps, with no one present, nothing.

"Range, sounds like fun?

"Thornair would be bored."

"Really?"

After me, Amida walks away.

Let's hurry.

Emotions I just felt. If you're lonely, Solnea feels it. I want to see you in a hurry. A little quicker, I want to show my face.

... For some reason, I think so.

I guess that's because I don't really know the emotion of 'loneliness'. I have always been with my people, I have lived satisfactorily and have lived my life. Because that's who I am.

And that doesn't apply to Solnea.

A year. A new demon spent in this world of nothing. I wonder how the black woman has changed.