The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Trouble.

Awesome. Awesome, trouble.

The night after dinner on Arbenelm continent, when the sun set and I couldn't even see the sunset cedar.

The castle of the demon god Naifer. A castle made through the rocky mountains, a simple living room made by easily cleaning one of the countless empty rooms there.

I whine inside, sitting around one big table for everyone.

I wish I had something like entertainment, but I haven't brought anything as I talked to Solnea during the day. Or speaking of which, I used to teach chess on my journey.

I hadn't even forgotten such an important thing. I wasn't pissed off by Utano, but just watching it turned me on a smile that made my heart buy a little painful, and from Ami and Fayrona I ended up getting a frightened sigh of sigh.

Only Francesca and Mululu told me to bring it next time I came. No, I'm not the only one who forgot, and I'm kind of not convinced I can be spooked. Especially Ami. Why exhale when Ami is the same person who was traveling with me.

... If you ask, that seems like a man's worth. This past year, I thought I'd come to say it.

No, I'm not convinced that's why.

By the way, that Ami was teaching Solnea to cook with Francesca.

Dinner this evening was a collaboration between Ami and Francesca, as well as Solnea. Utano's cooking arm... well, as usual, or just a little grown up?

Unfortunately, the vegetables were peeled. I cut my finger off a few times though. Right next to me.

I can't even say I want you to spare me the bloody dishes or anything, and this trip was also Utano's culinary training.

And then Francesca had much better food in the past year. The master seems to be Fayrona. True, you can do anything, you all-purpose elf.

Only Mululu was the same eater as he was a year ago and he was no different and better at collecting ingredients.

In this Arbenelm continent, when you look for demons with me, you procure meat. I don't know about that, but, well, I'd say it's still more edible than color.

Next time, I'm going to talk to Graania. Your daughter, if you stay like this, you'll be late for your wife. Maybe if I tell you, they'll kill you, they'll kill you half, they'll drop you off the waterfall.

I mean it when my daughter gets involved, you know.

"Even the range, I just ate it"

"I can cook. He's an easy guy... you know?

"Right. Master Range's stew, I love it."

When I asked Francesca, she said so with a full smile.

Then, under the table, he was stepping on my feet as if Utano and Ami, sitting next to me, had shown each other that they were invisible to everyone.

It doesn't hurt, but like this, I want you to stop grinding after you step on it. Boots get dirty.

"The range, don't you cook anymore?

"Well, it's better for a woman to cook it than for me or for Faerona... because I'm glad for you."

Whimpering without what, the left...... frees Ami from her feet. However, I felt that the power to step on my right foot was only slightly stronger.

Utano, you can't cook.... I can do my job, I'm serious, I can use magic. Most importantly, I have a clever impression, why are you so nervous when you have a blade?

Mr. Utano hardens when he holds a blade. Stiff as a rock, shuddering with pulls, he serves vegetables like potatoes in front of him, peeling them with care and force that seems to crush them.

No, it's true.

It's funny for me to watch, but when they do that next door, they're going to kill me with a fruit knife.

I'm scared. I don't feel like my life's in danger, but I'm somewhat scared. Besides, next door.

"I see."

"Is that all you want to say?

Also, on Utano's foot, who was stepping on his right foot, a force caged.

"Is that it? Was it in your mouth?

"Sounds deliberate... well, I admit I'm a bad cook"

"I think I'm just not good at blades rather than bad cooking"

Francesca quickly follows. Utano, smiling at her like that and thanking her, could still be stepping on me under the table.

Well, I guess you're a little pissed off about being the subject of a story.

That's just a little too...... I know you're not really mad. If you were really angry, you would be activating metamagic without question and transferring me into a mountain like nowhere else.

Even though I know you'll recover it properly afterwards, I'm scared of you.

How many times has Kotaro been transferred by metastatic magic?

Before this, all of a sudden, from the private room of Imnesia, the bedroom of the Spirit God Zeneria on the continent of Elflame...... a great tree so enormous that it rushes through heaven. He said he was flown to the heavenly side of the world tree.

I was flown in the air, so I remembered you talking to me trembling that if I hadn't hooked up to the branches of the world tree along the way, I might have been injured.

In his case, he won't even pass out about the injury. Well, falling from the sky to the ground - it would be bad for your heart, even if you knew you wouldn't be injured by so-called 'stringless bungees'.

He's a jerk.

"In that regard, Solnea seemed to remember things well."

"Is it?

"Yeah. Today's dinner was delicious"

Mululu responded, remembering, holding his stomach.

"Didn't you get enough?

"I will endure till morning"

"Oh. That's great."

"... treat me like a child, don't"

I didn't mean to, but they look at me from Mululu, trying to get a little glare at me. Shoulder to shoulder, Francesca and Ami tremble their shoulders as they cover their mouths with their hands.

Feirona, sitting next to Mululu, who seemed a little angry, stroked his head, trying to tap it gently.

Habitual silver hair shakes a little.

"... don't treat me like a child"

I didn't mean to.

Fayrona can also pull her hand in while loosening her mouth softly.

Solnea nodded slightly as she watched.

"Sounds like fun"

"It's fun for everyone to get together and talk like this"

Ami says.

That's the past year...... no, two years after defeating the demon god Neifer. I guess it's because we've all fallen apart.

This is how we get together and make another trip. I was hoping to make a trip someday, but that's someday.

It's not a decision. That one day could be the next day, or maybe next year. It could be further.

Growing up, it's a little different.

We have things to do, we have things to do, and for those of us who have just been summoned to this world, 'The Demon Crusade' is sole, and if there is no sole, now we have to work to live.

Adults work, kids study.

Everyone falls apart, but lives in the same world.

Someday, I'll see you again somewhere. The road ahead is fragmented, but one day that road will overlap again. Believe that, it finally came true.

Everyone nods at Ami's words, except Solnea. Of course, so am I.

"Really?"

Solnea squeaks so, nodding slightly.

Did Ami perceive and understand what she was trying to say? Or, I don't know if you sympathized with Ami's words with a smile. As always, I can't feel the waves of emotion, Solnea's face, which can also be taken as faceless.

However, the mouth is slightly broken and the eyes are soft and loose.

Smile. Smile.

The expression looked fun.

"Solnea, isn't it fun to talk like this?

"I don't know."

Reminds me. Sound familiar words.

The words that Solnea always used. But not now. She put that right hand against her chest, tilted her neck wonderfully, and laughed again.

"Just"

"Just?"

…………

Cut the words and the expression disappears again. Don't you know the name of the emotion, or did you have something to think about? Again, I don't get it.

I look at Utano next door, but she also looked at Solnea in a strange layer, looked at me, and saw Solnea again.

Following Utano's gaze, Solnea was looking at me.

Stick around. Like, peek inside of me.

I'm going to look back at my eyes. The moment I remember the illusion in her black eyes that I'm the only one showing... another shock to both feet. It doesn't hurt, but it's a feeling I can't ignore.

"What's wrong with staring at each other so much?

"Ami... you, you've been looking like Utano lately"

"I wonder what that means?

Now not the legs, but the arms. From the top of his clothes, he was gently twisted.

'Totally.... the range is always a lot of two or three words instead of one'

"Uuch."

That's fine.

There you go.

Earlier, Solnea stared me in the eye and was surprised... looking at me with an innocent look. It's better this way.

This one looks better, Solnea.

I know what I saw earlier.

I've been stared at with those eyes.

...... Naifer. A demon god who had a double-eyed, bug-like appearance. To that eye, it was similar.

Is that good for Solnea? Is it a bad thing?

Just.

"Well, you've already given me the sun, and I'll get ready for bed"

Take a seat. Make a stretch. Pretend not to notice.

... reminds me of Astraela's words. Words I heard more than a year ago, but I remember them vividly.

A demon who likes people.

I'm sure I'm here for that. And that's not because Astraela told me. I want Solnea to like people.

I don't think I want you to be like Naifer.

A year, no one, nothing, spend in ruins.

I can't even imagine. I can't imagine what that means or how much it is.

So do what you can. Things that come to mind. At least, from now on, I want to do something that doesn't seem to make Solnea lonely...

Neifer's loneliness, Shelfa's loneliness. Because we exchanged swords, we bumped into each other, and I think we understand a little bit.

So.

"Tomorrow, he says he's cleaning the castle... is that true?

"Whoa. It's too big for Solnea to clean alone, isn't it?

"... cleaning, not good"

"I don't think so, you"

When he sighs like a coward and clasps his shoulder, Mululu also takes a seat. He came next to me and got smashed with his elbow.

"Can you help me?

"Of course. Solnea, you too... I'll teach you a lot of other things. Promise."

Say it. I say it.

What does that mean? Understand.

"Yes."

As usual, Solnea nodded along with a flat, emotional fluctuating voice.