Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

A small house that exists outside the Wang capital Ertbourg.

It is a house that a certain person had rented for extremely personal use.

However, the moment such a present Lord opened the door to the entrance, he was to be exposed to ironic words from the darkness where no one was supposed to be.

"Oh, so you're sneaking back? The hero of the child in question who said" independence. "

"Kreha... your right shoulder looks good."

Yui slipped her body into the house and when she lit a nearby demon stone lamp, she would try to turn to the woman in front of her.

But naturally, his inquiry was ignored and he was compelled to answer the earlier inquiry again.

"Are you going to get out of the way?

"No, I don't mean that. I don't want you to mistake that for me, but there's no deep meaning in what you haven't explained to them either. Independence is beyond that."

Yui smiles bitterly and makes me mention that with regard to his own remarks the other day.

Soon after, spicy words were spouted out of Cleja's mouth.

"Ahead...... right. You're throwing it out again?

"Honestly, I don't want to do that. But that's why I don't go all the time. No, I think to myself that I look like this and have a surprisingly strong instinct. Really."

Yui, feeling completely untrustworthy, tells her to push in case, gently spreading her arms to the left and right.

But naturally, his remarks like that were to be laughed at with his nose.

"Well, what do you say? Anyway, you're going to Kisletin."

"Sort of. So leave a message this time -"

"No."

Answers made in the form of blocking Yui's words.

The strength of that tone clearly included her willingness not to pull.

Yui, on the other hand, gets a bitter look for a moment.

And as I walked under Creha, I put a pong and a hand on her shoulder with a casual trick.

"Huh!"

"I'm sorry. But not on this shoulder."

Yui, who took his hand off Kreha's shoulder, tells him so that he could wave his neck from left to right.

In contrast, the woman in front of him turned her gaze of protest to him without saying a word.

"... don't look at me like that. I'm sorry about that, but I'm not going to make it any easier."

"What the hell do you want me to do?

Creja inquiry with a mixture of thorns and exasperation.

Yui, who received it, once walks over to the bookshelf placed behind the room, takes out the third thickest book from it. And when the dirty letter that was pinched somewhat in front of the page in the middle of it took out the paper that was surprisingly written, I gave it straight to Kreha.

"Tomorrow, I want you to give this to them."

"What's this?

"If you dare, the signs of the journey... I guess"

When Yui says so, he slightly distorts its mouth.

Meanwhile, Kreha, who dropped his gaze on that piece of paper he received, put his honest thoughts on the sighing mix into its mouth the moment he confirmed its contents.

"... you'll be pissed off again."

"I don't have a choice. You can't lead the whole army to a stopover. Situational, moral. If so, don't you think it would be most sensible to rendezvous locally?

With a bitter smile, Yui tells Kreha of the conclusions she herself made.

In contrast, Kreha shook her head twice, left and right, as small as she was frightened.

"As a commander, it's the worst option."

"Ha, my ear hurts"

"Lie to me. If you had such sensitive ears that it would hurt, you wouldn't be in a place like this under these circumstances. Well, you won't be willing to repent anyway, and I'll take it from you. However…"

"Except?"

Turning to Kreha, who stopped the words, Yui asks in a repeated manner to encourage him to go ahead.

Then Kreha, hoisted his mouth just a little, made one pronouncement to Yui.

"I will not give you any protection when communicating this content. You should apologize to yourself later."

"Ha, I wonder if most of them will be cold by then..."

"I can't. Anyway, if you look at your face, the silver-haired guy is set to boil."

Kreha tells him so with certainty, suggesting about one person who is now the SS chief.

As soon as he did, Yui scratched his head gently with a bitter look on his face.

"Maybe...... right. Well, I predicted it from the beginning, so I can't help it."

"Predicted, who are you really?"

Getting angry beforehand is really a bad touch around moving on assumptions.

That was the honest Kreha sentiment.

However, that person, while speaking apologies above words, does not show a bare gesture that he cares about at all, and his gaze is further directed towards the future.

"I'm sorry. But if you don't keep taking your best hand from here, you'll never be able to draw a vision. No, even if I took my best hand..."

"Vision to keep walking the path that should be interrupted, the path that should not exist..."

"Well, originally, I don't have any connection to King's Road or anything like that. I'm used to going off the road."

Whatever his current standing, Yui, who has made repeated left transitions in his background, tells him so only with a laugh.

Kreha, on the other hand, made her laugh lightly with her nose.

"I don't think it's something you could ever be proud of."

"Must be. But, you know, you can't just step off in weird directions this time. It is. I don't think I can afford that."

"So you think the stopover for solo action is the most important thing to do?

Without taking any gaze off Yui, Kreha asks so, staring into his eyes.

Yui, on the other hand, let him snort only once small.

"Oh. Meeting a young grandfather is probably a must to run off this road. Probably."

"Young grandfather... Fox Leorgaard."

A small rural area north of Milanir.

In a village called Salvazza, Kreha spoke of the name of a person who was living a cuddly old age contrary to its appearance.

"Oh. I have to give that guy this guy that was created by another wise man. To justify some crazy cause and effect."

When Yui says so, let him point to a bunch of reports created by the person's father-in-law in front of him.

But what Kreha refers to was not that report, but the one word he uttered.

"Crazy Cause... You're Aware"

"No. But if you look at it objectively and say so, it's probably true that you can't deny it."

When Yui only speaks of it, he turns his heel straight towards the entrance door.

"You can't get along."

"Unfortunately, time is limited."

"It's not like you."

"Really? Well, I guess once in a while. I'm strict on time."

Over his back. That's all Yui says, he puts his hand straight at the entrance door.

At that time, a voice of a slightly different colour was emitted from his rear to then.

"Yui... don't push me"

That was as vocal as she was back then.

Yes, back then we spent our days together in that village.

"Absolutely. Basically, there's no such thing as impossibility or motivation or devotion in my dictionary. So it's nice to play the part where they piss me off, Kreha."

With just that in his mouth, Yui gently raises his hand and walks away straight out.

Cleja, thus left on the spot, exhales with a small sigh.

And he turned to the void and groaned small.

"You don't really grow up. You too... and me too"