Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

This is what happened while Isagi was challenging the underground labyrinth.

Without his knowledge, the world was moving greatly.

It was the Adventurer's Guild that was in that vortex.

The Adventurer Guild was advocated by the former brave Isagi and created by Balizd, who took over afterwards.

After the Demon Emperor War, it is an international organization to incorporate mercenaries and wandering knights in their positions as a workforce and to make them contribute to world peace.

But the Adventurer Guild has gone too far.

The swelling organizational power and confusion did not extend to the control of the system or Balized.

The Adventurer Alliance turns into an uncontrollable fiery fire, scattering the scourge of war.

Puzzle the Demon King put a toothpick on it.

And he was a new brave man, Scarlet Mountain Woe.

Two months after the resignation of second-generation Guildmaster Hanofa.

A referendum of third-generation guild masters was held in each city of the Slaosha continent.

It was the Adventurer's Guild that partitioned them, no matter.

There are seven candidates. They were well-known adventurers and those who served as staff officers for the second generation of Guildmaster Hanofa at Guild headquarters.

Everyone knew the masterpieces, but the result of the invoice was truly one-sided.

For among the candidates were heroes who defeated Cariboulnus, saved the king's capital, and took over the demon king Puzzle.

People asked for strength. I thirsted for a young brave man in an era without bravery. It was time-current. People sincerely wanted an incredible charisma to dispel their post-war anxiety.

And a third generation guild master is born.

- Scarlet Mountains.

The man, who appeared two years ago as a comet, finally climbed to the top of the organization.

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The first guild master chosen by referendum was now in the royal castle of Dinas City, the king's capital.

There is nothing to know that he once snuck into this castle and raised three nobles to blood festivals that hinder his purpose.

The grief that comes from the front is just a noble hero.

Its grandeur walking through the red carpet was so beautiful that a sigh leaked from among the ladies gathered to see him at first sight.

The refreshing standing with chestnut hair tied back and spine stretched is streamlined like a famous horse, attracting the surrounding gaze and not letting go.

Coming before the king, he praises in a brilliant manner, then kneels quietly.

"Kings, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for the opportunity to see you."

The grief had a purpose.

Having just finished his ritual of office, he had something to do.

Behind him were two squires.

I am allowed a sword while inside this royal castle. It was more heterogeneous than anything else and seemed to prove the specificity of the Adventurer Guild master.

On the face is sorrow over the king of Barabeliu, the central nation.

But his power was no longer even equal to that of the king.

That's what the Adventurer Alliance Master is all about.

"Long time no see, King."

One of his squire was a woman with flowing red hair.

Nothing unknown to her, feather-woven with a long coat and a single sword, is on this occasion.

He is the eldest daughter of the first Guildmaster Barriesd, "Battle Saint (Master Warrior)" Amarier.

……

One of his squire was the man who stroked his short dark hair behind him.

He wears a black jacket and a mask imitating a dragon. A swordsman with two swords, an ominous figure.

A masked man whose worries always lie by his side. He is Ren, the user of the awesome sword.

Woe, Amarier, and Len.

Those who stand to the extreme of martial arts, making it a symbol of renewed peace.

The three of them, people call them.

Adventurer Guild's Sanhua Blade "Villi Din Vee" and.

The sorrow lifts up his face, and opens his mouth as a young man, not tall, not even unsatisfactory.

But it sounded higher than anyone else, and it caught people's attention.

"King. I would like to make a suggestion.

He said that people must unite in order to usher in a new 'golden age' in the coming era.

The time when people compete is no longer a thing of the past.

We must prosper.

It is our duty and our duty to inherit this continent from the Divine Nation. "

When the worries spoke of purpose, the neighborhood calmed down.

Everyone is waiting for that word. I want it.

Attract, attract, and side with people.

That was the power of sorrow above all else, more than magic by sealing, more than wit as a magician.

"King, I would like to make a suggestion."

When anxiety gave the signal, Amarier spread a piece of paper.

This is how the book, prepared in advance, is written in the masterpiece of sorrow.

In the castle of Singh, someone read out the letter.

"Wu Wang Conference"

Yes, the Wu Wang Conference.

There, that's how it's drawn.

Who is Wu Wang?

That's what I'm worried about now.

Raise one finger and tell the story.

"The king of the sky who once joined hands with the demons and conquered this continent.

- Dragon King Bahamulgus "

Raise two fingers and talk again.

"The king of the earth who once waved that fist to leave the Demons.

- Les Daris, king of beasts. "

Raise your fingers and talk again.

"A king who wishes the happiness of his clan while inheriting Henrimanyu and his power.

- Joshinob the Demon King. "

Raise your fingers and talk again.

"It is the foundation and pillar of the human race. The great king who holds this Dinas City.

- Barabeliu XXXVI, King of Man "

When I stand up my fingers, and speak up.

"The King of the Beautiful Forest, who was pursued by his adventurers for his dwelling and is still rejoicing in the turbulence of his destiny.

- Of the Elves, their queen.

The time has come for the Dark Continent and the Slaosha Continent to become one.

The survivors met together, and now is the time to achieve lasting peace.

A new era is about to open its doors.

Leave everything to us. "

The sorrow rose up and put up his arms.

It's a playful trick, but no one feels uncomfortable about it.

Everyone was blinded by the majesty of the third-generation guild master, by his majesty.

It is not the people, not even the king, who can see in the eyes of the sorrowful Brown.

His eyes are staring at the future...

"King. I would like to make a recommendation.

Our Alliance of Adventurers is in the name of the Goddess.

Gather dragon kings, beast kings, demon kings, man kings, and queens, and swear.

Peace that lasts forever.

The advent of a new era.

a world that never suffers from hunger or poverty.

Uncontested, ideal home.

This is the first step towards that end.

Let us do everything we can, and let us necessarily try to do it.

Come on, king.

Let's walk out together.

- Towards the realization of the "Wu Wang Conference" "

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"Wu Wang Conference, hey"

Amarier had her cheeks caned and her dark eyes turned.

This is Dinas City Adventurer Alliance headquarters.

Among other things, it is the deepest, master's room, where only some things are allowed into the room.

Red-haired she holds the title of Adventurer Alliance Deputy Master. In essence, it was Adventurer Alliance number two.

I didn't get a voice from anywhere questioning her ability to be Barrys' daughter and had already reached the level of S + adventurer.

Ahead of Amarier's gaze, there is sorrow.

He inquires at the sight of his hair burning.

"What is it, Amarier?"

"... nothing. It's just frigid."

"Ha."

As he turned to the purifier and did his book, his grief gave him a laugh.

Six months after "Bravely Road's Battle Against the Demon King," Amarier regained enough energy.

Originally, she was a gifted girl. I believed you'd get back on your feet.

But Amarier's attitude toward her woes had changed from previous ones to gallery.

With the goal of the brave Isagi, Amarier desperately continued his workout to help him.

He simply repeated the moulds taught to Balized and Cariboulnus, or jumped into a dead place as an adventurer, hurting himself.

Her sword moves were only ever combined with strength enough to defeat even the leader of the Yang Saint Knights.

Even the sadness - only with pure swordsmanship - could no longer fathom her, and it was as if the soul of the dead Balizd had dwelt in Amarier.

Talent blossomed.

It was all to give the sword to whoever saved my life.

Amarier kept polishing her own sword so she could protect him, not just herself being protected by him.

So that we can reach the heights of the brave one day.

Like a great father, Barriesd.

Lower that Amarier off the battlefield.

- Sadness slaughtered the rabbit.

I snapped his neck.

It is not an acceptable line at all.

In the first place, it's not even a dimension of forgiveness and not forgiveness.

From that moment on, grief became the enemy of Amarier without question.

I have no intention of killing like burning.

Amarier's gaze had an icy, ruthless shame.

"Killing that guy and coming out, and saying it out, it's not a lot of special victory."

"My wish is one thing from the beginning.

Restore peace to this continent.

Nothing more or less.

Though you've seen something somewhat absurd. "

"Somewhat."

Amarier narrowed her eyes softly.

With 400 adventurers wiped out in the war, the grief of being the conductor of the scene was never held accountable.

Rather, it was Hanofa who ordered it to be pursued. It was all a sad brink that he was forced to resign, too.

Still, Amarier is in mourning.

I am not sentimental because I used to compete for moves, etc.

If it's not sentimental, Amarier is going to think so.

"The fact that you've become my deputy,

I thought you recognized me to a certain extent. "

"I'll let you see what you're up to.

This position was just right to keep an eye on you.

I identify you with my eyes. [M]

Step over that man's death and find out where the hell he's going. "

The expression of sadness remains unchanged.

hatefully, cool.

"I wonder what you would do if that destination were Demon King's Road."

……

Amarier sits in her chair and pulls out her sword.

The early work was like thunder.

I didn't make my worries faint as I was pushed to the throat with a perfect fit.

My daughter and the man's gaze intersect. A moment of silence.

As he slashed and tore the silent air, Amarier drew his sword back.

Put it in the sheath to pinch with two fingers and sit deep on your back again.

"I will slay you and I will succeed you after my father.

That's all. "

"I see."

What's wrong with worrying, leaks a cookie laugh.

Amarier just raised one eyebrow and had nothing to say about it.

Because it's like you don't know his heart.

"Hey, I didn't think you'd hate me so much."

……

He grins as if he doesn't care, even though he gets a chilling glance. Skin on most surfaces.

"If you don't, you can't be a hero.

We have no individual. [M] If you decided to do "The Brave One" once.

I'm sure you don't know that. "

"... I am"

"Your father knew that.

No matter, so is' he '.

You have not yet reached that point. [M]

The sword has improved a lot, so the next step is to be prepared.

If you can learn from this, that would be a good thing. "

"... eh"

Amarier fists her desk.

I guess I handled it. Still, the wood was distorted and the grief was slightly uneven at hand.

"I came here of my own free will!

Remember that!

Along with that discarding dialogue, Amarier jumped out of the room.

The sorrow flaunts her shoulders and drops her off.

For a while, it lasts one hour.

The grief was just silent, following a letter.

Then came the unusual man with the mask on.

Not in such a sloppy physique, the pressure he unleashed was more intense than a big bear.

The masked man comes into the room without sound, trying to slip through the door.

"... wow"

"Hey, I've been waiting for you, Ren-kun"

You can make it cheap.

"I don't know who else is listening."

Lianzhui closes the door behind his back.

His name in the Adventurer Guild is' Ren '. There was a reason to hide his name.

Lianzhui is an interrogator who once did all he could on the Devil's side of the massacre and was picked up by the Dragons to engage in hostility with the human race.

The arrangements were widespread throughout the Slaosha continent, and we recovered them in the name of being crusaded for once, but to avoid useless trouble, they were cheap breeders who were still wearing masks with all their hard work.

"Still, it's been a long time.

Thank you for letting me see the king in time. "

"It just so happens. If you get tangled up in such a troublesome thing,

It would have been nice to be late. "

"If we don't have all three, we'll halve our ability to convince the king.

We, the Sanhua Blade "Villi Din Vee."

"Who gave you the name, but I want to..."

The grief is revealed in the improper construction of the arms that can be worn against the wall.

"Oh, that's me. It would be better to have a name that is easier to remember, wouldn't it?

"... thoroughly"

I don't see the look behind the mask, but the honest mouth slightly distorts.

Maybe it's a distaste for that stance of sorrow.

Integrity and sorrow. There is no substitute for a relationship between you two. As long as the grief keeps its promise, Integrity lends him strength. Because that's the deal between the two of us.

Why don't you tell Amarier the truth about your grief?

When Isagi is alive, won't you tell him so?

Sometimes I have doubts. But I don't talk.

Because Integrity is not interested in his going.

The sorrow opened his mouth quietly as he ran his feather pen.

"How are you doing?"

"... I can't, not yet."

Chen Jiu received one of the two meanings and cut it off.

Yes, it's not finished. Not yet, the Great Demon Crystal...

Six months had passed since I broke up with the two of them because of the rabbit entering the labyrinth.

The time he spent diving in Ratatosk was not enough for a day or two.

Six months.

Isagi was spending all that time in a distorted labyrinth of time and space.

Over the past six months, the only events that have taken place have been Hanover's resignation and sad inauguration.

"Is that working well? I've been counting on you lately."

"... not bad. All we have to do is experience."

"Bravely Road's Battle Against the Demon King" killed 400 adventurers.

In a guild of adventurers whose skill was devastated and made thin, grief encouraged the backward development of adventurers.

They embraced young talented boys and girls, or adventurers, and created new organizations.

That's the "God-killer Ragnarok".

On the face of it are the elites of the sorrowful children.

And the real purpose is...

"As soon as we find the Livestone, we're doomed.

There's no drain. They carry corpses, too. For me. "

It's about wiping out the divinely ill from this world.

Due to the divine slaughter crowd and the insidious leap of integrity that directs it, the remaining number is few.

That means that the day of success of the Great Petition for Integrity is near.

The demonic crystal creation area of the Berrialdo Plains is now designated a restricted area.

But I can't think of a cheap look.

"I haven't done it yet."

"Sounds like it."

In response to his grief without raising his face, Lian Shui closed his eyes in silence.

Theoretically, it should have been completed.

But the earth continued to swallow magic (wanting to) as if it were infinite darkness.

Originally, no artificial giant demon crystal has ever been made by anyone before.

Lianzhui's current state of affairs, which he couldn't move forward while grasping his wishes, was teething without interruption.

I have unconvincing thoughts.

But where I hit it with sadness, there's nothing I can do about it.

Lianzhui swallows emotions.

"... what are you writing about?

"A letter to the Kings."

"From now on."

"Sort of. But there's more to the calculation than King Barabeliu admitted."

"Yes, you will."

The three of you are the ones who send the letter.

Dragon King, Beast King, and Demon King.

In the letter to the Dragon King Bahamulgis, give the name of your ally, the Demon King Joshinob.

In the letter to Les Daris, king of beasts, give the name of the benefactor, Isagi.

And to Joshnob king of demons, the name of his friend, Sadness and Integrity.

Write on each and summon them to this Dinas City.

Determine the future of Alvaris, for the King Wu Conference.

"Most of all, I've already heard from her, who I thought was the second hardest. For that, I have to move, too."

"You just became a master. Now where are you going?"

"The Northern Land, Edilla Empire"

The grief gave her a small smile as she looked up.

"There still seems to be a lot of imprisoned elves out there.

It's a delicate matter. I can't leave all this to anyone else.

Luckily, Amarier will protect you from absenteeism.

Then I'm going to talk to you directly. "

"... what is it, what is it?

The grief flaunted his shoulders and caught the edge of his mouth.

"That's what the Queen wants."

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The daughter, who got out of the carriage, was wearing a deep hood on her head.

Advance your feet to snub your eyes as you hide your long green hair.

She was a traveler.

She was a slutty woman with a dagger on her hips and a bow on her back.

It is a difficult world for only one woman to travel, although she says the Demon Emperor War has gathered, the Demon King Puzzle has been discussed and made peaceful.

From that, it seems to me how skillful she is.

There was no gap in standing and behaving, and walking was like a horse treading refreshingly on the green earth.

"... ugh"

She walks through the township of Realde, the water capital of the Principality of Beariade.

This is the only country adjacent to the Great Forest Mistral, an area where there has long been relatively little bias against elves.

But times are different now.

It would never be my fault to feel a swordswallowing gaze.

Such perceptions have spread rapidly over the past few years that the Elves are the lower race of the human race and are kept as labor and play objects on the Slaosha continent.

Few turned their gaze of pity and sympathy towards such an elf tribe, but the eyes of discrimination planted on many people are hard to erase.

She is an elf.

That's why I wear a deep hood so as to hide its characteristic pointed ears and green hair.

In this land, to fulfill our promises.

I thought I'd hit a nearby liquor store first in order to find someone to ask.

"- Euree!"

There was such a girl's voice in the crowd.

She stops on her feet perfectly.

Eulet, it is indisputably her name of the Elves.

What was in her eyes that looked back and ran her gaze sharply...

She was the girl who exposed her shimmering green hair to the sun and smiled.

Only one, who emerged from the human race, was exactly as radiant as an emerald picked up from a waterfall pot.

"... no, no, no"

A dagger that was unwittingly squeezing fell out of Eulet's hand poking.

The girl in her traveling outfit comes to Eulet, letting her breath bounce, showing her the piece sign and putting it on.

"Long time no see! Eureh!"

"No, well, yeah, yes"

Picking up the dagger and putting it back on her sheath, Eulet looks down at her with her hands on her hips.

How many years has it been since we've looked at each other like this? If I want to hold my sentiments, I feel like I can shed tears, and I feel like I can't forgive myself for exposing myself to defenselessness in a place surrounded by such a human race.

It was pale words that came to mind, with no complicated emotions.

"But what, that outfit"

"Huh? Something weird?

"I mean Hen... well it's definitely Hen though.

Why did the squire walk the princess like that? "

And after I said it, for a little while.

I notice her with a good neck.

Notice, scream unintentionally.

"The squire!?

"I'm alone, aren't I?

"Why!

He shouted on the side of the road and Eulet held his head.

It was a few months ago that she sent me a letter, saying it was obvious.

Originally I had revealed to my Dark Continent master about where I was lurking, so that was an easy story if my husband wanted to make contact.

After much gratitude to the old couple in the lodge who took care of them, Eulet traveled.

I think this is the first step in the founding of Neo Mistrand, something that also made me quite nervous.

I had assumed that we would meet near the second port, but my husband acted unexpectedly quickly, and in no time she even came to Realde.

That's how I'm here now.

I didn't even try to hide the emerald green hair that stands for me, and Aye is as beautiful as ever.

"Hey, didn't you think for a second that we should hide ourselves...?

"Haha, kind of. I said the journey is dangerous, and I knew it would stand out."

When my husband narrowed his eyes and laughed, the beauty bloomed like a flower.

It was such a beautiful smile that even the hedges and grooves of the species could easily jump over and the passers-by around could accidentally stop and be seen.

"But we were hunted down and crossed over to the Dark Continent to survive.

If that's the case, about the time I come back, I want to take the main road with my chest up.

Heh, okay, Eulet. Nothing happened, huh?

"No, no..."

I know what you're trying to say, but I don't think I'm convinced.

It's too late for something to happen.

Eureh couldn't stop herself from saying the novel.

"But you see, you had a lot of scary eyes for me to do that...

How impotent and reckless is it to travel alone now... "

"-Temey!"

Yelling, Eulet accidentally put his hand on his face.

It is the rough men who have come as they draw the hedges. That number, four.

At the end of their gaze was a master who nestled properly.

"How dare you embarrass me earlier! I can't forgive you!"

The man who throws up the prescribed line stares straight at his husband.

Eulet asks her husband, with a headache.

"... something, shame"

"Come on? I forgot"

The smiling girl puts out her pepper and tongue.

It's very good to go to the Dark Continent and my liver sat down. But there is no ex-girlfriend or child to make a scene with.

Eulet walked forward with her cheeks in the midst of a deliberate boulevard.

It would be troublesome if someone witnessed me and even called me in. The position of the Elves is infinitely weak.

Then you should end it in a flash.

Originally, Eulet's job was a little 'havoc'.

"It's not a bad idea to annoy the guards, and should Eulet deal with you here..."

For each of her uncomfortable faces, the men turn their gaze of hostility.

"Oh, you're one of us!

"Give it to me, you elves! Hundreds of years against the humans. Yeah!

"Oh, no, after a hundred years, are we alive or not?

To Eulet's sober point, the men jump upside down.

"Shut up!

Typical mountain by mountain. How many rough guys. Though the training grounds seem to creep through quite a bit, what they perceive is the men who cannot determine the strength of their opponents either.

Eureka Yuriika, head of the Mistrand Kingsguard Knights (Emerald Knights), pulled out a dagger backwards.

If you're this much of an opponent, you won't hear a long blank. I'll finish it in an instant...

The men's movements seemed to be in hand.

Too late.

Draw three, four, bright red lines, and that will be it -.

What Eulet's vision, which he thought so, captured was a violent order of destruction.

A huge amount of scars. Meaningful research carved into the demonic world.

- The code was chanting.

"The trunk of Beldando!

It is magic.

It is also an excellent magic trick of great sophistication.

The wind blowing up from the earth to the sky instantly lifted the men's bodies.

There was no screaming or screaming, and the next moment, the figure of the desolates was nowhere to be found.

There was no trace of it, and it was scratching away.

"... to?

Eulet was taken aback and leaked his voice.

We didn't know for a second who had unleashed the magic that wiped the men out.

But I look right next door.

It was undoubtedly Eulet's master who should have protected him, letting him do it with a bright hand.

"... uh, what's that now?

"It's magic. I'm going to sweep into the sky.

Don't think I'm alive if I'm lucky...... I guess "

The girl, laughing, took Eulet's hand as if nothing had happened.

"Bye, Cousin, Eulet.

I want to see what Mistrand looks like first. "

"Oh, uh, yes"

Confused, my husband pulls me out and Eulet gets out of the crowd.

Pulling back such elaborate sorcery that even that eye of Eulet could not read, she returned.

The girl takes the former Knight Commander and walks out.

Once upon a time, the road to Mistrand.

She is the survivor of the Mistral royal family, with the last right to inherit the throne, a princess who was once chased to her residence by the human race and fell into a dark continent.

Third princess of the Elves.

Limino na verdalda silk mistral.

To save the Elves,

- She returned to the Slaosha continent.