Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

A snowy country with cold winds.

The environment has been harsh and it has always been the power of faith that has underpinned the resource-poor country of Edilla.

The 'goddess' rooted in this land is a religion that believes in the goddess who once drove away the wicked clan from this world and the six angels who fought with him as his squire.

Namely:

Noel in "Divine Love".

Carolael in "Hope".

Llanael in "Courage".

Missifone in "Faithfulness".

Dihaza in "Wisdom".

Aradel in 'Patience'.

They are six sons with great virtues called the Goddess Six Virtues.

And now their name was passed down, and they were born as a new fear wielding presence in this land now. It was as if the angels had fallen into darkness.

Six forbidden princesses. They are in a mansion located outside Lean Caterdam, the capital of Edilla.

He looks disgusting and wields his inferiority.

Again now...

"Noel."

Speaking up, the girl looks back.

The bright red dress hem fluttered and swayed.

"Well, you don't seem to be“ getting along ”with Shu a lot."

It's Dihaza. Behind it was Carolael staring at this one.

"... you heard from Carolael, Dihaza"

"It doesn't matter. Wow."

With a brutal smile on her face, she seemed to really enjoy herself.

"I know. Wow, the great virtue you were taught by your father is' divine love '. Its light, which always envelops man, is also so beautiful and pious to us Wow"

"Thanks"

"Duh, duh."

Dihaza stood directly in front of Noel, with eyes that did not laugh.

"You know it. I am Wisdom. It is my duty to make our happiness and our wishes come true."

"I believe your faith has a place to apprentice."

"Right, Noel. Hey, I just want to give you some advice."

Dihaza strikes his hand and holds up the edge of his mouth.

Tell Noel to look deep into his heart without dust.

"Too much trouble” is not good, Noel. If there's anything you care about, just tell me. I'll take care of your concerns. 'Cause I'm Wisdom. You can leave everything to me, Noel. "

……

Noel still had a face that didn't float and still smiled thinly.

"Thank you, Dihaza. But I'll be fine. And thy soul, that which I shall hold fast unto, to wrap it with love."

"Ugh, that's how it goes. Good boy, Noel."

Dihaza strokes Noel's head. The two lined up resembled each other so indistinctly.

It was Noel, who looked worried for a while, but she eventually snapped as she remembered.

"Speaking of which, Dihaza?

"Hey."

"I guess Aradel sleeps in your room as usual, but what happened to the other kids? I haven't seen him lately."

"Oh, yeah, you didn't know that because you were at Shu's."

Dihaza laughs like a demon.

"It's a lot of fun. The fun has begun. Because of this, I'll have more fun. Wow. If we don't run out of everything that's left, it's a waste. - Because it will perish."

"Right, I get it, Dihaza"

"Ugh, so you like it, Noel. You're very clever."

Dihaza leans her lips against Noel's cheek and leaves with a light mouthfeel.

Carolael, as he had been left behind, was nagging, clutching the cloth of his own dress.

"Carolael"

"... eh"

To Noel's voice, she shook her body frightened.

"............... sorry, Noel"

To a squeezing voice, Noel takes his breath out of his nose.

"I'm not mad at you, Carolael. You've been worried about me, I know that."

"I'm sorry, Noel. I was worried about you. Because you're nice to everyone. But I did something extra, didn't I? I know, I'm sorry, Noel."

"It's okay, Carolael. It's okay, it's okay."

"Noel......"

Noel stroked her back to Carolael, who will keep her head here. That gaze crawls through the floor. I don't see any light.

Carolael, who was grunting and snorting, looked up at this one, however, immediately.

"Oh, yeah, Noel. Listen, apparently there's a human coming after us."

Oh, and Noel remembers.

"Speaking of which, I heard a kid crawling around here a while back."

"Yeah, that's not it. Looks like there's a kid coming to help Shu. Again, you're wasting your time."

Stared into his glittering eyes, Noel turns away.

"Really, what about Dihaza? Should I go again?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Noel stay by my side"

Carolael laughs with Nico, and like an innocent witch.

"Dihaza said. I thought that would be good for me, too. It is my duty to offer 'hope' to everyone. Dihaza thought of what I should do. Dihaza is a genius after all."

"... what's that?

No good or bad feeling, just pale Noel listens back.

Until now, even Noel must have been heartbeat, but now it just sounds like an unusual word to repeat the chain of grief.

Carolael looked so happy, he said:

"I'll send Hanofa for you."

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

For a while, I thought that the rabbit who had disappeared had also been disqualified as an Adventurer Agent.

However, an approved guild card made it easy to rent a toquette carriage.

Close to the Great Forest Mistral to Edilla.

It was also a journey to follow Bravely Road.

……

The look on Isagi's face looking out the window of the toquette carriage is stiff.

I hardly had any good memories of Edilla, etc.

Among other things, killing Cerdel and wiping out the Northern Mountains by the aftermath of polar surgery are still annoying the chest of the rabbit as far too vivid a memory.

Isagi stopped Seldell's ambition. It is their ambition that the human race rule the world.

But was it really not the right line?

Maybe there was still something I could do.

The look on the face of the rabbit stroking his left eyeball over his eyelid is stiff.

……

The heart of the rabbit, which departed the Great Forest Mistral, was sinking so close to the north, although not to the point.

I lose something every time I travel somewhere, and compared to that, how little new I get.

I just wish I had one love, but that doesn't come true either.

The preha in the chest always keeps whispering the rabbit forever.

Help your people. Trust people.

Be courageous. Love is everything.

If that really is the right thing to do, why has the world been so devastated?

Nowhere, such as the reason why one of the isagis must endeavor to pass on Preah's thoughts and believe.

Though I've been betrayed, betrayed, betrayed, and still forgiven by my once shouldered companions.

The precipitation in the rabbit's chest is never lost where the water is poured.

The faces of Dutu and Liminoes waiting to return disappear when they float.

Yes, if we don't live for them. And I must go home.

"... sadly, wait. I'm gonna help you."

If even your words sound empty, what the hell should I believe?

Even though the warmth I get for the girls and my buddies disappears easily.

The freezing cold outside kept the core of my body frozen and cold forever and ever.

Arriving at Edilla, Isagi quickly headed to Cerdel's mansion.

That's where my people are locked up.

Along the way, the tower of the goddess, which Isagi was supposed to have knocked down, caught my eye.

But it is no longer repaired without anything. I fall into the illusion as if I had time shifted, but no. It's been over a year since then.

Without paying off the snow falling on his shoulders, Isagi stared at you.

I slashed Cerdel in that place.

He slaughtered just a knight who was being used, and couldn't help the elf girl.

The memorable Alvaris of Isagi is a memory of the battle.

Wherever you go, whatever you look at, you seem to hear the thoughts of those who could not help float behind your brain and the dead who slaughtered you.

I wasn't supposed to think this way before.

I don't know why, since this body has been afflicted with a divine disease, I keep thinking about this.

I know it's not a good thing.

It's Setouchi to see if Preah wakes up in a little while.

I've come this far by leaving my people behind and trying to escape.

I don't know my mind.

Don't abandon yourself, Isagi.

And as he spake unto himself, Isaac shut himself before his cape, and swept the snowwind, and walked out again.

Cold.

It's going to freeze to the core.

Very cold.

I don't really like it here.

I still have to go.

To help my people, for that matter.

I have to go.

Because there are people waiting for themselves.

I don't have time to stop.

Someone is dead again while I'm doing this.

Every minute, every second, grief pours down.

The grudge was entwined in the legs of the rabbit as much as the charm, causing annoyance.

I should have been used to one.

As soon as I left with the Great Demon Crystal (Preah), this is it.

Nothing has changed in my contents.

I can't do anything without her, she's just a weakling.

Really, it's hard.

I can't save you, and the rabbit snapped small.

- It was then.

"Brave Isagi"

Fit, and the rabbit's leg stopped.

Halfway down the road buried with snow, a man stood.

A red-haired swordsman with a long coat.

He was staring at this one with his bright red eyes, shining impressively in the snowstorm.

I looked familiar, I was a man.

"You're the one who killed your father."

――

Has been annoying.

The voice sounded familiar.

From the memory that has not been lost, Isagi derives the answer.

"... are you kidding me, Hanofa? All right, so far to help you out with your grief."

"If you hadn't come back to the king's capital, your father would never have died."

"It's..."

The second-generation guildmaster Hannofa impeaches Isagi in an unspeakable tone.

Pain like a mixture of rubble in the snowstorm blamed the whole body of the isagi.

Even though he feels the bitter taste in his mouth, Isagi spins his words out of the joy of meeting someone he knew in a distant land.

"... than that, I'm getting sad. Hanofa must have come with us to help..."

While talking, I notice once more.

He called the isagi 'the brave isagi'.

Why, how do you know that?

The discomfort paralysed the ends of the limbs.

"... Amarier told you? Hanofa.... so you resent me?

"Even if I resent you. You killed your father. What a brave man. Do you care, fellow killer?"

The word turns red in front of the rabbit.

He has misidentified the facts. I am imprisoned by hatred.

I thought I had to right my mistakes.

"- No, all the culprits were Caliburnus and Cerdel, who used him. Barry's been suffering forever."

Hanofa doesn't have ears to listen to.

"You freed your father from his suffering forever?

"... that's not true, he was an important companion. I was one of them. Enough, Hannover. Together we will help you with your grief. They should be waiting for us..."

"There's no way I can walk with you and the others who killed my people. Go home."

Isagi bit off his back teeth.

"... no more, Hanofa"

He's wrong.

What you're saying is off-target.

Yes, it should be.

It's supposed to.

"You killed your father. Brave Isagi. You can't save anyone. Everything you've been doing is useless."

- Why should they say that?

"I would have done my best!

Scream.

"I helped Amarier and stopped the deification Caliburnus!

"You sacrificed your father for that."

"I had no choice! Because I didn't have a crow solus in my hand!

That anger, which fell to speak, sounds empty.

"If it wasn't for me on that spot, what would have happened! I can't imagine that. Not you! Hanofa!"

"Did you find out? As a result of your intervention, your father died. That's the truth."

"Why are you saying that..."

Rabbit snorts, groans.

A former companion, the son of a lost friend disputes himself as a parent killer. Will there be so many nightmares?

"Forget it, Hannover...... I'm so sorry for you... What more do you want me to say..."

"Right."

Hanofa pulled out his sword.

"Let the sins rise."

Isagi looked desperate and stared back at Hanofa.

"Are you telling me to die?

The color of Hanofa's eyes is red.

It is a testament to what possesses extraordinary power.

I know that something is wrong with him.

I don't know what the hell happened.

But still - Isagi couldn't take her eyes off Hanofa.

"Frankly, don't"

"... Hanofa helps you out with your grief by yourself?

"It's none of your business anymore."

……

You mean to the dying rabbit?

Oh, my God.

Will this be the end of the Isagi adventure I have lived to this day?

Has this been the end of what you've done to help all sorts of people?

I can't tolerate it.

Preah and everyone are waiting for Isagi to return.

But...

"Right..."

There was no such thing as being asked to die by someone that Isagi was supposed to be trying to protect, not by the enemy.

If he wishes...

- Moments, it even sounds like a sweet temptation.

"If I die, will your mind clear?

"Yes."

"... can we live without any concern from now on?

"Oh."

Covered in a rabbit, Barryzd is dead.

Is it also logical, then, that Isagi dies for his son, Hanofa?

I'm only halfway there.

I have not been helped Shu, nor have I been able to exchange words with Preah again.

Dutu and Limino will scold you.

I didn't expect that you might die in a place like this, etc.

But...

When he was about to be killed by Chen Jiao, Isagi thought.

- Maybe this is something we can't help, too.

Then what is the difference between this case and then?

Even if Hanofa is being manipulated by someone?

Who can say he doesn't really think so?

I don't know about the rabbit anymore.

"Apologize to your father in the afterlife."

"... I can't even see you. I'm going to hell anyway."

"Then continue to repent."

Hanofa is slowly coming this way.

Death and life.

Acceptance and defiance.

Two minds are at their best now.

It's a choice. Isagi has to choose.

A tranquil death that embraces everything, or a hard and painful life that will continue to rise.

There's nothing to fear.

Everything is just covered in snowy sorrows.

Hanofa slowly looms in the numbing cold to the tip of his finger.

I can't get through alone, is the snow path the graveyard of the rabbit?

Maybe it's appropriate, Isagi thought.

Or if I had stayed alone, maybe I would have really been killed.

- Wait.

Long, burning red hair in a dark outfit.

It was as if a black dot had been worn in the snow world.

"I won't let that happen."

The woman stood between Hanofa and Isagi, resolutely.

He has a sword on his hips. She is also a swordsman.

was unusual.

- The woman was wearing a mask.

"It's good to be back soon.... I didn't think this was happening."

"... what, you?

Hanofa distorted his face, but never cared.

Undefensibly, she looked back at this one.

And that word I tell you.

"Isagi, don't give up. Your future will be mine."

It was a nostalgic dialogue I remember hearing somewhere.

"Always take pride in your heart. Mark the path you believe in. That's what you taught me."

This person also seems to know his name.

Staring at that snoring mask of hers, like covering the whole thing over her face, who does the isagi?

"What, suddenly, what the hell... who are you"

"I'm..."

The moment I waved my arm, the powdered snow scattered around her.

The red-haired woman names herself gracefully and honorably, wrapped in silver curtains.

- Miss Last Resort.

Those eyes in the back of the mask sparkled.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

One man was in a city in the central state of Barabeliu.

As he creeps through the gates of the Adventurer Alliance, he heads to the information board.

I looked from right to left and found one note.

It was depicted there - in Japanese.

Message from Scarlet Mountain Woe.

……

His disappearance is, of course, in my ear.

Additional information was also delivered shortly that the perpetrator was an abomination known as the Princess of the Six Bans.

――

What I think, I do.

You dumb man, and the feeling of cursing, and so on.

But more than that, one thought was better in his head now.

I can't shake it off.

Whispers like a demon.

I was just looking down at the note I tore in front of the bulletin board, and one boy came running over.

"Oh, and, chief! No, you can't, you still wander around with that body!

……

Both eyes of the man looking back, red.

The man raised his voice like rubbing stones together.

"North."

"... Huh?

Let's go.

Leaving the confused boy behind, the man walks out.

"Wait a minute, chief! Once you get back to HQ, you better get treated."

I can't hear anything disturbing anymore.

The man is a profiteer.

A wounded general who fought a death battle with the brave Isagi and will not be fully healed throughout his body for life.

The public is being treated as a missing person, the man heads off.

- Guzz.

The Divine Nation Edilla.

Destiny gathers, to a forbidden land.