Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

The divine tribe that emerged from the west instantly swallowed up the human race.

One city perished, and the earth stained with blood.

On this day, people recall that they are overwhelmingly vulnerable.

That may have been an abominable memory of a time when they were once being persecuted.

The world was near doom.

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I was dreaming.

Maybe I found out in my dream that this was a dream because the contours of the world were blurred.

Or maybe I was unconsciously getting the core that something happier couldn't possibly happen to me.

Not so long ago, maybe I was exhausted.

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I was laughing in my dreams.

Naturally, very commonly, they were laughing.

Keep walking down the small road talking about no other love.

Around a little past noon, we found ourselves in one village.

It was a rare village spared from war, mediocre and idyllic.

"You can rest here today."

Twin bed inn. I grated my stuff on one bed, and she paid for her hair. The golden hair tip shakes and reflects into the light that plunges through the window to sparkle.

She distracted herself and went, "Yeah."

"I've been walking through and I've been on guard, so I'm tired. Why don't you get some rest?

"I'm going to do that even if they don't tell me... No, it's a waste. You're nervous that you don't know where it's coming from."

"Right, I wish I had one of my best buddies against the enemy. Not bad."

Preah turns his shoulders and begins to be flexible on the spot. It's a luxurious and likely broken body, but I did find that it has feminine suppleness when I did.

Twisting his thin hips and diverting his luminous body seemed to accentuate its sleek thin breasts, and Isagi turned away unexpectedly.

"Uh-huh, uh-uh..."

I can hear the maiden's troubled voice. Driving the unexpected imagination out of his head, Isagi sat back on the bed.

But I'm tired. Close your eyes and a phantom will emerge as demons will pop out of your midst.

Just like that, so is the innocent smile of Preah.

"Ha, I knew I should have taken it, nourishing nichiganese sow"

"You're too relaxed about anything at all. If you get attacked in the middle of collecting, you won't even be able to see..."

"Well?

She had hardly ever been out from Dinas City for any purpose other than to be used for war, and whenever she saw the grass and trees growing in the neighborhood, she had a moving voice.

"Oh, that's the one I saw in the drawings, too! That too! 'said Preah, happy to slap his hand, feeling the unexpected gaze of the rabbit. No, he coughed and put his finger up.

"Well... yes, I will explain to the brave man who has just arrived in this world. There are plenty of herbs that can be used when you are hungry or sick. '

To Preah, who talks in his face, Isagi replied, "Ha."

Together, Preah raised his voice again as he relaxed his solidified muscles.

"Okay. Well, I guess I'll take a tour of the village and get the groceries I need."

"Mmm."

Reaching out to Klausorus, where Isagi had placed him, and getting ready to go out, Preah had put his hands out and pushed them away.

"Oh, fine, I'll be alone. Isaac's tired, isn't he? Get some rest here."

"No... that's not how it works, is it?

"What is the basis for that statement? No, wait, let me guess. Isn't that it anyway? Because I'm a girl, right?

"... no, well"

It's a star.

Ha, and Preah sighs loudly.

"You know, brave man. You've figured it out enough since the trip, haven't you? My strength and bravery's strength are roughly the same. I mean, I'm better than that. And yet how do you come to realize that?

"... erm"

Isagi unwittingly shuts up. That's because I grew up in that kind of culture already, I can only say.

Isagi cheeked at Preah as he laid his hands on his hips and looked up at this one.

"... no, look, isn't it dangerous to act differently?

"It's okay, it's such a peaceful village. If I say that, are you going to follow me to the bathroom?

"It's not like that, but if anything happens,"

"Yes, yes, I'll wait here. I'll wait. Please give me your luggage number, brave man. It's your job to rest well. Okay? Or what? Do you miss me so much?

To her teasing tone, the rabbit gets annoyed.

"I get it. Then come on, at all."

"Yes."

Isagi falls into bed and waves hanging out. Though I was worried at first, my body seemed fatigued. His consciousness soon sank in.

- Open your eyes to the glare of the sunset as it plugs through the window. Although that's how I looked around the room, Preah hadn't come back yet.

"Where are you eating grass?"

With only precious things such as swords and roadblocks, Isagi left the inn.

Look for Preah, unlike the villagers returning from farming.

Her beauty and appearance stand out anyway. I thought you'd find it soon anyway.

I actually found it right away.

Preah was crouching down to the little boy.

That's how he puts his finger up and tells me something.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, Isagi? What's the matter with you?

"What's the matter with you? The sun's going down."

"Oh, really, this is already the time"

Speaking in dismay, Preah looked around as he had just noticed.

Then I tell the boy about his junior year.

"That's why. You're gonna protect your mother and your brothers, right?

"... yeah"

The boy looked like he was about to cry, bit his lower lip, but still nodded loudly.

When Preah pushes his back with his thin fingertips, the boy runs out of momentum.

I thought, "Ah," the arrow tip, he falls beckoning. But he got up quickly and ran again.

To the boy's hiccups, Preah looks happy as to why.

Isagi, who was watching like that, twisted her neck.

"So, what were you doing?"

"Mm-hmm. It's no big deal, is it? I was just listening because the father of that boy's house died in the war and he's having a hard time with it"

"... what kind of story goes on like that?

Preah uses it to draw a circle in the void when he picks up a stick of wood that was falling on the road.

"Something, because I was wiggling my stick so hard with tears in my eyes. I wonder what happened. So I called out. Then it seemed like it had accumulated a lot. I wish I could have helped."

……

Isagi puts her cheeks on.

"So, the groceries"

"Huh? Oh, I did!

Preah throws down a stick of wood and rushes to the back of the village. Isagi followed her with a sigh. But the small shops seemed to have already gone away with the sunset. The owner of the store number was also a mushroom shell because he had already gone home.

"Wow, I did it"

"You."

Isagi unexpectedly frowns because she said she was going so alone that she couldn't do her job.

Isagi shook his head at Preah, who looked terribly evil.

"What are you playing at, even on your journey to crusade the Demon King?"

"Beh, nothing, I wasn't playing, was I?

"Deal with the kid."

"No, you know what? Isagi."

Preah lifts his eyes slightly and waves his fingertips here.

"What we do is a demon king crusade. But that's for each and every one of us. I want to defeat the Demon King to protect such a small village. If there's anything I can do to do that, I want to help. There's no line like this, 'cause it's on the extension line for me. I can't throw either away."

"No, if I'd been properly purchasing groceries, that excuse would have worked, too."

"Mmm..."

"It's my job to tell people to rest well and rest well."

"Ugh... I'm sorry..."

Preah honestly apologized.

That doesn't mean the hoarding dropped, but Isagi shrugs his shoulders. I may have said a little too mean. When the opponent is Preah, he tends to have an extra mouth.

"Well, fine. Let's rest at the inn today and go buy it early tomorrow morning. And then, yeah. Then we'll go on a journey by sourcing lunch."

"Yes......"

You and I follow the road to the inn.

Many times along the way, Preah was turning around.

"I wonder if that boy is okay...... I think I should come out with my brother, but I was wondering if I could make up for it."

"You......, are you willing to continue your journey worrying about everyone in this village? Whatever it takes."

"Heh heh heh. I want to do everything I can. Life only once, something you don't want to regret."

"You're gonna get flat."

"Yeah...... good luck to the extent you don't. Thanks, huh?"

"No, it's fine."

The stars illuminate the earth. The wheat swaying in the wind made a whispering sound.

The way home in line for the two of us. It was a pastoral view, so much so that I didn't think the human race was about to perish.

The innkeeper's lady is in this time, so I thought she was neglecting the kind of traveler who brings troubles in, but she was kind to me.

Isagi and Preah took a warm meal for a long time and lay down in a bed that smelled like sunshine. It was a day of peace.

- It was that night that the village was raided by the Demonic Imperial Army.

It's not my first real fight - it's not.

Sixth or seventh. It was from around there.

Put together a jacket with an arrow-saver magic formation engraved on it, and the flying rabbit checked the situation as he squeezed the crow solus in his right hand.

Fire hands are up in the direction of the store heading into the evening. The Demons must have come from over there.

Meet the preha, which landed next door without sound, in eye contact.

Let's go.

The two rush at an incomparable rate during their journey.

Isagi, who is able to keep up the fighting while connected, and Preah, who is originally trained in general combat. The speed was like wind.

Found. Several pig-faced soldiers haunt the young men of the village who would have gone out to intercept. When Isagi bowed his back, he entered the leaping position.

Preah, who saw it, points his fingertips at them.

"Abominations! Leave!"

The light shifted and I could play it in front of the soldiers on the pork side.

It was almost a powerless sorcery, but it was effective. The soldiers throw the young man away and shake their hands.

Isagi's sword strike flashed there.

One soldier after another snaps his neck with the feeling of slashing hot butter. Before Klausoras, the armor they wore, the fighting armor and the meat armor were equally pointless.

Even before the opponent in the first battle, he was a trembling shark.

Overlapping the exchange of life a few times will also make you a good swordsman.

That's not all. It was even possible to compare.

Swaying the blood attached to his sword, the rabbit crumbles as he looks down at the body.

"These guys, you're weak. The swordsmanship is ruined."

Maybe he's not a regular soldier.

Preah was turning to the young men who lay low on the earth with simple healing techniques.

Only a few dozen seconds of exertion on the brave young people, but still their pain seems to have gotten a little better.

One of the young men groans and refers to the centre of the village.

"Oh, over there, the main unit... please, go ahead... Please..., help my family..."

Before Preah says anything.

Rabbit responded with her chest stretched.

"Don't worry. - That's why we're here."

Isagi pretended not to hear Preah crushing her little "I snagged it".

As Preah inferred, they were not regular soldiers.

They are like bandits, who have failed to keep up with the discipline of the Demonic Imperial Army and fled.

There's no order system, just beasts that take what's in front of them and ravage them.

Such a raw man could not have rivaled the brave Isagi and the magician Preah.

"Play it, hit it!

The magic of fire painted by Preah flies like a shooting star, turning the majority of the thieves who were tumbling in the square into charcoal.

The rabbit processed the leaked opponent one by one. Yes, processing. Experience had given Isagi's heart room.

Knowing that a flashy baton of caution - about Isagi and Preah - had appeared, the demons fled to scatter.

There is little wear and tear between the two. It was a complete victory.

But that's only for the two of us.

Eventually, as the sun began to rise, the damage to the village became apparent.

Some houses are burned down, or the villagers killed unharmed, are revealed.

People even Isagi and Preah told me that they were lucky to have done so much damage, but there was also the figure of the crying one.

To one of them, the rabbits were blinded.

That was the boy Preah was braving at that time.

He was dead. Embracing the body, someone like his mother was sobbing wet. The brother is also leaning against him.

The deceased boy was squeezing a small knife in his hand.

I didn't know what to say, and the rabbit snapped small.

"... did you try to protect your family"

"Maybe."

Even though he knew that the boy he was talking about during the day was dead, Preah said so reluctantly. There's no tears, no words for nerves.

What she did was apply healing magic to the injured.

Isagi drops off Preah's back. The blonde maiden, wearing a beauty mask, was persevering and looked like just a cold person beside her.

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Breaking up with Preah, Isagi decided to help the youngsters to dispose of the bodies of demonic soldiers. His strength, reinforced by his struggle, was greatly appreciated also as a workforce.

The story of Preah, who advised the villagers on defense, ends soon.

In the morning of that day, the two traveled.

away from the village, in a few moments.

Preah crouched on the spot.

She lay down on her face and held her knees.

I can't see the look on his face.

Same thing. Isagi stole it, with that wounded girlfriend in the diocese.

Isagi spoke softly.

"... preha"

……

She didn't answer anything for a while.

I was just leaning down, squatting in.

I also felt like something was different about saying a kind word.

As she was - she also felt that she was fighting her weakness.

So Isagi kept waiting until she decided her mind and tried to walk out again.

"... I did something extra."

That twinkle like a solitaire had an accidental voice.

"That's what that kid decided. You're nothing wrong."

"... I'm the one who pushed my back."

"I wanted to protect my brother and my mother. Big one."

"There could have been a future where no one would die"

"... that"

Speaking of which, I don't have a kiri.

Are you a thin person who swallows one's death?

Isagi thinks that.

I was going to tell Preah someday. Or maybe she knows.

Isagi's parents died in a car accident. But they were told by the tire marks at the time that they were in an accident trying to avoid something popping up.

Was that a child, or maybe an animal?

It's not clear what he avoided yet, but Isagi's parents lost their lives to help someone.

He was kind and a strong father.

He was resolute and a fine mother.

What the hell did they protect?

But there's only one thing I know.

I guess at that moment when they cut the handle, they didn't give a damn about the rabbit that would be left behind, that is.

Saving someone's life is not an easy act.

Even the rabbit, with tremendous power in his hands, has yet to change his mind in this Alvaris.

Sometimes there are more sacrifices. Like the parents of a rabbit.

Even so, does Preah regret the little life he spilled, not that life he helped?

One day in that attitude, I'm sure, it'll crumble.

There must come a day when you can't take reality.

From the back of the little preha as he leaned down, the rabbit diverts his attention.

"Is that how you walk with your back to the lives of those who couldn't save you"

"... I am"

Don't worry about the rabbit.

A girl only twelve years old. - The tone of Preah returns to calm.

It was like a grass that stood up no matter how many times it was trampled.

"I don't want to regret it. But there was no day I didn't regret it. So I want to walk away, carrying it all. I've always thought I'd do better next time. I don't want to forget, just one death. I don't want to call it a sacrifice."

"... too stuffed with roots."

Shake your head.

Ideal theory. How can there be so much strong thoughts in a girl? I don't understand Isagi.

It was just, it was dazzling.

"There's not a single person who can die in a war. If I were stronger, if I could save everyone in the world, I'd be stronger. Any man, any sorrow, so that he can save... I want to be strong. So."

Preah got up. Rub her eyes in the back of her hand like a boy, and that's how she looks back, its clear sky blue.

Its eyes, slightly swollen, were so strongly willed that the rabbit was bewildered.

"I'm sorry, brave man. I let you take extra time. But it's okay now. Now we'll hold on a little longer......, let's go. Next city."

"Preha"

Unexpectedly, Isagi sat on her arm.

Driven by impulses.

Isagi tells her to stare at this one with a hazy face.

"You don't have to be strong on your own, Preah"

"... but"

"That's okay."

Isagi shook his head.

Isagi could now stare at that dazzling girlfriend, who she thought could not face from the very front.

"I'm still weak now, but because I'm going to be strong. Just enough to hold half the baggage you're carrying... so don't worry."

After I told him that, I realized.

She looks like she's been taken aback and stares at the rabbit. The heat of that gaze tickled me oddly.

"... no, so let's go. Look, to the next city."

Rabbit hurriedly releasing his arms and walking out.

From behind, Preah's crush pierced him.

"... again, I'm stuck"

The lighting came later.

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No, I had a dream.

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In front of the slow-eyed rabbit, there was a girl.

I wonder who it is, it wasn't the girl I saw in my dream.

It's just that she was crying in her eyes and held her mouth.

Just a little bit, he looked like her in a dream.

"Brother..., brother, you're awake...!

……

"Good, good... Good...... Oh, come on, guys, we have to get him..."

Where are we?

A bunch of people rush to see the neighborhood at the rabbit.

A red-haired woman. A woman with a long ear. A woman with a curved horn. A young man with a faint face. Various people.

They have uniformly put warm words to the waking rabbit.

But the look on Isagi's face is surprising. That was all I had.

An earlier green-haired daughter asks Isagi.

"... Looking for your Preah sister?

No.

No, it's not.

Isagi shook his head and then dropped his gaze.

What can I say?

I could run a terribly dumb thing through my mouth.

But still, he had nothing but to tell them as they were.

On the bed, he said:

"My name is... Isagi Asapura. Where the hell am I? Isn't that Japan?

- That was the price of a second deification.