The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

"Huh...... neem. Good morning, Francesca."

"Ah. Good morning, Master Range"

Time slot when the night sky finally begins to whiten.

It was still early to wake up, but somehow I woke up.

Dream... I feel like I was watching. I can't remember what kind of dream it was, but I don't think it was that bad.

I feel calm, and I don't know... since I woke up, I felt good.

Sometimes Francesca wasn't used to traveling, and it was me and Fayrona who set the fire, but now Francesca, who was used to traveling and became a one-man adventurer, left it to me to sleep at night, too.

"I think I was dreaming, was I saying something?

"Are you sleeping? No, nothing."

Speaking quietly as there are other sleeping people, I gently hand pay for the coat I was using instead of the bed and stop by the burning fire where Francesca is.

Still in the morning is the season when you feel chilly. When you lay your hands on the fire, its warmth will tell you your arms and warm your body from the core.

Francesca, sitting in the front across the burning fire, unleashed a dead branch on the burning fire, looking at me like that at nothing.

"It seemed like he was well asleep... was it a disgusting dream?

"Come on? Maybe it wasn't such a bad dream"

Huh. I usually don't have to say anything to get in on the conversation, buddy - I realized I couldn't hear Ermenhilde.

Looking around... Speaking of which, did you leave it with Francesca that you would be bored without someone to talk to before you went to bed?

"Good morning, Elmenhilde"

"... oh, good morning"

When I greeted him, a medieval voice sounded in his head that could be taken by both men and women.

Elmen Hilde - a gold medal that is my partner and weapon of God's killing.

Its Elmen Hilde was placed on a rock just the right height where Francesca would sit.

"What are you obstinate about?

"Hmm. I don't know, like a range that says hello to Francesca and forgets to say hello to me"

"... child, you are"

I laugh bitterly at such Elmen Hilde's words and stretch out my body, which was stiff in my sleep.

Koki, and. I heard a creepy noise from my neck.

"Wasn't it the fire, boredom?

"No, because Master Elmenhilde was the one to talk to."

"You're annoying me, aren't you?

"I was more annoyed with the range Ibiki."

"... were you?

"Come on, what do you think?

Apparently, gymnastics is angry that I'm late for my morning greeting.

When I asked Francesca the truth about the word, she laughed and teased me.

Hmm. Exactly. If I was Ibiki or something, I wouldn't have woken up hating Mulu for traveling with me, and I'd like to think that wasn't there.

I'd like to think so, but I wasn't clearly denied it, and it's the first time Francesca's ever made fun of me like this, so I'm going to eat a little.

I don't know what you thought of that, Francesca has looked me in the eye from the front with her neck tilted like a little trouble.

"Uh, duh. Are you kidding me? Ibiki, I wasn't there."

"You don't have to tell me."

"Right. No, I was a little surprised because it was the first time Francesca told me it was like killing me"

Somehow, Francesca assumed of her own accord that she could not vomit lies.

Perhaps the impression I had when we first traveled together...... because I know a serious student, Miss Francesca.

Should I rejoice that I have grown?

When I think about it, I kind of feel like I'm getting very old, and I just exhale.

"You've grown."

"Well, shall we?

I stuck to my mouth about what I wanted to think, and, ah, Francesca raised her voice slightly more rubbed than I thought.

"... you smell like an old man, Range"

"Stop. I'm gonna cry for real, next time, when I say it"

"Wow, okay."

They put things into words that made me anxious, and I stuck with them and I really said it back.

Ermenhilde gets a moment confused about what to say next, and he tells me he won't say it anymore, slightly clogging the words.

That's it. I'm a good old man now, so it's time to worry about the old man's smell.

Ah, and sigh.

"That's not true. Dear Range, you're young."

"Thank you, Francesca"

"Can't you handle me too differently?

"Really?

I think it's always the same.

Remove the water bag pouring drinking water from the luggage bag and take a sip. Keep it up, throw another water bag at Francesca and give it to him.

I don't care about you.

'You're being too rude, Range. I always care about you, don't I?

"There's always a lot to say, you know?"

"What?"

"Sort of."

As it was, I was stopped by Francesca, trying to have a conversation as usual.

Probably because Mululu and Fayrona, and Ami, are still asleep.

"More than that, it's time to prepare breakfast, so why don't you wash your face?

"Hmm? No, I woke up early. I'll help."

Face wash will be good after everyone wakes up later.

Though there's not much sign of demons around here, I'd kinda avoid acting alone with my early morning sleepy head.

Well, I don't care if Elmen Hilde is there... by the coat I was spreading to the ground instead of sleeping bags.

Likewise a small shadow lying on top of his coat made a move.

It's Murr.

Unlike people, the golden eyes still open tightly in the dark woods when I wonder if the big ears that associate the wolf have trembled.

His eyes and his gaze fit.

"Morning, Mululu"

"Yeah.... dinner?

"I'm going to make it now."

Apparently, he reacted to the word breakfast.

A taller, more grown mulu than it used to be. But the slightly stretched hair remains brutally hand-tightened.

It's more childish than girly.

But maybe it's time for the body to grow well and say it's childish.

"I'll prepare breakfast, help me."

"... if you haven't done it, I'll sleep a little more"

"You're a girl too, so you should remember to cook and stuff"

"I'd rather eat..."

Listen to that word and see Francesca.

I can only stay with him like this once in a while, but Francesca and Mululu, and Faerona, still asleep, often know we're partying and working together.

So I decided to ask Francesca what I cared about.

"Well, I can somehow predict. He's not gonna help you cook, is he?

"You do occasionally, don't you? They pick beasts and mountain vegetables, they watch the pot fire."

'... can you say that's a help?

"Decent help. Collecting ingredients is my job"

Well, when it comes to work, I guess it's work.

I kind of feel different from the 'help' that Me and Elmen Hilde are thinking.

"Hmm... hey, is it morning already?

"Oh. Good morning, Aya"

Apparently, he woke me up in a talking voice.

Ami wakes up and stretches her body with her sleeping habits and messy hair intact. Fayrona, who slept a little far away, this one was already sophisticated and unwound.

"Wow, quick..."

"I don't really like being seen waking up."

Speaking of which, I haven't really seen Faerona asleep.

No, I remember seeing it a few times because I used to make the fire turn till morning, but I feel like that number is less than Francesca or Mululu.

Ami, well, she's been dating longer than the Francescas, so I don't know - I'm used to seeing her.

If I told him in person, he'd be angry or shy.

"Morning, Ami, Faerona"

"Good morning, Mr. Lotus"

"Oh, good morning, Range"

Say hello and remove the pan to make breakfast.

When I put water in it, I install it on the incineration, and while I wait for it to boil, this time I place the vegetables and the meat of the beast that had been caught last night and drained of blood on a rock that was properly washed with water.

"Ermenhilde"

'... ha'

When you call a name, a jade magic gathers in your right hand with your sigh.

It quickly took shape and a single person in charge appeared in his hands.

"I've already given up, but use me properly"

"No, you're the best person to hang up."

'Not at all, this is a compliment I'm not happy with...'

"Pfft."

When I heard about me and Elmen Hilde, Ami erupted.

Fished or Francesca and Fayrona get their mouths blown too.

"Meat, get more?

You smell like blood from now on.

"Wash it in river water and you'll be fine... I think"

As for Mululu, apparently the meat he took out is not enough.

Remove the preserved dried meat from the luggage bag and cut it into pieces.

"Look, come here. I'll teach you how to use a knife."

"Range, range. I don't want to understand what you're talking about, but I'm not a knife, okay?

"Same blade"

"... because the range says something weird, you started saying something blade to mululu..."

It's my fault.

"Faerona, why don't you and I wash our faces together? I'll do it with Mululu."

"Oh, I'll help, too."

And it was Ami who raised her hand. Somehow, it was as quick as I was in a hurry.

"Help me."

"Yeah, sure."

"No. I thought it was time for you and one of the dishes, so I said?

"... the three of us are better than the two of us, the preparation will be finished sooner"

To be honest, it's a word that clearly shows the emotion that the three of us want to just end because it's a hassle in the dark.

Exhale and decide to think that even if you are unmotivated and forced to help, it will be counterproductive.

This kind of thing doesn't improve without things like fun, fun, or purpose. That was an idea from my own experience.

Even I sometimes say that the use of words and swords in this world was necessary, but I enjoyed being able to improve... because I had the pleasure of being able to help people.

"Well, okay. Ami, can you help me?

"Yes."

I'm kind of in the mood.

"So, Master Range. Please."

"Fayrona, bring me some drinking water at last."

"Oh. Well, I'm looking forward to breakfast."

Throw a water bag with about half the contents down and drop off the two of them heading to wash their faces.

"Come on. Shall we begin, Mululu?"

"Yeah."

And I knew I was in the mood, Ami.

When Ami pulled out her short knife for protection, she began to teach Mulu how to grip it.

Elmen Hilde returns to magic when he grips it other than me, so it's impossible for Ino to teach it using his skills.

It is normal for me to use Elmen Hilde to give a hipster dagger to the person I teach.

Ami lent me a knife this time.

I'm usually a mululu who stretches out his nails and fights a mutilation. I don't know how to handle blades, and I don't even know how to grip them.

When I see a trick as if to hold my sword rampantly, I laugh bitterly with Ami.

"Sounds like old Ami."

"Wow... I, uh, knew how to grip a knife, didn't I?

"Really?

'Don't be too shy. I'm dealing with a blade... what if I get hurt'

That's the same thing, he said.

I'll let Amida cut the vegetables, and I'll cut the meat.

Once the mulls have finished cutting the vegetables, add the vegetables into the pan just starting to boil and similarly until tender.

Next simmer the vegetables and add salt or vanilla to mislead the odoured water.

I don't throw away vegetable broth as much as I can because it's nutritious.

It's a walking journey. It is also the job of those who prepare meals to think about a nutritious diet.

When the vegetables are tender, add the meat, and the fat makes the soup taste even more unique.

After that, make sure it tastes good, and use vanilla and other things again to make it taste good.

Now it's done.

"Isn't that easy?

"Yeah."

'Really? I can eat, but I think the dishes in the range are messy.'

Hmm.

Well, a man's cooking is like this.

The idea of making it taste good and fine if you can eat it comes first. Nutrition is the next thing I remember.

"At noon, tell Ami"

"Oh, now you're me"

"Ami is better at flavoring and stuff."

"Oh, really?

In light of that one word, Ami is going to look at it upwards.

Without worrying about Ami like that, Mululu is peeking into the soup he's just made from above.

"Just cut the vegetables and the meat and season them. It was easy."

"Oh, isn't that easy?

At the beginning of the dish, I think I'm interested.

No, whatever stuff doesn't start anything without 'interest'.

Easy to make.

It may be simple, but isn't that enough sentiment to interest you?

"Well, if Francesca and the others come back, breakfast... shall we return to the king's capital?"

"Yeah."

"Ha... Your journey is over."

Ami said, sighing.

Is it wild to ask if you like traveling so much......

So, as usual - today I stroke Ami's dark hair to comb, which is rare and still only lightly groomed with my hands.

We can all go on a journey together again.

"Right."

If you're alive.

If you stay by my side.

"Hehe, that sounded like fun"

Elmen Hilde says in a bright voice.

That must be about the dish earlier.

"Oh, the sun will rise, Hermen Hilde"

"Oh."

Far away, the sun peeks into his face from the mountains.

The world, which was instantly dim, brightens and reveals a variety of colors.

The night dawns. Night ends.

The day begins.

"Uhm. Beautiful."

"Oh."

I can see this beautiful view with my people.

...... oh.

"Yes, I saw this."

'Hmm?'

I had a dream.

The night dawns. The day begins.

Dream like that.

I dreamed of seeing the dawn with Elmen Hilde and my people... I did.