The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Lady Francesca and I gazed at each other as we packed the horse's saddle (kura). I'm a little embarrassed. I'm going to focus on packing so I can hide that embarrassment.

In the early morning of the season, when it was around autumn, it was a little chilly, and it was still dim and I felt like I was going to lose my mind (meow).

"Mr. Lotus, is there anything else you can pack?

As I prepare outside the gates of the magic city, the girl working behind me speaks up.

"No, I'm fine. Better get ready than that, because I'm gonna do it with Faerona. Can we get some more rest?

"No... I'm fine. I'm still used to traveling."

"I know that."

Responding to that voice, I ask myself several times how this happened. I know the answer.

Behind me I put my stuff on the saddle, I crouch in and turn my lateral eye to the girl packing my stuff in the bag. Furong Ami. One of thirteen heroes. Young genius called by the two names of "The Great Demon Instructor".

... Why did you eat into a request that couldn't give such a reward properly either? I know the answer somewhat, but I can't be sure. So I hesitate to ask. That's because I'm sure Ami herself would be in trouble if she asked that question. What does a girl named Furong Ami want from a man named Lotus Yamada? Neither I nor Ami have given that answer yet.

It would be a weird story to travel with you in that state. For once, I tried to persuade him to do this. I can't offer you a reward, there will be classes, and in a week's time, I have a request to send the demons who showed up near the magic city to King's Capital. Not really, but we shouldn't have time for this.

"Are you sure you want to come with me?

"Yes."

It was a quick answer. I sighed about it and decided to give up because once I said it, it was useless. I've convinced him many times already. You won't listen to me if I tell you I can't do it now, and if I tell you any more, I'm in a bad mood. If that happens, you could be dropped in a pit all over the city at worst.... I believe I won't be doing that, but I can't be sure because I have a priori with a dropped man.

I felt like Elmen Hilde was laughing in his pocket, but it would be my fault.

"'Cause only Soichi and Yayoi made a request together... it's not fair"

"I don't care if they say it's unfair"

I was there, so I just asked her out. It didn't mean anything special there, and Ami would have invited me if it was convenient. Well, it's true that I didn't invite you. She looks cute pointing her lips at me and saying it, but I regret a little that I should have invited her then if this were going to happen.

When I asked her out, I asked her out. Maybe she came here with another excuse. In fact, I have the feeling that it would help if you came. Whatever the circumstances of me and Ami, the strength of a magician named Furong Ami is real. More than me, more than Miss Francesca, who is only a student of the School of Magic. I can tell you are of different stature.

'At times like this, I think we should be honest.'

"That's the hard part about adults."

"What is it, it"

That's what I said, Ami, who shudders her shoulders small and laughs.

If you look like that, you'll have to exhale and drop your shoulders.

"I don't want you to do anything dangerous, and if you're a student, I want you to study hard."

"He said it's okay. This is still smart, me. Yikes."

He smiles without any feelings as he carries his packed backpack. Trust - I guess they are. That gaze was directed many times during the journey. So I won't deny it now. However, I ask myself in my heart if I have the strength I deserve to be able to put that smile on my face.

To that smile, I intend to try to live up to my trust. However, if he asks me if I have the strength to accompany it, I tilt my neck. Not so long ago, Ami and I have a difference in strength.

"The study is fine. And then... if I'm in danger, please help me again?

Ami smiles at me like that. That must be the word because this girl still remembers the promise she made one day.

Scratch your hair abusively and distract your gaze. I'm embarrassed. I'd rather you help me, it's this way I want you to protect me.... What's so hard about me being a man and growing up? I can't tell you to protect me from the younger girls.

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"... erm, reply..."

Well, I wonder how to answer that. With that in mind, I turn my gaze to Miss Francesca, who sees this one as a flicker at a distance. Faerona and Mululu didn't seem to care much and were focused on packing. Thankfully.

The gaze of that Francesca lady must wonder why Ami is getting such a request not to get paid properly either. Well, there's only one reason Ami and I know each other. The requisition I sent to the guild said the meeting point was the East Gate of the magic city, but when I gathered at the East Gate, I was surprised. Ami stood and waited. What the hell is going on? Soichi made a good decision, but I thought he was on Ami's side one way or the other... although there may be places where he couldn't resist Ami. Be a little stronger, Soichi.

It does help if you say it does help, but I was wondering how to explain it to everyone. That's right. What's wrong with a rescue hero coming to such a request? If I were to hire Ami on request, how much would I have to accumulate?

I wasn't expecting it. Worst case scenario, me, Faerona and Mululu were gonna leave together. Miss Francesca just took it for me. She's not sure, either. It's what gave me such a dangerous request. He wanted to have an adventure. The contents were painful though.

Almost there, Miss Francesca seems to be graduating, and she, a nobleman, has less freedom after graduation. That's right. Nobility has the duty of nobility. You can't afford to be adventurous when you're not a student anymore. No, I don't know if I can afford an adventure even among students. I'm sure he's rubbing it around with his parents. I remember a few nobles I knew, but I was blurry that there wasn't much freedom. Thinking about it, I guess Miss Francesca is given quite a bit of freedom. Some may wonder if the nobility is good with that, but that is Miss Francesca's problem there. There's nothing I can do.

This journey is dangerous and life-threatening. If you understand that and still want to come with me, I can't say anything more. And then, if you leave us out of this when something happens, that's fine. For when something happens, it's better to have more power.

"This one's ready. What about you?"

"Oh, this one's fine, too"

Speaking to Fayrona, they almost walked over here, too, as if they were ready. I feel Ami's gaze has gotten a little tight, but I don't care. Unfortunately, I've decided not to say any more fucking embarrassing lines. Generally speaking, defending dialogue is a word to be said by a brave man (protagonist). It's too heavy for me.

There are three horses I bought. Faerona is supposed to ride alone, Miss Francesca and Mululu, me and Ami are supposed to ride alone. As far as I'm concerned, I don't have to think Miss Francesca was a good girl behind me. If I were to make such a downright round-up suggestion, I'd be burned to the ground.

With that in mind, I turn my gaze to Mululu. Is it because this girl is weak in the morning that she has sleepy eyes somewhere? I'm going to soothe that look when I say it's going to be a hard trip.

"Wake up, Mululu. We're leaving."

"Uh-oh. It's okay."

I don't seem to be all right at all. Miss Francesca shakes her shoulders as she wakes up, but her head just shakes with Gwang Wang. To go with that, the white ponytail rocks and is a bit funny.

Turning his gaze to Fayrona, he was clapping his shoulders like he was in trouble. As far as I'm concerned, I can soothe it.

"Leave my sleeping daughter alone, and thank you for coming. Lord Aya."

"No, it's nice to meet you"

That's what I said, Ami and Faerona, who are politely introducing themselves. But it would be the character of the two of us who don't feel tough.

With that in mind, the feeling of being pulled on the hem (soot) of the coat (cape). When I turned my gaze towards you, Mululu, who was about to sleep earlier, was pulling my cloak with his little hand.

"What's up?

"Who?"

I've asked that as I turned my gaze to Ami.... you don't know.

Anyway, when I was slightly surprised that I didn't know Ami, Miss Francesca was hastily explaining Ami from behind. No, it's nothing, I wouldn't be mad enough not to know. Wouldn't it be that narrow-minded, or would you rather not know, as Ami?

Being seen as a hero is quite tiring. Mentally. Perhaps Ami thought so too, pointing her troubled gaze at Miss Francesca and Mulu.

"... the hero chosen by the goddess"

Ami in Muluru seems to have taken the stand to say so about how he explained it.

"Nice to meet you. Eh..."

"Mululu."

"Yeah. Nice to meet you, Mululu"

"Say hello."

With a bitter smile about it, Ami greets Mulu in line with his gaze. Mululu doesn't seem to be so vigilant about Ami either, returning his greetings.

"Now, are you done saying hello?

"Right. Then let's just say we leave soon."

"Yeah."

Mululu agrees with Fayrona's words and splits into a pair of me and Ami, Fayrona, Miss Francesca and Mulu.

The truth is, Ami and Miss Francesca, we were going to split up into a pair of me and Mululu, but Ami was waiting there. The reason is... it would be the grown man who wouldn't pry too hard on you. Yeah. I'm just saying that no matter how much I am, I don't react to kids like Mululu, and I don't have any special emotions.

The horses in this world are not the racehorses that we often see in our world, but military horses with a more disappointing physique. If you weigh enough to add luggage to the weight of two humans, you have the strength to run on it at your leisure. My legs are a little slow for that, but still faster than humans run. Lower your hips in front of the saddle for two and reach out to Ami.

Ami, who holds my hand and sits cleverly in the saddle there at the fulcrum, was as beautiful as ever to fall in love with. Excellent appearance has an eye-catching appeal to even one trick.

When I turned my gaze toward the Francesca ladies, they were already finished riding the horse. Miss Francesca had her usual travel outfit - a leather breastplate, and Mululu also hid her whole body in a white coat (cloak). But now, there's a healthy thigh peeking through the hem of the cloak because it's on the saddle.

Looking at me like that, Ami slapped me on the back. It hurts plain.

"Regards"

"Mmm, nice to meet you."

Respond with few words and decide to run the horse. It's muddy to make a weird excuse here. I know that as a life experience. It's a good man's condition not to make the same mistake again and again. Probably.

The gatekeeper's guard was upset when he saw me and Ami, but he decided not to care. When I'm done with this request, I'm thinking about hiding somewhere again. I don't really like to stand out.

"What are you doing?"

I didn't mean to be weird.

Saying so, sigh from your pockets and back. You don't have that much credit, do you?

"Soichi also takes a good look at Senior Francesca's breasts and stuff... are all the boys?

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The answer is hard. Plus, it sounded like the person who came up on the subject, and I felt like I had no heart or a horse's distance away. Maybe it's my fault.

But it is a question that cannot be answered. At least, it's not a question that twenty-eight old men can answer eighteen girls. I apologize to Soichi, who's not here, for some reason.

Even though she was absent in person, I felt that Miss Francesca's fondness had dropped.

Ami hugs me hard to avoid being dropped, shaken by a running horse. Instead of the Albana School of Magic uniform I saw the other day, the magic garment (robe) with silver embroidery on a vermilion cloth is soft in fabric and directly conveys the softness of Ami's limbs. You've grown tall, but you haven't grown much, and I can't tell you if your mouth is torn. Well, it's over cloak and tunic, so the feeling of reaching me is insignificant.

That Ami outfit. A robe with a special bug (Crowler) spinning saint silver thread, which is discolored into a pearlescent color by granting protection to the Fire Spirit (Salamander), and embroidered with Spirit Silver (Mithril). The cloak is also made of water dragon skin, wrapped around a jacket (cloak) that hides the body from it. Spirit silver (misrill) dagger with emerald stone (emerald) embedded in the patterned buttocks at its hips and a magic scepter (rod) with clear crystal-like gemstones at its tips.

It is the equipment when you fought the demon gods. None of them are as expensive as they can be priced. He doesn't have to wonder if he's going to war alone. Well, if you're traveling, Ami's gear is more right. You don't know what's going to happen, so get the best gear and ready. I'm reluctant to equip myself because I don't have any money.

"But this is how you run a horse, don't remember when you were traveling"

"... ha"

I get sighed at for going out of the way, but there's no further pursuit.

Good, drop your shoulders.

"Right. Ever since your knitwear signed with the dragon, the way to get around has always been the dragon"

Scarlet Yong (Hiyu) Knitting (Yui). One of the heroes who is called a Demon. I wonder how our youngest girlfriend is doing by now.

Every demon she signed is famous. A fairy familiar with spiritual magic. A ghost knight with immortality and exceptional sword moves. And an old dragon named King. It is probably not in this continent of Imnesia, but also in the continent of Elflame, that even though it is such a conspicuous face, it does not contain any information. In fact, maybe the other continent is more comfortable than this one.

"I don't know what my coat is doing right now."

"What do you think? Yoko might know that."

Utano? That guy, too, wonders what he's doing now. Though the thought is momentary.

It's about that guy, so I'm sure he's trying his best to carry the trouble in. On a critical line that flakes. That's who I am. Sometimes I get a little scared.

"Range, we're heading straight to the Rotten Spirit Forest."

"Oh! Let's go all the way to the forest entrance at once and rest for the night"

Let the horses go hand in hand and mouth where Faerona is going.

Rotten Spirit Forest. As its name suggests, the living don't really lean in the woods overflowing with dead and spirits. The streets to Wang Capital are built to bypass this forest, but if we can break through this forest, we can cut it down considerably.

Last night Faerona and I were discussing which route we would take to the King's Capital and decided to break through this forest.

The dead (zombies) are tough but slow to move, and the spirits (ghosts) are not harmful if they are strong. If you're going to crusade, you're the one who needs silver gear, but if you just want to move on, you can ignore it.

At first, Faerona and Mululu planned to move on, but if Ami and Miss Francesca were here, we could also defeat them by magic. Zombies can be defeated in physics, but Ghost is a mental body. I'm going to need silver gear that can interfere with witchcraft or mental bodies. Initially, we planned to ignore it and break through the forest, but the problem was resolved, so now we can safely proceed through the forest of rotting spirits.

The problem after that is not to get lost, but that would be fine if there was an elf Fayrona.

"A journey with Aya? I miss you. '

"Yeah, right. Nice to meet you, El."

"Oh. Regards Range, Aya"

"... am I the one to be greeted"

Exhale. Actually, you're right, so there's no excuse.

Ami and. For the first time in a year, a journey with fellow countrymen.

I'm still in the mood as I run down the streets wrapped in the morning (Azaya). Does Ami feel the same way? Thinking about it made me happy.