The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

I miss the view from the horse and I felt bounced. That's not worth it anymore.

However, traveling on horses also uses different muscles than walking. Well, what are you trying to say, my whole body hurts.

"... tired"

"Or it again."

How many times has Elmen Hilde's groaning voice been heard?

But I'm really tired. A year ago he said he could fight all day and even try harder at night when it was his turn to sleep. Blank of a year, or old?

With that in mind, he releases dead trees to the burning fire in front of him.

"Wouldn't you rather sleep a little?

"Oh. You can take my place later."

Fayrona asks me a little worried, but I didn't have to break it because I had set the order of the fire.

Well, I'm taking turns with Faerona in a few hours, so I'll just work on it until then.

You must be tired of traveling during the day, Miss Francesca and Mululu are already lying down on soft grass and resting. I don't have anything as good as a tent, so I lay a blanket on the grass and have it packed to sleep.

What's happening now is me and Faerona, and Ami's three. The three of us are sitting around the fire, but we don't have much conversation.

In the darkness of the night, only the sound of the fire bursting and the sound of the wind echoes.

"Then I'm sorry, but let me rest first"

"Do that. Wake me up when it's time."

"… well, take your time"

"- Yes."

What do you mean "take your time"? Laughs with his nose, breaks a parched and dead tree.

With a deep gaze on this one, Faerona also lays down wrapped in a blanket. The only two left were me and Ami. Plus, it's just Elmen Hilde.

"Are you okay not sleeping?

"Eh.... Yes"

Right. Release the dead tree you just folded to the fire.

I don't put it in my mouth, I just miss it - and whine in my heart.

Demon Crusade Journey. In the middle of this, Ami and I had a fire. What time was that... I remember being alert in the beginning and not being able to talk properly. I helped him fight a ghost or something, and then I started talking.

I can remember how we started talking, but it's vague when that was. Maybe Ami remembers properly. Thinking about it makes me feel sorry.

"I miss you"

How long would it have been silent? That's what Ami calls me.

"Oh, right. This is how we used to set fire together."

…… Yes. "

When I respond that way, I get a happy reply. Are you happy that I remembered or are you happy that the conversation took place? Probably the former.

The side illuminated by the light of the fire looks much more grown-up than it was then.

"Hey, Ami."

"What is it?

"How's the school of magic? Have fun?"

When I ask such a question, my gaze turns to this one, and the next thing I know, they shake my shoulders and laugh at me. I suppress the laughter, but they were so funny.

I think you heard something weird, and this one leans over my neck.

"Mr. Lotus, you ask things like your father"

"............... do you?

I didn't mean to, but I scratch my head.

Was that funny again, Ami shudders her shoulders.

"I wish I could ask you more colorful questions"

What kind of question is that?

Oh, my God. A colorful question.

Think so...

"Hey, Ami."

"Hehe. Now what?

"Hmm..."

I think about coming up with something to talk about, but I can't think about it. I can think of a few colorful questions, but I asked Ami, "Did you have a boyfriend? I can easily imagine what it would look like to hear.

Yayoichi won't be able to have a boyfriend, and Soichi said she wasn't there when she heard about it last time. He's clumsy, so he's a lousy liar. Probably true.

In a word from Elmen Hilde earlier, I kind of feel that the difficulty of the question has increased all at once

"Already."

After worrying for a while, Ami exhales a little bit of a sigh of pleasure. What a pathetic adult he is to not be able to have a proper conversation.

Yes, dropping his shoulder, Ami releases a dead tree to the fire with a soft smile on her face.

Looking at that smile, I think it's blurry that you're grown up. There used to be childish places, and cute places. Sometimes I was surprised by the grown-up tricks I showed.

But now the smile seemed so feminine that it would take my eyes off me watching it. I move my gaze from Ami to the bonfire because the feeling seems kind of bad. What do you think of a child who is ten years old and away? Exhales.

I feel like I'm more childish than Ami, shameful and pathetic.

"School of Magic. It's fun. I've made friends, and I can read a lot of difficult magic books."

"Friends? Ami would have a lot of boyfriends, wouldn't she?

Don't ask me that. I truly hope that my partner will remember to read the air for the same statement.

How she perceived the intent of the statement, Ami stares at the fire with a smile like a hangover. When you smile like that, it seems that Ami has also grown over the past year. The soldering smile made me feel things I didn't feel a year ago.

Don't dare, slap Elmen Hilde from the top of your pocket with the meaning of reading the air.

"If it's fun, fine. It's important for students to play with each other and friends."

Also off topic. I'm sure Ami would have a lot of boyfriends as Ermenhilde put it. No, aren't they just guys who think more than friends?

Ami is a beauty, though she may be a beauty. I think it's dirty compared to the girls my age. I'm also a man, fellow or younger, but that's the way I look at it. Now is the time to talk as normal, but if it hadn't been summoned to another world like this, we wouldn't even have had contact.

And now I even have a title as a hero. It would also be natural to be eyed by aristocratic men.

"... is that all?

Apparently there was dissatisfaction with my words, Ami pointing her lips,

I feel like my gaze has gotten a little sharper too, but I pretend not to notice and release dead trees to the fire. The sound of patsy and fire blowing up is pleasant.

"Not at all."

"As far as I'm concerned, Ami seems to be a student, and I want her to enjoy her life."

Maybe that's why Utano sends Amida to the School of Magic to live her student life.

Fifteen. Normally, it's when I was playing with friends as a student. If I were eighteen, I would wonder if I was a high school girl by now.

"That's how Lotus always runs away."

"You're an adult."

"It's cheating."

"Adults don't cheat, Ami"

When I say that and flatter my shoulders, I can respond with a sigh. The same goes for Ermenhilde.

But if I'm gonna respond with stupid honest words, I'm gonna have to take a step. You have to ask Ami clearly what she wants from me.

I'm sure Ami doesn't want that yet. Now, even if I'm unhappy with hitting the run like this, I'm not really mad at you. There is a verse that I enjoy playing with this word.

Silence for a while. Also, only the sound of the fire exploding and the wind shaking the grass trees, and the sound of the sleep of us and the sleeping Francesca ladies, reach our ears.

"I miss you"

"I miss you."

Somewhere before, I feel like I told you the same thing while surrounding the fire this way.

I'm cheating, Ami's straight.

What am I looking for?

What does Ami want?

During the journey. Many times, Utano and Fujido got mad at me. Still, we haven't come up with an answer. And even if you give an answer, it doesn't necessarily mean you can respond to it.

"Two people at all...... you really don't make progress"

"You shut up."

I'm gonna throw it away for real, you son of a bitch.

"Elle's changed."

'Hmm?'

"I stink of humans."

"... I'm a weapon."

To Ami's words, I push my voice to death and laugh. When I laughed, I felt the vibe of Ermenhilde. I can't help it, because I see you not as a weapon, but as a partner.

So I'm glad Ami said it that way, and it's fun for you to smell human like that.

"Yes, it is."

"How come neither Range nor Aya treat me so much as a weapon... no, all my summoned companions do"

Yes, it does smell human to start complaining about bumps.

That's funny again, and Ami and I laugh. It's bad because you say weird things. We don't make progress, we don't make progress.

"Why don't you get some sleep?

"When it's Mr. Lotus's turn to sleep, I'll go to bed."

I guess there's no deep meaning to that, but depending on how you perceive it, you'll be mistaken, I guess.

"I'm guessing you're saying the same thing to someone else, right?

"I won't tell you. Only to Mr. Lotus."

I laugh when Ami dulls. I scratch my head without responding in the end, thinking about how I should respond to a laugh that sounds really fun.

Are you serious or are you making fun of me? I think it must be the latter. Because it's better for the heart.

"Right."

"Yes."

So that's all the words that came out. Ami's reply, too, is just one word.

That's fine. I just think so.

The patch and fire explode. We both exhale, watching the fire burn. It hasn't changed after a year. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? If you're going to use Ermenhilde's words, there's no progress.

With that in mind, Ami rises up trying not to make a sound. And as it was, I sat down a little bit on the flat rocky edge I was replacing the chair with.

"That's what you used to do when you were traveling."

"... already"

I just feel closer now than back then.

Can we say that this is progressing? Ask yourself that.

"Hmm."

And is it also a problem that, unlike back then, there are no companions who can keep Ermenhilde?

Back then, when it was time for fire, it was left with Soichi and Utano. Next time I go camping, I think I'll even leave it with Faerona or Miss Francesca. Well, I don't know how long this party will last, and this could be my journey with Ami.

In the end, after this, the two of us didn't have much to talk about and were thorough about the fire. I'm going to assume that some time passed between Faerona and her shift because we were too serious. Maybe it's because the fire that we both do makes me feel more nostalgic than I thought.

The fact that no progress has been made after a year means that it has not changed since a year ago. You said you disappeared on your own, but my standing hasn't changed in Ami. Is that - should I be happy?

Take turns with Faerona and ask herself that as she wraps herself in a blanket. And close your eyes with a bitter smile.

"Good night, Elmen Hilde"

"Oh. Rest well, Range"

Tomorrow, the undead and ghosts will tread through the woods. I can't afford to think about anything extra.

That way, I don't like myself hitting the run hand on myself.

Adults are filthy. I'm just running away.