The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

As I walked down the hallway that night to visit Utano's room, as I was told, I rubbed off with some maids. I don't suppose it's possible if it's real, but a woman dressed like that is good, he said.

Walking around thinking about such a stupid thing, I reach in front of Mr. Utano's room. Even so, Mr. Utano and I are only a few rooms apart. When I was summoned to this world, the elders were just me and Mr. Utano, so the room distracted me from what would be more convenient to be close. I didn't have a bad idea...

Between Mr. Utano's rooms, take two deep breaths. It's not late at night, but it's been a long time since I've been in a situation of visiting a woman's room at night, so I'm a little nervous without meaning. And sometimes I'm scared because I don't know what kind of anger you're going to get.

Calm down, knock on the door twice.

But no reply. I feel like I've eaten a shoulder watermark and knock again. I don't think he's in the room because the light is leaking through the door gap. Wait a while, but I still haven't heard back.

Maybe he's not here. When you whisper your ears, there's some rushing noise in the room. Maybe I'm busy.

"Go ahead."

I was thinking about getting back out tomorrow, and I'll finally get back to you. Through the door, but I can tell that the voice is Mr. Utano.

When I open the door with my neck tilted wondering if I was doing something, I realize that there is another human being apart from Mr. Utano. Lower than the night we met during the day, but still long enough for me to have to look up a bit. A young man with brown hair wrapping his body in tailored clothes. The thread goes this way.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lotus"

"Oh, nine seasons. Long time no see."

"Yeah, I haven't seen this in a year. I was worried when they brought me in with injuries."

When they walk over saying that, they pull a step back because of too much height difference. I think he's over two meters tall. I've never seen anyone that tall in another world. He looks like he has a good personality, but because of his height, sometimes he feels intimidated the other way around.

Nine seasons like that are coming flat on my hands, so I'll slap that flat gently too.

"Hey, I thought you'd stay awake."

"Don't say things that aren't even on your side. But even if it's Kotaro's cheat, I'm prone to die."

"Ha, sure. Luckily Taro was always your cheat and Lotus was dead."

"... it's not funny."

But, well, he lived without dying until today, so is it a joke in a way? Why are the devil's eyes all hazy about seeing his future? Am I alive and dirty or is his cheat a punk? I want it to be the latter.

Forget that.

"From that. You, aren't you taller again?

I feel like I'm looking up more than I was a year ago. My neck gets tired.

"Sounds like it... Mr. O'Brien tells me it's time to stop"

"Say it and stop, you won't have a hard time... but share a little with me, you son of a bitch"

"Isn't Mr. Lotus enough?"

That's right. There are still about one hundred and eighty. If I stretch any further, I'll be in trouble too.

"Have you calmed down?

When you two are laughing, you sound a little tired. When I turned my gaze in alignment, the Lord in this room looked bored and put his arms around me and looked at this one. He wears a thick shawl from the top, not in a robe that gives the dark impression he's always wearing that he's used to seeing, but in clothes like a white negligee in a soft looking fabric that makes him feel relaxed. Glossy flax hair is unraveled, giving it a different luscious vibe than during the day. Illuminated by the dark light of the magic light (lamp), its beauty stands out extra. Even I'm used to seeing a woman named Yuko Utano, so much so that I fall in love for a moment.

But well... arm in arm, I see no change in swelling, which can also be described as a symbol of motherhood. I turned my gaze only for a moment, but pay no attention to my surroundings so they wouldn't notice. It's a man, and I don't think there's anything left to see.

Bookshelves that were clearly increasing in number of books held than before first came to my attention. I had quite a few books before, but still remember it was for two bookshelves. But now one side of the wall...... there are eight bookshelves that were placed to keep the windows from blocking. In all of them, books are placed.

I'm guessing that the desk for work was also cleaned up nicely, and I was in a rush in the room earlier because I was cleaning. It's probably too late because there are nine seasons. This guy's not very good at cleaning. Back in the day, books could have been cluttered up to the floor instead of on the desk.

Then turn your gaze to Utano, the lord of this room.

"Welcome. You're late."

"I have a little bad dreams. I overslept."

I enter the room scratching my cheeks. They were waiting outside the room, I guess I shouldn't say. With that in mind, the fragrance of flurries and pale flowers stuck to my nose. There is something like perfume in this world as a taste for nobility, but I am surprised because Mr. Utano didn't think he was interested in doing so much. It would be hilarious if the Nine Seasons were using perfume here, but it seems so different.

"What's wrong?

"No, nothing"

Somehow this guy, too, said he's become feminine in the past year. No, I've been conscious as an adult woman for a long time. I just know that even though it's clear in public, my personal life is not sloppy. | I also use things like this (perfume). I become aware of Utano, who looks at me in wonder when I stop, with such triviality.

Perhaps it's why I remember the daytime, or that I've been living a less feminine life the past year, that I'm aware of.

If that's what I was thinking, my belly worm accidentally came complaining of hunger. I can't believe I remember hunger with the scent of flowers... more dough than flowers. Eating more than colour. I think that's a nice word.

"Oh, maybe you haven't eaten?

"... because I was asleep. You're okay because you're not hungry."

"No, Mr. Lotus. I'm sick, so I need to get proper nutrition."

"That hurts my ear."

Sit back on the sofa placed in the center of the room as recommended. The premium sofa is slightly hard to sit on as your hips sink when you sit down. Because I've been sitting in a stiff wooden chair for a long time now, and when I laugh inside, Nine Seasons sits on the couch across the table. The belly bug rang, I don't care. If you care, you're just extra embarrassed.

I made sure I was sitting on the couch, and Utano rang the bell provided for my room in Chile. Then the door is knocked as fast as if it had been withheld. What showed up was a young woman dressed in maid clothes. Maybe a few years younger than me or Mr. Utano.

What a blurry look at the hindsight of the woman asking for a drink and something light to eat. Are you used to asking me, or is that figure in the hall? After all, Mr. Utano looks good. It's going to piss me off if it's not a compliment to a woman.

When Utano turned around, who finished asking the maid, his gaze matched.

"What?"

"No, no. That's a good couch," he said.

"Not many people come, but this is a royal castle for once. If you don't have enough, you'll be bored."

Maybe he's scared, I think. He's a good guy on the inside, but he's got a point. Yeah. I know the neighborhood when you get used to it like we do, but you won't be good at it.

Conversely, the ninth season has a face easily liked by people. A little negative for being too tall, but I recall that even villages that stopped by for a long time were often relied upon because of their threaded and mild look.

"Master Sage seems like a tough guy."

"You'll see, hero."

I flatter myself with those words that I feel certain of somewhere. It's a struggle I don't want to understand. Turning his gaze forward, Nine Seasons was also nodding to Utano's words. He also lives in the royal castle, so maybe that's the kind of struggle he has.

"I'm not a hero."

"I guess. I'm not a sage, either."

"No, no, no."

Utano sits next to him, opening for a little while as he hears the bitter laughter of the Nine Seasons. And a shard of the heart of the demon god was placed on the table, making a dry sound and reminiscent of the black jewel's original stone.

"Is that the heart of the demon god"

"Shards, though. What, is the ninth season the first time you've seen it?

"Yes, the King and Lord O'Brien are the only ones watching this, and your people named Mululu."

I don't know, that choice. If Ami is watching, she can watch the ninth season. You realize that's my question, and Nine Seasons raises his hand with a bitter smile. Nothing, I don't need to raise my hand to talk.

"I was on an expedition earlier. I just got back."

"Oh, I see"

So during the day, there were few people in the castle? Still, I think there were too few people.

"Are you busy?

"Yeah, very. Recently, demonic behavior has been active."

"The Knights are understaffed. From the First to the Fourth Knights, that sounds like a big deal. Especially since Yuta is excellent as a 'shield'."

"You're counting on me."

"I'm glad to hear that, but I think it's time for the day off."

I have no choice but to laugh bitterly at that earnest wish. Nine season cheats are 'shields to protect'. No one is replacing him.

Anyway, if there are nine seasons, it's safe for Dragon enemies to show up. What Yuta Jiuji wished for the Goddess was "A Shield to Protect Everyone". It's a bond that protects a belt that revolves around itself only by name of a shield. Moreover, it is also versatile so that you can choose the person you wish to protect. Dragon braces, high-ranking demonic sorcery, and grand sorcery that doesn't sort out enemy allies that might also seem like Ami or Kotaro's natural mutations. He protected us from such threats many times.

It's such a nine season, I guess I'm always on the front lines on my demon crusade assignment.

"You belonged to the Third Knights?

"I'm an immature man, but I've been entrusted with the deputy commander."

"That's a great birth."

When I say that, I scratch my cheeks in the light. It makes me happy with that same reaction.

"Looks like you and the princess are dating occasionally, and you're busy, but you look happy?

"Hey."

"... ho. We've been close for a long time, you guys."

"Until Mr. Lotus"

Watch and be jealous so that a big man over two meters tall can dye and illuminate his cheeks. Damn. As long as the princess envies her lover or something.

But finally. As soon as this world summoned me, we were getting along. Soon. Really, if I'd just looked away a little, I'd have gotten along with the princess of this country. Doesn't look good on my face and my hands are fast. That's the guy named Nine Seasons. It's my subjectivity. That being said, he or she denies it with all his or her might.

"When are you getting married?

"I can't do it yet!?

"Huh. Not yet."

Well, even if we like each other, we have a mutual position or something. A princess and a hero of salvation. Later, the position in this castle - is there no problem if we even ascend to the Knights' captain?

"Oh, already. There's something wrong with you, Yoko!

Take a shard of the heart of the demon god that was placed on the table, teasing the nine seasons of blushing and panicking. Grip as hard as you can, but you can't crush it. After all, can't we have Elmen Hilde without us?

"Should I break it?

"It doesn't seem so simple. The Spirit God is involved."

"Or so it is."

"... can you stop suddenly reverting to the story?

Hearing the tired voices of the Nine Seasons, bring the heart of the demon god back to the table.

Heart of the demon god. I know because it's me who smashed it. The Spirit God can destroy this shard of heart. I'm sure you can break it prettier than I can. But the fact that I gave it to Mr. Utano without breaking it would mean something. Mostly, I broke this heart on Arbenelm, and it was a year ago. Why now, and where did you get it?

"As far as I'm concerned, I just want to destroy something like that."

"No, you can't. Because it might be something that the world needs."

To that word, turn your gaze again to the shard of the demon god's heart on your desk.

"The heart of the demon god who tried to destroy the world?

"Recently, demons and demonic movements have been active. You do realize that, don't you?

Hmm, and add your fingers to your jaw.

There are a few I can think of. A few months ago, an orga suddenly sprung up in a rural village. Long time no see, demon god's family. A large group of goblins. Demons who were manipulating it.

The Nine Seasons Knights also seem to be swung by demonic actions, and this is how the lazy Spirit God takes some action. Maybe something's going on where we don't know.

Speaking of which, why did you say that the demons who attacked the magic city would bring the demons back to life?

"Yeah, I hear it on the early horse. I think that's one of the reasons."

"Why?"

"It was the Goddess, the Spirit God, and the Demon God who created the world. These three pillars, right?

That's what I said, Mr. Utano, who holds three fingers. And bend one. We killed the demon god. Then it would be goddesses and spiritual gods who support the world now.

"But goddesses and spiritual gods alone cannot support the world. Because this world is made up of three pillars of God."

"Oh. I know that far"

I've thought about it several times on my journey, too. If God created this world in three pillars, does it not have the effect of defeating that pillar? Do you think that influence is the unusual behavior of demons, Utano said?

That demon tribe said, to revive the demon god. For that matter, I don't know why you are using the family of the Demon God. The family of the demon god comes from the power of the demon god. It is also a demon that produces demons, but family members are born with a stronger inheritance of power, so they can be said to be superior to demons and demons. But normally the opposite is true. Families of the demon gods use demons and demons. That's supposed to be the right shape.

"I'm still on my way to find out. Maybe the demon god was crusaded and the balance between the three pillars of God was broken."

"Talking about the Goddess creating man, the Spirit God creating beasts and subhumans, and the Demon God creating demons and demons?

"Yes, my prediction is that there may be some influence on the Arbenelm continent"

Oh, I see. When it comes to being under the influence of the demon god, will it be the other continent? Well, isn't that just about demons and demons? I hadn't really thought about that area. Are you sending personnel to the other continent to investigate? That's tough, really. Because on the other continent, there are big demons like rare warcraft and giants on this continent.

Besides, if that's true, I can't do anything else with HR. Anyway, the cause of the devil's abnormal behavior... because I'm the one who killed the devil.

That bump is turning around in a weird place, and I'm sighing. More importantly - if the demon god is needed in the world, he must be resurrected. Um, give me a fucking monster.

"Around there, I think maybe we'll hear from Astra. Haven't you heard anything?

"Why are you asking me? I haven't heard from you in a year."

"... because Yamada is most likely at your place. She just asked you to do your job."

"Don't remind me. It makes me sad."

"Isn't that nice? Master Astraela likes me. I think it's an honor."

"Uuch. It's not that good, that guy."

Not annoying, but troublesome or troublesome? Anyway, we're in trouble. What's that goddess's request? Such would normally be the role of Soichi, a brave man. I don't think it's a fantasy or a reality. How about a sidekick who gets into more trouble than the main character?

When I distorted my mouth in a sense of self-derision, the door to the room was knocked. When Utano replies, an earlier maid enters the room with alcohol and lightly pickable items on a larger tray. Though the carpet is laid, walking without making a sound can be considered exactly a made-up appraisal.

"Well, shall we talk about it another time?"

The maid arranges the dishes on the table. And the drink placed is alcohol. Packed in a bottle, it's liquor you can tell it's fancy to see.

... Well, when it comes to being like us, it's like us.

Lower the maid who brought me the food and alcohol, and Utano will give you an audience. I pour liquor on her and her nine-season glass in return, too. An amber liquid pours about two-thirds of the glass, mixing it with the hints of pale flowers and the twinge of liquor that I had felt until earlier. So he returned it to me. No, is it weird to say that you returned it to me? However, when it comes to drinking from now on, a completely difficult story is the end of the story.

"Mr. Utano, where's Elmen Hilde?

"Huh?"

No, even if you look strange there, this one's in trouble.

"Haven't you seen him yet?

"Well. I didn't know where Knightshirt and Anastasia were. And then Fafnir."

On the contrary, Fafnir got stuck inside and made me heck.

"It's the last place you want to go right now."

"... oh"

In one word, I knew where he was. I get it, I try to hold my head and exhale in a painful way.

Utano tilted the glass with a pleasant look at what he thought of my reaction like that.

"Speaking of which, if you think it's quiet, Mr. El isn't here."

"I'll tell Elmen Hilde later that the ninth season is annoying."

"How does that happen!?

Somehow. Utano-san looks up at me as funny as eight.

"I'm glad you're okay."

"Hmm?"

"I was a little worried, even this. I thought you were gonna die."

Yes, Utano says as he loosens his eyes. On this occasion, the expression would be irregular. You don't usually laugh at me, but I get a dodgy look when I'm all in this kind of body. Something about daytime mouthing still makes me strangely conscious.

In general, it is also a matter of being called to a woman's room at night. Yeah.... well, I'm following the wheel to that call, too. I tilted the glass thinking about Elmen Hilde and this current situation. It smells like whiskey, but it doesn't seem that high degrees.

"That's right. I won't wake up much longer. Yuko and Ami were worried."

"I didn't even think I'd meet such a monster on this continent."

If I had known there was such a thing, I would have gone to the king's capital avoiding the forest of rotting spirits, even if it took some time. That fucking bone. Honestly, I would have died if Mululu hadn't been here. It was so strong.

"But there's no such thing as a demon hunting Lotus down that far..."

"You're not. If you can't lift the constraint, Yamada will only be a swordsman in line."

"... right, but not terrible?

"It would be a legitimate assessment. You have a habit of dealing with more enemies than you can, so fix it."

I don't have that habit. That's what I'd like to say back, but I'll be patient.

In fact, as Utano said, I have fought many times against the mighty enemies that are beyond me. Supported, helped and protected by my people. Same thing this time.

I am reminded to make it. I can't fight without being with my people. And he said he couldn't survive.

"I don't want to fight. If you get hurt, it hurts, and I'm afraid to die."

Out of sight of Utano's expression like that, he carries the prepared knob into his mouth. Would it be smoked oak meat or would it go with medium liquor? I'll carry the liquor into my mouth again, moisten my throat and improve my mouth slip. Because of this, it's been a long time since Utano and the three of us had a drink. I can't do it without being drunk. Do you two think the same thing? I think you drink fast.

The cheeks of the woman sitting next to her are slightly stained by the Zhu and the reddish eyes behind the glasses are moisturized. Would he have been a drunk so quickly? Or maybe I'm busy with my daily work and stressed out. I thought it would be wild to point out the pace, so I decided to drink at my own pace. It would also be a lot of problems to get drunk in a woman's room at night.

Those in the ninth season are not in the expression at all. He is so resistant to alcohol. I don't know if it's because my body is big or if it's in that shape. We were traveling together, and I've never seen Nine Seasons get drunk.

"Not at all. I wish I could do something about the demon."

"Defeating the demon god doesn't change the world. It's a tough world, this place."

Another sip of booze and the ninth season pours it on me. Poured back into a nine-season glass in return, he thanked me small.

"But that's why I want to help with this."

"Ooh, come on, come on. At that rate, I'll shoot the princess in the heart."

"I don't mind that anymore..."

I have a good physique, but I'm really not immune to this kind of topic. Well, maybe that's where Uke is good as a gap. I think the princess has eyes for people. I don't like the ninth season.

"Tell me more about Mr. Lotus than about me."

Me?

"What have you been doing this past year?

"I was relaxing in the country with Ermenhilde"

"You're still close,"

"... that's not even good."

Oh, my left leg hurts. Turning his gaze to Utano sitting next to him, he was reddening his cheeks and drinking with his little one more than earlier. She looks adorable holding a glass with both hands. But my right leg, which was put on my left leg, has grime and strength. Since the ninth season, I guess I haven't seen it in the shadow of the table. The look on the thread man's face in front of him remains smiling. Oh, it hurts.

"There are a lot of things I want to do. If I were to die, I'd live fifty years from now, and then I'd die on my bed."

"Right. By then, the threat of demons will be a little less."

Drinking while talking like that finally frees Utano from his feet.

"Stay in the king's capital for a while. I have a lot to ask of you."

"Yes."

Reply to Utano's words with just one word and hide your mouth with a glass. Are you scared or cute, how nervous are you to put that word into words? Desperately hide your mouth that makes you laugh bitterly at the slightest tremor you feel from the woman next door.

"Then. Isn't Lianshi going on a journey anymore?

"Well, please. There are things I want to do, so I'll just say I'm in Wang Du for a while."

Answering the words of the ninth season, Utano looks up at this one. The Zhu on that cheek, maybe it's not just alcohol.

"What do you want to do?

"That's what I want to do. I want to show Elmen Hilde the world, and I want to hide in the country and relax. Lots more."

"Nice dream. When you're hiding in the country, can you ask me out, too?

"If Utano-san hadn't been here at that time,

"Um... will you two not flirt?

"You didn't do anything else."

"Rather, that's my line, Yuta. Always, stick with the princess in the middle of the training ground. You can see it through the window in my room, the training ground."

"... Yikes"

The three of us laugh and tilt the glass. As Nine Seasons says, I feel like my distance from Utano, who is just sitting next to me, has shrunk. I know how this guy feels. And Utano knows how she feels. This man has stepped into me many times, but I'm the one who's pulling himself out of it. I've layered my body, and I've asked for warmth. Is it also logical that the elders summoned from the same different worlds, what they seek from each other, were similar? Ami and I have a different sense of distance, but they are comfortable.

I guess I'll have to step into this relationship sometime too, but now I still want to be sweet about this woman's kindness. Is that what makes me think I'm a jerk? I remembered Anastasia's words for a moment and was brought back to consciousness in reality by Utano's gaze. Because I am drunk, my cold gaze usually moisturizes me with alcohol, too.

"Speaking of which,"

After a moment of silence, Mr. Utano rises as if he remembers. As he approached his desk for work, he returned to his hand with what he had left hidden in its shadow. Her face is red, but her feet are tight.

And what was in that hand looked familiar. It's the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword I used to sell to a country arms dealer. I wonder why such a thing is here, tilting my neck.

"This is not for sale. Don't let go, Yamada."

"What is it, the sword?"

"Well, kind of."

"I sold it at a cheap price in a rural village where I was having trouble with my money. The pedestrian bought it at a high price, and I turned around to collect it."

I don't say anything and drink with my little one. Actually, I just let it go because I'm having trouble with the money. You shouldn't mention it there. Mostly for my life. If I told you I let you go for that reason, you're going to be buried by Utano.

"Don't run away until I get my money back, okay?

"Aye."

Then again, I receive the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword from Utano, who has sat next to me. The purple crystal (amethyst) embedded in the patterned buttocks proves that this sword is mine. I can't use it because I don't have magic, but if I can use magic, the Royal Seal will emerge to prove its identity.

"Did you sell the sword the king gave you?

"Yeah, it's also very cheap for free."

My ear hurts. Oh, booze's moving on. Drink with the thought of narrowing your shoulders while listening to Utano's conversation about the ninth season.

"Ten silver coins. Give it back, will you?

………… Huh? "

What's the price? I'm scared. Even the nine seasons in front of me have stopped holding a glass. When I turned my gaze next door, my eyes wet with alcohol were pointed straight at me.

"Ten?

"Silver coins."

A hundred pieces of gold and one piece of silver coin... you mean a thousand pieces of gold? If it is a copper coin, will it be 100,000 pieces? By the way, I have a dozen copper coins in my hand right now.

Drop your gaze on the Mithrill sword back on hand. If you bought it for ten pieces of silver coins, can you sell it for ten pieces of silver coins? Think with a cold head of drunkenness at once, but then Mr. Utano buys it out again and ends up in a debt of ten silver coins again?

To the sudden bullshit amount, my head doesn't work at all.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Hey. Don't put your hands together, you bastard"

Utano laughs at the couscous when he sees us like that. You had a good foothold, but you're totally drunk, this guy. I don't care about the big bucks for ten silver coins, to the usual giggles of their girlfriends. No, actually, it's not good.

Anyway, there's nothing I can do about it right now, so I'm going to put it on hold. Later, Elmen Hilde is going to piss me off. When I try to pour the liquor into the glass, I notice that the contents of the bottle are empty.

"It's time to open up"

"Oh, it's gone?

"Besides, I'm a little depressed."

"Wouldn't that be nice? I think it's a good idea to calm down for a while."

"Ten silver coins is going to calm your back for the rest of your life."

As much as I can tell myself, I think my mouth is cramped.

"Oh. Am I okay with that?

"Yes, sir. Sleep tight, drunk."

He's dissatisfied with my response to it, and he pokes his cheek cane at the table looking sideways at the rare (rare) Utano of inflating his cheeks in dissatisfaction. How the hell are you serious? Think of it that way and stand up shaking your head to the side.

Let's get this over with.

"Right."

But the sleeves of the clothes I tried to stretch to clean up are gripped. When I turned my gaze, my thin fingers were cute and holding my clothes properly. Turn your gaze to the owner of that finger.

Nine seasons I was just finishing cleaning up, pretending not to notice. It's already in front of the door.

I'll see you tomorrow.

With that said, Nine Seasons leaves the room without hesitation or anything.

Thin lover.

You didn't scream that way. I want you to praise me.

The sun sets and walks down the darkened corridor. The cold air touches my skin and gives me goosebumps, but the core of my body is warm thanks to the alcohol I drank until earlier. It's a stone corridor, but with a fine carpet drawn, the footsteps are small, and I can tell you that I will do very little. I guess it's my turn to sleep, I can rub my head down with some of the soldiers in the guard.

Shelves decorated with expensive ornaments. Beautiful flowers. Silver knight armor. Small magic light. They float in the darkness of the night, adorned by the hallway.

That was a little scary, and I was fast paced not knowing it was cold air apart from cold air. It was quiet. The footsteps only make the May fly a little.

The destination is the chapel that lies ahead. Utano said. Elmen Hilde is the last place I want to go. Then it would be the chapel. The silver statue was adorned and the place where we were summoned to this world. From the goddess Astraela, where she was given Elmen Hilde.

I've never been to another world before, surrounded by kings, and all I showed up to were kids around twenty. Still, the people of this country have been nice to me. He didn't have any fighting power or wisdom to support us. He didn't just rely on me, he fought with me.

They were good people. Everyone. So I thought I'd do my best for this world. I wanted to fight for the people of this country. I was scared to hurt him, I was scared to be hurt, and the reality was that he would kill me. Still took the weapon in my hand. I tried to do what I could. If that's payback for the people who supported me.

How long would you have walked alone down the hallway on a dark night? In front of me, there was a door big enough to look up. The sight remains in memory, and this place hasn't changed since then. I use my whole body to push open that door, not knowing if I'm happy or sad.

It was heavier than I thought then and my breath was up just opening the door. But now, it's easy to open. Am I growing a little too? That made me feel a little ridiculous

"That's how it was then."

That's right. Only my voice echoes in the chapel where no one is.

Beautiful stained glass by fantasy, cold air - the silver statue of the goddess at its very depths.

"Ermenhilde"

"Slow"

To that slightly angry voice, I remembered an emotion that resembled wonder and relief. The partner I was looking for was being put on top of the flat hand of the statue of the goddess.

"I'm sorry. It's late."

'Totally. I've been waiting a long time.'

Take Elmen Hilde and lower your back to the wooden chair provided in the chapel. Pin, and when I played with my thumb, I felt like that sound echoed across the chapel. Silence is broken. But I don't care about that.

Grasp the Elmen Hilde around with the circle and open your hand. The eyes that came out are tabular.

"Mm-hmm. Good eye."

'...... ha'

Inhale deeply and exhale slowly. Cold air makes you feel good about your body warmed by alcohol.

Are you okay with the injury?

"Oh. Did I make you worry?

"Naturally."

"Right."

Hold Hermen Hilde in your hand and stand up, who says so.

"Remember? This is the first time we've met."

'Did you? I'm sorry. As I said before, I can't really remember the effects of fighting demons. "

"No, that's fine. It's trivial."

Reply to the words, nothing wind. Whether you don't remember it or forget it. Still, I...

Walk out. Try to get out of the chapel and turn your gaze to the statue of the goddess again.

"I'm home."

I don't know if that's the right answer, but I'll tell the goddess yes.

[Welcome back]

That would be an illusion. I just felt like that voice pushed me on the back.

"What's up, Range?

No, I have to tell you something.

"What?

"Debted."

…………

"To Utano, about ten silver coins"

………… What? '

Wrong way to be brave, but still I...