The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

He exhales one breath as he wears his painful armor again.

The room reserved for getting dressed is the same as yesterday, but when I'm alone, it gets really quiet. Sometimes I was in the game until earlier, and I became strongly aware of its quietness.

Well, Fujido and Nine Seasons are busy, and I don't need any help wearing armor, so I have no reason to call people. After all that noise, I don't know what it means to change to armor alone.

"I miss you..."

One is easy, and I have the feeling that it's because I can be selfish, but I still miss what I miss.

Is it more my fault that I just feel out of company than that?

Finished dressing in Spirit Silver (Mithril) armor, same Spirit Silver (Mithril) long sword on the waist. The rest would be perfect if Ermenhilde were here, but that Ermenhilde is still with Miss Francesca.

Thousands of spectators will be in this arena (Coliseum) after the game. Looking for the four Faeronas from among them, it breaks my bones a little.

If you're lucky, it's good when you meet Miss Francesca at a launch named Dinner Party that takes place after the tournament, and worst of all, you can rendezvous with the Faeronas tomorrow morning.

Sometimes it's not a bad idea to spend a separate time like this. We've been together for the last three years. He'll need time to spend with someone other than me.

... think so, sigh again. It's because I've been here the whole time, like, what? Is it not enough or lonely?

I'm sure I'm more lonely than Elmen Hilde. I get out of the room thinking such a stupid thing.

"Ah."

"Hmm?"

Then I guess I had it in front of the room. Ami pointed her gaze out the window.

The dress I'm wearing is the same deep pale dress I was wearing one night when I went out for dinner with you.

Dark colored dress, but I think it highlights Ami's white skin well. I don't know much about the good or bad dress, but it still suits Ami well.

I just don't have my hair down like it was then. As usual, the black hair wrapped around the left side was now wrapped around his fingertips in his absence.

"Is something wrong?

"No. No."

That's what I said, Ami walking next to me in a light foothold.

I feel a little taller than usual wearing heel-like shoes. Plus, they seem to be wearing makeup.

"I'd like to talk to you a little bit."

"Right."

The side, a little higher than my shoulder, is smiling with joy. I guess I'm in a good mood, that kind of emotion came through to me, and I smiled, too.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"What?

"I lost."

"Oh."

You seem to know I don't care, the voice you hear is light and the expression smiles.

Every now and then different participants and spectators turn their curious gaze, but that doesn't bother me very much. It should also be known as the famous tax, I and Ami's face are well known in the Wang capital. Especially since I was in the game earlier.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"What is it?

"Look. It's a corner festival, and you're not enjoying the stall or anything"

"I don't care. I..."

When I say that, I lean down with my mouth shut. He's rubbing his hair wrapped around the side pony with his fingers again, so he seems shy of something.

I don't know what that is, but I walk in line because I don't seem in a bad mood. The armor made a dry noise.

I walked a little, but Ami was silent. Neither do I. I want to talk about something special.

But this silence is not bitter either, because you are used to being with Ami? As I walked slowly without much awareness, I could see the trick, and Ami's elbow touched over the armor.

I guess it was about half a step closer than earlier. Ami and I are a little close.

I also thought it would be wild to point that out, pretending not to notice and walking slowly again.

When I looked at the side of it, I felt a deeper grin than earlier. I'm sure that's not my fault.

"Have you had lunch?

"Huh?"

"It's about noon, isn't it? Did you eat lunch?"

"Ah. Yes, because there's a lot to eat in the guest seats."

"I'm not hungry because I picked it and ate it," he said.

"Ugh... yes"

Swallow the light mouth that you're going to get fat. Of course it's a joke, but what happens if you make that joke here - it will be more obvious than seeing fire.

"Then hang out with me a little bit"

"When the game is over, I'm suddenly starving... for a moment, why don't we talk together?

"Ha, ha."

That, bitterly smiling at the intended reply, he turns his foot toward the guest table and heads to the entrance and exit of the arena (Coliseum).

There's nothing like a dining room in the arena, so we just have to inflate our bellies with one of the many stalls near the entrance.

When I think of the stall I saw this morning, I get saliva in my mouth. It's true that I'm hungry, and I probably didn't feel hungry until now because I thought about the game all the time and I was nervous.

"Phew."

Walking just a little early, Ami next door laughs.

The matter embarrasses me and I walk out again slowly. But then it feels like you failed.

In this look of armor, it stands out in a bad way. The difference between iron armor and spiritual silver (Mithril) armor should not be so obvious to the general public. But it's still intimidating to be in armor. If you put your face on the stall like that, you'd be noticeable even if you didn't like it.

Well, speaking of standouts, so is Ami next door. An elegant dress made of quality fabric, although not luxurious. Wear heels and makeup. Women rather than girls, prettier than cute.

I may be a snore, but Ami would be noticeable enough to go out in public now. Not like me, in a good way.

"Shall we hurry?"

You care what I tried to do earlier to get to the stall, that's what I'm telling you.

Is your voice playing because you always make fun of me, the other way around?

"What? I can put up with it for a little while."

"It's already... childish."

"Ugh."

Am I right?

When you can pick up like younger from a girl as young as ten, you have unspeakable embarrassment.

The feeling of cold spirited silver (misrillic) when you scratch your cheeks with your fingers so that you don't notice that emotion. Speaking of which, I recall now solidifying myself with Spirit Silver (Mithril) gear.

"It's gonna be hard to eat."

Watching his right hand wrapped in the armor of Spirit Silver (Mithril), he groaned, and Ami was overwhelmed and blew out.

I shudder my shoulders and laugh. That trick is the girl herself who deserves to be old, and it makes me happy to see Ami like that. Three years into this world, I've grown up and started wearing an adult atmosphere, but it's still better for me to be laughing year after year.

Walking well, Ami's elbow touched again over Spirit Silver (Mithril).

"Isn't it cold?

"What is it?

"Armor"

When you say that, you seem to have figured out what I'm talking about, and you step away.

Is it like fatherhood to think of that behavior as adorable and at the same time just a little lonely? Could it be the emotion my daughter feels when she leaves her father, or did she miss Ami because she is aware of her as one woman?

When I grin at emotions I don't quite understand myself, Ami looks up at me like that in wonder.

"No. I miss you,"

Next, his face is slightly reddened by the statement and his gaze is immediately distracted.

"No more. Please don't tease me"

That's not what I meant.

I don't feel bad about it, though, being pissed off by the lightning.

Maybe I can't say it's natural to treat Soichi or Yayoichi, but I'm going to know exactly what Ami is like. If you don't want to, say no clearly, and when you can't speak, keep your distance silent. Doesn't that make you quite trustworthy?

How many times has this blindfold happened? I've had more conversations with Ami than I'm used to enjoying this illumination. So, the silent time I visited again, it's not so bad.

When I remember when I first came to this world, I was hanging in there, and I just kept telling myself to back off, and when I remember working hard, I'm having fun with that gap.

That's how I remember the old days, the trick again, and Ami's elbow touched over the armor.

When I turn my gaze, I'm still embarrassed to point my gaze in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"Isn't it cold?

"I think I'm lonely."

When I heard the same thing again, I got a different answer.

Slightly stuck or quick-mouthed returned words make my shoulders tremble with pleasure. I thought it was bad, but Ami's reaction to that was interesting. And most importantly - glad.

"Ugh."

"That's it again, I'll be quick to persevere"

"Because Mr. Lotus is going to make a tea..."

"I'm glad."

When Ami tries to shut (whisper) her words, she shuts her mouth as it is.

That pocan look makes me want to watch it all the time, but you must have noticed my gaze, slowly leaning down and hiding. My legs have stopped like that, so I walk a little and stop, too.

The people around us, who were only a few, look at us like that.

"What do we do? Do you want to go back to your guest seat?

Dark, annoying, I ask.

Perhaps a word that would have been passed on to Ami even if it had not been worded.

But when I heard that, I shook my neck full and sideways a few times, and lined up next door again early. Is it better not to touch what the expression is smiling at or doing?

He also walks out with his neck lifted and his desire to make fun of him somehow suppressed.

Tips, and. Ami's elbow touched over the armor.

Now, I didn't leave, and I didn't say anything.

Then, after a while, when you leave the arena (Coliseum), you narrow your eyes to the chilly wind and strong sunshine.

Nice weather. I know exactly how nervous I was that I didn't even notice that on the playing field.

"Well, what do you want to eat"

"I'm good. My stomach, because I'm not that hungry."

"Really? You don't have to worry about it, I have a little bit of luxury."

"Fine."

Talking on foot side by side still seems to attract our attention. I don't like it when curious glances gather from around me.

Me and Ami are supposed to be able to gaze at each other, but it's hard to eat when this is also noticed. I don't really care because I'm a man, but there are girls around. I guess there's resistance to being seen eating by strangers.

"Right."

I don't know if I'd be shy here, but I can't help but buy a bottle of oak meat skewers at a stall I was close to. The price is two copper coins...... the price of four pieces of bread can be bought in a rural village, but is this the case in the city? Or because now is the time for the festival?

How come the price is nearly double that of the stalls that are out at festivals than it is on weekdays? Besides, even if we know it is, we'll buy it.

Does the festive atmosphere make you feel more uplifted and less concerned, or does it look tastier than usual in the festive atmosphere?

Either way, I guess it's important to feel festive.

"What's wrong?

"Ainya. It looks delicious."

When you cleverly hold the skewer with your fingertips while equipped with the armor of Spirit Silver (Mithril).

There is nothing like sauce in this world, simply salt and fragrance for flavoring. On the contrary, it enhances the original flavour of the ingredients.

If you want to summon my lesser culinary knowledge and comment on this oak meat skewer.

"Mmm, delicious"

"Hehe."

Ami, looking up at me from next door whilst saying so, loosens her mouth and laughs.

What does that look like from around you?

"Want a bite?

"I forbid it"

I guess.

Though someone with a known heart, there will be resistance to mouthing what others have eaten.

While you're at it, finish eating one skewer. Do you feel extra hungry because that's all you were hungry for?

"Nevertheless, there are many people in Wang Du"

"Really?

"Oh. I don't know, I'm gonna get lost"

When I say that, Ami laughs elegantly, trying to hide her mouth.

Well, what shall we eat next? When I thought so and looked around, I gazed at some people. Do you know who we are, or were you watching because the combination of a man in armor and a woman in a dress is rare?

Try not to worry about that gaze and walk out. Ami doesn't care either.

"Please don't get lost, okay?

"I'll do good. If you get lost, meet me at the entrance to the arena."

"Already. Even though Mr. Lotus is older"

Walking along to match Ami's stride, who takes jokes at the crossroads, I see a different stall again.

This one seems to be dealing with Lizardman's meat, not oak meat. Less fat and more teethy than oak meat. Healthy meat, if you say so in the original world style.

There is no popularity in this world for health-conscious food, so it is less popular than oak meat. Lizardman stronger than an oak, but what a strange story that the meat is of lower quality than an oak.

Buy a bottle of Lizardman's meat, its skewer, and cleverly hold it with your fingers over your armor.

"Bye. I don't care if I get lost or if I sit somewhere"

"Shall I? Can I get you something to drink?

"Ah."

Speaking of which, you didn't buy it.

"I'll get you something."

"Fine. Look for a place to sit, because I'll get it."

When I say that, I walk out before this one stops.

Follow that hindsight with your eyes, sigh.

Am I an old idea to think that it would be better for a man to let me out here? Ami's attention is delightful, but I feel embarrassed about getting younger girls to pay attention.

I couldn't stop looking for a place where I could sit as I was told, and I could easily find it.

There are many people, but few are sitting and bickering. Everyone enjoys the festival while he walks. Smile, with friends, with family, with lovers. Ridiculous, holding hands, arms together. Many people, of all races, enjoy a festival called the Martial Arts Games.

Peace, tranquillity... when I think we're the ones who protected it, I get the feeling that I'm more proud than happy.

Huh. Last night, Kotaro's words passed the back of his brain.

"If you care, you should meet Astraela"

Said Kotaro, the fellow I'm partying with right now. He said there was trouble in it.

Is that Miss Francesca, Faerona or Mululu?

Whoever it was - if he's a troublemaker, and if he's going to name Astraela... I'm sure that's quite important.

Astraela, the goddess who has forced me to do this so many times. Beginning with a demon crusade, he told us to cross to Arbenelm, where the demons would tread even though there were no ships, to earn trust from spiritual gods of the same quality, or to kill the families of demon gods like mountains.

... just to remind you, how dare you, I think it was something that did such an impossible challenge. I want to praise myself.

I feel a little discouraged when I think that Astraela will tell me the next impossible issue, but I also think I need to do something when I look at the sight in front of me.

The impossible challenge from the goddess was necessary to protect this world. Now is the time to laugh, but I remember how it felt then to do it seriously, desperately, with my life at stake.

For this world - Elle loved it, he liked us, a lot of people lived it, to protect this world.

Oh, I think.

My vacation must have come to an end.

"Mr. Lianshi?

Ami calls out to me as I stood up, not eating a skewer of lizard meat in my hand.

In both hands, one wooden cup at a time is held. From the smell, it would be fruit squeeze juice.

"Oh. Ami?"

"... are you okay?

"Hmm?"

"Ah, uh. You'd better sit down and eat, wouldn't you?

"Ha. Right."

He looks like he heard something, and he cares about this one without asking.

Feeling such Ami's tenderness, he lowers his back to an empty bench nearby. Oh, it's really inconvenient to say armor. It's hard to sit down.

"Go ahead."

"Oh, thank you"

When you receive the juice and include it in a bite, moisten your throat. I don't drink a lot of juice, but I might divide it with booze.

"It's a beautiful day."

"Right. It's warm even in winter."

"Besides, everyone seems to enjoy it."

Is that what you're saying when you look at the smiles of people walking past us?

Ami looked up at me with a strange face when I laughed at the same sentiment that I had been thinking about.

"No, you think the same thing about me."

"Really?

"I was thinking the same thing earlier. Everyone smiled and said we were the ones who protected it."

"- Yes."

A lot of people died. So are the Submen and the Beasts.

And killed a lot of demons and demons. At the end of the day - I even killed God.

A lot of people are laughing at me in the peace I got that way. Spending time smiling.

Looking at the sight silently for a while, the soft aroma flushed and incensed, unlike lizard meat and juice. Turning his gaze next to him, there is Ami's side right next to him.

You noticed my gaze, you turned your side to me... but you're sitting still in the nature without ever leaving. It wouldn't be my fault if those cheeks and ears were just a little tinted.

"Is it cold?

"Huh?"

"My face is red"

"... already. Even if you do, pretend not to notice."

"Ha"

Oh, I'm sure. I guess this is happiness.

The back of my chest warms up and calms me down. The laughter of the young and old, and the energetic attention of the artisans who serve the stalls. In the warm sun, just a little cold breeze.

In such a leisurely time, eat. That's all that makes people happy. It's funny.

"Ah."

In such happiness, my eyes met with the face I saw.

The look that makes honey-colored hair shine in the sun, usually with a soft grin, now stops with a surprised face.

Did something surprise you? I tilt my neck, but I don't get an answer. And Faerona and Mululu and Solnea, who are on both sides and behind them, are just as they always are.

"What's up, Mr. Lotus?

"No, the ladies Francesca are looking at us"

When I said that, Ami, who had just noticed Miss Francesca at the end of my gaze, rose off the bench as if jumping.

When that's what I thought, I run a little closer to Miss Francesca. I guess I don't run because I'm wearing unfamiliar heels. I'm not sure because it's hindsight, but it looks red to my ears.

Was it so embarrassing to be seen? That scratches me, and Faerona and Solnea are walking over here. Miss Francesca and Mululu are talking to Ami over there. I don't know what you're talking about, but, well, it sounds fun. Mululu doesn't seem to understand very well, but Miss Francesca has a full smile.

"You were here."

"Oh. When the game's over, I'm hungry."

"Huh, you must have been nervous"

"Your answer. What about Elmenhilde?"

"I'm with Francesca."

When asked with his shoulders clasped, the answer returned immediately.

I think we're getting along over there. It's also between women.

If there's just a problem, it's a brunette who's the same woman. Standing next to Fayrona, staring back at the black eyes quietly looking at me sitting on the bench.

"What about Solnea?

"What's up, Range?

"No, you don't join girls in conversations with each other?

"... should I?

Ask me that.

When I gaze at Faerona with a bitter smile, I get flattered on my shoulder. Apparently, all the time, at this rate.

"If you're not interested, that's fine now."

"Okay."

Clerical, or something. I don't know what words to return to Solnea's unique reply.

That's the same with Fayrona, and this one doesn't look particularly concerned.

"You look great."

"Am I?"

"That armor."

"I'd love to flatter you."

Finished eating the leftover lizard meat and stirred up the fruit squeeze juice (juice) in the wooden cup I had in my hand at once.

"Good luck"

"Yeah?"

Rarely, I listen back wondering what Solnea has spoken to me about.

You thought it was also unusual as Faerona, usually with a slightly surprising emotion on her quiet face.

"No. I thought you were still strong."

"Give me a break. He's stronger than me. He's rotten. Right in front of you."

When I say that and turn my gaze to Fayrona, I'm laughing quietly, especially not saying anything.

"Is it?

That's what I'm talking about.

Well, and.

Stand up by sticking a wooden skewer in an empty wooden cup.

"What do we do now?

"What about the range?

"I'm the king's opponent. There's something like a ball in the evening, so it's not until the day after tomorrow."

Maybe tomorrow you'll sleep like you're dead from a hangover.

Besides, I have to see Astraela, too.

"Right. Then we'll talk again."

"Oh, okay"

That story is going to be about us.

At the behest of Mululu, he came to the king's capital, but Fayrona was originally an elf who set up in the forest of magic. Ami and Miss Francesca are students of the magic city, and Mululu is an animal man living on the Elflame continent.

I don't know what Solnea's gonna do, but I'm gonna -- I'm sure we're gonna make another trip. I have a similar feeling about certainty.

Kotaro said he was waiting on the Elflame continent. It would mean meeting Astraela and crossing over to the Elflame continent. Mululu would be able to go along the way, but it's hard to invite everyone else to another continent on a boulder.

Thinking about it, my journey with these people is almost over.

"What's wrong?

Solnea asks me if you felt that inside of me.

I still can't feel the sound of the voice, the waves of emotion or anything. I guess he's just wondering and listening to me shut up.

"Nothing."

I didn't know what you thought of me like that, but Faerona was gazing at me with a bitter smile.