The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

By the time I finished loading the carriage, the sunlight was starting to peek from the mountains. Five carriages lined up in front of the North Gate, each ridden by your lord. Subsequently, Miss Francesca and Mr. Mairentia, as well as Solnea, boarded the front carriage. A little later, a dozen adventurers also ride to the horse, dividing to the left and right of the carriage.

Still, there was room to pass through the castle gate, and a soldier who stood on the castle wall and watched all night raised his voice "opening the door".

When the soldier, who was holding back beside the castle gate, turned the wooden crank handle, he made a painful noise and a thick wooden door opened.

Vision opens. Dim, quiet world. Black mountains, pale clouds, cold air. Just the moment when the world regains color by sunlight.

When the sun peeks between the mountains, the colors come back to the dark world. Seeing the moment, we rode to the horse, too. At the same time, the owner of the leading carriage said, "Ha!" He flew the heat and began to move the carriage forward.

"Sounds kind of fun"

Ami, who has pulled a horse aside, says so with a smile. It won't be my fault Ami seems to enjoy saying that either.

"Oh. I guess I like traveling"

"Hehe... how dare you never get tired of seeing it"

"Sort of. I don't think I get tired of seeing the scenery every day."

Lie your horse down on the leading carriage, answering the light mouth of Elmen Hilde. The supposedly Burtonian knights follow the left and right of the second lined carriage from the front, and the other adventurers follow the carriage further behind. Me and Ami on the right hand side of the lead carriage and Faerona and Mululu on the left.

Even though it is paved, it does not mean it is asphalt and flat, as in modern society. Over the slight irregularities of white stone arranged on the streets, the wheels of the carriage make heavy noises with gutters. Take your gaze into the sky, feeling comfortable with the sound of it. A few early awake birds are gathering and flying in the sky. Mixed with the sound of the wheels, I heard a bird called Chichichichi,

"Ami, don't you like traveling?

"I like it, too. If you don't like it... well, we're not going after you, are we?

"Right."

Did you say it only slightly because you put all sorts of emotions on that word? When I turned to the side feeling some of that, I had a soldering smile that was lit by the sunlight that gradually grew stronger.

Strong, windy. Grab Ami's hair and robe, it's windy enough to rock my coat wide. Shift your gaze from Ami to the sky, again. Clouds flow fast. But it doesn't feel like the air is damp. It's not going to rain.

To travel, a great day. I felt like I was going to lighten up to my body as well as my mind.

"Nice to see you again"

"Huh?"

"We're traveling together. Nice to meet you, Ami."

Ami looks surprised for a moment when I say that again. When the face was funny and his mouth slackened, he made fun of me. But you thought, his gaze shifted in embarrassment.

Even I can say what I want to say. I don't intend to be anywhere near it.

"Yes."

And he replies with a full smile, placing it between beats. The smile is the very smile that a girl of her age floats, and I don't feel weird. It looks much better than the look Ami's ever had on her face.

Childish smiles and stretches of back that would be feminine. That, Ami with both looks. Now, which Ami do I want?

"Don't I have one?

"Yeah?"

"Say hello or something"

Elmenhilde mentioned something weird again as he had already asked himself several times in his head.

That wouldn't be such a rush. Did Ami think the same thing, hiding her mouth with her right hand? My shoulders are shaking slightly though.

Well, is his mind exalted because of his new journey? Oh, my God. - Really, he stinks of humans.

"You'll always be with me."

"Mm."

"I guess now - this trip, too, thank you."

Is this it?

Telling him otherwise, Ermenhilde shut up without saying anything.

"... good friends"

I don't know.

"Hehe."

As I manipulated the horse looking at Ami with a slight pointed lip, the carriage window opened with the sound of Concon, and a light knock. It was Mr. Maerentia who gave me a peek in the face from there. The wind entering through the window is shaking the same honey-colored hair as Miss Francesca. Turning his gaze somewhat to the back of the carriage, Solnea seems to be talking to Miss Francesca.

I was asking Miss Francesca for Solnea's opponent before the carriage left, but apparently she's fine. Though the expression of Solnea remains the same. It was only for a moment, but you noticed my gaze. I'm gonna turn to you. Miss Francesca also turned this way to go with it, but Mr. Maerentia opened his mouth before saying anything to those two.

"Dear Range, Aya. Aren't you cold?

"Thank you for your concern. But it's okay. I'm used to traveling."

"Really? If you need anything, don't hesitate."

"No. That care is enough"

With that said, the carriage window closes. When I turned to Ami because I felt her gaze, I was looking at this one on the side. Of course, there's no such thing as a smile.

"You seem to be very good friends."

I wonder why you feel pricked when you say it's a word that hasn't changed much earlier.

I snap my neck out of it, thinking such a stupid thing. I can't even say I'm tough, but my shoulders get stiff when I talk in a language I'm not used to talking about. Shall I give Ami a shoulder rub tonight? That's what I thought, I was wondering if that would be sexual harassment.

"It's just a social code."

"It didn't look very much like that, though?

I laugh unconsciously at that low voice. Even though I knew Ami would piss me off, I really spoke up.

The suggestion, Ami with an extra muddled look. If you attend a ball or night club, such as a social decree of this magnitude, it's a tea party (Sahanji). It can be said that the ladies (ladies) who drop by the title of hero have spoiled it. Mr. Maerentia's words are one of them.

I'm not so familiar with the social world either, but I've talked to a lot of people. I am confident that I can read the inside of the other person, the extent of their surface.

Mr. Maerentia is a merchant. I'm sure it's nothing more or less. I guess that's why you care about us. Because heroes (me and Ami) deserve it. That's what it is, a rooted merchant. This is how we prepare the horses and go to the commercial city (Merdiole) together, probably because there is some benefit there. Because it's Miss Francesca's family, and this world isn't nice enough to be sweetened by that word. The world or the industry? Who said that the essence of human beings would not change so much, even if society was regressing on a centenary basis over our world?

This way we may not even be able to call the lead carriage escort... Sometimes running horses side by side makes me and Ami look good, but I wonder if there is an appeal that they traveled with me and Ami. I don't know if that's my evil push, but as far as I'm concerned, I honestly can't accept it. A lot.

Nevertheless - my God, I didn't even make it enough to be a hero. If you've never traveled with me, don't you see?

"Not yet, Ami."

"... um"

If you don't know what's going on around there, Ami's social debut may still be ahead. I can't imagine Utano putting Ami like this out in the social world. As it is now, you can hook up with a bad guy.

Well, speaking of bad guys, I might be included. Whatever you say, I have a sense of indecision. Even if you don't want to break your current relationship.

Being aware of it... Ami and I are having a conversation this way without being able to step in.

You'll see.

"Well, that's the same as before."

"Hmm?"

"... treating children"

Oh, and.

I think it's childish to be obstinate. Soichi said Ami was trying to act like an adult. Line up with me. When I think of that word, I really think of it. I don't want to look like that.

This is how you obstinate like a child, angry, inflate your cheeks. Speak without feeling weird, laugh, be stupid and angry. That's a good relationship. It's more reassuring... without straining your shoulders.

With that said, Ami would be angry "treat me like a child again". Because I know so, I took off the leather gloves on my left hand without saying anything. The feeling of the fingertips touching the cold air fades. Winter is hard.

"I don't mean to treat you like a child."

Say, put your hands off the leather gloves over Ami's head. Rather than stroking it, I just put it down. Pom, and just tap lightly. I've never stretched my hair, but I know how hard it is to set long hair. It would be bad to stroke and break that set, I thought.

"Mmm."

Apparently, that's not satisfactory either. It doesn't seem like he got angry, but Ami's horse gets away from me a little bit.

Is this sexual harassment?

Think, but there's no answer. Until a year ago, nothing was said, but is it time to touch your hair this way at a bad age? Should I be happy with my child's growth or sad about that change? Ma, I guess the former.

Shift your gaze away from Ami and turn forward. The destination is far away, the shadows and shapes are invisible.

From Wangdu to Merdiole, five days by horse or carriage. Closer than the magic city, but still far enough. Since renting an inn in the middle of the night means renting it in the village, the days may take longer.

It's a boring journey.

Elmen Hilde groaned potpourrily as she fitted the leather gloves. To that one word, me and Ami will blow out small.

'Hmm?'

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm just as bored as I am."

"Me too."

'Right. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like you to behave more heroically in the range.'

"... you're still saying that, it"

I don't think it suits me. I flaunt my shoulders and Ami laughs, hiding her mouth from Couscous.

"Hehe. Might look good on Lotus."

"Give me a break. I don't care how many lives I have left if I'm a hero."

"I would be the weapon of God's murder for that matter. What happened to your mood when you helped Francesca and Mululu? '

"I think it would be better if we fought together than helped."

Black oak or a skeleton in the Rotten Spirit Forest. Both of those are formidable enemies to me, and I don't know what would have happened if I had fought alone. Thinking about it, it still seems more right that we fought together than that we helped.

But Ami, who didn't know that, looked at me with a slight glimmer of eyes that seemed to attract her interest. Skeletons in the Rotten Spirit Forest were with us until we fought, and Todome had no real sense of knocking him down because he was a high-powered sorcery with no stratigraphy to speak of as a coincidence. And then I lost my mind.

With that in mind, the carriage window was knocked lightly again. Turning his gaze, just as the window opened, it was Mr. Maerentia who peered from it again.

"May I hear that story?

"Well. I'm only talking about demonic exorcisms everywhere, lacking exuberance. Do you mind?

"Hehe. Sure."

Well, the window was closed... were you listening? Or is it a window so thin that you can hear the outside voice?

Leaning his neck inside, he remembers Elmenhilde talking. Maybe Miss Francesca, who heard the Voice, taught it. I thought so and turned my gaze to the back of the carriage, the other side was opening the window on the other side and handing Mululu a treat. I wonder what you're doing, over there. I envy you for being close.

Maybe the fed mulu is the killer... but I don't care if this is the case.

So, Ami's here, and you want to start a year ago?

When Elmenhilde said so, Ami's expression broke visibly. It's not even that much fun.

A year ago. After killing the demon god (Naifer), the thirteen of us had returned to the king's capital to rest our bodies. Until then, Ami will probably know. Back in the king's capital, resting in his room... the next day, in the early hours before the sun peeked into his face as it did today, I disappeared from the king's capital, Imnesia.

After that, I don't know what happened to Wang Du. I heard rumors about the wind that Utano was rooting for me and interpreting my disappearance to the better.

Well, in the meantime... what was I doing?

"Even so. It's the same as it is now, and I only remember crusading the demons desperately."

"Well, yeah."

In the beginning, I thought it was already serious. Desperately, he hunted demons like he was causing his body to become irritated. Now I think it's just eight wins.

If El dies and asks Astraela to resuscitate him, he's completely different. I didn't know what to do, but I killed the demon with Ermenhilde in my hand. Yeah. Whatever you think, it's an eight hit.

Around there, it must have burned out once. By the time I was six months old, I feel like I didn't even have a Ya Ji letter left. And later, I traveled to fulfill my promise to Elle and met Miss Francesca when the road bank ran out. What a story there is no yama, no otchi, no salvation. Even a bard who talks peachy like a little bird won't be able to talk about it in this story.

"Where did you come from?"

"I can't believe it. In Ami's unknown year, Range was helping three women."

Hey, fool, don't. Don't make up (twist) the past.

When I turned my fearful gaze to the side, Ami had a smile that even I couldn't wait to talk about.... How can you smile but this is also an offensive atmosphere? If there were no other people's eyes here, I might have been made to interpret with only my neck out after I was dropped in a pit.

I don't see any noticeable change in Mr. Maerentia, who can't hear Hermenhilde, but Miss Francesca, who is behind the carriage, was shaking her shoulders and laughing. Around desperately pushing my voice to death, my relationship with women can be quite a joke. Solnea reaches out to the treats available in the carriage with a face that doesn't matter.

"Right...... dude"

"What's up?

When I pull the horse's reins in a hurry, the horse that panicked suddenly gets a little rampant.

I walked my horse relaxing and saw a small figure in the back of the bush. There can't be any children around here, so it would be goblins in the middle of nowhere.

I narrow my eyes, but I can't see that anymore. Well, probably a few - there won't be ten of them. With all that number, you wouldn't think of attacking this number of adventurers, etc. Keep the horse calm and slow down a little.

"What is it, Master Range?

"No, there was a demon in the bush."

When I say it in a light tone, Mr. Maerentia's atmosphere hardens. On the other side, the Faeronas also seemed to notice, and it was through the window that Mululu stopped his hand from eating sweets and stared forward.

When I look behind me, I can't feel the upset that I found something in the adventurers. Probably just walked by rather than scouting.

"Is it a goblin?

"Hmm? Oh. Did Ami notice that too?"

Well, if it stood out, you'd notice. I can see the difference in specs between me and Ami near noticing even as I turn a cold gaze at me.

"There's all these adventurers out there, and you're not coming at me."

"Right."

Demons are not stupid either. We will not commit foolishness that strikes a larger group than ourselves. Sometimes there are idiots like that, but that's a good story to return.

I'm not going to be alarmed by the large number of allies. That would be the same for the other adventurers. I left the King's capital... protected by thick walls. Once you step out of there, it's already a demonic habitat. Always a harsh world of death and neighborhood.

The view is so beautiful, the air is delicious and the wind is comfortable. What a world that seems to have dreams and has no dreams.

"Are you okay?

"There will be no problem. If you need anything, let's take the sword."

"Hehe. That's comforting."

Well, it's not clear who takes the sword. Ami, who is aware of my words like that, may be sighing next door. Really, put me on the wall so Mr. Maerentia doesn't see me.

Actual story. If a goblin strikes, Faerona's bow or Ami's magic will cata it before it reaches this group. Goblin - No, if it's even a lizard human (Lizardman) class, is that enough? Well, Lizardman lives by the water, so he doesn't really show up on the streets in the interior.

"So, that was a year ago."

"Yes, Mr. Lotus has spoken of three women."

"Umm."

Um, no. I'm not dictating.

Oh, I'm tired.

Exhaling loudly as he lowered his back to the bed, Fayrona, who was lowering her back to the next bed, turned this way. Travel by carriage during the day and rest at night in a village dotted between the Wang capital and the commercial city. After all, nobility does not want to camp. Well, there's no bath, so naturally.

"You seem tired."

"I like traveling, but I don't really like chatting."

All day long it was my old story that cheered me up. Physically not, but mentally very tired. He said he refused to take the carriage because this would happen, but it didn't make much sense in the end.

Well... I didn't expect Ami to be so overwhelmed. That would also be because you were worried about me disappearing by myself. That makes me feel so itchy. You can't, this isn't my character.

With that in mind, I snapped my neck.

"For that matter, do you feel like you're talking well?

"Only in the company. I'm still pretty familiar with this."

"Heh. Now, how far are you serious?"

Enjoy the conversation with Fayrona while gently moving the body savings that you have taken off your gear and become lighter. Because I haven't moved my body in the King's Capital in a while, and I feel like my body has been dull for a long time.

That's the same with the blonde elves in the same room, who are just like me solving it while moving their stretched bodies on a day trip.

By the way, Ermenhilde has kept it with Ami since he arrived in this village. I don't intend to use it in public, and I have the sword properly.... Elmenhilde hates it plain though. Sometimes I thought it was best if he blossomed into a chat (Girls Talk) with the girls. He hates my care.

Maybe we'll even be in the bath together by now....... I doubt it's okay to put the medal on hot water though.

"So."

"Hmm?"

"He said he would cross to the Elflame continent, is that what the journey is all about?

Speaking of which, I recall that the purpose of the journey had not yet been communicated.

"Is that good to receive that you will cross the continent with me?

"Oh, the long time has told me to give you a hand."

Chief, is he the head of the elves who live in the forest of magic? Well, I think I owe him something, but I don't remember doing anything to him.

Perhaps, in a secondary way, something was involved.

"Besides, personally, I'm interested in the range journey"

"Mine?

"It's more exciting and fun to be with you than when I was working in a magic forest or a magic city."

"Phew... that's not a conservative elf idea"

"Totally."

Since the elves don't get out of their realm (the woods) much, Fayrona, who worked in a magic city, could be described as just a stranger. Plus, now we're trying to get out to another continent. For an elf who hates change, it's a lot more actionable.

"Oh, so that was the purpose of the journey."

"Okay. Negotiating a reward?

"I don't feel like I can beat you."

"That's what you say when you shut your mouth around it."

How can you keep your mouth shut when you say it's a reward negotiation? Loosen your mouth to Feirona's joke and look out the window. The sun goes down, and it's already dim outside. Because it is a village close to the Wang capital, the thin lights of magic lamps (lamps) illuminate the fallen world of the Yang.

The villagers walking under that thin light also look excited somewhere. Perhaps because an aristocratic group rents accommodation? There are even big tool shops, taverns, and whorehouses in the village. I can't see it now, but I also saw places where adventurers would walk into those stores. That's how I guess I'm happy because the group dropping the money came to the village.

Mr. Maerentia and Miss Francesca have knights with them, and Ami is beside them when they need her. It doesn't seem particularly dangerous, but suddenly something will be okay.

"Unfortunately, my request comes after I arrive in the commercial city (Merdiole). Someone could ask you if you're here."

"Right."

I guess he didn't say it any more because he understood that it was awkward (muzzle) for someone to ask him that word. Really, I can't get my head up on this elf. Good head rotation, good guess.

"So, what do we do now?

"Even so. Sweat in the bath and cool down the tavern."

I mean, as usual. Faerona, who knows my liquor lover, says nothing in particular. If this is Elmen Hilde, then the novel begins with a sigh.

There's nothing I can do about it around that I don't think it's enough. I laugh bitterly at myself like that.

"Then I'll go out with you today"

"Whoa, hang out with me. The liquor is better for both of us than drinking alone. Alcohol and conversation are lonely."

"I'm a watchmaker. If you're alone, you're gonna get drunk."

That. Am I supposed to be a bad alcoholic?

I drank it until it crumbled... but it shouldn't be that bad.

"... I don't drink that much in the middle of work."

"What do you think? I thought you said you drank last night."

That's what I said, Fayrona leaving the room with a bitter smile. A change of clothes is held beside it. When I took the change of clothes out of my luggage, too, I chased after him and left the room.

There are private rooms upstairs that you can choose from at a slightly higher price, apart from the kind of rooms that Faerona and I use. There are a few rooms in the back of the hallway. A knight watched over the entrance. That is Mr. Maerentia's room. The truth is that Miss Francesca planned to have a private room as well, but she is using the same room because Mululu flashes. And Ami and Solnea are in the same room. At the entrance of those two rooms, too, the knight refrains.

That, on the contrary, I won't be the only one who thinks I'm going to be concerned. Unfortunately, Ami looked subtly troubled. A well-built wall and door like a royal castle would be fine, but a wooden wall and door would make you hear the conversation.

"What's up?

"No, it's nothing"

You must have wondered at me watching those knights. Stopped Fayrona asks, but shakes her neck to the side to respond.

Well, you won't have a difficult conversation to ask, and if you're really in trouble, you should be talking to me or Miss Francesca. Besides, Ami should be used to this kind of life somehow. There will be no problem in a few days.

"Yesterday, I drank and drunk weird things with booze."

"What, what's that?

"Well, there was a lot going on. Really, a lot..."

When I said that, it seemed like I realized it was something I shouldn't hear much about, and no further pursuit came.

Go straight to the bathroom on the ground floor of the inn. There are a good number of guests outside of us. Not every house in the village has a bath, so it looks like the villagers who use the bath in the inn. A little mass bath...... it feels like money and water. No, the bath doesn't have a roof, so it's an open-air bath. The other side that separates one wooden wall is female water, so it feels extra like that.

Taking off her clothes without paying any particular attention to it spread a slight twist. The cause is my body. It's a lot of scars all over your body. My gaze is gathering, so I don't like it, but I get it.

"Not the first time, but it's still amazing"

"You're not."

If you're an adventurer diving through a lot of training grounds, I think that's about as many scars. With that in mind, I look down at my body again. Most of the many wounds left on this body are on the demon god (Naifer). Some of those wounds arrived when Yayoi and I were breaking up and acting, but mostly from the battle with Naifer.

Sometimes even Yayoi's abilities are difficult to heal because I have no magic, but the wounds sustained by Naifer were particularly difficult to heal. Ability given by the goddess and the power of the demon god. In the given power or pure divine power, we know which is stronger, etc. Especially if it's hard for me to heal, I still have a scratch.

Well, body wounds are a man's medal. Yes, I'm going to think positively. Sometimes, there's a good chance they won't pull it off.

"Now, if I had a scratch on my face, I'd look good."

"Huh. You're no different at any time."

"Get used to it, get used to it. It's best to get used to the gaze of curiosity"

That kind of Faerona's body is a beautiful thing. Elf-specific white magnetic skin has no slight scratches. Since the elves themselves have a high healing power, and can use the power of the Spirit to make them even more resilient, naturally so.

Perhaps there's more to it than regret here, somewhat but around the thought of winning.

After taking off their clothes and washing their heads and bodies, a dozen people dip their bodies in a bath that is big enough to put them in at their leisure. I guess it's the mage who's getting ready for the bath, there should already be dozens of humans in there, but the hot water stays clean. The temperature is just right.

"Ugh..."

How come a human being leaks his voice when he takes a bath? I'll think about that, soaking it up to my shoulders and closing my eyes.

Oh, I'm losing my tiredness. After all, I can't take a bath after my journey. Drinking alcohol after wearing out like this is extraordinary. I'm not looking forward to it now.

I don't even have Elmen Hilde today, so I can enjoy it without any chi. That's how you relax, open up for a little while and Faerona soaks next door. The long blonde hair was wrapped in a towel to keep it out of hot water. Somehow when you look only from shoulder to top, the unique beauty of the elf goes hand in hand, and you can't even look like a woman.

"I didn't understand how to dip my body in the water at first, but this is certainly comforting"

"Right? The first person to think about bathing is a genius."

"Oh, not at all"

It would be the children of the village, several children running around the bathroom. There seems to be no adults to watch out for those children, and the bathroom is very noisy.

Is this the flavor of a mass bath? Then, turn your gaze toward the wooden wall that is separated from the next woman's water. I was wondering if it was female water over there.

"What's up? You care about the other side?

"... I wonder how many problem children I am in you"

Besides, it's subtle when asked if you're interested. I'm interested in women, but I don't have a hobby for snooping around people who don't even know their names. Besides, the jokes don't seem to make sense to Miss Francesca or Mr. Mairentia. Ami drops it into a pit at a condition she's used to, or sweeps it away with magic that doesn't have the ability to kill her. Either way, you won't get hurt, whether it hurts your eyes or not. Muru and Solnea... I don't know. I don't think there's any reaction from looking at it. At least, Solnea is.

"Sorry, excuse me first"

Thinking about the reaction I had when I peeked in my head for some reason, my neighbor Fayrona stood up. Stay out of the hot tub. I guess long water is spicy because I don't seem too used to bathing either.

Then I will, too. Then up from the hot tub. Isn't it kind of lonely to take a bath alone? It used to be normal. The old Soichi and the others were very shy about taking a bath together. Maybe they can't help it because they're around that age, but since what time did they get used to coming in together?

I get dressed while I think about it. I put a knife on the dragonbone to my belt for when something happened, and the clothes are just tunic and trousers that can move easily. Fayrona is the same thing.

"Well, let's go get a drink."

"Oh. Damn, you're alive at times like this, you are"

"I think one of the flavors of the journey is the delicious rice and booze in the village."

"I think it looks like you, really"

Hearing Fayrona's groaning voice, he rolls out to the village at night laughing. Sometimes, it's not bad to have two men. Because Miss Francesca and Mululu have been together ever since, or it looks like we'll have fun tonight.