The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Totally. The murmuring voice echoed the stone wall and echoed into the hallway.

The stone corridor, which is not decorated with one of the paintings, is cold, and the sky peeking through the windows is cloudy.

Occasionally, the lightning glows blue and white in thick clouds, and the volcano, where the top is hidden by thick clouds, gives a peek at the eruption's red light.

Will the erupting mountains generate volcanic ash and mix it with rain that will fall in the near future? The rain, mixed with the ashes of the volcano, stares black, and mourns the earth. It is difficult to grow livestock that does not grow grass in the unclean earth and is present in many people's worlds.

Demons eat demons, and the demons eat demons again. The weak are the bait of the strong, and the weak have no choice but to use the strong to survive.

This Arbenelm continent is said to be the continent of death.

On this continent, the weak cannot survive. Greenless stripping earth, cloudy river water, starched winds. They are not equipped with any one 'strength' that life needs to live.

Is it also because the thick clouds that always cover the sky hide the sun's light (the source of life)?

I learned about a year ago that it's a daily sight for the Demons, but not for people.

Do you mean the world was too small to see and hear?

I remember getting involved with the Yamada Ranges and traveling to the continents of Imnesia and Elflame more than once, but the other continent was so beautiful that it seemed uncomfortable. That is also a testament to the fact that Non is sincerely stained with the way of life on this continent.

The earth is full of life, the water is beautiful and the wind is delicious.

The other day, it was so comfortable that we wanted to kill each other all the time, such as the sea where we hadn't crossed blades in a long time.

When we settle, we walk down the hall thinking, "Oh, that's a good place." Like this continent, it's not bad to kill each other in a place surrounded by death, but there's something in your heart that feels like killing each other in a landscape full of life. If we die surrounded by beautiful flowers, luminous greenery and clean water, we will surely evoke some emotion in each other's breasts. At least it should remain a good memory for Non's mind.

With that in mind, turn your gaze towards the hallway. Cold stone corridors are spared equally spaced willed armor (living armor), which adds extra boredom. Neither that willed armor (living armor) is polished, it's like a war wound engraved on him. There is no Hua or anything. Does it smell like blood?

Really, it's a hallway without a hua. No fun, no nothing. Well, there aren't any decent flowers or anything on the Arbenelm continent. If it's blooming, it's about poisonous flowers that just make you feel bad watching.

Walk down the hallway making a dry noise with cuttlefish, and stand in front of a boneless door with no ornaments either. There's nothing like a handle.

"We're back."

When he raised his voice that way, a door with a colour reminiscent of the obsidian made a painful noise and opened.

At the same time, a pale flame appeared inside the room, and the lanterns lit with tones of the same color. There is still nothing to see and enjoy in a room lit by a comatose flame. If I insist, is it about a shelf decorated with many liquor bottles?

I have heard that subhuman and human royalty decorate rooms. Whether to glorify it or royalty. For this one, excessive decoration would offend the mood, but I think some play would be necessary in the sense of moderately entertaining vision.

"Are we finally back?"

"Oh. Hate (unfortunately) and it's far from the book. They didn't come inside."

Hum, a mocking (bruised) exhale when you gently tap your neck with a finger off the armor made of demonic bones. I flatter myself about it without being particularly offended.

Behind such a room, a man sitting on a stone desk with a window big enough to overlook the mountains of the Arbenelm continent. The lightning backlash hides my face for a moment, but soon its expression becomes dewy. Blue and white skin by the morbidity characteristic of the Demonic Nation, dark blood-colored eyes that carry on the characteristics of vampires, horns of dragon species stretching from the side head. A mutation of a vampire that sips blood from numerous races and inherits its its properties.

I also inhaled Non's blood the other day, but apparently its properties have not yet been shown. It doesn't look like there's been any change in its appearance since we broke up the other day.

After watching the man who came to the room and said nothing in particular for a while, it was also troublesome to stand and talk, so he lowered his back to the couch with the bloody leather placed in the room.

Finally, you can borrow a bottle of wine from the shelf provided in the room… well, it's a hard work for you. Because the sofa is soft and I am used to sitting in a stiff chair, I feel uncomfortable sitting.

"Well said. Even you now would have had enough of that man."

"Not really...... look. High (but not high), I just unleashed one or two constraints, and I pierced the right foot of Noon."

Place your right foot on a luxuriously decorated desk to show the wound. The bleeding has stopped a long time ago, but the wound is not completely healed. To the extent that I finally stopped feeling the pain, the wound is still piercing the back of my leg.

Wounds worn by the Goddess Sword (Ermenhilde). Scratches attached to the Yamada range. Just because I think that makes my mind jump, I'm sure Noon is impatient and weak.

Non and that man are incomplete, but they still want to kill each other and exchange blades in a moment that seems forever.

What I recall is the battle between the Yamada Range and Master Naifer. That time, that moment. Indeed, Non touched the full power of the Yamada range and could not even be applied to his teeth. If they turned their power back then. If we could have slashed each other. If you could have fought - I'm sure that would be, above all, bliss.

Fighting the strong. That is the instinct of the devil clan. So much so that I could kill God... a being who pursued only killing God. I want to face that seriousness. I want to fight as hard as I can. Non lives for that wish.

"I'm sure it's because I'm alarmed."

"I was playing, but I didn't mean to be alarmed."

Without pulling out the wine cork, cut off the part of the mouth with the tip of the nail and drill the hole, stirring it all at once. Then, when he put his left foot on the provided table and put his foot together, the new demon king smiled. Daimyo, I suppose you say you behave badly. I don't think the Demons are worth anything, such as such a tough one.

Nevertheless, I drop my gaze on the liquor bottle I have at hand. It seems that humans drink alcohol, but they have no idea what tastes good.

The liquor the Demons drink is strong enough to burn down to the core of their bodies instead of their throats. It is equal to water with aromas and flavours, such as wine.

"... I had a hard time getting it."

"It's superimposed"

I groaned so that I could hear it, and sighed loudly enough to reach my ears when I sighed while sighing again at this sight.

"What's the outcome?

"Here."

How uninteresting is the next spinning word? Don't you have the sensibility to enjoy the conversation a little more? Well, that's also something the Demons don't have. I'm guessing there's some slack around here.

As it were, throwing 'achievements' as they were asked, they would be taken lightly. I threw it with a lot of force, aiming at my face.

Again, a body that is not in good shape is hard to handle. My heart starts to wonder if this is a Yamada Range routine, but it's also true that if that guy isn't around, he doesn't have any fun.

I stretched my fingers to the neck restraint, but I still couldn't remove it with the help of Noon. A curse made far in the past already. It seems that it helps to suppress some of the magic of the target. I don't think it works for Nong either.

I think Yamada Range had the shackle of constraint and stood around well while using it separately from time to time. I think I know my limitations and how painful it is to be able to seal my powers on a daily basis... I see.

I've mourned for my helplessness many times before, but I feel a little but figured out that I can't fight with all my might when I want to.

"Why don't you take this off, huh?

"No way. I don't have a suicide wish, Shelfa."

"You can't kill the Lord, Beldo."

A new demon king who deceived Nong, poked him in the gap and put a curse in him - laughing at Beld.

I meant what I said earlier.

This restraint has been tampered with by the decadence of Nan, but I do not intend to take his life to that extent. More than that, this man is not worth killing.

It is clear to everyone that he is weaker than Non, and Beldo himself is aware of it. That is why he weakened the magic power of Non by poking surprises. I don't blame you for what you did to get to the throne of the king. For Non, the title of the Demon King is to that extent, and there is nothing untrained about it.

Kill such an opponent and say what it will be.

Though it is my supreme pleasure to fight, it is not to kill. Fight the strong, find joy in them, and enhance yourself. Whether that end is death, let's accept it with it.

In that sense, I can say that Yamada Range is the best opponent. He also grows in battle. People grow by sharpening their fighting skills, deepening their knowledge, and harnessing their experience, but the speed at which they grow is out of the ordinary track.

It's no longer a kind of evolution.

Even though he was given the power of a goddess like any other companion, he couldn't handle that power fully, and a bucket of half-power drives the battlefield. Sometimes you can show your power to overwhelm Noh, and sometimes you can only show your strength inferior to that of a little ghost (goblin).

Sometimes, however, the attitude of not giving up living under any circumstances is more beautiful than many gems in the world.

Isn't it? I hold my sword in front of an overwhelming being, stirring myself up without despair. How many people in this world can do such a thing? Even the Demons aren't there. It takes extraordinary experience for people of all abilities inferior to the Demon Nation to gain the guts not to flee before despair. That man, he's got it.

It is such a person (Yamada Range) that I want to settle, I want to cross blades, and I want to see each other. I'm sure this sentiment will not be understood by anyone else. I don't want to kill you, I don't want to be killed. Even so, they are eager to kill each other so much.

We cross blades, we hurt each other, we aim to kill each other. I want to hang my neck, wear my heart's heart, and dye myself with that blood. I'm sure Noh will despair with satisfaction at that time.

The person who seems to be doing so is later and earlier alone (Yamada Range). Settling down means living an unfulfilled time forever. Or is it here to die? If so, will Yamada Range also have some thoughts? At the moment, it might not be too bad to ask.

Either way... I want to settle, but I don't have the body to settle.

Around you don't understand the area, you know this man's vessel. Non wants to kill only one Yamada Range now, and the rest doesn't matter. The brave, the demon swordsman, the knight, the vengeful - that man who uses many weapons. And this man who sealed his power by conspiring against him.

If there is no point in killing such a man, such time would be wasteful and pointless.

"Well, good. Let's enjoy this for a while now."

I can't fight for real, I can force half the state. This situation, which I can't help on my own volition, is interesting inside. Whatever the difference between restraint and constraint, it's not bad to have a condition similar to Yamada Range.

At that time, I was able to settle when I exchanged blades at sea. But that's still not funny. The array is in a state far from full force, and this is the current situation where we cannot give full force. How much is such a settlement worth?

Then let's say we enjoy similar conditions, killings in similar conditions for a while now.

"- Shelfa"

"What?

Wine bottle with sharply cut mouth. As he rocks it and plays, Beld speaks low. When I turn my gaze, I look at this one with resentful eyes.

"What's up, Beld? Was it something out of hand?

When he laughs at it, the beld hangs.

I guess it's frustrating. I know the emotion is in my hand and I feel good about stirring wine.

"How shabby. What's this?

"Would it be Master Naifer's heart? That's what Yamada Range said."

Can't you help it? Non has not seen what his heart looks like. Even if they tell me to collect shards of my heart, I'm in trouble.

Let's do that. I don't know how far I understand the current state of Noon, but giving him a fake is a signal to come again. Whether it is to obtain information from Non, there is no way not to use this situation.

Oh, when will I see him next and be able to exchange blades? Just thinking that makes my mind jump. I look forward to tomorrow, so much so that I can even feel the air in this depressed room light.

"For once, there seems to be magic. What's the matter? Was it a problem?

Well, now. Nong, who doesn't know Master Naifer's heart, has to take the deal to the Yamada Range and believe what he's been given.

Oh, I can't help it. I can't help it. Isn't this the fall of the demon king who kept the information secret? Perhaps Beld thinks that Non knows, and in fact Non looks directly at Master Naifer's heart.

Still, the only reason I came back with such an easy fake as a souvenir is simply to harass this guy. I used the noodles with my chin, so this much harassment would be justified.

"This stuff. It's not just a stone."

"It's just, it's out-of-heart. It's a gift from the man who killed God, why don't you make it a family heirloom?

"I am. I told you to retrieve Master Naifer's heart."

"Even if they say so."

That's what they gave me when I told them to give it to me. Can't you help it?

"Fake, huh? That's troublesome. Are you saying that Yamada Range conspired against you?"

When I deliberately mouthed it and then included the wine in my mouth - the bottle, which was almost empty, was smashed and scattered. It is also true that there is still wine in there, even though there was a considerable amount of it reduced.

Fragments of crushed bottles and the wine left over pollute the splash clothes and skin. The skin that Yamada Range used to turn to occasionally appeared to be painted (smudged) by a light red liquid.

A sweet alcoholic fragrance sees a side around and adds a touch of glamour to the room, which had no colour at all.

"No body. Didn't you have a hard time getting it?

"What do you mean?

"I don't have any ginger. Non sought Master Naifer's heart, and Yamada Range gave him the sole. I'm sorry about the conspiracy."

Or, I laugh and look up at the ceiling.

The same unadorned room in the hallway is still not funny to look at the ceiling.

"There's such an excuse..."

"It works. Beld?

If you squeal like that, Beld will shut up.

Anyway, only Non can fight the Yamada Range. No matter how weak he claims to be, that fact remains the same. A human being inferior in flesh, inferior in magic, inferior in everything to the Devil Nation. Yamada Range, which is devoid of magic among its human beings and would belong to the bottom line.

Even so, he traveled with the brave men to accumulate experience and knowledge and gain as much strength and courage as he could resist.

It's not hard to win. A human being with only a small amount of power. Even the lower Demons are not hard to defeat. But when it comes to killing, it doesn't matter. While he is as indifferent to the immediate victory as that man, so is the living and filthy human being.

Even if you lose, you can win next. You just have to stand at the end. The winner is the one who lived and held the weapon (blade) at the end. Let's raise our hands and endorse that idea.

"Also, Noon went. Well, now I don't know how you're gonna entertain me."

But on second thought. Did you throw that man out into the sea and come back?

By now, there are no sea algae scraps, and I hope they are used as bait for fish. The wheel turns, but in the end, it's only human. It is inferior to sahaggin (miscellaneous fish) in the sea. Then you cross with Nong, so you can't stop dealing with him.

I hope you have reached an ignominious end, such as when the man who killed God drowned and died.

"Shit."

"Don't let the king pound your tongue. You'll find the vessel, Beldo."

"Hmm - so, what about Master Naifer's vessel?

Isn't it a good finish? I overwhelmed Fafnir. "

"Right."

Well, I think it's an achievement because I stumbled upon it. If I meant it, I'd probably even bring it in for a match.

Though it is strange that I sank into the sea without doing anything, just knowing that kind of temper. Well, I was exposed to all those attacks. I can't move for a while even if I'm alive. The Yamada Range... well, I'll figure it out myself. It looks like there was a little Mayfly fairy queen with her.

"What about the people you took with you?

"I'm sorry. You were dead when Nong and the others went to collect it."

To the boulder, the opponent of the knight and the wizard seemed too spicy, albeit superior, with a concomitant demon clan. Well, anyway, he's a nominee. It doesn't matter whether you survive or expose a corpse.

While Nong and Yamada Range are fighting, it's too much for them to deal with the interrupters.

Beld only answers the answer to such a nonsense that there is no need to exhale. I'm sure I had a feeling this would turn out. Perhaps we should consider it done with the smallest sacrifice around only one person dropping in for the role while I have a feeling so.

"Well. We'll get some rest and we'll get out again"

Get up off the couch and throw down the bottle where it was crushed appropriately. The cleaning... well, wouldn't it also let some witty demons out there?

Honestly, I didn't know what would happen to this room with the bottle fragments scattered around it.

On the way home, pick the appropriate bottle from the shelf again and take it.

"Well."

That's how I tried to leave the room, and they called me off.

Looking back, Beld stood behind him, who stood up without even noticing. This is why I don't like vampires. Signs are faint.

"Next we attack the Elflame continent. You're over there."

"Say no."

Why should Non attack such an island?

Immediately denying it, his hand stretched to his neck. I see movement. But my body can't react. With limited magic, I couldn't react to this man's movements.

Its thin arm grabs its neck and lifts it with enough force for its heel to float.

Dragon power. The force was awesome and thrown away without any resistance. I get slapped from my back onto the couch I was sitting on until earlier, crushing wood. Rolling down the stone floor with that momentum, he turns his gaze to where the beld stood until earlier.

But he's not there anymore. Instead, my knee touched my back.

Moved the shadow for a short while, and took the back. I know Tane, but it doesn't make sense that he can't react.

"Okay?

"I can't help it. Let's be patient."

Ah, and. This sighs at the sight. I don't feel any pain and I'm not too surprised. A way to fight what can be described as a vampire routine. It's not brand new, so I can't even move my mind. If the magic... if the body had reacted well, I would have worn my heart immediately when I first captured the neck of the pigeon.

"Boring."

Besides, what do we have to do to get to a place where there's a bunch of people who can't have fun? Boring. Oh, really boring. Even though there are warriors under the protection of the Spirit God (Zeneria), the protection they receive is still insignificant. Precision is about the same as bravery. I don't have the power of God itself, like the Yamada Range.

Stand up in slow motion, at least with all the resistance.

"So? Now what?

"Burn the world tree. Confuse the world."

"Hmm."

Hear that word, add a finger to your jaw.

A world tree is a gateway to the Spirit God (Zeneria), a great tree that produces spirits that are the source of spiritual magic used by subhuman beings. If that great tree is lost, will spiritual magic disappear from this world, or be considerably restricted? I don't know because I've never actually lost it.

Demons who increase their will to fight for the resurrection of Master Naifer, and sub-people who have been restricted from protecting the Spirit will expose many corpses if strife intensifies.

Then the world will overflow with demons and human bodies again.

It is.

"That sounds like a lot of fun."

I'm sure if that happens, that man will be furious.

Many people die, and I'm sure some of them will be scattered with women and children, lives unrelated to the war. I can't forgive that man. Try to reach for everything. No matter how many, many times, I fail so much that I can't help it, I still reach out. Learn what the result is, but still reach out.

It's that man's bad habit, the essence of a hero. The first step. The desire to protect someone is powerful, but also shackled.

Goddess power is mighty. The more I figure out how to use it, the more it involves my surroundings. It makes me want to protect my surroundings while I'm gaining such power. The thought is only shackled.

Fafnir said that the man had lost his heart, but what could so easily change the nature of man? Even if it falls out, it's just the upper side.

Non understands.

I'm sure that will do everything in my power to try to stop it. No, and you'll do everything you can to retaliate.

Yes, do your best.

"Kufu... Leung. You're welcome to do that, Beldo."

I can't contain the pleasure that springs up from the bottom of my heart, and I look down and hide my smile.

Oh, oh.

Looking forward to it.

Very, very - I look forward to that time.

"It's nice to be happy, but now it's like doing a good job"

"I know."

In Naifer's vessel, Yamada Range.

The world moves again. Towards contention.

We don't have to do anything out of hand to get it done.

Take a fragment of the crushed couch to the exit of the room - and now look back, not called.

There's nothing more to talk about.

"You don't give me a name?

When Noh said so, Beld, who was arming himself as he watched the misery in the room, turned this way.

"Astraela prepared a vessel called Ermenhilde (weapon) for a user named Yamada Range. If you're going to imitate that, do you need a name for Mr. Naifer's vessel?

"So-"

I didn't mean to imitate you that much, but was I going to say it?

But when I retained the word along the way, I hid its mouth with my right hand so as to contemplate it.

Just a man who killed God (Yamada Range). It showed the Demons one possibility. If you are God's beneficent being, you can kill God.

First, then, Beld believes that we should emulate the only man in this world who has killed God.

As for the nonsense, it is a very difficult and dubious imitation of whether it makes sense.

Master Naifer tried to destroy the world. the world where the Nong et al are. If I'm sure the Yamada Range didn't accomplish God's killing, I'm sure the world would have collapsed, and a wilderness where life doesn't exist, or a new world might have been born again.

Turning away from that fact, the new demon king in front of him is obsessed with killing God. I am prepared to challenge myself to be far more powerful than I am while using Master Naifer's name. It is the devil's instinct to challenge the mighty. That instinct has made me want the feat of killing gods.

One of its shapes is the Yamada Range. God Killed Master Naifer. A man who dwells the power of a goddess in a man's body and transcends God.

Beld hates the Yamada Range, the man who killed Naifer, but he's jealous. That's why imitation. Just as there was a goddess vessel (Ermenhilde) in the Yamada range, I want a goddess vessel (Naifer) myself.

What happens to that - and how does the Yamada Range work when it does?

"Kufu."

Oh, really... I'm looking forward to it.

Yamada Range. In what way will you fulfill your promise to the Goddess?

Um, with the fake goddess.

A helpless person who is only less than the weak on his own. As it is, you will not live up to your important promises.

One and one.

It's the two of us that are the strongest.

If only to see what it looks like. To fight the strongest. I'll do anything, Yamada Range.

You must know that.