The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

When I went through the black hole called imitation (if) like Koutaroo, my vision opened up at once.

Until earlier, he said it was in the woods, but the end of the hole has a stunning view of the green forest as far as I can see. The sea is nowhere to be seen, surrounded by forests. A large bird not found on the continent of Imnesia makes herds and flies, and a strong wind grabs the hair and the coat (robe). When I hold my disturbed hair down with my hands, a small voice says, Yikes. Turning his gaze toward the voice, Aya, who had just come out of a black hole, was holding her hair and skirt.

"Hey, Mr. Kotaro?

"The wind is not my fault..."

Aya, whose cheeks are slightly red, stares at Master Koutaroo. Are we close or not? If you're a Range Master, you probably say you're close enough to fight, and then you turn your gaze to nature, which expands all over your sight again.

Whether it's on a chopped cliff or in a way that looks down, Elflame's continent is truly green. It is said that the continent of Imnesia cut open forests for people to live in, but the subhumans and beasts living in the continent of Elflame live with the forests. The logging of trees was minimal, it was in the books that they were building houses on trees that would be a solid foundation, but it still amazes me when I see houses really being built on giant trees. Houses built on the ground do not use much wood either, and appear to be made of leaves and straw. I can't see it from here, but it also reminds me that the Dwarves are making a home out of rocks and cliffs. I'd love to see it.

The world of Elflame, which I first saw while enhancing my vision with magic, makes my breasts squeal. Big birds in leafy trees I've never seen before. Perhaps the living organisms themselves are completely different.

Knowledge also makes me look completely different when I see it in front of me. When I looked around in amazement at the size of the drawer I had, there were big, red flowers blooming about my face as well. When approached with interest by the flower, the feeling of being drawn to the coat (robe). Looking back, Mululu was grabbing my coat.

"It, seductive grass"

Unfamiliar with the flower's name, she tilted her neck, too, as Mululu put her strength into her hand grabbing the coat (robe). That trick is a habit when you're wondering how to explain it.

I turn my gaze to the red flower again, wondering about it. Very lustrous and beautiful, red that seems reminiscent of red balls. Master Koutaroo opened his mouth as he was intrigued by what scent it was.

"Lord Francesca. When you smell that flower, you just have to think about the nectar of the flower."

"Implications, is it?

That's how Master Koutaroo tells me on behalf of Muru, who is troubled. I don't really hear the word "implied," but that's not a very pleasant word to ask.

Again, turn your gaze to that glossy red flower. They pulled my coat again thinking it was so beautiful.

"When I smell it, I start thinking only about the flowers. It's pretty strong, so it won't go away for half a day"

"Oh, yeah?

"Yeah. That's how I catch and eat bugs (bait). It works for people, too, dangerous."

Really?

I was interested in beautiful flowers, but I get a little scared and leave.

"There are few grasshoppers on the continent of Imnesia that are similar to drugs and cause state anomalies, but there are many on the continent of Elflame. You don't touch things you don't know when I, Ami, or the beast man is not there."

"Beastman, not Mululu"

"That's rude. Lord Mululu."

I also felt that the method of flattering my shoulders was somewhere similar to that of a range.

Turning his gaze to Mr. Fayrona, he was just saying that he had never been out of the Imnesia continent, and he looked at the red flowers with interest. Mr. Solnea, who is next to him, has been watching for a while, but his gaze moves around him as soon as he loses interest.

If you look closely, there are other colorful grasshoppers blooming around. Seductive grass and the red flowers Mululu said, blue in yellow, some as dark as purple or blood.

I don't think all of that has harmful effects on people, but after hearing about it earlier, I get a little butted up.

"Hehe. Well... so, let's say we walk a little to our destination"

That seemed funny to me, pulling out the dagger Master Koutaroo had stabbed on the ground at some point while loosening his mouth slightly. The design looked familiar. I try to remember where I saw it, but the answer is right next to it, and I find it right away. It has the same design as the dagger that Aya gave him from the Imnesian royal family.

Apparently Mr. Fayrona also noticed, tilting his neck in alignment wondering why such a dagger had stabbed him on the ground, Master Koutaroo, who noticed my gaze like that, turned this way.

"Earlier, would you have metastasized?

"Yes."

"When you make a hole, it's easy to think of a destination when you have something to mark."

Is that what it is?

But I do think it might be easier to imagine my belongings than just think of the view. Fire arrows, for example. I don't like bows, so when it comes to arrows, I think of the simple form of magic that other magicians use, but that's something more familiar - for example, the Spirit Silver (Mithrill) sword that the new Range Master has prepared. This one is easier to imagine, and I can think of it more clearly.

Magic is the power that embodies imagination. The clearer and more pronounced that imagination is, the more effective it becomes.

Whatever the difference between an arrow and a sword, this might work.

"What's up, Francesca?

"No."

As soon as I think about it, I get a feeling in my chest that I want to try it, but I hold my chest down and put up with it.

"Sounds like fun"

"Is it..."

The smile directed at me embarrasses me and deflects my gaze. But I wonder if that word fits Mr. Faerona as well. Mr. Faerona, who doesn't mean to be unfathomable but doesn't put much emotion on the table, is now looking around like a child.

Perhaps it is because the elves, the people of the forest, feel something in the forests of the continent of Elflame, the land where the Spirit is born.

That's how I walk in the woods ahead of Master Koutaroo rather than a road that hasn't even been paved for a while...

I have experienced it in the "Forest of the Decaying Spirit" to refer to forests that are harder to walk and poorer to look at than deep...... but boulders should be referred to as the Land of the Spirit (Elflame continent), I do not feel as uncomfortable or tired as I felt then. Instead, I even feel good about walking and scratching sweat. It gets hot from the core of my body and I think I can still move.

Aya explained that the magic in her body was activated.

We "people" have magic in our bodies. Rest restores magic and expresses witchcraft with the limited power it has in your body. But it seems that the existence of the Spirit exists by having its magic divided from what makes up the world, such as the earth, the green, the wind and fire.

What I'm feeling right now is that I've had my magic divided from that Spirit, or that the magic leaked from the Spirit is activated in conjunction with the magic in me?

Somehow I understand the logic, but it doesn't really pin.

"Aya knows everything."

"Hmm... well, my knowledge, too, is more than half sold"

When I was impressed, Aya said so and laughed embarrassingly. I don't know why Aya looks embarrassed there and leans her neck.

Look at me like that, Kusuri and Aya laugh.

"Senior Francesca really likes witchcraft"

"Ha... well. Yes."

To that sudden word, I don't know, but it's true that I like it, so I nod, and Aya laughs again. Now shake your shoulders, it looks kind of fun.

Well, I'm laughing, so I guess it's fun. I don't know what's fun, but I wonder if Mr. Aya would like to have fun, and I turn my sight up. The light of the sun, dazzling even when blocked by the leaves of the trees, emits a beautiful green light. When the cool wind blows, my hair shakes and I breathe heavily into its pleasure. No heart or even the air felt delicious.

"I envy you. So much so that I can say that I like magic."

"? Does Aya hate witchcraft?

"No."

Right, and.

Though I'm just saying I kind of hate it, I've never felt how Aya hates witchcraft before.

But as envious as they say, I don't know anything about magic, nor am I strong in magic.

I was unable to understand the meaning of the word, and I let my gaze wander while I was impoverished (cum) to reply. Second, that vision captured Mr. Solnea.

Walking alongside Mr. Yui, she feels even more 'black', coupled with Master Knight's black. Because the outfit is black, it is not. Somehow, you say the atmosphere resembles that of Knight.

That Mr. Solnea turned this way. Maybe you felt my gaze. She's usually a blubber, but she reacts surprisingly sensitive to people's signs and gaze from time to time. That's especially true when there's no Range.

It's like waiting for someone. Like that.

Someone like that, well. If you think about it a little bit, you'll see. But when people ask me if that's a favor, I tilt my neck. I don't think Mr. Solnea's gaze is the gaze that he liked to fall in love...... maybe.

With that in mind, Mr. Solnea finally missed his gaze because I didn't say anything.

"I like it though. Because magic to me is a weapon to fight after all"

"Weapons?"

"Yes. I came to this world and was the first weapon I got. It's too powerful, and it hurts me around."

Listening to those words, I can't make a far-fetched reply because I don't know what Aya wants to say.

I wonder how you're talking about Aya's sorcery from the fact that I like sorcery.

"But I want to protect you with that weapon, but whoever I want to protect will protect me, and I'm often protected."

"Aya, is that it?

"Hehe. Yes... I'm still very weak."

And then again, I shrug like that for fun. Emotional instability or restlessness... I've never seen Aya like this before - it's not.

Second, there was just a memory. It's about The Forest of the Decaying Spirit. When Master Range was injured and fell.

At that time, Mr. Aya was badly wolfed. You can say it was confusing. It wasn't as calm as it is now, but I think it's similar. It looks overlapping.

"It's okay."

That's when I don't know how to speak up. I've never lost a loved one, so I'm sure my words without experience are thinner than any other.

So all I can say is this one word.

"Dear Range, I often tell jokes, but I keep my promises."

Maybe. Maybe I just didn't know and was anxious even on the ship. Master Range would have behaved fine, but it's supposed to be this guy who's the hardest.

Did you feel a little relaxed when you met Master Koutaroo, or was it so hard that you had to tell someone that you couldn't hide it?

I just still don't speak my heart out, I guess I'm patient.

To my words like that, Aya smiles again.

"Right"

"Yes."

Previously, only once... Was that when I was relative to the family of the demon god outside of the magic city? Words when Master Range rushes to help Mr. Aya, who is attacked by an orga.

Words reached my ears with wonder, in a place filled with swords and anger.

Promise to 'keep'. That was a word directed solely at Mr. Aya.

"Because it's okay. So don't cry."

When I squeal so that no one else can hear me, I lean over my shoulder to Aya, who has leaned over to hide that face.

Then Mulu and Mr. Fayrona were pointing this way. When you notice my gaze, Mr. Faerona slips away from your gaze, and that Mr. Faerona slaps you on the shoulder and Mulu slips away from your gaze, too.

There is no whimpering. I can't even see the look on my face by leaning down. But I thought Aya might be crying. It doesn't change how fast you walk, it doesn't mean you hear a whimper, and your shoulders are shaking. But Aya, who had leaned down, looked smaller.

Even if they say she's a hero, she's still a younger girl than me. I'd be anxious if someone I like was gone. Not sure, but I felt that way.

Master Range says he doesn't want to fight often. That was because there are a number of constraints to treating Ermenhilde properly, and if you cannot release those constraints, your strength is to the extent of a concurrent adventurer.

I'm afraid to fight. I hate to hurt, and I always said that I didn't want to die - but at last, I feel like I could touch the sincere shard of the word just a little bit.

There are people who are saddened that Master Range is gone or injured like this. I'm sure that guy doesn't like to be crying like this. That's why I don't want to fight. I don't want to get hurt. Don't you want to die?

... well, my own imagination. Because of Master Range, I can't abandon the possibility that I don't want to fight for real.

"Aya, that's amazing."

That's what I say to Aya, who keeps going without stopping her legs while she leads me to Master Koutaroo.

I could see that the sign was aware of this one, keeping my bent face intact.

"Maybe if I were in the same position as Aya, I'd be anxious and unable to move"

That was a sincere word.

I've never liked anyone like Aya before, but if that person is Mulu or Faerona. If I were someone I knew, I'd still be sad and stop. I think I'm going to lean down and I'm going to be unable to move.

Thinking about it, Aya, leaning down but walking, is really awesome.

How long would you have walked?

When Aya, who was leaning down, raised her face, she finally saw the end of the forest. He leaned down to hide in the shadows of the woods, so when the light grew stronger, he raised his face.

When I saw the trick, I knew it was strong.

"What, what is it?

"No. I like Mr. Aya more."

"Ugh... what is it, that"

Shivering his shoulders in a lit voice, he turns his face away. When the trick was adorable and I laughed in my voice, I let my face down again.

"What are you doing?

"-"

Mr. Koutaroo, who worried about Aya like that, suddenly got caught up in something, and let Yui, who moved to support him, fall in... and was grabbed by Mr. Knight by his collar. It's like dealing with small animals, and Master Koutaroo, who grabbed his collar, raises his voice.

But with all that heavy looking armor, I could barely tell what was going on right now. Sometimes suddenly I wasn't focused, but it's still fast.

If you look closely, Mr. Fayrona and Mr. Mulu also look at Master Knight with surprised eyes.

"Oh, no... oh, no"

"Na, Knight -"

The first thing I apologized for was Mr. Yui for some reason. I don't know how to apologize, but Master Koutaroo speaks bitterly without responding to Yui's words like that.

The bitter voice is probably due to the fact that the neck is still being grabbed by the collar. But Master Knight didn't care about Master Koutaroo like that, and he held it up with strength as it was.

Also, Gu, the voice.

"I'm willing to kill you."

The open Koutaroo makes his voice absurd, but Knight has fallen back behind Yui. All that remained was Mr. Yui, who looked sorry.

I can't seem to say strongly to her on the boulder, and Master Koutaroo dropped his shoulder.

"Well, I guess it's bad that he suddenly tried to push the knit down."

Around the word, "Let's push it down," I felt the killer leak from Master Knight. I don't know, my leg stops for a moment remembering the cold.

"Besides, Furong... suddenly what"

Master Koutaroo turns this way, as if he doesn't feel such a killer. For some reason, I call it a family name.

"Isn't it because Mr. Kotaro turns around?"

"Can't you turn around!?

"No, you can't."

That way, another good fight begins between Aya and Master Koutaroo. Apparently, Aya, who was seen with her illuminated face, set up a trap to hook her leg by manipulating the plants. If you look closely, you can see an unnaturally knitted bamboo hidden in the leaves of a tree. I see, is it hard to be noticed when you use it this way?

Master Knight seems to have settled down, and I don't feel the killing spirit anymore earlier. And then there's the mouth fight between Aya and Master Koutaroo, whom I've seen many times already and which I'm used to seeing in a way. And I can do a schematic called Yui, who is in a panic when I see it.

"Hehe."

When I laughed, Aya, who was fighting, turned this way.

"Cheer up, will you? If you're depressed, Master Range will laugh at you."

Then I found Aya's cheek stained bright red, even though she said she hadn't gone through the dim woods yet.

"Oh. Were you depressed without even on the pattern?

The moment I said that, Master Koutaroo disappeared from sight. If you look closely, there is a hole in the place where Master Koutaroo stood where about three people are likely to get in.

"It's terrible to store water at the bottom of a hole."

Apparently, yes.

Nevertheless, Master Koutaroo seems to change his tone when he panics. Maybe that's the vegan?

With that happening, walking a little further, the sunlight gradually gets stronger and you can see a little bit out of the woods. That way through the deep woods, I went out to the place I had pioneered. Suddenly there are no more objects to block, narrowing your eyes to the glare of the sun.

When vision gets used to the sunlight, the first thing I see is a temple (dust) like a giant rock made through it. It's big enough to look up. The exfoliated rock skin has moss (coke) or pimples (crust). That tells me that this temple will be here over the years.

The entrance to the temple… I don't know if it is the correct expression… There is a slight gap in the entrance that allows each person to pass through, and there is something decorative like knitting straw. And two beasts stand guarding the entrance. The ears, in the same shape as Mulu, have the same tail. It's just different colors. One is the same soil color as the ground, the other burning red.

We can both feel ourselves accustomed to battle at a glance with a rigorous body. The signs or sightings reminded me of a mercenary who had previously fought in a militant tournament.

The spear in my hand also seems to be used, and I can't feel the novelty. I guess he's a pretty good user.

But that impression disappears quickly, too.

Because the gaze that looked around me captured the sole.

At first I didn't understand what that was. Big wall. I thought it was a brown cliff for a second.

Big tree.

The temple I saw earlier is also quite large, but its giant tree - the great tree - is bigger than any thing I've ever seen.

The view I saw right after the transition was great too...... but now it really makes me inferior compared to the view that occupies my vision. Rich nature, colorful birds, breezy greenery. And - like looking down at those natures, like watching.

Big trees enough to poke the heavens with their roots stretched out to the earth. The sunlight that leaks out of the gap in the leaves of the tree is like a silk vale.

How far is the root of such a great tree stretched? Maybe even this whole vast continent of Elflame...... the idea seems incredible, the atmosphere or presence in the great tree in front of you.

――――

No words.

A tree so large that it can be seen from a remote position but still can't be seen in its entirety. I've seen it in books.

I know it as knowledge. But... this emotion is only known to those who must have seen it.

When I found out, Mr. Faerona was next door. And Mr. Solnea, too. The three of us line up, and we look up at the tree.

World Tree.

It is the bedroom of the Spirit God Zeneria, where the Spirits are born. Even if I am so far apart, I am distracted by its beauty, and I even feel happy just to have seen the great trees surrounded by majestic nature.

Not so much. Beautiful, beautiful, amazing... such clichés make up my thoughts.

"... wow"

Just. A word of that leaked out of my mouth naturally.

"Right."

Mr. Faerona agrees with my whining like that.

Even though it's a word to me, I forget to reply to that word and look up at the world tree. Thoughts and bodies fall apart in such a shock that their hearts are taken away.

How long would you have looked up at the world tree? When I was accidentally slapped on the shoulder, Master Koutaroo stood right beside me.

"Master Zeneria would be happy to impress you that much, but shall we say hello over there first"

"Huh?"

That being said, I follow Master Koutaroo's gaze to the temple where the two beasts were just there until earlier. There stood, at some point, several beasts, submen.

Some of them look familiar.

It's familiar because when the demon god Neifer was still alive, they visited the continent of Imnesia. I've never talked to him directly, but I remember seeing him at a distance when he asked me about the royal castle.

Was that, indeed, about a month before the end of the fight? It was when I was evacuating to the Wang capital.

Graania the head of the beast man, and Delwin the king of the elves. I don't know the last three, but I don't think they're in line with the two of you, and they're close.

When I rushed to kneel, Master Koutaroo controlled me like that.

"You don't have to. You treat me like a guest."

I'm not sure what that word is intended for, but I'm going to follow Master Koutaroo's words here. But it's also going to be rude not to do anything, so I had a light meeting. Then the people who were there returned the meeting.

"Long time no see, Aya. A little bit taller?

"Is it?

"Oh. The last time we saw each other, that must have been about it"

The king of the elves, who said so, lays his hands flat around his confident breasts. Is that as low as Ami's head one minute now?

"It wasn't that low.... maybe."

"Really? Humans grow fast."

"It's true. While I'm not looking, I'm totally grown up."

It was half a serpent (Merijne) woman who coincided with the words of the elf. The lower body is covered with dark red scales, and the upper body is a human woman. The only thing that hides that limb is the thin clothes and the breastplate. The clothing is also somewhat like a shoulder strap (shawl), and does not hide the burnt skin well in the day.

The rich breasts hidden only by the breast shake with a slight touch, conveying their softness.... Aren't you ashamed?

This one I'm looking at is going to be embarrassed by thin clothes, but when it's so hot, I'm also convinced of those thin clothes. When I was walking in the woods, I was soaking without feeling the sunlight, but now I am receiving that brilliance directly.

Wipe your forehead slightly seeping with sweat sleeves looking for shadows, but not found anywhere near you. Besides, it would be rude to leave a single horse because it was hot even if they found it.

I sighed inside wondering if I would have to endure it in the end.

"Hehe. Humans get tired very quickly when the climate changes a bit."

But you guessed my condition like that, when you took the wand that half a snake (Merijne) woman was carrying, a cool breeze blew.

"Ah... thank you very much"

"It's okay. Especially since you're not as tough as Aya or Koo."

"... that. Can you stop expressing it as sturdy?

Aya whines a little as she protests against the half snake (Merijne) woman who said so with a full smile. The woman who hears the protest laughs cheerfully off her chest.

Sure, she's a beautiful, beautiful woman, but what I felt from that modus operandi is the sentiment that she looks good. I smile naturally at a woman of character who wasn't around me.

He's probably a good guy around looking at my expression like that and smiling back at me. Half a snake woman delivering a rod large enough to peek from her shoulder into a sheath on her back with an unspoiled modus operandi.

"This is Sue. I think we already know the race, but he's not a spiritual sorcerer, he's a specialist in the sorcery we use."

Aya tells me in a whisper.

But I heard that explanation and I smiled over here with one eye closed. To that smile, this one also smiles back.

"Nice to meet you. Francesca Burton."

"Yeah, nice to meet you. You just introduced me, Sue."

They approach each other in a snake-specific motion of crawling through the land and are offered a right hand.

The upper body is a person, but the lower body is a snake. Even though she knew, when she was surprised by the motion and her body was tense, Su tilted her neck wonderfully.

"Is that it? Wasn't a human greeting from a handshake?

"Ah, eh."

I rush to offer my right hand while I embarrass myself like that. My arms are thin, and unlike me, I think he's a raw (neat) sorcerer. Even so, the power of the gripped hand is strong, and I'm surprised at that.

... I kind of feel like today, I'm just surprised.

"Yes, thank you... Dear Sue"

"Dear Sir, In sui."

"So... Sue, and"

"Yeah. Nice to meet you, Francesca"

That's what I said, he cares about this one who's nervous and laughs at me. He's a really good guy.

"This is Mr. Faerona, this is Mr. Solnea"

"Hehe. Nice to meet you, huh?"

"You introduced me to Lord Aya, but again. My name is Faerona."

Mr. Faerona gently meets and shakes hands while naming herself properly. The trick was amazing.

I was surprised and solidified, but normally I should be right to say hello.... I may have done something rude.

Mr. Solnea was normally shaking his hand as he blued his face in retrospect of his actions.

"Hmm. Some faces I see for the first time, so should I introduce myself?

The next man to open his mouth was a Dwarf man.

To the height to my waist or so, a stretched beard. Species specializing in blacksmiths, which have also recently become well seen in the continent of Imnesia. On that person's back, too, bigger than his own height, just like Master Su, this one carries an axe.

If you look closely, the Elf King (Master Delwin) has a bow on his back and a sword on his hip. The head of the beast man (Lady Graania) is also wearing a sword on his waist. The armor is wrapped around it, and it looks as if it was pre-war gear.

"I'll introduce you later. Kotaro tells me you're going to explain it here - is the war going to start again?

At first, I didn't know what Mr. Aya was talking about. Set aside for a few moments and look next to you in surprise.

Apparently, I wasn't the only one surprised, and Mr. Faerona was looking at Mr. Aya, too.

"Hmm. I don't think so...... how did you tell him, Koutaroo?

"No. Keep my 'eyes' on me."

"... sounds like you still have a bad explanation"

At the same time as the words, the king of the elves who drops his shoulders. To that appearance, this one has to lean his neck.

Turning his lateral eye to Aya again, this one has a puzzling look on his face. He then turned his sharp gaze to Master Koutaroo.

"Are you lying again?

"Again, that sounds bad. Well, it's my subjectivity, so maybe it's someone else's opinion."

Soon, Aya steps on Koutaroo-sama's foot. But this time I don't seem to be in pain and I don't want it to be slight.

I really wonder what's going on with Master Koutaroo's body. If Aya stepped on her feet, she would always squat (groan). Still, the handling is decent, but I don't feel that Koutaroo is doing the handling.

"Oh. You don't have to worry about it. Only the body is sturdy."

"Honestly, besides Lord Lotus, it's tough, isn't it?"

"I think it's just for Mr. Kotaro."

"Now that I know you're close... Koo, tell me what you saw in" The Eye ""

Mr. Su stops the two of them. The other three also seem to rather enjoy the matter of the two. For the word war to come out, are you calm?

Am I overly concerned?

Master Koutaroo's "eye" will mean the devil's eye that looks to the future. I only know the extent to which the song of the bard strikes me, but from what I said earlier, there will be another war... you mean there will be a battle?

I was a student so the defense of the magic city is mainly not on the battlefield, but I still don't like the word war. I still don't like that a lot of people die.

"Seven days later, the demons attack. I'm sorry, Lord Francesca. And Lord Fayrona... help me."

At first, I didn't know what Master Koutaroo was talking about.

Mr. Yui opened his mouth as if to speak for my mood like that.

"Why, Mr. Francesca and the others?

"Well. That's all I want you to hear from my 'eyes'"

"I... listen, don't you?

"If I told you, you'd disagree with me."

"... really"

Mr. Aya's voice whined, very low.

Hearing that voice, Master Koutaroo attracted so much mouth that even I could tell.

"You won't be able to help. So far, Lord Faerona to Lord Francesca. And with Lord Mululu's help, it's the least sacrifice."

"... shall we discuss that area later?"

"How can you hold your fist while I say we discuss it?

"Do I have to tell you, Mr. Kotaro?

"I don't want to know more than I don't."

Aya and Koutaro may be as usual, but this one suddenly becomes anxious.

That I must participate in the battle against the Demons. Mr. Faerona and Mululu are used to fighting, but I...

Your palpitations get worse and you lose strength from your body like you have dizziness.

- Someone shook my hand like that. The owner of that cold, soft hand was... Mr. Solnea.

"It's okay."

Just one word, that's all I whined about.

"I can't believe it. I want to hear more about it, so why don't you go inside?

It was Lady Graania who kept her mouth shut until now. He's scratching his head and sighing like he's tired. Most of the people on this scene nodded at the words. The ones who couldn't snort were me and Mr. Faerona, who are confused, and Mr. Solnea, who knows what he's thinking.

And the word "okay" earlier...... what does that mean?

"Um..."

"What is it, Francesca?

Why is it okay? I tried to ask about it, but when I could turn my gaze straight, I couldn't say anything.

The black eyes are the same color as the ranger. It's as deep and nothing as if you're going to get sucked in.... somehow, I thought so.

"Steady. You're still unfriendly without the range, you guys."

says a Dwarf man. It was directed at Aya and Koutaro, who started a fight even as we gazed at them.

Since I met Master Koutaroo, Mr. Aya has shown more emotion than I have ever seen before. To put it well, it's age appropriate, but I would also like it to weigh a little in on a place like this.

Maybe the reason I haven't felt that before is because there was a Range in here. In front of Master Range, Aya was behaving as one of the heroes. Is it true that Aya is now, and that Aya we've been watching has been impossible?

That's not Mr. Aya himself. Can't you see what I'm thinking?

Sometimes in the woods. Was she really protected by Master Range, who said she was really weak?

I don't think that's bad, and I even think you're trying because you're younger than me.

"Come here, Mululu."

"Yes."

And then Lady Graania called Mulu, which makes me unnecessarily confused.

When I turn my gaze to Mulu in a hurry, I turn my gaze here without paying any particular attention to what was called my name. That gaze is such a wind that you don't know why I'm surprised.

"It's me, Father"

"... Gu"

Arr. Called father, holding his chest down and moaning as if he had been pierced through his heart with an invisible blade, leaned down. See how it goes, everyone is laughing except me and Mr. Aya, Mr. Faerona and Mr. Solnea.

"Huh?"

"- As far as I can remember, that one should be the head of the Beast Man.... father, is it?

"Yeah."

"... I haven't heard, my lord, Mululu..."

"Because I didn't say it. And I don't need a lord. Feels weird."

Without having to look closely, Lady Graania is a species with the same silver hair, silver tails and the same shaped ears as Mulu. Face...... doesn't look very similar though. I'm a man parent, so I guess that's what it is. They say I don't look anything like your father, either.

"What, I wasn't listening?

"I didn't say"

"Mr. Graania, you were married!?

"Oh."

To Aya, who was surprised, Lady Graania replied openly.

"I wish you had told me. I mean, Mululu's already fifteen... and he introduced me when I first met him."

"Hmm. I thought I'd introduce you... you were perfect for the range at all times then"

Lady Graania still returns her words without panic to Aya, who speaks out loud.

When I turned my gaze to Mr. Futoshi, he was laughing with his stomach over there.

"Parental idiot."

And a word.

How could it have anything to do with not introducing Mulu?

Turn your gaze to Mr. Yui and Master Koutaroo, who may know the answer. Master Koutaroo was also grinning with his stomach.

"Mr. Yui, may I ask you one thing?

"Ah, yes.... and then. Respectfully, fine. That's okay."

"Really?

"Yeah."

When I turn my gaze to Master Knight, this one also nods silently.

"Uh, duh. So, what?

"Ah. Well, I can see why Lady Graania didn't tell Aya about Mulu... you know?

"... yeah"

You were interested in answering that question, and Mr. Faerona comes here too.

Aya was... somehow, Su was holding me. In its rich chest, its face is buried.

I wonder what the situation would be if it happened. Well, if it all sounds like fun...?

"Brother Lianshi. Misunderstood by Mr. Graania, from"

"Misunderstood?"

"Ugh. Brother, my... my breasts say I like little people."

When I said that, you were embarrassed or leaned down. The hood and white hair made most of them hide, but I feel a little redness on my cheeks.

"Oh well."

"Ha, ha"

But. Mr. and Mrs. Fayrona, I'm not sure how to respond to that word.

How is such a misconception being created?

... Perhaps one of the causes is like Aya. Or one of the causes would be Mr. Aya. I think I can assure you that.

But I think to a kid like Muru on a boulder... but on second thought, is Aya and I ten years apart?

I don't know what different worlds of romantic relationships look like, but our common sense is normal, like a ten-year difference. Even Mulu is thirteen...... enough, no problem.

Did you worry about that? Lady Graania.

"Well, what. Nah."

"Right."

Because I can say it, I think about it from the inside, probably the same thing as Mr. Faerona.

Parental idiot.

"Yui"

And in unspeakable air, Mr. Solnea opened his mouth.

"Yes. What is it,?

"Does Range have romantic feelings for children with small breasts?

"I don't think so... right?

But I didn't know where to answer that.

And I'm glad Aya didn't hear the word "little child with a breast."

I almost sincerely hoped that Master Range would join me as soon as possible, escaping Su's embrace and watching Aya breathing on her shoulders.