The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Ask for a sweet drink on the ground floor of the village's only inn and sit with the woman in the form of facing the table.

Much calmer than when I fought goblins, but my expression is still dark.

Well, if it hangs on death, it's natural too. Hopefully it won't be traumatic.

It's not even kind of a talking atmosphere, so I wait silently for the beverage to arrive across the street.

That's the same for women, who are mozzled by the lack of presence somewhere.

Would it be careless to think such a trick would be a little cute?

The skin breastplate remains equipped, so that gap again...

"You... you really don't have a vision for a woman."

It was a terrific sound.

Even though it only sounds like me, I'm going to be a little depressed.

Well, I don't actually have that nasty spirit.

When we live in different worlds, we can work out mentally, even if we don't like it.

"Um, thank you"

When I was thinking about that, the woman sitting across the street thanked me.

When I bow my head, my honey-colored hair drips and hides its expression.

Hold that dripping hair with your fingers, and the woman's gaze turns this way like she said it was a snag.

Is that it? Is it kind of frightening?

"Though goblins, I wish I could kill as many as four by myself."

Oh, and.

Though unintentional, I tried too hard.

One-on-four, etc., overdone, albeit unintentional.

I guess I didn't expect such a country guild to have so many fightable adventurers.

Actually, I was just lucky.

The fact that Dagger flew straight, prevented Goblin from attacking, and the fact that his opponent was accidentally confused.

Such luck overlapped, I could just beat it well.

"It's also logical to be scared of amateurs if you only ramble on me"

"Ugh."

The woman leans her neck when she responds reflexively to it and does not hear Ermenhilde.

If you look from the side, suddenly you're the man who speaks to himself.

Instead, this woman may have more liver sitting around looking strange without alarm.

From now on, I swear to my chest that when I help, I will be more at ease, trying to take the means to escape rather than fight.

Well, I've done people's help a few times in the past year, but every time I've failed.

When I was thinking about it, the innkeeper brought me fruit squeeze juice.

By the way, it's milk to me. You didn't ask for it, but you brought me the cheapest one.

Thank you so much for understanding how I feel.

Thank you, thumbs up when I told him that with my gaze.

"... what a pity."

"Milk is good for my health, so I love it"

"My favorite drink is not very good for me."

I don't deny it.

My nostalgia is warm today, so I feel kind.

"... Um"

"You can drink it. When you're tired, it's best to drink something sweet."

Twenty-four copper coins. That's the result of today's earnings. As living with eight copper coins a day, three days can be easier.

I have no problem spending as much as this.

Does luxury enrich the mind?

I think of such a philosophical thing. I don't know if I'm right in philosophy.

"Thank you, thank you"

Grab a wooden cup with both hands and drink one by one.

He may not have noticed, but his body seemed to crave sugar and soon finished drinking.

I'll drink it with a delicious look. Enjoy that look, I drink milk too.

Milk (milk), which is not seasoned like modern Japan, honestly smells raw.

Still drink hard. There's nothing left to do. You don't have any body.

... I know exactly why milk is not popular with children.

"So, uh... first, may I ask your name?

I feel a little sick about the raw smell of the milk, but I feel that the atmosphere of the woman is a little soothing after consuming the sugar.

So I decided to listen to you.

How could this adventurous novice woman have been held captive in a demonic crusade?

I don't intend to go deeper, but if there's any reason why you shouldn't be a little stingy.

She's beautiful. You don't need a reason to get to know a girl.

"My beard in milk...... pup"

Whoa. Wipe your mouth with the sleeves of your clothes.

Nice one, Elmen. Hilde.

'... pitiful'

Leave me alone.

"My name is Francesca. Francesca Burton."

"Burton......"

"What, are you still noble?"

Have a surname (family name). In this world, ordinary villagers and others do not have surnames (family names).

Although it is common with the United States that a surname (family name) comes after a name (first name), only noble or knightly lineages are allowed to have a surname (family name) in this world.

From the atmosphere of this woman, I thought it might not be aristocratic, but I didn't really think it was aristocratic.

It is rare for a nobleman to become an adventurer.

It can be said that there is little.

Some nobles may become adventurers in search of inspiration, but it is the second or third son who cannot inherit the house.

That, too, often resigns quickly to the harshness of adventure.

I've partied with them several times, but they even have resistance to Nojuku.

It's also a good memory that every time I think about what I want from an adventurer.

The second and third sons also generally make their living in management by opening shops based on the money in the house.

I'm basically not in trouble for money, and more importantly, I have a safer and easier way to make money than to act as an adventurer.

Management has a lot to learn, but I think it will be safer and easier than risking your life.

So it is unusual for a nobleman to be an adventurer. Especially if she is such a young and beautiful woman.

Just knowing such nobility, the woman in front of me honestly worries that she was deceived and even borne in debt.

Something looks good to me.

In this case, I suppose it would be the Burton family's maid of honor... a name I wouldn't ask.

Maybe he's a junior nobleman.

"I'm Range. It's our third year as adventurers."

It is miso to name only names here.

The name Lotus is unusual, but never.

Lianshi Yamada. In this world, Yamada is more rare than Lianshi.

Rather than, maybe there's no one in this world other than me, like Yamada.

So I decided to just call myself Range so they wouldn't notice who I was.

"Year three..."

I can tilt my neck cutely.

Well, I know what you're trying to say.

When it comes to the third year of adventurers, it's about intermediate.

I guess it's strange that you doubled to your goblin opponent on that level by yourself.

Actually, it's a shame about the physical ability of different worlds of correction. And cheats (Ermenhilde).

Without it, I really only have as much presence as Villager C.

"So why are the nobles adventurers..."

Besides, did you try to crusade the demons or something?

Speaking of aristocracy, Mr. Francesca clouds his expression.

Maybe I don't really like the title of nobility.

"Hey, there's a situation."

"Phew."

Take a sip of milk. Still smells raw.

"That circumstance is why you were held captive in a demonic crusade?

"Yes."

Noble or whatever, I don't care about the title as far as I'm concerned.

I was more concerned about the circumstances and whether they were enough to give up my life.

Yes, give up your life.

Her behavior today is not risking her life, but giving up her life.

So many circumstances aroused my interest.

It's free if you just want to ask.

And then I smelled money. She is a nobleman, a new American adventurer. If you help, think maybe the reward is….

That depends. Don't do anything dangerous.

I took another sip of milk and decided to encourage ahead.

Just ask, and if it sounds dangerous... well, if it's a little bit of a help, I suppose.

"Actually, next time I have a practical exam (test) at the college..."

"... hmm?

"If you score poorly on that practical exam (test), you will be expelled"

Somehow, it was lighter than I thought.

I wonder why the test has something to do with the adventurer.

If you're testing, stick to your desk and study.

"Shall I read the textbook?"

I was attacked trying to practice with demons (monsters) because I was anxious to test my skills.

If you die for that reason, your parents can't cry either.

You'll cry eventually though.

"Ugh... I'm good at writing, but my practical skills..."

"Typical head."

Don't tell him.

Hit the medal from the top of your pocket silently. My thighs (thighs) hurt a little.

"Well, you don't seem like a good athlete."

"Ugh."

I guess you cared, groaning small and looking down.

Kind of like a small animal.

And since I'm in the front, there's a valley of my chest... even if I do have such a fine object, I wouldn't be good at exercising.

I think of why I don't like Francesca's exercise, and I think there's nothing I can do about it.

Rather, it's worse to have such fine objects. What would it be so if I ate it?

My old buddy had a woman close to my age.

She, it was already... arr. If I put it in words, I won't because they're going to find out where I am and they're going to fuck me.

By the way, in this case, it is killing.

I want her to tell me what she eats every day.

"I can't believe you're exercising. You just have to move your body. You should stop crusading demons."

Not suitable, I just couldn't say.

Well, maybe I can tell you. It wouldn't actually be for you.

Now that I've heard the circumstances, I can't recommend a demon crusade.

Still, if you're going to go, you'll have to say it.

"The… practical exam (test) content is the monster crusade."

…………

"Don't fall, this girl"

I thought so too.

Or what about a school that lets students crusade demons?

There are usually dead people out there. You can't do it as a school. A lot.

"Where is school?

"It's a magic city college about three days by carriage from this village."

It was a school of doomed Itoko.

A magic city, as its name suggests, is a city where magicians gather as if they were studying magic throughout the city.

Similar places include tactical cities, commercial cities, and steel cities.

Tactical cities bring together people without magic to learn how to use swords, spears, and other tactics.

You think the people out of this town are knights and soldiers in the king's capital?

There are more things in this town like dojos than schools. I mean, brain muscles. All the brain muscles.

There are many places where study is only about reading, writing, and minimal computation of letters.

The city of commerce, as its name suggests, is a city where commerce flourishes and is said to be the largest city in the human country 'Imnesia'.

In fact, I think he's more vibrant than Wang Du.

And there's a school in this town that learns about commerce.

Good turnover, but I can't even flatter you that security is good because there are some dark parts for it.

The city of Steelology is a town of blacksmiths.

Elves and dwarves have been invited from Elflame, the kingdom of the Beast, to produce magical-granted weapons and spiritual silver (Mithril) weapons.

Magic and misrillic weapons sold throughout 'Imnesia' are only produced in this town.

It's not very efficient, but there are national policies, distribution issues, all sorts of things?

There are also learning quarters in a slightly larger village, but it is normal to go to some city if you are to learn something in earnest.

Even so, going to those places would be about rich aristocrats, or kids who are told to be prodigies and geniuses and get the city folks to pay for their eye-catching tuition.

In a country kid, he's the one who can't afford to pay for school and comes home.

In that sense, I guess this woman is really a nobleman and a lady in a rich place.

Magic City.

School of the Magic Instructor... That's the practical exam for the Demon Crusade.

Is it my bias to think that a study report or something sounds more like a demon conductor?

"You didn't throw a party with your classmates or something?

"I was actually planning on working with my alumni (classmates), but you all avoided me..."

"What the hell?"

"Really."

I just have to be shy.

I don't know why, but both my classmates and school who turned this woman on her own for the dangerous exam of crusading demons are crazy.

Don't you know the danger (reality) of a demonic crusade, or was it behind something?

I don't know the rank, but I'm assuming it's a noble lady. If there was a problem, the responsibility would go to school too.

That sounds like a hassle.

"Well, please..."

Oh, I knew it, I thought.

I can predict the next word.

The question is whether or not to ride.

As far as I'm concerned, there's no problem. More than that, if this woman is a nobleman, I can expect quite a reward as well.

But the question is, how did this woman end up crusading monsters alone?

I hope I think too much, but something is going to happen.

I want you to give me a break. I have no problem teaching noble women what an adventurer is.

Even this one, if you could be close to such a beautiful woman, you would nod in two replies.

But I'm sorry to bother you.

I know what I'm doing. I want you to give me a break for trouble and prominence.

But I want something first. I want it badly.

If it's a reward from nobility, maybe gold - no, about silver...

"Can you tell me how to fight?

"Oh, okay"

He turns his sincere gaze to me as he embarks himself.

Yeah, get out of here.

By doing so, the abundance of fruit, held against the breast of the skin, did shake.

And when I realized it, I was snorting in two replies.

'I'm not angry, so where did you just look and respond? Say it.'

"Your eyes don't seem to be lying, and I don't mind..."

Distract from your gaze.

It's not that I felt guilty, or that I was afraid of the anger of the medal in my pocket.

Outside the window, it was hatefully clear.

Back in the guild, there was no such thing as a bear adventurer.

Probably taking the rookies and teaching them how to hunt.

In these rural villages, young people are a valuable force of war.

You think it's a lesson to properly plant from the basics and tell them to the next generation?

A boy at the reception looks at me with a surprised face.

"Surprised... I can't believe Mr. Range brought a woman"

"Huh. I'll do it when I do it."

"I don't do it all the time."

Ugh.

Poison the twitching from inside your pockets with your heart.

But still, does that voice seem happy because I'm serious about doing my job?

Besides, I don't usually have to ask you to crusade demons.

I hope I don't get more of a novel about taking this as an opportunity to be more serious.

Well, if I get paid for this request, it's going to be easier for a while.

"But magic city. Hey. You've come a long way to find prey."

That neighborhood does have too many guilds strained and may be a hassle to find demons for the exam contents, but there should be less danger.

Even so, I can't believe it took me three days to get to one country like this.

When I asked him in person, he didn't have a request to crusade the demon he was targeting until he came here from the magic city.

I wonder if that happens.

If a student were to hunt, it would be about goblin or cobolt.

It's also accompanied by professional adventurers.

"Now, which demon (monster) are you looking for?

He asked me to teach him how to fight, but I can't even tell him if I don't know who the goal is.

I understand a little bit about the traits and stuff because I fight with the general demons during the Demon Crusade.

If it's a demon like a crusade request in the country, I can teach you enough.

Yes, I had a sweet idea.

Such a simple request will give you a reward.

It's an oak.

"A pig."

"If it works, don't put it on a fancy meal."

Oak.

Actually, it's not a pig, it's a demon with fangs on his pig-like nose. There are no pigs in this world in the first place, so the word pig doesn't make sense.

When I saw Francesca tilting her neck strangely to my words, it soothed something.

That oak.

Around two meters in size, notably because of his large arm strength and strength and body, he is unusually tough.

The movement is as blunt as it looks, so if you're not alarmed, we can figure it out... maybe.

View Francesca.

... Until I'm done, I won't have the strength.

"Is there a time frame or something on the exam?

"January. I've been using it for about another week, so I thought maybe 20 more days."

"Then you have plenty of room."

Look for a request for an oak crusade, but no.

Well, there will be times like that, I'll decide.

Goblins and cobolts gush into forests and meadows, but oaks gather in forests or caves.

Or come down to the people to fish the country fields.

Orcs eat basically anything. Vegetables, meat, humans.

So if I show up in the village, I'll get a crusade request as soon as I can. And it's easy to hunt, so they hunt it right away.

There it is strong but dull (Noro), and the meat can be sold as edible, so it has a great flavour.

Crusade rewards and oak meat sales. I can make ten days easier with that income alone.

There shouldn't have been any caves around here, so you'll either go deep into the woods or at worst move to a village with a cave nearby.

Sit back in this village for a month.

Maybe it's not too bad to travel, I think.

Meeting with Francesca could also be a good opportunity.

"Is it time to continue your journey?"

"Journey, is it?

"The inexplicable goal is to find an oak."

"What a delicate journey of purpose..."

Totally.

But that's who we are.

My partner (Ermenhilde) and I laugh small.

My new traveling companion looked up at me like that strangely.