A Black Knights slave has been pulled out by the White Adventurer Guild to S-rank.

End of story

Hole enlarged by hammer.

Zid walks on the burnt ground to confirm Yusef's body.

The worn out corpse didn't keep what it once was. It is missing or carbide.

But there was definitely a body.

"Dead? Are you still dead after all that magic?"

Jeed looked down with some admiration.

The flesh, strengthened by magic, has lost its body and lost its place of destination, while still clutching to the flesh with immense magic.

It was an overwhelming victory when I finished.

But what was Yusef is still so much room for magic.

Things would have changed if he had been a combat experienced.

"You named the Seven Demon Nobles and all the next Demon Kings."

Zid was temporarily serving his country.

That's why I somehow see the end of this aftermath.

Even though many people were gathered from all over the country. This matter undoubtedly gave rise to a crack in the people and demons.

Make it a performance, make it an act of thinking of the people, there must be a country that tries to move. That's also somewhat multiple.

Jeed turns around.

(... Few guys would have died no matter how much Soria or Sufi was rescuing)

Collapsed walls.

People damaged by demons.

There were only a few who had stopped the demons coming from outside.

He must have died from those who were trying to escape first. There was a line of people stopping from a certain place.

You can never blame the first person who tried to escape. Because that's the natural reaction.

This is a one-sided attack.

(People's morale will increase, no doubt. Nothing can be stopped by reason anymore)

Astianism must have collapsed.

Religion does not just give hope. We don't just share a place where we can get away, where we can depend.

It also takes on the role of pointing to the way of life.

That creates reason and morality. This situation was very bad.

Yusef was still dead and left a big claw mark.

"Mr. Jeed!

There's a girl's voice coming from behind.

When Jeed looked back, Sufi was running over.

"What?

At the same time I saw Sufi, I also saw the people behind it.

The Demons had been defeated, and everything had already been spent on rescue operations.

Looks like Yusef was the only one left.

"What happened to Zai Fonde ⁉"

"He's dead.... Better not look"

"No, I'm fine. I'm used to it."

Sufi peeks at Yusef's body.

I don't scratch, I don't dye my face blue.

Having only crossed many fronts, Sufi seemed accustomed to this degree of corpse.

Sufi, who confirmed the body, nods only once.

"Now we can rebuild Astianism. Good. Really good......! Thank you, Mr. Zied!

"I don't need it, thank you. It's a drag."

"Still, you saved the people here. We couldn't have helped so many people alone.... Thank you so much, so much!

Sufi bowed her head and thanked her from the bottom of her heart.

◇

The pedestal of the square remained spicy.

Although the bronze statue of the collapsed goddess does not retain the prototype.

Still, Sufi stands on the pedestal, takes the loudspeaker and speaks to those who are still staying inside and outside the square.

'Guys, listen up!

Everyone turns their gaze to Sufi's voice.

"Now the Seventh Demon Noble Yusef and all Demons have been swept away! By the knights of the holy republic, by the sword saint phil, and by the zeed!

"" "Whoa!!!" "

Waiting, people raise their voices in tune with Sufi's voice all the time.

Everyone was fighting.

I saw knights fighting demons and supported them. Or some of them helped with the rescue effort. Some tried to escape.

All those people were fighting.

That is why this joy was enjoyed.

'Ladies and gentlemen, it's okay. There is hope for people even when they are attacked by demons in this way! Dear Virgin Soria, who is rescuing wounded people. Knights and Zeeds defeating what they have attacked...... and you all! There is always salvation -!'

Such, throw words that give people hope.

Zid leaves alone from the square, sidelined by such a figure of Sufi.

(... it doesn't seem rough with him. Were you worried?)

That's what Jeed thought.

◇

"Wait, Jeed. Where are you going?"

Away from the square for a while.

I was called out where I plugged into the woods.

"Where? You're going home? What are you doing here, Phil?"

He must have rushed after me.

There was Phil breathing on his shoulder just a little bit.

"If you ask me what I want, I have a lot to answer for..."

"Is this about the apology? Then I really don't need it. I hope you apologize to Queena and Sheila."

"Ah, oh. I will. It's awkward."

"Then why don't we go with him? I owe you an apology."

"Why did Jeed? This is my problem."

"That's because, indirectly, it's something I got involved in, so I have to apologize, too, right?

That's all I'm willing to do.

Then it would be easier to apologize together.

Phil missed my eye whilst he snorted.

"Right, right. Was I still causing you such trouble?"

"Oh, this is also an indirect one. You've got me involved."

"I'm so sorry... but that's why I don't want you to lose sight of Master Soria"

"Why would Soria come out there?

"It is! Because I have always been beside Master Soria. So Soria's impression too..."

"You can't back off. Your thought circuit is a mess."

"... ugh"

They'll say terrible things, but they haven't even disputed it.

I guess you know there's no such thing as that strength or reason.

"Don't be too constrained by one thing. Think of something else and make it easier."

Give me some advice for now and keep the word going.

"That changes the story, but you said there was a lot going on. Is there anything else you'd like to say?

"Ah, oh. Well, Master Soria has always wanted to talk to you. But I can't really see the opportunity to fix it. So now that we're nearby, why don't you meet and talk to me?"

Now's your chance.

In the end, this guy puts Soria in first thought.

I guess that's why it's a mess.

You just should have told the guild directly about the charisma party. You came to me. Well, I guess that also affects your ability to speak.

Even if that were the case, selling fights to Queena and Sheila to measure my strength would also be bad.

"There's something about the charisma party, isn't there? Nothing. I'm busy. I don't need to go out of my way right now. I'll see you soon."

I guess the fact that Soria hasn't come here hits the rescue effort.

Then you can't let me go and get in the way.

I'm free to wait until the rescue is over.

"So is that..."

"Uh, already. Don't twitch. You don't have that personality. Say exactly what you want."

"... oh. Okay, say it. Admit it. I'll admit it. Jeed's strength is amazing indeed! Above me! But I'm the one who actually thinks of Soria! Because I was the first to rush out to save Master Soria!

He tells me, pointing at me to declare war.

"That's because there's a difference between Phil and me, too, right? You were right under the pedestal, and I was away from the center. I don't care what you think. You can move faster."

"Oh, indeed..."

Ugh... and Phil blocks in.

This guy's a hassle. Can I leave it?

No, if I leave it, they'll come after me later and it looks like a hassle.

"But, well, if I were in the same position as you, I wouldn't have made the same decision. You're definitely better off thinking about Soria."

"!! You bet!? You bet! You're a good guy!

"Oh, wow."

I got up suddenly in high tension.

You're an emotionally unstable guy, this guy.

"Oh, good idea floated"

"... what the fuck?

Suddenly he slaps his hand again and Phil says with a full grin.