A Sword Master Childhood Friend Power Harassed Me Harshly, So I Broke Off Our Relationship And Make

"Heh. Your brother is a winged dragon rider or something. I've heard of people like that up north, but you've never really seen them on board. And the Enestrosa family owns it."

"Winged Dragon is about as big as I've seen it chill, but this guy is big"

"I think it's pretty splendid. I didn't know it was brilliant..."

By the vigilante guarding the city of Imbahanes, me and Dimor, who were driven away, were descending into a square in the ruins of a Royal Army garrison on their way.

The remaining soldiers of the Royal Army, who saw Dimor with the crest of the Enestrosa family, are gathering unusual without a bow.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly pushed... My name is Flick, and I'm an adventurer traveling on a request from the Enestrosa family. Actually, I had a favor to ask, and I was wondering if you could let me stay here with Wing Dragon for a while? I'll make sure this guy keeps what I say, and I'll make sure everyone in the garrison doesn't get in trouble."

When I got off Dimmol, I asked an old soldier who felt like he was in a position of responsibility among the remaining soldiers for permission to stay.

The old soldier looked alternately at Dimmol and my face and looked like he was thinking something, but eventually he was nodding.

"There is more to us than the crest of the Borderline House. You can use it freely if you want with these flashy garrison tracks."

"Thank you! I'll be camping on the edge of the garrison to keep you out of the way."

I'm glad the old soldier was someone who could tell a different story from the vigilante.

If you shoot an arrow, it could become a seed for rubbing as hostility, more than Dimol has the Enestrosa family crest.

Did the vigilante know what that crest meant and still let Dimor go?

Getting caught up poorly can cause a personal fight between Gile, Lord of Invahannes, and Lloyd, Lord of Yughannotes.

Susana told me that there hasn't been a single private fight between nobles in the Kingdom of Hartford since the onslaught.

There was also my alarm that if you fly high, you won't find it, but I can only hope Noelia delivers well.

Worst of all, if I can't get into the city of Imbahanes, do I have to stay in this garrison to search for Abyss Walker and visit the sorcerer?

I exhaled as I stroked Dimmol's body.

"Looks like you've been chased back by some of the vigilantes in Inverhanes for that. Those people are a bunch of people who just want to get out of the way without thinking deeply about the meaning of the crest, so we'll see if they got rid of you."

An old soldier was guessing what had happened in the city because of my condition.

"Yes, it is. I wish I had made an offer to the Inverhanes side beforehand, but I also had this clue and it was trouble..."

The old soldier looked at me like he said 'I knew it'.

"They've been waking up with us garrisons for a long time. I don't know if you mind putting up the crest of another house, even though the lord should be entrusting you with the policing of Imbahanes..."

The old soldier looked frightened when he found out about the vigilante outrage.

The soldiers who were gathered around listening to me look just like the old soldiers.

"In the days when we were entrusted with security, I didn't let you get into such trouble... Don't you think the Radcliffe and Enestrosa families will start a private fight because of this?"

I feel sorry for the old soldier's crush.

I knew I should have made an offer in advance before I took him.

Let's try to keep this failure alive for the future.

"Excuse me. If I had made a proper offer..."

"No, no, the trouble is with the vigilantes. You deserve more disrespect for shooting with arrows, even in other houses, than winged dragons have that good looking crest. Lord Flick doesn't have to apologize."

"That made it a little easier for you to say that"

I thank the old soldier for telling me not to worry about getting into trouble with the vigilante and bow my head deeply.

"Nevertheless, I didn't know Wing Dragon would miss people like this...... As I said earlier, you are free to use this garrison site anywhere. There's plenty of room for nothing, and there's extra stables."

The old soldier listened to me and was impressed to see Dimor resting his wings for the most part.

The soldiers of the wild horses also look at Dimor in his mouth, praising and admiring him.

Dimor seemed to know he was praised as well, and he rested his feathers in a relaxed manner, not ringing when the soldiers touched him.

"Thank you for your consideration. Okay, me and Dimmol will let you use the stables. This guy doesn't like to get wet in the rain, so I appreciate having a ceiling."

"Go ahead, go ahead. It may be a little damaged, but feel free to use it."

"Queer!"

When Dimol rang to thank the old soldier, the soldier said, "Oh."

I guess I didn't think Wing Dragon had intelligence.

Then I was moving with Dimmol to a stables outside the garrison, and I was starting to get ready for bed.

"Master, did Dimor get kicked out?

The Devil's Sword spoke to me as I was beginning to prepare Dimmol for bed.

I thought he was asleep because he kept his mouth shut, but apparently he was awake when he was interacting earlier.

"Well, a little bit of a mistake. I'm just saying you didn't give me enough consideration. Because they didn't know Dimmol was listening to me. Normally, you'd think if Wing Dragon came down, you'd be attacked."

'Really...... After all, do people learn to fear unfamiliar objects?

The Devil's Sword was squealing so in a serious looking voice.

"What do you think...... I don't really care, but don't think people are their own. Some people would react like that."

'Ha, is that right... What happens to you, Dimor, who is an organism, and if you are so scared, what happens to you, who is not an organism?

The Devil's Sword shrugs pale and bright out the Devil's Stone.

The Devil's Sword tells me not to speak in public, so I pretend to be just a sword where no one but someone knows the secret.

This demonic sword is an inorganic mass that is not a living thing, but it was a sword with self.

The grunt the demon sword emitted made me hack.

If people find out about this demon sword, most people probably will be scared and hate this guy.

Because no one thinks weapons to fight are intelligent, even talk.

Because it is unfamiliar objects that the Devil's Sword said, it fears its existence, and it hates it.

No matter how many words I exhaust and say there is no harm, just like Dimmol, there is undeniably someone out there who creeps out and doesn't accept this demon sword.

That seemed pitiful to me about the Devil's Sword.

Look for words to comfort the Devil's Sword, who seems to be thinking deeply about it.

"You have me. Well, then, no?

I thought I returned a cheating answer.

'It was! You had a master! As long as you have a master, you can hang in there! I was thinking a little too much! Ugh - I think too much and I'm hot for myself! Can you take care of Dimor when you're done taking care of her?

I feel heartbroken by the voice of the Devil's Sword, which can also be taken as energetic.

I decided to prepare the biggest gift I could give him for at least making amends to the Devil's Sword that makes me think that.

"I'll take care of you, but before I do, I'll give you a gift. Think of this as a thank you from me to you."

"Hawa! Is it a gift!? Like the finest grinding wheel? Or is it a sheath with decorations?

Face the look of the Devil's Sword, which was surprisingly cash.

"Oh, no. I'll give it to you when I can earn it. I thought I'd give you a name this time. I feel sorry for you forever, and you're my partner."

"Huh!? hey, is that a name!? What's your name? Well, that means it's for personal identification, right?

"Oh, you're my partner. I'd appreciate it if you liked the name I'd give you now."

Because I said I would give it a name, the agitation of the Devil's Sword was manifesting itself in the brightness of the Devil's Stone.

"Kiku, even if you suddenly give me a name or something, I'm ready! Oh, you know, getting an individually identifiable name means approaching people from objects - '

"Well, yeah. I didn't originally think of you as a thing. It was just the right opportunity and I'm going to officially give it a name here"

Out of agitation and tension, the Devil's Sword was trembling at will.

'Oh, oh, I didn't hear that!? Kiu, suddenly like that!?

"Well, you can like the name. Today, we prepared the name" Deale ", which means" Crimson Red ". It also includes the meaning of Dimor's discipleship. No, for my sister. Well, either sex is fine."

"Deale!?

The Demon Stone of the Devil's Sword was violently and brightly extinguished by giving it its name.

"Queer!"

"Dimmol seems to like it. What do you say, Deale?

'Ha, no, no!! Deale is fine!! I like the dire!! Master's partner, Demon Sword Deale...... Cool no no!! Thanks!! Call me definitely Deale in the future!! Dimmol too!!

"Queer!!

The Devil's Sword was manifesting joy all over his body when he glowed Bikabika and the Devil's Stone.

You never thought you'd be so happy.

I'm glad you're happy because I think I'm going to take care of Deale in the future.

"Well, thank you in advance. Deale."

'Ha!! Master! I have worked so hard to become the Devil's Sword Deale that will cut everything down for the Master and purify the world!!

"Deale, I appreciate you slashing everything, but the world doesn't have to be purified"

'Mm-hmm, roger!

Thus, I gave the Devil's Sword the name 'Deale', and when I made Dimor's bunk, I decided to take care of Deale before going to sleep.