Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

"Thank you, that helped!

When he gave him the bag he had taken, the man grabbed both Flam's hands and wept at the edge of his eyes.

The 30-year-old goes and looks like he does, but his hips are slightly lower, and he seems weak in pushing.

At least I could assure you that I'm not the only one who should be walking on the West Side alone, just by appearance.

"Oh, I'm sorry I'm late to say hello. My name is Leach Mancasey, and I run a small shop."

Reach introduced himself carefully and bowed his head elegantly.

It's called clothing wrapped around him, even for the earlier bag, but the upper-class look is all over him from his own work.

Plus, Fram remembered hearing the name Mancassie somewhere.

And it's not a word in distant memory, very recently.

Then Milkit tapped her shoulder a little and slapped her ear.

"Isn't that the name of the store you visited earlier to buy dinner?

Shortly before they returned to the West End, the two had stopped by a large store that handled fresh food.

"Oh! Yes, the Mancassie store is that... no, no, it's not small at all!?

"No, because it's just the part that hasn't gotten there yet"

I have enough to be humble.

When it comes to the Mancassie store, it's the largest store that handles fresh foods.

If you live in the Wang capital, you are famous enough to say that there are no human beings you have never used.

Though I never saw the president there thinking he was such a soft person with such a soft waist, not even his slave opponent would take such a great attitude.

"By the way, what are your names?

"Uh, I'm Flam, I'm an adventurer on the West Side. So, this is Milkit."

"We are serving your husband"

When introduced to the flam, Milkit bows his head deeply.

Thanks to the made-up clothes, the sequence of motions was much the same.

"Are you Mr. Flam and Mr. Milkit? Mr. Flam, I think I've seen his face somewhere..."

Flam's chest must have rattled as Leach showed the kind of trick he thought.

"I thought so too."

The young nun also agrees.

I know about the face of Fram, a former hero who was at a brave party, when he became president of a church person who was draining Maria and a big store where information-gathering was also part of his job.

"No... haha, because they often say you look like a celebrity"

Flam laughed and misled.

Nobody imagines that Fram Apricot is a slave, so even if he looks familiar to his face, he doesn't seem to think he's him.

Should I say ”thanks to” or ”because” of that, when she claimed that it was “her fault," they didn't pursue it any further.

"Was it your fault, I'm sorry I said something strange"

"No, never mind"

It's not my fault, so my chest hurts just fine when I can keep my head down.

"What about your nuns?

"Are you kidding me? You guys are called Saila Ambilen, and as you can see, you're working hard on Originalism!

Because the countryside hasn't slipped out, a one-person "ooh” suits Yakiyaki.

"Oh, it's still Original! Thank you for your help, I can't thank you enough."

"You don't have to thank me for anything, 'cause I'm a nun for killing bad guys."

Eh heh heh, hands on your hips, and a thin chest tense sarah with a face.

Pure and weak images of nuns in the flam are overwritten by militants.

Neither were the two men stretching at their feet supposed to have imagined that a nun would beat them to death and pass out.

"By the way, what do you do with these guys?

"The bag is back on hand, and as far as I'm concerned, I don't really need to do anything about it."

"Well, if you get all bummed up, you'll be punished."

Two people trying to liberate themselves lightly.

Flam accidentally said, "Heh? ♪ And I raised my voice, you lovers ♪

Would a person who seems to be an adventurer and yet a member of the Dain clan ever have trouble earning money?

Theft at the end of poverty may still have the potential to transform, but perhaps they simply plagiarized the desire for money to play.

Is it something that such a person would reflect on once stretched out?

"Was there a problem?

"Don't think I should stick it out in the right place. I'll probably do it again, these guys."

Flam has certainty.

But Saila seems dissatisfied with the opinion.

"Do you? Humans, once it hurts, isn't it something to reflect on? If the seniors beat you up, you'll reflect and never do it again?

"That's because Saila is a good girl. The real bad guys are the ones who can't be punished if they can't be punished."

"I don't know... that sounds sad"

Saila, sad here, is definitely a sweet girl.

Flam sat back and continued to say as he stroked her head.

"Right, sad, but this is reality. But if a kid like Saila works hard, I think it'll get better sometime."

"... ok, hey, good luck!

And soon to recover, she is undoubtedly a simple child.

If all humans are as simple and pure as she is, then surely the feud will disappear from all over the world.

"That's why I think you should bring in a guard or a church knight. Mr. Leach, is that all right?

"Yes, you'll know better about the West Side, so I'll leave it to Mr. Flamm"

"If you're a church knight, you know someone, so you're calling me!

Saila said that, she went with all her strength.

Neither Flam nor Reach has even said "please” yet.

Looking at Saila's back as she left like a storm, Milkit said.

"You're a healthy girl."

"I'd say it's because of you, but that's the one called youthfulness?

"It's not very, but it's not hostile."

Reach over the age of 30 accidentally laughed bitterly in an old conversation between 16-year-old Flam and 14-year-old Milkit.

"What do you say, Mr. Fram and Mr. Milkit, are you not yet young"

"Yes, but if you can show me that vitality,"

Teens 4-year-old difference 5-year-old difference is something that feels bigger than the numbers.

It may also be that we have no choice but to be envied by being shown the unique power of the child that we have lost.

"Yes, by the way, Mr. Flam."

"Yes?"

Talking to Leach, Flam looked at him.

Then, the gentle expression until earlier is struck and changed, and he takes a serious look.

A suddenly unusual feeling of air.

Flam accidentally set himself up.

"I see you as an adventurer of high strength... if that's all right with you, could you please take my request"

"Request..."

Sure, Flam is an adventurer, but I didn't know that what would also be the top of the Mancassie store would take a request from an adventurer who didn't even know the qualities he'd just met.

Say you don't mind shaping, or they think you're pretty much cornered.

"I'm an F-rank adventurer, and I don't have that power, do I?

Flam said sorry.

"Oh no, are you F-ranked with that strength!?

"Well, I just became an adventurer yesterday..."

The F-rank is lightly crossed if you look at it just by its simple status, but the experience is still shallow.

Adventurers' strengths and weaknesses are not determined by power alone, they say experience and knowledge.

Ability above F-rank! And I wasn't confident enough to say with my chest up, not yet in Flam.

"It's just that your surroundings don't know what you're capable of yet. Besides, if it's not well known, it's more convenient for me."

The clouds get suspicious at once.

To say that it is better to have low visibility can be inferred that it is a request that others do not want to know as much as possible.

I say that I have asked for it directly without going through the guild, and it only smells like trouble.

Leach also noticed that Flam was on guard - loosening his expression a little and starting to talk about the circumstances of why he took the request to her.

"Actually, my wife was down sick."

"That's tough, but then why don't you just ask the church for treatment?

"It's a disease that can't be cured by magic. It is. The priest told me I had to believe in my wife's strength and wait for her to heal."

The mill kit reacts perfectly.

I stung her in the face, just like Mustard poison.

I mean...

"But when I looked into it, I discovered a statement in the literature that it was a drug cure."

"Uh... okay, so do me a favor directly"

Via the guild, it exposes the church that they are trying to make medicines using medicinal herbs.

Reach wanted to avoid it.

The Church has crushed pharmacists for its own benefit.

No, that's not a story of the past.

If you still try to manufacture drugs in secret, no matter how potent they were, you'll be tried for illegal drug manufacture.

The kingdom itself, which strengthens its connection to the Church, lends a hand to it, and even if it were president of the Mancassie store, it would not escape the pursuit of sin if it became clear.

"My wife's medical condition only gets worse every day, if she doesn't get her medication as soon as possible, she could lose her life"

Reach relaxed and said.

So he had no choice but to hide and obtain medication by illegal means.

If she had a low rank as an adventurer and a strong girlfriend, she would have made it possible, he said.

"Of course the reward plays. I understand that the Adventurer mechanism does not involve a request not to pass through the Alliance, but it is also possible to give you a further ride, taking into account that portion"

To be honest, if you flam it - it was an offer you didn't even wish for.

From what I've heard, it doesn't seem like a crime request, and most importantly, you don't have to go through that, uh, unmistakable guild.

When it comes to expensive requests, the amount of fees that enter the Alliance for that matter is also greater.

That's not in their hands.

"What are you going to do, sir?"

"Hmmm...... right"

To Milkit's inquiry, Fram showed a conceivable trick.

The benefits are enormous, but equally risky.

Because if the church can sniff it out, the flam will be in danger again.

But still - I wanted to respond to how Leach feels about his wife.

For that thought alone, the balance leans.

Flam turned to the reaches and told them clearly.

"I'll let you take that request. Mr. Leach."

Then the look on Reach's face, which was rugged, lit a hopeful smile.

"It's true, thank God! Oh God, thank you for this encounter......!

Originalism, which believes in that god, is in the way... and Fram was in the mood to get into it, but naturally he doesn't sap the water.

Tears are conveyed on his cheek, where he holds both hands and prays to heaven, whether he is originally a teardropper or has a history of uninformed and uninterrupted hardship.

But I said I would take the request, but I still haven't heard anything about what kind of herbs I need and where to pick them up.

Asking waiting for Leach's emotions to settle, he said so at first glance.

"By the way, where does that herb grow?

"Actually... I don't know where. I know it's a blue flowering plant called Chiarally, but most of the literature on medicinal herbs doesn't exist anymore."

As the Church disposes of the literature on medicinal herbs, it can be said that it is miraculous just to find out the ingredients.

It would make Leach's “wish to save his wife” obsessive.

"Uh... I see you're asking for it from where you find it."

"That's what happens. I don't even know where it is. Look for the herbs, and I know it's an unscrupulous favor to say. But you're the only one left to rely on!

He said as if to curse.

Exactly when it comes to starting from 0, I'm not even sure about Flam, but -

"I will do better than take it, I will not throw it on the way"

If you have knowledge of medicinal herbs, you have some twitching.

If we can find “her," we might be able to figure it out.

The question is, will she help Fram?

'They bothered me a little, but they eventually agreed -'

"I thought it was the most burdensome thing about your existence..."

Resurrect, Gene's words.

I don't know if it's true.

But even now, that wording continues to shake Fram's mind to erode.

If that's true - she won't cooperate with Flam.

But now I just have to believe it.

"However... I think it will take some time"

"I can't say my wife is in good shape, but it doesn't mean she'll lose her life any time soon. All I can say is," As soon as possible, "sorry for being irresponsible.

No deadline specified, until Leach's wife dies if you insist.

If this ends in time, it doesn't have a bad aftertaste.

Whatever it is, we have to find Chiarally and give it to Reach - Flam's responsibilities are serious.

"The material summarizing the characteristics of Chiarali is in my house, may I come and get it later"

"Okay."

When the conversation about the request comes to a paragraph, I hear Saila, as I predicted the timing.

"Over there!

Bringing two knights wrapped in white plate armor, she comes running pounding over here.

The knights made a circle of light by magic, with which they captured two men who had passed out.

And when I gently exchange words with Reach, Flam, and Milkit, I take them as they are.

It's something that takes you so lightly, Fram looked at you afterwards with admiration.

Probably because Saila was a church official, things went smoothly.

"You're annoying me -!

Saila waves, probably, and drops off the knight.

I would have run all the way here, but I'm fine.

There's just sweat on my forehead, but no cloudiness whatsoever in the full grin on my face.

When she lost sight of the knight, she turned to Fram and said:

"I hope those men are decent when they come out."

"Well, I guess I'd be glad to be a good person."

Security in the West Side will be a little better, and the power of the Dayne faction will be cut.

"By the way, Mr. Leach, I need to ask you something."

"What is it?

Reach back casually.

As Sarah peered into his face from the bottom, she tilted her neck and inquired.

"Maybe something's bothering you? Specifically, with herbal entanglements."

Why, the heart of the flam that she was listening to beside bounced off.

"... No, that's not true"

For a little while, Reach survived on the poker face.

But on the inside, you must be surprised, even Flam is.

I didn't eavesdrop on the story, but I'm being spotted for the request I made earlier.

"Mm-hmm. I was wondering if someone with a similar look might have had a similar problem. At that time, I'll give it to you from the outside."

"Did you give him the herb? Even though you're a church person?

"It doesn't matter. If anyone's in trouble, it's the priesthood who helps, because Marianne taught me!

"Maria..."

"That's right, Marie-san seems like an amazing person traveling with brave men! You were nice to me when I was in church!

Speaking of Mary of the Church, it seems unmistakable in the Virgin Mary Afgens.

Saila's eyes, which speak of her, shine brightly.

Really, you must be admiring it from the bottom of your heart.

But there was a slight discrepancy between Fram's knowing Maria and Saila's saying Maria.

Sure, she's sweet.

But on her journey, she looked strange in front of the Demon Clan, and, as Gene told me, she didn't seem personalized enough to be indivisible and friendly to all humans to call herself the "Virgin" for not using healing magic against Flam.

Of course, Fram also understands that it's a transverse idea to cut “not personable" because you didn't heal yourself.

"So you think it's odd that the church doesn't approve of drugs. If people who can't be saved by magic can be saved by medicine, they should use it more and more!... Oh, please don't tell anyone about this? Because if you ask me, I'm gonna have to pee."

Three people, Reach, Flam and Milkit, looked at each other in response to statements made by Church officials and other Sarah.

“Can I trust you," Reach's gaze seemed to ask them that.

"You know what I don't want to tell you, that's all the church does. But I also want you to know that you want to help Mr. Reach. Plus, there are some herbal books left inside the church, so I think they'll help!

"Are you still in the church?!?

"A very small part of it."

What the hell is it for - but it is possible that there is still information on Chiarally's fertility in the remaining literature.

If you take risks, you shouldn't talk, if you take speeds, you should talk.

Reach had been forced to make a choice.

"Mr. Leach, I think you can trust me at least as far as Saila is concerned. She has very pure eyes, so I don't think she would cheat."

To Fram's words, he closed his eyes and remained silent for a while - having thought about it, he concluded.

"... is that right, if Mr. Fram says so. Mr. Saila, I do have some problems with medicinal herbs. Actually, my wife got sick, and I need a herb called Chiarally to treat her."

"It sounds chiaraly, or I've never heard of it, but I think I'll find out when I find out"

"It's a comforting word. I've already asked Mr. Fram, so can you help me find him? Of course I'll give you the reward."

"I don't need that. People help is a nun's job."

The figure of Saila piercing the spirit of her devotion looked dazzling to Fram.

When they say that, don't you look like a woman who is willing to be rewarded?

"Exactly that..."

"It's okay, and... if I get paid on my own, the church will be mad at me. I don't like it hurting anymore."

Do you remember having painful eyes in the past, Sarah whispers her glutes with a dark face?

The three men, Flam, Milkit and Saila, who were thus to be jointly searched for Chiarally, were led to his house by Leach.

◇ ◇ ◇

Based on the material received at Leach's mansion, Saila immediately began gathering information inside the church.

Although I did some research on Flam, I still don't find any books on herbs in the Wangdu store in the library as well as searchers.

It was not until two days later that Saila visited the depressing flam again.

The note, written down in awkward letters, describes the location of the cave where Chiaralli says he will flock.

"I had a little trouble stealing your eyes, but I'm glad you found me safely"

Saila laughed when she said that.

Even she, the body of the church, seems to have the materials stored where she needs to steal her eyes.

After all, isn't that what was left of it for a proper purpose?

Fram felt so sorry for letting her cross the dangerous bridge.

Apparently the destination is near a town called Enicide.

From Wangdu, it is about two days south by carriage.

He said that Reach would have all the legs and expenses needed to travel, and the three of them just headed to his mansion and told him about it.

Leach was sincerely pleased to find out where Chiarali was, and as soon as he heard about the carriage, he arranged it.

I was able to secure a means of travel, and from here on out, Flam insists I'm fine with just myself.

But so is Saila.

"I'm following you!

I don't ask.

I ended up being relieved of Milkit's "I think it's good," Flam was more rooted for, and she was to accompany him.

I'm worried I can hide it through the church.

"When it comes to helping people, there's no problem. The other nuns are doing great."

I assure you, so it's probably okay.

- We're leaving tomorrow morning.

◇ ◇ ◇

The night before, Milkit, lying in the Inn bed, stared at the ceiling in a dark room nervously unable to sleep on her impending first journey of life.

"Milkit, have you slept yet?

That's when Flam talks to her from the other bed.

"Not yet...... I got nervous"

"Heh heh heh. And so is Milkit."

Apparently, she couldn't sleep nervously, either.

"Well, why don't we talk for a second?

"Please"

"Say and shake it from me. What... hmm, what are you talking about?"

"Then can I ask you something from me?

"Come on, come on."

I'm glad Milkit showed her interest herself, and Flam's voice bounces.

"Has your husband ever traveled?

Milkitt, even with all this flam, doesn't realize she's the hero who was at the brave party.

Perhaps she, who was a slave, did not even know the identity of that participant, even though she knew about the existence of the brave.

Before he was banished, Flam also kept silent that it was not his own thing to say - if this question was a manifestation of Milkit's desire to "know about Flam”.

I felt it would be better for the relationship between the two of us than to find out later on in the accomplishment if we had talked about it earlier.

"Actually, it's me. I was traveling with a brave man."

……

Frequent silence.

Exactly, it seemed impossible to suddenly make people believe in such outrageous facts.

"With the brave, is it? Is that some kind of analogy?"

"Mmm. Probably just as Milkit imagines, brave as it is. I've been with Cyril and Eterna and Gadio for months."

Even the mill kit I'm not too familiar with, I knew about that name.

She was looking up, leaning from body to body, looking toward Flam's bed.

"Uh... that was one of God's chosen“ heroes, "he said?

"You wouldn't believe that if you saw me now,"

"Your husband, you were an amazing man"

I didn't think so.

But I didn't know you were one of the heroes.

Milkit opened her eyes across the bandage and stared at her.

Flam, who felt his gaze, looks embarrassed.

"Ha ha, even though that's not great, I was kicked out because God chose me. On top of that, it was sold to a slave trader and inscribed to a mark that would never go away again."

Flam still has no idea why Origin chose him.

“If only he hadn't chosen." I still resent him.

"Oh, so..."

Milkit is alone, convinced of something.

"What's wrong?

"I'm supposed to be the same slave, but your husband looked dazzled to me. This guy hasn't been stained with anything like a starch of slavery yet, has he? Yet it has always been strange to be put in the same cage... you were still a slave and the sun was shallow, I finally figured out why"

Dazzling, isn't it?

No, it's certainly better than Milkit, who has been a slave for years, that he may have a positive way of thinking about things.

I guess you call that “untainted”.

"Perhaps your husband is still somewhere to go back"

"What, you can't say it like that anymore?"

"Because... it's true"

"If you're telling me I'm still in a place where I can go back and Milkit's sinking, you can't just pull me up."

"Your husband says that again."

Milkit says as troubled, but he also seems slightly happy with his voice.

"Didn't you like it?

"... I don't hate it, I'm in trouble."

"Good for you"

Flam laughed Kerakera.

It was caught and the mill kit blew out to such an extent that it didn't sound "fuzzy" either.

"I hope your journey starts tomorrow and ends safely"

"Yeah, when we get back, let's go eat something delicious with a reward"

"Lunch today was very good. It was my first taste."

"That's not anything expensive...... if you like mill kits, do you want to go over there again?

"Yes."

By exchanging words, some anxiety diminished.

But it hasn't completely disappeared yet.

There are too many parts of the church in particular that cannot be solved.

But it would be futile where Fram, who is not an associate, thought.

She swallowed a glimmering “hunch” around her chest and closed her eyes.

Finally,

"Good night."

"Good night."

In exchange of words, the room is filled with silence.

I can stay up late.

The morning of the journey is upon us.