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

I pulled my hand forcefully.

Milkit looked painful, but Flam bows his head, "Sorry, just a little patience".

That's all that convinces me. I'm happy that she'll be next to me.

He followed the Satyrus-like woman as she drew the crowd and was sometimes hit on the shoulder.

But - no matter how much I looked, I couldn't find her again.

"... because of your mind, was it?

"Master, what's wrong?"

I should tell you why.

But if it was someone else's aerial resemblance, it would make Milkit anxious.

No, already at the moment - then I guess I should honestly confess.

"I saw someone very similar to Satyrus,"

"Oh, no... 'Cause that guy did yesterday...!

"Yeah, he must have died,"

That too, I should have smashed the contents, a phrase that slammed my whole body.

Then why are people walking flat in town with exactly the same appearance as that?

"I just saw it for a while, so there's a chance I might be mistaken... but for once, can I go to the East Side?

"You can't have delicious rice as it is now, so I think you should do that"

The flavour of cooking depends to a large extent on the human emotions eating.

I say we eat expensive dishes, we should remove the seeds of anxiety.

The two left the central district, which was ruined by man, and headed to Satyrs' mansion.

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In conclusion, nothing was available.

Private soldiers looking restless, standing in front of the gate.

Flam whitefully asked him, "Is something wrong? asked."

Of course, there was no obligation to answer to slaves, and at first he had a strange look.

But whether people are good or well-educated,

"I'm telling you, Mr. Satyrs has gone missing because it's already been a long time since we've talked."

He talked to me.

Flam said, "What, that Mr. Satyrus!" And this again exaggerates, and strikes me as a white surprise.

If that's all you ask, I have no business anymore.

When we talk appropriately, we move away from the spot.

And when you travel to a place where the soldiers are out of sight, you stop and snap.

"I guess it was my fault..."

If Satyrus is alive, he shouldn't have bothered to say he's missing.

Even the soldiers who are supposed to be in the mansion all the time. Oh, it is still believed that her body has not been found left in a hidden room.

"Since there have been a lot of things lately, isn't your husband tired, too?

"Maybe."

I'm unconscious.

All the more so, you should enjoy a holiday like today's.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. Now it's time to head to the restaurant."

"Yes."

For one thing, one ingredient of concern that diminished the taste of the meal disappeared.

The two returned to the Central District, eagerly seeking expensive restaurants facing the boulevard.

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The meal was delicious for the price.

Most importantly, there were a few difficulties other than flavor, just because the clerk didn't quite guide me in the back or was likely to be hooked up by a strange male customer - showing a bag with gold coins made the clerk quiet, and the man was crushed by the flam on the contrary, which is a minor problem.

Every time Milkit carried the first dish he ate into his mouth, he was trying to hit the ingredients and seasonings used, making sure he felt the tongue and flavor.

Smiling at her like that, she also savours fine cuisine that she has never eaten.

Lunch means you can enjoy it at some affordable price compared to the night, so many customers dress casually in the store.

Of course, there were some flashy dressed people who claimed that they lived on the East Side, but that would be more of a minority there.

As they proceeded with their meals, they also forgot that if they noticed, they saw a Satyrus-like figure.

When I leave the store, I look around at various shops until the sun tilts.

Look at the accessories at the outdoor store and fit the question attack on what kind of design stuff you like for your mill kit.

Even if you find curse gear, you still can't find it and somehow buy a kitchen knife that has nothing to do with it.

I went into a different clothing store in the morning, bought a new pair of white hot pants from Flam, and further embarrassed Millkit by dressing up just like Flam -

Forget the unpleasant. The two of us would have looked year-to-year, not to mention the outfit.

Sixteen and fourteen, in fact, she is a playful girl.

Fully enjoying the day, Flam and Milkit bought the ingredients at the end and returned home.

To Eterna, who welcomed me,

"Good luck with your date"

and also be teared up.

When the flam went up upstairs, to the ink I noticed footsteps, over the door,

"Flam, did you enjoy your date?

or even said.

Well, the residents said whatever they wanted, but thanks to the fact that it was fun, there's plenty of room in the heart for Flam right now.

"Yeah, it was fun," he replied without getting weird, "and both Eterna and Ink were honestly happy with 'that was good'.

Afterwards, as Flam trains in purification and magic control of the plana in his own room, he hears Milkit cooking dinner from the ground floor.

Of course the training was interrupted, she went down the stairs and started helping to prepare dinner in line.

As the completion approaches, Eterna faces the living room, caught by the smell.

Without eating the unworkable, he forced her to carry the dishes as well, and a soothing dinner began.

At the end of it, free, leisurely flowing post-meal time begins.

Flam tries to observe the mill kit immersed in making accessories in the room, or hugs her from behind, sitting in bed and reading the book for two.

When the bath is ready, it will basically be soaked in the hot tub in the order of Eterna, Flam and Milkit.

Ink looks like Eterna is wiping her body in her room, I guess after a while Eterna and I will be in.

When I get up from the bath, all I have to do is go to bed.

We go into the same bed, a little embarrassed, but stick together perfectly and fall asleep feeling each other's body temperature.

Goodbye to happy reality and dream happily ever after.

I stay up late at night without a thing.

At least not until today.

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The next day, Flam headed to the guild in the morning.

I take the job from the irrefutable attitude Eela again today, leaving the King's Capital and hunting for D-rank monsters.

Powerfully, you can no longer afford to fight A-ranked monsters.

The problem is that no matter how much you look around Wang Capital, there are only monsters that are about B rank.

In order to achieve a higher rank, as long as you don't get paid for the violence of numbers, like Dayne, you must also actively expedite.

Most importantly, the purpose of Flam right now is not to give him the Adventurer Rank.

As things stand, I can only secure enough income to live my days on the request of hunting monsters around the Wang Capital.

In addition, above all, Fram himself was sometimes not as interested in status and honor as he was in the current rank, which was satisfactory enough.

When I finish the request, I will also hunt for a monster that has nothing to do with Eterna's request to become an ingredient in the medicine.

It was about evening that Fram finished all his work and returned to the guild again.

Give the requested item to Eela at the counter,

"You're too good to be boring."

and get slapped hateful.

I received my reward while having a light verbal fight from there.

"No, is Mr. Gadio in his room?

"Master would have left earlier today. Tell him I'm going to the store you taught me."

"To me?

The verse that comes to mind - there was.

When I met her at the guild a while ago, she said, 'Do you know what kind of food little girls like these days?' They asked me.

Gadio and the others took a lot of account of the inquiry, but now that I think about it, I guess that was about Halom.

And that's when Flam answered:

'Yeah, yum. It's delicious.

I visited with Cyril one day, it should have been the name of a confectionery store.

When I still remember her smile back then, my chest hurts.

But at least the time we spent together was a good memory, and it definitely tasted like cake.

I want to believe that I made no mistake in my taste that I recommended.

"But... that shop."

It definitely tastes great, but it has a very fancy look to it.

Imagine Gadio going in there - it's an overwhelming mismatch.

It must be floating.

Well, that makes me smile, even though I'm like a father who came to buy cake for his daughter.

"Later, there's someone waiting for you. For the referral office."

"Oh, who would bother to wait for me... that's Mr. Leach"

"I'm starting to get a little scared of your connections when I say master, when I say president of the Mancassie store. Can you introduce me to one of them next time?

"You can think about it when Ella gets to live a little more seriously."

"Damn, I'm not busy. Are you still going to live like this?

Leave the perverse Eela alone, and Flam approaches the reach waiting for her at the referral office.

He seems to have both elbows in mind for something about the table.

I didn't realize she'd come to the guild until Flam said hello.

"Oh, Mr. Flam... you're here"

"I seem to have kept you waiting even though you're busy."

"No, because I was just waiting on my own. I really... I really wanted to check something out."

A somewhat mysterious look on the reach, Flam sitting in the seat across the street accidentally finds himself too.

After several hesitations, he said in a smaller voice, slightly lower than usual, checking to see if there were any people around who were eavesdropping on the story.

"Is it really true that you killed Satyrus?

In that inquiry, Fram breathed.

Why was he supposed to be busy waiting for her until he took the time out on purpose?

And at the end of the question, is it confirmation of Satyrus' life and death?

It's my fault, it's a mistake, to block such an escape route, a combination of answers.

"... is she alive?

"Yes, it seems true that he went missing, but last night, he went back to the mansion. I did have a conversation with her this morning."

"Oh no..."

Flam held his head.

So much so - that by then you have thoroughly destroyed your whole body, but are there people or something that won't die?

I did also confirm the moment my heart stopped.

Were you a Shadow Warrior?

No, because it's weird at the point where you can get in and out of that room.

On the contrary, then, is it possible that Satyrus, who had a conversation with Reach this morning, is a more shadow fighter?

"Mr. Leach, at that time, how was Satyrs?

"The discomfort, there was. The first time you saw me, you didn't know my face. No matter how sick you were, there's no way that Satyrus would make such a mess of you. But I immediately remembered that the conversation that followed was not at all different from the usual Satyrus."

"Really? Seriously, you were Satyrus..."

"As far as I can tell from Mr. Flamm's atmosphere, she did get into your hands,"

"Yes, definitely. There's no way he's alive in that state."

And if Leach's words are true, it's likely Satyrus himself.

Even if there were shadow fighters in the first place, it would be impossible to prepare a person with the exact same face.

Even if we could be close, it's hard to deceive a superior human eye like Reach.

"Human beings who are supposed to be dead will come back to life,..."

There is only one organization (...) that can do that.

Church.

There was a study of reinvigorating the dead as soldiers loyal to orders by embedding the core in the corpse... it should be.

Rather than being a loyal soldier, Satyrs is resurrected in a way that is no different from his lifetime.

Depending on what you think, this one's even scarier.

"Mr. Flam, you look familiar."

"It's..."

The Reaches have not yet set foot deep into the human experiments being carried out by the Church.

Now, still, when he was in a place where he could turn back, Fram felt.

So I can't tell you, I shouldn't tell you.

"The Church has five cardinals under the Pope… well, if I may say so, the top executives of the organization. One of them, Slovanak Seiti. Looks like he's the one Satyrs made the deal with."

"Ha, ha, really?"

"Illegal supplies, including drugs, held by the Church - entrusted with their control - will mean Slovanak. Others overseeing the Church Knights are Satuki, priests and nuns in charge of Tarchi, Pope Fedoro's most trusted advisor Toizzo, and… Farmo administers the study, now called the nucleus of the Church"

Reach didn't want to tease his knowledge apart.

"Farmo travels frequently and the research facility is believed to be outside the Wang capital. We haven't been able to grasp it yet, but we're constantly monitoring it - and we understand that they're conducting inhumane experiments, yes, we haven't grasped the evidence yet, but we do."

"Are you trying to tell me it's too late where I shy away?

"Good guess and helpful"

"Ha... are you sure? Church kills people fine, even Mr. Welsey could be in danger."

"That would be why. If it's just a rights group, I'm not going to go after it that far either."

The fewer people involved, the better.

But the Church loses its forgiveness day by day.

Their research to escalate will eventually involve more innocent people.

For example, it is only a matter of time before the Reaches, who examine the Church of their own volition, are targeted.

Then maybe we should pull in early and work together.

"Satyrus was resurrected… perhaps by a research team called Necromancy, present inside the Church"

"I mean, that team is doing research to resurrect the dead," he said? Can you do that?

The question of reach is best.

Even Flam hasn't believed it yet.

But given that it replaced the heart of the ink and maintained life activity, it can also resuscitate the dead.

I feel that way.

Most of all, resurrected humans are no longer life forms apart from their original ones.

Next, Fram also spoke to Reach about a crystal lens called the Origin Core used by the Church.

Embedding it in monsters and humans and turning it into a monster that uses odd powers.

That the carcass in which the hands and feet were recently found in Wang Du have grown is its victim.

And the power known as Origin has a will, and the flam is being targeted.

"It was far beyond my imagination."

That's what Reach said when he finished listening, he covered his face with his hands.

I guess my head is confused.

Until he reboots, Flam waits silently for him.

"... but by now the Church should have hidden its research. If so, why is Satyrus walking out with dignity"

"Are you in a hurry, or are you experimenting with something by yourself?

"Then you shouldn't have to choose someone as prominent as Satyrus. Maybe it's a trap to attract Mr. Fram who killed her..."

If so, it's a terrible cunning.

Yesterday, however, Flam visited Satyrs' mansion, but since then, there has been no action from the church.

If it was a trap, they'd be stranded.

"I can barely read the Church's intentions."

"Yeah. One thing I can tell you, including Mr. Flamm, is that you shouldn't be as close to Satyrs as you can be right now,"

Even after exchanging information, I don't know why she came back.

Reach said he had a job, and the occasion was once dissolved.

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- I've done things I'm not used to.

What I remember is when I lined up at the store to buy Tia's favorite.

Until I was ashamed, I bought someone's gift since then.

"I hope Keraina and Harom are happy..."

Gadio gets a small box with cake and goes home.

Even he realizes it.

You must not be dragged into the death of Tia and Soma forever.

I want Gadio to grasp my happiness, that's what they would want.

But the biggest question is whether Gadio can convince himself.

Coward who deserted his beloved women, best friends, and companions - unless he can abandon such self-blame, he can't move on.

Still, if only we could live up to the expectations of Keraina and Halom at all.

The cake I bought when I couldn't do it had that in mind.

Stand in front of the gate.

Nervous without a pattern, Gadio exhaled, "Phew."

Then he heads to the front door, and at that moment when he tries to enter the mansion, the door opens from the inside.

"Ha... ha... Ga, Gadio, you're finally home!?

It was Keraina with a blue expression who welcomed him.

"Oh, I thought to Halom, I bought some cake."

"Oh, thanks...... but, well, not quite!

The condition is unusual, did something happen to Halom?

Keraina pulls her arm and tries to take him somewhere, but stops on the spot with her voice up "Ah......"

Gadio followed her gaze and looked at the person standing ahead - as well, frozen.

"Welcome back... well, in this case, the opposite is true"

She said in a bright voice, no less than Gadio's memory.

"I'm home, Gar-kun"

Full grin.

Overlap.

Six years ago, I let him go, I lost my life, with the face of a woman I love more than anyone else - oh, no, it's not where it overlaps.

Not at all, it hasn't changed.

"Tia, is it?

You can't be wrong to look at it.

At least as far as she's concerned, Gadio never forgot that face for a moment.

But that's why I'm confused.

Why? - It's impossible.

"Of course! It doesn't matter which way. It's me. Gar-kun's partner and wife, Tia Laskat."

That's ridiculous.

Before I rejoiced, my head turned white.

I must have seen the scene where she died.

Yet, for some reason, Tia stands there, no different from her lifetime.

It's an anomaly, a sight you shouldn't accept.

Warn, warn.

I make a noise reluctantly that the reason I've been trained to be an adventurer doesn't come close.

But the joy of blowing something like that filled Gadio's head with time differences.

From that hand, a small box with cake falls.

If you notice, he was hugging Tia's body full of strength.