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Aranzil, once regarded as the strongest brave man in history, is now a retired and easy-going figure.

The track record is too good, so it was a heavy town with a commensurately influential voice, even if it was useless.

So he also has a face for a center guild that heads up all adventurers.

Even today, attendance at the Center Guild Board of Directors was acceptable.

"I've been watching Lady."

Sitting in a chair appropriately, Aranzil says.

Returning from the village of Lax, he was clearer without heart or before.

"He said for a while now he wanted to train and rebuild himself. I think that would be nice, too."

In response to a report from Aranzil, the center-guild directors in the row showed various reactions.

There were those who were upset, those who were convinced, especially those who seemed dull as if they felt nothing.

"So the Demonic Territorial Invasion by the Brave is on the shelf for a while now...!?"

"It's a shame. Because of this, the current generation said that it was a good momentum to defeat the Four Heavens King in a row early in his tenure...!?"

The Center Guild Board lined up the faces of old men who were old enough to take heavy responsibility.

The heart of the guild that manages adventurers. The governing body of all guilds is the center guild.

It was also in the competence of the center guild to select and send out the brave, and it was no exaggeration to say that the ruling class in the human race, so to speak.

"Did you still stop at the Rasparda Fortress in contemporary times? It's still a gateway."

"I don't have a choice. Without the seizure of that fortress, it is impossible to support the brave men who advance within the enemy forces zone. Knowing that, my enemies are dying and protecting me with madness...!

"Lord Aranzil, who dropped that most important base nine times during his active life, is arguably the rare brave man. Makes you feel the strongest in history in retrospect..."

"Every time that Lord Aranzil enters the enemy zone, he puts in a gap and takes back the fortress, so I don't have to take care of him."

Some tension was sparse in the tone of the directors we discuss.

The Brave and Demon King's Army offense, which no longer lasts for hundreds of years, has reached the extreme of chronicity.

No one here believed that one day the brave would defeat the demon king, etc.

Still, however, the very act of selecting brave men to fight demons has come to be accompanied by rights, thus continuing to send out brave men as ever.

That's the existential significance of the brave in this day and age of the world.

Aranzil himself, once a brave man, had a full grasp of its insides.

He tried to avenge himself in the form of a ride on the system because of his own resentment of the demonic tribe, but his reunion with his living son Darriel in the village of Lax made hate disappear and allowed him to be more flexible.

If a junior Lady wants to crusade the Demon King that is unaffected and convincing by the thoughts of the powerful, she wants to support it in the shadows.

"... I don't deserve any praise"

Aranzil speaks out for the board discussing things that are not beneficial.

"Because we failed to fulfill the Demon King's crusade, which is the brave man's original mission. I'm a failed brave man."

"Such humility...!?"

"But I believe that if she is our contemporary girlfriend, she will fulfill her grief"

In the form of an affirmation, Aranzil told.

For that too thoughtful assertion, the directors breathe together.

"... are you expecting that much, to the new brave Lady?

"I don't know. So now, I can do whatever she wants. Lady is not inadvertently postponing it. Defeat the Demon King. With that ultimate goal in mind, we are building the strength to do so."

The mightiest brave man of all time, under his son, who inherited his lineage in colour.

"In the end I could not reach under the Demon King after thirty years. Compared to that, giving Lady a year or two of grace shouldn't be any obstacle."

The Centre Guild Board will accept this proposal.

There is not a single person in this from the beginning who truly thinks that a brave man can defeat the Demon King.

Now we just expect the brave to inspire us as representatives of the human race and to create a variety of rights.

"If Lord Aranzil says so much...!?"

"I've never been stronger than a brave man. So...!

"The Demon King Crusade is the sorrow of the brave, the center guild, and the entire human race..."

"If it's a void to fulfill it, you'll have to accept it."

The argument was settled and Aranzil got a response.

Now Lady will be able to punch into the workout without being bothered by the murmur.

Once she said she was sent a messenger by a center guild rushing the Demon King crusade.

For the first time in that messenger's rampage, he threatened to annihilate the party, so I thought I shouldn't let him pinch any more exits from the uniforms at the scene.

That's why Aranzil returned to the center guild until he was away from his lovely grandson and bought the workmanship and left...

"Sounds like you deserved the hard work..."

I shrugged in a small voice that no one could hear.

But......

"I'm not convinced."

A sharp voice flied slashing and tearing apart Aranzil's thoughts.

"It's too long. I wonder if the repetition of that postponement has distracted the final goal and made the meaningful Demon King crusade unfulfilled to this day."

The voice didn't sound familiar.

A voice that interacts among the old center guild directors and sounds relatively young.

"Are you...?

"Don't you know me, Lord Hero? I can't help it either. I recently joined the board of directors..."

Aranzil boasts an enormous brave name among the human race. The director, who even sends an indiscreet glance at him, was young and stern as he introduced himself.

That said, I was in my late forties when I was old. If you look at the adventurer who fights with flesh from Mizu, he's a rottle old, but a young man as a profession whose connections and experience remain strong.

But that's why he's gaining momentum.

"My name is Roselwi. It would be an honor if you could remember this name, the famous Lord Aranzil..."

"Hmmm...!?"

"Now to get back to it, the center guild lacks a sense of urgency, don't you think?

Mouthwatering like the youngest but ketching on the authority of the board itself.

Aranzil still can't tell if he's just impolite, or if he's got a temper.

"Our center guild continued to send out brave men over the past hundred years. Still can't defeat the Demon King. So it doesn't matter if you can't defeat the Demon King for years, decades and years to come. Wouldn't such a tranquil mindset distract the goal more?

"Lord Roselwi, isn't your mouth too much?

"No, we should be more desperate. If we cannot defeat the Demon King, we will perish. You can't achieve your big goal without being as prepared as you are!

He was a man who said good things about prestige.

Are you full of passion for just being on the board?

"So what do we do?

Aranzil had no choice but to turn to the water.

"Are you telling me you're going to put your life on the training lady and let her head straight to Fort Lasparda? Actions that remain unprepared can be the source of failure. Is it your desperation to waste your precious brave men?

"If the brave Lady wants to be ready, you just have to make it as ready as you like."

I'll tell you what.

"Neither do I intend to confuse the front line by just putting my mouth out from the rear, etc. However, I would suggest that we explore more alternatives."

"Another means?

"The demon king is defeated by the brave. I think we're all too caught up in that stereotype. I want to add some arrangements to that concept."

"Get in."

When Roselwi sends a signal on his own, he responds to it and opens the conference room door.

Men and women entering solemnly.

There were three of them.

"Pigallo."

"My name is Altamir"

"Zester, I've got you."

At a glance, the entrant who names himself orally was found to be an adventurer because of his strictness.

Besides, he's a formidable warrior...

"They...!?"

The other directors also glanced at the intruders.

Apparently, he looks familiar.

"Aren't those the adventurers who were in the brave selection ceremony ahead!? I mean, brave candidates...!?"

"I've always wondered. Why should a brave man be alone?

Roselwi says well.

"Brave men are always one generation at a time. If an active brave man dies and retires, he selects another one to become a brave man. Isn't it long?

If you really want to defeat the Demon King...

"There is no such thing as organizing that the only thing that carries that mission must be unique. If so, yes...!

"No way......!

Aranzil, who was his own brave man, is upset.

"Yes, all you have to do is send out a second or third brave man at the same time! If more than one brave man marches in competition, it will be far more efficient too. I would like to appoint these three men, who have performed well in the selection of brave men, as new brave men."

to individualize each.

"Sword" brave Pigallo.

"Bow" brave Altamir.

"Hammer" brave Zester.

with the title.

"Come on, go! Anyone of you, all you have to do is defeat the Demon King! Only those who defeat the Demon King will permanently carve out their achievements as true braves! Take away that honor!!"