Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"Speaking of which, Lili. Didn't you have something to ask Mr. Lorraine?

That's what Fari said, as I recall.

Lili stares at Lorraine and me as a hack and opens her mouth to say something,

"... I was too obsessed with Lent and the city story... I have to get ready for the night ahead and... Mr. Lorraine, will you talk to me again at night?

and tell Lorraine.

While Lorraine tilted her neck at how Lili looked like that, I guess she had no reason to say no.

Nod normally,

"Oh, I don't mind... By night, is that what the village chief and his wife were saying about the feast?

asked.

Lili nodded at it, too,

"Yeah. That's it. Me and Fari don't have much time, actually, because we have to help cook and stuff."

"Really? Sorry, let me take the time."

"No, we suddenly pushed it better. I enjoyed hearing so much about it. Again. And Lent."

and Lili waved, and Farri, too,

"I'd love to see that phantom, even at night. Because I'm sure everyone would like to see it. See you later. Mr. Lorraine, Brother Ren"

I was waving away just like that.

Me and Lorraine left me looking at those two.

"... what are they doing here?

When I asked Lorraine, Lorraine said,

"I don't know. I don't know. Looks like I needed you..."

And he had a face I didn't quite understand.

But when you say that alone, I say it.

"... you used phantom magic to show a lot of things, didn't you? To those two."

Then Lorraine looked, gibberish, but a little proud,

"Oh, I showed you. It was hard to adjust to avoid spreading your secrets and damaging your majesty in your village. But look at those two. Can I just say it's generally a success?

I came to say.

When I hear that, I understand that after a lot of thinking about being Lorraine, she says she showed some phantom magic.

Well, if those two told me how I was at Mart, or something, it'd be hard for me to say no as Lorraine.

I know it will be more magic than magic.

Because Lorraine is a surprisingly service-spirited guy with this, and she doesn't spare any magic...

It's a rare type for a magician.

Usually, a magician is a magician who tries to spare his magic and increase its value.

In the first place, I would say that a common sorcerer doesn't have as much magic power, or something that can be so turbulent, and there's also a reason why I only use it when I need it because when I do that, I lose my magic as soon as I do.

Lorraine said that. I can also say that because there is a lot of magic in the position where I have little to worry about.

"... Well, now I know a little that you've been distressing me, but Lili, Fari and I had the kind of dreamy eyes that any hero would see. You could lift me up, but it was a little too much, wasn't it?

When I asked, Lorraine looked troubled.

"... is that right? In fact, what you've done is amazing inside, so I don't think it's so strange that it feels like being explained normally. Whether it's a bone giant Giant Skeleton or Tarasque, you won't encounter it inside in a common adventurer, let alone a solo crusade or something."

Well, that may not be a mistake, but Tarask is the opponent who can relate enough if he adds up to the special properties of where he lives and what he calls poison, to the extent of the gold class, and the bone giant Giant Skeleton to the extent of the silver lower class.

Not so much praised either.

When I say that,

"You, aren't you a little underestimating yourself? That's all you've got. How many of the young men who came to places like Malt saying they wanted to be adventurers from these villages think they could be as powerful as you are today? What you did is definitely not strange to be seen as a hero in a village."

and returned from Lorraine.

Well, when they say that, I guess so.

I was only a copper in the first place. As an adventurer from the village, he is largely overpowered by the prowess of the area, and retires from the adventurer and returns to the village to become a hunter and a guardian of the village for the rest of his life.

That's more than likely where I was going one day, too.

The only reason I didn't is because of that patrol I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky.

And that I'm enough to fight Tarask, from those vast majority of dream-breaking adventurers, would say it's enough.

... Right.

I kind of feel like I've been losing too much confidence lately.

Laura, Niv, I've been seeing a lot of people who aren't really sure, and I feel like I'm a normal person lately.

How can I wear an aura that's not just something, as if it was born equipped?

... No, Laura anyway, I don't want to be like Niv...

He's not just a thing, or he's too human apart in the first place. I don't think I'm the type of person who can live decently in a person's society with thoughts and actions.

For this reason, there are various handouts and good places in the power of religion, which are strangely good and out of hand.

Well...... oh that would be special, so I wouldn't even imitate it. I'm me.

With that in mind, maybe for a little while, I could be confident.

That said, I'd like to see what Lorraine showed the childhood trainers, and I'll tell Lorraine.

"I don't even feel like such a big deal, but I'm going to keep a little bit of confidence. And Lorraine, the phantom I showed them, show it to me, too. I want to make sure. It's not good to be asked later."

Lorraine then said,

"So is that. You can explain it with your mouth, but it would be easier and quicker to see. Come here."

That's what Lorraine uses magic for.

It's always a complicated compositional sorcery, but Lorraine does it so easily that it seems like it's the only way to even sing a nose song.

And the phantom magic was complete and Lorraine began to control it......

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To conclude, who the hell is this?

Beautification is terrible.

There's no Adele either......

I'm almost intact.

Sure, I didn't get a huge injury, but there must have been quite a lot of different dirt ways to get close to melting by the time I got to the front of the tarask, which now seems like a hero who did the tarask exorcism easily.

The meaning of those two sights was also well understood by this.

"... no matter how much, you're over-performing..."

So complaining, Lorraine,

"Not as good as the King of Founding Myths. Don't worry about it."

and provide a response in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

The King of Founding Myths is the most mythical lie in any country.

I have trouble being in line with such a thing.

but half of what I'm serious about. I could tell by looking at Lorraine's face.

"Hey, Lorraine."

"What?

"Are you going to show this, even at the feast of the night?

"Absolutely. He asked me to."

I told Lorraine I was looking forward to it, and I decided to figure out how the hell to get the villagers to understand what my truth looked like until night.