《Allegiance Back to the Eternal Black Knight》Florence Godfrey and the Departure
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The adventurer's morning is early.
It's also to stingy candles, but there's more to do than that.
Especially for me, Florence Godfrey, who is a temple knight and an adventurer.
"So what are you doing from the morning? Will you make it at the altar?"
When viewed from the side, talking to hallucinations would be crazy. However, if you ignore it and keep silent, this hallucination becomes more and more noisy. At first, it flew around me fluffy, then it passed through my body and started playing, and at the end it kneaded like a child.
Is this really an arc demon that slashed my left arm with a magic sword and cast a curse of weakening? I wonder what it is.
"Hey, can you hear me?"
Perhaps she didn't find it interesting that she meditated on me, Anna suddenly looked into her face from above my sight.
I want her to stop because she's scared even though she's insubstantial.
"I can hear it without saying it in my ear. I'm reluctant."
Aside from the level drain, I have no more time to go out with Anna's antics. But for a little while, let's play with the housemate in her head.
"So what are you doing?"
Anna nods.
"That's right. The room is more empty than usual, and it's as if I've finished packing. Well, for a well-known human being, he didn't seem to have anything or money. "
It seems that even a demon that has no connection to the human world can understand that much. It doesn't look like a demon.
"Correct answer. I'm leaving here today."
In my words, Anna rounds her red eyes. Her big eyes add to the surprise.
"Suddenly. No way ... eviction?"
"I'm surprised you know the word eviction, and the answer is no."
Of course, there is talk with the landlord. In the first place, it was my decision to leave today.
However, the work was very difficult.
I look at my left arm with my sleeves rolled up. My left arm is a prosthetic hand as you can see from the elbow. It is a jade-colored inorganic prosthesis, and if there is something creepy, it is probably from a dungeon. This left hand cannot perform precision movements using the fingertips. That's why I ended up tying and packing the load with almost one hand. This is about 100 times more difficult than I imagined.
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By the way, Anna was taking her nap all the time. Yeah, he thought I'd kill him.
She remembers that and involuntarily becomes the top of the Buddha.
It's still good not to help. Because it's a hallucination. Than that--
"Oh by the way, you're the cause of pulling away here. Do you know that?"
Anna immediately diverts his gaze as I send a tight gaze. He turns in the wrong direction and pretends to be unnoticed, even whistling poorly.
Even if that happens, the pursuit will not stop.
"Tentatively, I'm an arc demon. It ’s very smart. I'm going to know it as it is. Then, withdraw here, where are you going? 』
I feel like I forcibly distorted the story, but ... well. Anna herself must know about the future.
I say a nostalgic name.
"I'm going to the church city of Rourrow."
"What is a church city?"
Make a slightly disgusting face.
That's right. Because it's a self-proclaimed demon.
"Oh, I'll erase you there. From in my head."
Anna looks more and more disgusting. He's getting a little fun.
"Let's say something noisy. And how?"
Are you going to get in the way by listening to the details? Hey hey hey! What can you do with hallucinations and auditory hallucinations? Fufu.
"Do you know I'm a temple knight?"
"With knowledge. Isn't it an armed shaven?"
Don't say it badly. There is no knight element anywhere. By the way, do you dislike it?
"It won't be long before you hit it. The church city of Raeren is the city where my old raid religious knights are."
The religious knights to which we, the temple knights, originally belong, refer to the armed warriors who fight against the heat sand heathens in the south and the heathens who believe in the old gods in the north. Not only heathens. Summon demons and demons who are inhabitants of another world, and fight against evil spirits such as the dark priest who uses them.
"There, I'm going to use the Knights' connections to get a curse-removing remove curse from the high priest, and I'll get rid of the Ark Demon's curse and leave you alone, and I'll regain my original strength."
If the magic that robs you of your fighting ability is level drain, you just have to neutralize it. And I can only think of Lehren as a priest who can imitate such things.
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It is a bet of one or eight.
"Hmm. It ’s a curse removal. ”
The laughter spilled out.
A friend's girl had an evil smile like when she found a secret base for boys in the back mountain. There is no piece of cuteness.
Only at this time, I could not doubt that this brown girl was a demon.
"What? What?"
"Is the shaven who can neutralize my level drain playing in the town called Leren? I'm one of the unmistakable arc demons, the general who leads the demons. Little girl, don't lick it. "
Absolute self-confidence appeared in every word.
Although he was defeated by that person, he could often hit a big mouth.
"I don't want you to lick humans."
"Ah, I see I see. At best, you should scratch your feet. That's right. If you want to get rid of the curse anyway, it's better to have a full moon night when your power weakens. "
Anna laughed with a light tone,
"Well, I still don't feel like losing like a human being."
You can say whatever you like. The power of her faith cannot lag behind like a demon.
Actually, on a full moon night when the magical power of the demon weakens, even I will return to the power of the heyday.
I'll make you bark right away!
Renewed my determination, I overlooked the room that I had taken care of for many years.
I have a base in a room on the second floor of a wooden two-story private house in the resting pond parish in the labyrinth city of Denanma.
If you ask a brave man, the room is so bleak that you can't think of a woman around the age, but it's a big help. It is a small room that can be filled with four adults, and there is not much furniture and furnishings. The sunlight is also delicate. However, there are good points such as cheap rental and no complaints even if you pray early in the morning.
And since I left the Order of the Raid Religious Knights and arrived in Denanma, I have been living there for a long time, so I have a feeling for it.
In the first place, the temple knight is a knight and a monk, so his life is humbled.
For some reason Anna looks suspiciously, but she loses if she cares.
There is nothing left in the room that can be called furniture other than a table, a bed and a small shelf with drawers. All were deposited at a rental warehouse in the city. The real intention was that I wanted this room to remain as it was. I know I'm selfish. It's better to have a place to go home.
If I asked the landlord, maybe he would agree. It’s been a relationship since I was a fledgling adventurer.
That's why I decided to withdraw.
Because I can't bother you anymore.
I looked down at my little baggage lined up on the table. A backpack that swells with a set of things you need for your trip. Mace and shield that will be the main weapons from now on. Of course, don't forget the pride of the temple knight, and put a small ash cross emblem on a white background. The same thing is drawn on the surcoat I'm wearing from the top of the chainmail.
A magical black hair ornament with runes engraved on it. And the magic sword that I used to love.
I just couldn't sell this.
Magic sword storm blinker. A great sword with powerful magic that is as strong as the hero's treasure sword, but I can't pull it out of the scabbard now. I can't hold it because I can't use my left hand.
"It's a useless long item for you"
Anna can say so.
I carry a backpack with a stormbringer tied up on my back and fix the shield to my jade-colored left arm.
Then I attached a mace to the metal fittings of the waist belt. The black hair ornament with the magic of head protection will stand out on my pure white hair.
This completes the preparation.
Farewell to my castle. Farewell dungeon. Farewell to Denanma.
My journey to regain myself begins in this way!
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