Life in Another World With Narration

26 – The Hero and the Saint

A secluded forest near Kubel.

Milleia stood in front of a large rock with her long sword drawn.

I was sitting on a small stump behind her, watching her demonstrate her swordsmanship.

Ping─

After a while, Mileia’s sword sparkled with a strange sound.

Then she cut the rock horizontally with all her force and then put the sword into her scabbard.

The rock was intact without a single scratch.

But when she turned around and counted to three, the rock was cut horizontally with a loud sound.

“What is important is the way to control magical power. By precisely controlling the magic contained in the sword, you can cut at the desired time. In theory, the monster you cut today could die tomorrow.”

“Are you saying you can cut down with time difference?”

“That’s right. And if you can use this, you can gain a huge advantage over opponents who use the same sword. “There is a difference between the visible attack and the actual cut.”

It is indeed a confusing attack method even if you think about it.

If Millia can freely use that technique, she will be able to set a kind of timer for each slash so that when she cuts five times with her sword, all five cuts occur at different times.

It was a terrifying attack method that left those on the receiving end of the attack unable to figure out what to do or how to defend themselves.

My magic control is not yet at a level where I can follow it, so I had to be satisfied with just watching for now.

Fortunately, her strange stalking behavior stopped after she came to some kind of agreement with him.

Instead, she started coming to me every day under the pretext of giving me advice, just in time for me to finish her request and report to the guild.

I clearly told you to come to me only when you need advice.

Mileia came to see me every day and asked me trivial things like my morning walk route and what I should eat for dinner.

Now I was at a point where I didn’t know if I was giving ‘advice’ or simply talking to someone.

『Mileia has come to enjoy talking with Yunoa.

For a woman who had no one to talk to her comfortably for a long time, her conversation with Yunoa was almost addictive.』

It feels like Mileia’s condition as explained in the narration has somehow become a little more dangerous, but anyway, it’s no longer happening out of nowhere in an unpredictable way like before, so what’s the big deal?

Anyway, it was a great harvest for her to teach me her swordsmanship.

No matter how much money she spends, it will not be easy for her to find a swordsman who is as strong and skilled as her.

I sincerely tried to make the various techniques and tips on swordsmanship that Milleia taught me into my own.

She showed me in person and taught me everything from the basic stance of swordsmanship to various techniques that were impossible to imitate right away.

I reviewed the things she taught me in my head several times so that I could practice them later when I trained alone.

One day, I processed requests from her guild in the morning, and met and trained with Milleia in the afternoon.

“I plan to leave Kubel tomorrow.”

Mileia suddenly spoke to me.

Are you finally trying to focus on your main job?

She certainly had a goal: to subdue her demons.

“So, I have something I’d like to ask you seriously today.”

“Ask. “I am Mr. Mileia’s advisor.”

Even so, all the ‘advice’ I’ve given so far has been at the level of small talk.

Rather than coming to me to get advice, it felt like they were coming to see me under the pretext of giving advice.

But today the atmosphere was a little different.

She maintained the same expressionless expression in all situations, including joy, sadness, anger, hunger, and sleepiness.

But after seeing her this often, I was able to understand her emotions at least through the atmosphere.

“Actually, I have been researching a certain demon tribe for a long time.”

Milleia began her story.

“The reason I pointed my sword at you at that time because I suspected you were a demon was also related to that.”

“What do you mean?”

“According to the information I have, there are demons hiding around here disguised as humans.”

She started telling me a story about demons hiding in the human world.

The devil’s direct subordinates called ‘monarchs’.

There were particularly powerful demons, such as the blood lord ‘Bloodstein’ who burned down her hometown.

Mileia received information that among them, a demon called the Lord of Deception has been hiding among humans for a long time.

Milleia’s goal was to subdue all demons, and she searched for places where those demons were expected to be hiding.

If we see someone suspicious, we even conduct a background investigation.

But no matter what she did, she couldn’t find the demons hiding among humans.

Then, after meeting me, she began to suspect that I was that demon.

“But how did you find out that such a demon was hiding?”

As I was listening to Milleia, I suddenly became curious and asked.

“I tortured other demons. Can you tell me more? Do you need advice?”

“No, I don’t think I need to go into detail about that.”

Even though she says she’s gotten used to it, Milleia can be scary sometimes.

She continued to explain to me in more detail the demons she was looking for.

You may be trying to give me as much information as possible in order to receive advice, but honestly, the story didn’t even enter my head anymore.

Millia was explaining the information about the demons she had researched so far at a length that made her yawn.

Brain capacity is exceeded.

I guess I don’t have the constitution of a tactician.

“…… This much I know. So, I’d like to hear your opinion as well.”

After finishing a long and boring explanation like a general education class on demonology, Milleia asked me.

“Um… ….”

She honestly had nothing to say.

My concentration had already been shattered, and the only thing left in my head was, ‘There are demons among people.’

“You might see things I can’t see. “Just like it was in Dinah Village.”

“…… Church?”

At that time, a memory suddenly came to mind.

Prea Church in Vainar, where I worked as a cleaner.

Now that I think about it, Bishop Xavier there wanted to kill the warrior and the saint.

Furthermore, it was said that he was serving a suspicious ‘master’.

If there are demons hiding among humans, they are the only ones there.

I already knew from the narration that he was a suspicious guy.

“The bishop of Freah Church may be the demon you are looking for.”

I spoke to Mileia right away.

Mileia stared at me in silence.

Achacha, I just said it without thinking.

This is a fact that I learned naturally through the narration, but from her perspective, it could have sounded completely unexpected.

I should have said something with at least some basis…….

But soon Milleia nodded her head and opened her mouth.

“As expected… That’s great insight. “It was a good thing I asked you for advice.”

“That… is that so?”

“Definitely, all the conditions are met. If she takes control of one of the seven goddesses’ parishes, it will be easier for her to monitor saints and warriors. “The Diocese of Freah is the smallest among the seven, so it will be easy to take control.”

Luckily, she seemed to have figured it out on her own.

Is this what it means to be understood even when you speak nonsense?

It feels like I caught a rat while backing away, but it doesn’t matter because it’s clear that Bishop Xavier is a bad guy.

No matter what the process is, the result is important.

“Yunoa.”

Milleia looked at me with her coy eyes and called my name.

“Yes?”

“Would you like to come with me?”

Is it still that sound?

Even this time, we’re going to fight demons…….

Do you really want to take me with you?

I answered without a second’s hesitation.

“No.”

* * *

A hero and a saint.

In the old stories told to young children, the saint is benevolent and the warrior is just.

The devil is evil and always seeks to destroy the world.

And in the end, the Demon King dies at the hand of the hero and peace is restored to the world.

Mothers joke that if their child cries, the devil will catch them.

Boys play warriors by fighting with wooden swords, and girls have cute dreams of marrying a great warrior when they grow up.

That is what the warrior and saint were like in the old stories.

“Are you a saint? “It’s weaker than I thought.”

The warrior Cain lifted the tip of Saint Selena’s chin with his index finger and spoke sarcastically.

Cain’s gaze was directed towards Selena’s chest.

Saint Selena was embarrassed.

Clearly the revelation of the Goddess indicated that this person was a warrior.

Do goddesses make mistakes too?

Or has this world been abandoned by the goddess?

“Take it off.”

“… ….”

Cain said to Selena with a grin.

Selena did not move from that spot.

“Hero, I am a saint. “You can’t do something like that.”

“Anyway, you were just an ordinary girl before you became a saint.”

“… ….”

“I am a warrior chosen by the goddess. Everything exists for me. “No one can stop me.”

“If you are the chosen hero, please have the attitude of a warrior… ….”

However, despite her request, Cain’s finger, which was at the tip of Selena’s chin, slowly traced the saint’s neck and came down to her collarbone.

Selena squeezed her eyes shut and shivered at the horrifying sensation.

Cain was very pleased with her status as this warrior.

As long as the Demon King existed in this world, no one could touch the hero.

Because even that proud knight commander could not say anything when he was called a hero and had no choice but to show his anger.

“Think carefully. “I have to make you like me so that I will be willing to serve as a warrior.”

“…… Are you really planning to abandon your duty as a hero?”

In response to Selena’s question, Cain said while stroking her cheek.

“Honestly, if there is no Demon King, there won’t be any need for heroes, right? There is no reason for me to defeat the Demon King…… “Kaaa!”

But before she could finish her sentence, a tremendous pain suddenly struck Cain.

It was a pain as if my limbs were being torn apart.

“Huh… Huh…… “What is it?”

Without knowing what happened to her, Cain knelt down on one knee and watched her breathe heavily. She

She And she made sure that her hands and feet were glued properly.

There was nothing wrong with her body.

“Damn it! “What!”

Cain raised her feet and cried out to her saint Selena.

But she also didn’t know what happened.

He has no reason to defeat the Demon King…… I was just trying to say.

He said he would leave the devil alone and enjoy the strength and power of a warrior to the fullest.

But Cain did not know.

Numerous warriors who appear in old stories.

The hero always defeats the devil.

Because the warrior is just.

No.

The hero had no choice but to subdue the Demon King.

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