Only the Party Members Returned, Not the Hero chapter 33

33. Justice of the Hero (2)

33.

“Did you understand?”

“Yes.”

“That’s it, I’m tired, so I’m going to go in and get some sleep. Even if I look at it, I don’t think it will help Ellen….”

Saying that, Elish let her yawn a few times before she turned around and started walking away.

Her steps seemed to be soaked in fatigue.

At that level, he must have been preparing as if he hadn’t slept since he came back from the hemp tower.

The scarecrow made by Elish was never an easy magic.

Because Elish could be called a genius in terms of using magic engineeringly.

I would have been able to create a magic circle like this in a short amount of time by taking my mana little by little.

She was trying her best. For me.

“Elish.”

“Huh?”

I grabbed the handle of the sword and tapped the scarecrow’s helmet.

Cancan-

“Thank you.”

“…… Huh? Uh?”

“Thank you.”

“… Ugh, yes, no. Hope this helps….”

Elish makes a bewildered expression and then disappears with a little faster steps.

What an idiot.

Her hard expression, which seems to be overdoing it, hangs in my mind like the moon.

Why is someone who can treat you so well?

A person who was able to give and receive help normally and become a normal colleague.

We could have been on good terms with each other from before, but why did you make that choice?

What happened between young Elish and young Ellen?

Even as I got older and became an adult, it was full of things I couldn’t understand.

“Mmm.”

You can’t just keep watching.

There are really only a few days left until the subjugation.

Left alone in the middle of a magic circle that shone as bright as moonlight, I stabbed the scarecrow with the tip of my sword.

Several pieces of grass fall to the floor from the grassy torso.

Then, it climbs right back up and gets stuck.

Because it is Elish’s mana, it can be cut.

I can’t cut because it’s my mana.

If it wasn’t for us who signed a direct contract, we wouldn’t have been able to create such an unheard-of magic circle.

It was a method that I could not have imagined even for someone who is familiar with magic.

Perhaps, Elish would have been born, had she not been born a nonconformist.

I wonder if I could have done many things.

“Where should I try?”

Familiar yet boring stop tax.

A scarecrow is placed at the end of the sword.

Blue mana, like the color of a magic circle, runs from the heart through the shoulder, elbow, and dyes the fingertips.

The moon and stars have long been said to be the eyes of the goddess.

To practice swordsmanship to kill the goddess under the eyes of the goddess.

I swung an old iron sword.

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Be cut,

Attached.

Broken,

Is made.

Smashed,

Come back.

How many hours had passed, around the time the gloomy dawn turned into a gloomy dawn.

The ground where the magic circle was drawn had cracks here and there from my footsteps and the aftermath of mana.

The Scarecrow standing in the middle was strong.

The old iron helmet, which had become a rag, was crumpled like a piece of paper and thrown far away, proving the tedious practice of the night before.

“… Ha ha ha.”

I thought that it had been a long time since I had been breathing hard.

There were many times when it was difficult because of lack of mana, lack of technique, or incorrect strategy.

It’s been a long time since I didn’t have enough stamina to swing my arms again like now.

My shoulders were sore and my wrists were sore.

Sweat flowing like rain colored the dark night on the cheap gray jacket.

Still strong, the scarecrow showed no signs of collapsing.

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If I really had to deal with a goddess, would I have to fight a greater sense of despair?

I was at a loss when the vaguely thoughtful imaginations came to reality.

What to do, beyond.

Reflect on whether it is possible or not.

Zapak.

“… ….”

My brief reflection was interrupted by the sound of someone’s footsteps, and I reflexively turned my head in the direction of the sound.

Her wet bangs obscured her view, so she brushed her hair back with one hand.

“… Aren’t you the knight commander?”

Wearing the same greaves as yesterday, red hair and deep magenta eyes emerge one after another from under the shade of the trees.

Maybe he didn’t bring a sword, along with an empty waist.

“Good morning, champion.”

“It’s still too early to call it morning.”

“I used to call the time I woke up morning.”

For some familiar excuse, I looked at Elise’s face.

Where did you hear that?

“I was joking, but I guess you didn’t find it funny.”

“I’m sorry if I said it to be funny.”

“Rather than that, I happened to see Ellen’s sword unintentionally.”

Elise had been standing there for quite a while longer than Ellen thought.

To be honest, a few hours ago.

Before dawn became morning, Elise, unable to sleep, followed her small voice from her forest and went for a walk.

I watched Ellen’s concentration as she glared at her scarecrow without interruption.

“Isn’t it rude to secretly peek at other people’s training?”

“It is rude among nobles.”

“Ah, since I’m a commoner, doesn’t it matter?”

“Rather than that, it’s the side that if you’re a warrior, it doesn’t matter if I show you my training.”

Actually, I’m not that angry.

Elise might be able to know what I pursued and swung her sword.

Also, what would you like to see?

After seeing one swinging sword, he tried to cut the goddess! It’s because those who think that way are closer to apostates.

“You are generous.”

“I am serious. Anyway, it doesn’t seem like the practice is going well. Is that correct?”

As if Elise had figured out everything she had to figure out, she slowly entered the center of the magic circle and tapped her scarecrow’s head.

And tilts her head.

“It is interesting, this dummy.”

“It is a scarecrow.”

“Does it matter?”

“It doesn’t matter, but since I met you a few hours earlier, the name I gave you is authentic.”

“… Yes, it’s amazing. This scarecrow.”

Elysee sighed for a moment at my baseless words and began to loosen her shoulder girdle, as if it was frustrating to touch the scarecrow with her iron gloves.

“Can I touch you a little more?”

“Sure.”

Took, took.

The sound of armor being unwound in the middle of the forest.

Except for the occasional wind sweeping the few remaining strands of grass from the messy floor, all I could hear was the sound of armor being unwound.

From the shoulder to the wrist on one side, and the iron gloves came off with a heavy sound.

Through her red hair, the firm shoulders and white skin of her arms are exposed under the twilight moonlight.

“…… Hey, warrior?”

“Yes?”

“If you’re looking at it like that, a little bit.”

“I saw it because the armor looked good.”

“… Anyway, wait a minute.”

Being annoying is similar to Tania.

Elise’s face, which rarely showed an expression after trying to show her guts, seemed really embarrassed, so I just returned her body comfortably.

Talk again, talk.

Cheekyong.

There is a sound of heavy pauldrons falling to the floor.

“Are you done?”

“Yes, I am fine now.”

I turned around again.

With her bare arms, she puts one of her hands on her scarecrow’s head and caresses it delicately.

Looking at it like this, I didn’t understand the feeling of being ashamed of taking off the shoulder armor again, but I decided to do it.

“… Sophisticated, really. I’m proud to say that I’ve met all the high-level wizards in the kingdom, but it’s been a long time since I’ve seen such sophisticated and beautiful magic.”

“Oh, that’s not free.”

“Yes?”

“Touching is not free.”

“What does that mean?”

“That’s literally it. You have to pay for touching the scarecrow.”

Elise narrowed her eyes for a moment at my remarks like a mistress.

The expression is as if it is a joke or a sincere statement.

Of course, I wasn’t kidding, so I looked at Elise with a firm and confident face.

With an expression without a point of shame.

“…… Ha.”

Elise let out a small sigh and removed her hand from the scarecrow.

In a way, it’s like selling Elish’s magic circle, but Elish’s ultimate goal was to improve my skills.

I also decided to get something from Elise in a way that meets that goal.

“Is there anything you want?”

“You saw my training up until now, and you also realized that it wasn’t going well.”

“Yes.”

“And, since you touched the scarecrow.”

I put one hand out in front of Elise.

I didn’t offer it to catch you, but to get a price.

“Tell me everything you know how to solve the problem.”

“Yes?”

“Ah, including the price of swearing at him as a lesser feller.”

“You said you understood earlier.”

“You said you understood, you didn’t say you would accept an apology.”

“… ….”

Elise, who had never been treated like that since she was born in this world, looked at me with an expression mixed with bewilderment and bewilderment.

I can’t help it.

I don’t want to live shamelessly like this.

However, a warrior is a being who must advance even if he doesn’t want to.