236 Lesson 215

First base in about a week.

Because the days had passed since the battle against the Demon King's army had ended, supplies and weapons in the strongholds had also been cleaned up, and the knights, who were abundant, were about to return to their respective countries.

After I got off the carriage, I was split between Kazuki, a senior who reported details to Mr. Siggles about his "Journey to Crusade the Demon King", and me, who was going to meet Rose, my immediate boss.

Mr. Leona accompanied Kazuki with his senior and I had Amako with lifeguards from Nair, Ferm and Nak.

Kukuru immediately went somewhere when he got off the carriage, but, well, I knew where he was headed, so I left him alone.

"... am I glad to be here"

As he was headed to where Rose and the others were, Nack looked around the base and muttered anxiously.

The different knights face like exhausted, some of them wrapped in bloody bandages. Because the battle is over, that's not the end.

Talk to him, who would be aware of it again, to reassure him.

"Fine. If only I'd been beaten up."

"It's a premise not to be pissed off, but to be beaten..."

Amako, who looks frightened.

Let's make one joke here to cheer up the dark-faced knuckles.

"Shit, it's quicker that you end up getting beat up. Ha ha."

……

"Whoa, you guys. Are you kidding me? Just kidding. Stop keeping Nack away from me."

While Fermu looks at me like, "Are you serious?", Nair and Amako keep the nack pulling away from me, just like her.

Exactly. I didn't say I should be beaten up, either, did I?

'Cause it's just so quick, right?

"... I know. Usat likes to hurt, doesn't he? Do you want me to slap you?"

"If I snort at it, I'll end up as a human being!!"

They told me to slap him with a sooo sweet voice.

Moreover, it is a bright smile that is rarely seen.

"It's over as a human race."

"Indeed."

This is crazy! Vampires and Demons there!!

Seeing my reaction, Amako, with a broken grin, looked forward as she touched both cheeks.

"Mm, joke."

"Yep..."

"I wouldn't do that to Usato."

If you notice, you've been jokingly returned to me.

... You should come up with a milder joke next time.

With such an exchange, I see the lifeguard's base of operations. In a lot of lined tents, somewhat reduced, but stacked supplies...

"Ugh, Usat!!"

In it, look at us and find the woman who raised her voice of surprise.

I wave to Uluru, the woman who dropped the box she was holding and hung me over.

"Ah."

"What's wrong, Amako?"

"Hmm. Well, I guess this is good. Yeah."

"Huh?"

While listening to the conversation between Amako and Nair next door, trying to speak to Mr. Uluru also shows no sign of her stopping.

Huh? and at that moment when Mr. Uluru couldn't stop distracting me, she jumped at me with so much momentum that she misjudged me.

"Usato kuuuu!? Glad you're ok!!"

"Oh!?"

I don't have half the momentum, that much experience of being done the same to Nair, who used to play village daughter.

I realize Mr. Uluru is crying as he manages to escape the shock as he falls back so as not to injure her.

"Usat, I've always been worried when I heard you fell and were transported to the kingdom...!"

"Mr. Uluru......"

"The thongs weren't worried about the shards, but I wouldn't be anxious..."

"Those strong faces, I'll beat them up later"

They need to worry about me for a little while.

... I'm worried about Mr. Uluru.

I know this guy isn't the kind of person who makes weak noises, but she kept healing those injured on the battlefield until today.

The burden and the anxiety we have had by today should be considerable.

Understanding that, I decided to wait until she stopped crying, not pulling Mr. Uluru off.

Having regained some calm, Uluru welcomed us into the hub laughing lightly.

There were hardly any injured people if we put them inside the tent.

After the battle, this place should have been overflowing with injuries, but I guess that means everyone in the life-saving corps worked hard until today.

"Mr. Uluru, Mr. Olga..."

"Your brother... he fell down yesterday"

"Huh!? Where are you?!?"

"Ah, oh! It's overworked to say he fell! If you stay calm, you'll be fine! And Mr. Charles is with me!"

"Oh well... good..."

He was healing people to the point where Mr. Olga, who was weak, fell.

I can see that Mr. Uluru, too, behaves in a temperament, but is quite impossible.

Other members say they are cleaning up supplies and tents that are no longer in use, so when we leave the tent for now, we realize that something is approaching us like that.

"Hmm?"

Looking at Mr. Uluru, feeling a little deja vu, the blue mass approaches as he turns to you and makes heavy footsteps with Dosudos.

"Grrr!"

"Burlin!!"

He, recognizing the appearance of Burlin, opens his arms wide and takes him flying.

Unlike Mr. Uluru, he lowers the burlin not so glimpsely, thanks to his up-front posture.

"You missed me!"

"Grrr!"

"Ha ha, don't bite, don't bite, I'm glad to see you again too. You haven't bothered anyone, have you?"

"Gru!!"

Of course, I stroke under Burlin's jaw with my chest stretched just to say.

Brulin, you've been working really hard.

He carried the injured man on his back, and he stuck him among his enemies with me.

"This guy didn't even rush into Burlin right now...?"

Ferm was whining about that behind him as he responded to Brulin, who followed him twitching like he was hitting him with his forefoot.

Nair and the others react to her voice when she tries to think through that she doesn't even care enough.

"It's no surprise now."

"Yeah."

"If you're Usato, well..."

"Even if you guys get used to it, I'm not... ugh!!"

As far as I'm concerned, the habit is delightful. [M]

"Amako, can I take care of Burlin?"

"Fine... but what about Usat?"

"It's time to meet the captain of the regiment. Nack's coming, right?"

"Ha!"

I nodded to Nack, who replied, and I asked Uluru where Rose was.

"Mr. Uluru, where's the captain?"

"I'm resting in your tent."

"I heard you were injured..."

"It looks like I can't cure my injury yet, but I think it's going to be okay... But the captain is just as impossible as Usato..."

... Well, there's no way that person would behave to make Mr. Uluru and the others anxious.

See Rose first, unless you ask her about the condition of the wound, don't you see?

Once we get away from Amako and the others, we move on to the tent where Rose is with Nack.

……

The last time I saw her was when she was swallowed up by a tornado created by the strengthening of Nero Argens' pedigree?

I've always been handed down by Nero Argens. [M]

Even if he did, he was slashed from above the spell of resistance... and if he meant it, I could have been killed for nothing.

There's no way I didn't think about the possibilities when I heard you were injured fighting someone like that.

Silently, me and Nack, who reached the entrance to the tent where Rose would be, speak out so that she could hear me inside.

"Captain, it's Usat. I just returned from the kingdom of Ringle."

After a few seconds or so, 'in' with the same voice as usual, I get a short reply.

As he crept through the entrance and stepped into the tent with Nack, there was Rose sitting on a wooden sleeping table lined with about two.

She weaves her feathers on her shoulders with the uniform she always wears, underneath which she wears a black ground inner. The wound still doesn't seem to have healed from the fact that it supports my left arm to pass through the cloth I put on my neck.

And then again, on my right shoulder, which was not injured, there was a kukukuru who was with me until just now.

"I just changed my bandage"

"Cu"

Look, Rose's sitting sleeping table is thrown away with a bloody bandage.

Look at the blood, breathtaking nack.

... First of all, you should explain that you brought Knuck.

"I've already heard of you and your brave men on their journey with a sentence from the kingdom."

"Yes, I was chosen as a healing wizard to support Kazuki with my predecessors"

"After the battle, fight again... No, you don't have time to rest either."

"Ha..."

I laugh bitterly at Rose, who sighs like a coward.

From me laughing at her, she shifted her gaze to a nervous knack.

"I guess... why did you bring Knuck?"

"We brought Nack to this occasion because our journey leaves him alone. He's also a fine lifeguard, even though he's twelve. I won't be able to get you into the fight, but you should be able to help with the work here."

To put it that far into words, the knack beside him walks out a step forward.

Taking Rose's gaze, he shows how scared he noticed, but still he raised his voice.

"Oh, me! I'm here because I want to help you! Never throw up weak sounds!!"

……

After a brief silence, Rose opened her mouth.

"We've come this far... Fine."

"! Thanks!!"

"Alec and the others are cleaning up the base outside. Come and help me with that."

"Yes!"

Pah, and Nack, who brightened his expression, bowed deeply, "Excuse me!" before leaving the tent on a small run.

I dropped off his back and I turned again to Rose, who is in front of me.

"May I sit down?"

"Be my guest."

Sit on the other bunk next to Rose's sitting bunk.

"Is the injury okay?"

"It's not as serious as it looks. There's no obstacle to being a grown-up."

"Huh? Are you sure you're okay? You're not feeling well or anything, are you?"

I heard you got a bastard slash on your left shoulder.

She sighed at me wondering if she was really okay with it.

"You, who do you think I am"

……

I don't know what to do, the words alone are starting to seem okay now.

As a matter of fact, I was really, really worried, but in front of me this way, I am reminded that the worry was a worry.

... a really substandard person while my master.

"Is Nero Argens' Devil's Sword Curse still there?"

"You've broken my curse in about four days."

"... what's the curse of the captain?"

"Abominably, you still have it. This is it."

Rose put her hand on her left shoulder with a very unpleasant look on her face.

"I don't like that. I accidentally took his sword on my left shoulder when I punched him in the blonde hair, but he seemed to cage a lot of power, too. The effect seems to have put a stronger curse on my shoulder wound than any other."

"... you mean so obsessed"

"I guess so. Anything but annoyance to me."

Around looking really annoying, maybe for Rose, Nero's presence is the perception that he's “just an enemy stuck up”.

"Can you break the curse?"

"It'll only take a little while, but you'll figure it out. In the meantime, I don't think my left arm will be useful."

Actually, I tried on the battlefield but couldn't manage to break the spell of Nair's liberation.

The power of Nero's demon sword is a curse, but it is not a curse by witchcraft, and it seems that simpler, pure emotions coming from man's hatred were imprinted on the sword as a curse.

No wonder I can wield something like that normally and stay fine.

Don't you think he's possessed of ghosts or something? At least, I'd be freaking out the moment I had it and beating it up on the spot.

Think that far, and, uh, look at Rose's left arm, and an idea comes to mind.

"... can I win if I compete with you now?"

"Ha, if you think you can win, do it"

……

Oh, I can't. Here.

Even with both arms unavailable, I can't think of a vision of winning.

I can easily imagine myself being kicked to the other side with a full spin kick.

Rose smiled pleasantly at me for admitting defeat.

"Looks like you've been through a lot this time."

"As far as I'm concerned, I didn't mean it... I'm dying, I'm going to be stuck with an annoying stalker, a demon call that can't be called at the end of the quote, can it?"

"Ha, the devil. It's been a pleasure, Oi."

"It's not every laugh..."

It's okay to call the devil because it's not so widespread.

"Whatever it was, I often came back alive"

"... Yes"

"Whoa, now you're not gonna cry?"

"Is that what you're pulling out now?"

When the first battle was over, Rose praised me and I cried unconsciously.

At that time, I honestly remember it vividly as an embarrassing memory, and now they say it and my face gets hot.

"Haha, don't stare. Sorry."

Rose, who laughed at me like that, managed to spin her thoughts to return the words, aggrieved by further shame.