Volume 10 - CH 1.4

Part 4

Using 《Transfer》, he escorted Rose to the 《Demon King’s Labyrinth》.

If she sleeps at the base’s maintenance bed, it seemed that all of her damages would be repaired. He didn’t understand the reasoning behind it though.

This 《Transfer》 Magic was able to move to a town that he has been to before while taking along his party members.

In Rose’s case, she was treated as a possession though.

Why didn’t he just take Rem and Shera to the royal capital with 《Transfer》?

The reason was simple. It was because the royal capital’s portal──in other words, the place one would appear by means of 《Transfer》, was within the royal palace.

At the very least, that was the case in the MMORPG Cross Reverie.

If they were to suddenly appear within the royal palace, they would be treated as suspicious people at best. Without a doubt, The Criminals.

In the game where anyone could use 《Transfer》, that place was open to tens of thousands of people, but how would things turn out in this other world where 《Transfer》 Magic wasn’t spread out?

He didn’t know.

That is why he couldn’t use 《Transfer》 to the royal capital.

Bringing the story back──

Diablo once again returned from the 《Demon King’s Labyrinth》 with 《Transfer》. Faltra City’s portal was the center of the plaza.

Since he was suddenly appearing in a place that flourished with crowds of people, the people around him made startled faces.

It seemed that it was treated as a new street performing trick as he was showered with applause. There wasn’t anyone that noticed that he was the hero that defeated the Great Demon King.

He left the plaza as if running away……

When he returned to the inn 《Relief Inn・Hideout Store》, it was already just past noon.

He opened the front door.

「Thanks to you, I was able to win against the Great Demon King! You have my thanks……Shishou.」

On the dumbfounded Sasala’s face, she was full of great joy.

「Y, yes!」

*Poro poro* Even tears spilled out.

Since he didn’t think that she would start to cry, Diablo became flustered.

「Oi, Sasala……!?」

「Ue～u～. I’m so happy……That I proved useful……Thank goodness -desuu!」

「Don’t cry, you Master Swordsman!」

「I mean……Hiーn.」

「Ahh, on second thought, I take it back! To have a fellow that would do something as embarrassing as cry on the street, as my Shishou!」

「Nguu. hinguu……You can’t, anymore. I’ve heard you, call me that after all.」

「Tsk.」

With a face that was crying and full of tears, Sasala smiled.

「S, same here, ngu……Thank you. For becoming my disciple……Diablo.」

「Hmph……」

Being bashful, he averted his gaze.

At the edge of Diablo’s field of vision, Sasala was making a very deep bow. She was showing a cheerful smiling face.

This time, she really made her departure.

Diablo saw off that small back of hers.