Chapter 236 – Chapter 236. Can You Feel the Difference in Power?(1)
Warchief Barmash’s morning is always the same.
The time of dawn. After waking up, take time to calm down your sleep-intoxicated mind.
After that, after finishing the meditation, I was rubbing with cold water from the well located at the back of my accommodation…
“Huh, yup. Oops~♡”
… Although you have to take your time.
The sensation of a foreign body felt under the covers as soon as he woke up was awakening his mind with discomfort even before going through such a consciousness.
“Puha~ huhu, Barmash’s stuff is strong today too~”
“What are you doing, you bastard?”
“What do you do, mom is doing her best for my son’s energetic morning!”
“You are not my mother, and I am not your son!!”
“Kyaang~♥”
Even though she is pushed away by Barmash’s screams, Melia does not fall off the bed and flirts.
After that, she hugged her body herself and began to actively express her body’s burning sensation.
“Barmash Beast~ Are you thinking of making me a mess again with that rough body like last night? Are you thinking of destroying all of my mother’s dignity by repeatedly inserting and removing my precious and private parts with that heinous object?”
“… A goblin.”
“But that would also be something her mother would have to accept. Huh! Mom is always ready, so come quickly~♥”
Melia shyly spreads her squirming pussy with her fingers.
Even so, the anticipation of what would happen next was felt on his face.
It was a very unpleasant attitude for Barmash.
Most of the elves I encountered in the Great Forest had a strong image of being dignified and dignified, but Melia, who had followed her and joined her tribe, had stripped away that common sense.
“Wasn’t what happened yesterday when you drank and came running and forcibly raped me?”
“But~ If I don’t do that, Barmash won’t come to me? I even got married, but I haven’t met you for several days already~”
“… Elves have a strong image of being a race of patience, but why are you so impatient?”
Since it is her position to accept her as her chief anyway, I think her act itself is something to be endured.
What annoys me is that they try to attack me every moment without warning.
It would not be easy to restore her lost prestige due to her making countless acts of love in front of her other subordinates, as well as in her bed like now.
“Certainly, there is no race with as much patience as the elves. The demons are also longevity, but because of that bastard’s desire, they stretch their hands here and there.”
Melia accepts Barmash’s irritation without denying it.
But unlike before, there was a hint of bitterness on her face.
“But if you don’t do this, it will disappear in the blink of an eye. That’s why I want to engrave more memories while we’re together…”
“Useless worries.”
Varmash puts his hand on Melia’s head, ignoring Melia’s troubles.
It was a hand that was big enough to hold half of my head, but unlike the texture of his hand, it couldn’t be said that it was rough.
“Stop worrying about disappearing or anything like that. Because you are the body that will become my Barmash’s companion. No matter what you go through and who you face afterward, that fact won’t change.”
“… Barmash.”
“So, don’t rush into it. If you do your duty in my clan, I will give you a corresponding answer.”
Even though it was a forced relationship, since it had already started, Barmash had an obligation to take responsibility for her.
It would be dishonorable not to do so.
Even though she can’t even call it a coercive contract, if she has a reason to hang herself, she herself needs to dissolve it.
It is said that even its existence has faded over several generations, but it is all the more so because it is a descendant whose blood remains.
“Um, so you’re saying my son prefers innocent affection?”
Of course, Melia didn’t seem to reach that feeling at all.
“… You bastard, what a strange story again.”
“Yeah~ If Barmash wants something like that, I’ll do it~ From now on, if we make time for each other and date each other~”
“Big! You look at me a little favorably, so you’re talking wildly again.”
If you’re a woman, it’s okay if you raise your children well like a woman.
Tsk, as Barmash, who clicked her tongue, withdrew from her and prepared to put on her clothes, Melia, who was still lying on her bed, began to ask questions nonchalantly.
“By the way, I’m going out faster than usual today. Is something going on?”
A question that really doesn’t care about anything. At that, Bar Marsh stopped her actions for a moment and looked back at Melia.
“You bastard, have you forgotten what day it is today?”
“Huh? What day is it today?”
“It is the day when the hero and the human warrior fight.”
Human warrior.
For Barmash, it was the most highly regarded word for human beings.
The bloody battle that took place at the risk of life at that time made Barmash feel a lot of changes in his heart.
Of course, the battle between the two could never be overlooked by Barmash…
“Um, yes. That day has already come.”
However, even though they said they had withdrawn from the party, Melia, who clearly had a connection with the two, was skeptical about him.
It’s a fight that could be entangled in the survival of the elves, including mankind.
“… Barmash, do you want to see the two fight?”
“It is natural. Because I also need to know how much power the hero of this generation has.”
Perhaps even stronger than himself.
Nevertheless, in order to pursue an honorable fight that he would be remembered by future generations, Barmash would sacrifice his life to prepare for a bloody battle with the hero.
Although that opportunity is now entrusted to a human warrior, it is necessary to know the strength of the hero no matter what choice he makes later.
“Um, that’s right. If that’s the case, I can’t help it.”
Despite such sincere words, Melia still reacted skeptically and prepared to quietly put on her clothes.
Normally, she was just a guy who waited for an opportunity to pounce on her no matter what she said.
“You guys don’t care? You must have been a member of the warrior party in the past, too?”
“After all, my story ended a century ago.”
When I said it because I couldn’t overlook that point, Melia smiled bitterly and looked back at Varmash.
“There is no need for people from the old generation to invade the new generation.”
She had always maintained a bright mood, and it was a very sad mood that was not like her.
As if the fragments of her true heart that had been hidden in the chatty appearance she had shown so far were revealed.
***
So Barmash left her home alone with Melia in charge of her children.
After washing his face and meditating, he headed to the gymnasium, and the passengers who had arrived earlier greeted Barmash.
“Did you come first?”
“Because the fight between the two of us cannot be overlooked either.”
It was the head of the Anti-Human Alliance who accepted his words while facing him.
In front of them, the archmage of the warriors party, the young sniper, and the head of the witch society were staring at the two people facing each other in the gymnasium.
Conversely, other spectators do not exist at all.
None of the orcs, witches, or members of the Anti-Human Coalition.
“… Unlike that time, it is a quiet scene.”
“I didn’t specifically prohibit viewing, but there’s nothing good about seeing a lot.”
They know that there will be a duel today, but this is a personal dispute within the party, not to prove honor like Barmash.
Even so, since you have to fight seriously, you should avoid distractions as much as possible.
Of course, there will be people who watch from a distance, but it would be enough for them to observe intuition from up close.
“Whoops, yes. It would be enough just to see the representatives.”
Barmash, who accepted the judgment favorably, crossed his arms and had time to look back at the people gathered here again.
“However, I can’t see a girl wearing a black mask, even though only the representatives are gathered.”
“Catarina had something to do, so she got out of here for a while. I don’t know what’s going on.”
“Are you saying that, as a subordinate, you left your seat without telling the captain?”
“Whatever I do, it will be for me. I have complete trust in her.”
“Trust me… Yes, as the one who leads her pack, blindly trusting her subordinates who will look after her is also a necessary virtue.”
“Thank you for taking good care of me. I am also the type of person who imitates you in many ways…”
“Two people there. Friendship between men is good, but can you be quiet for now?”
In the midst of small talk, Ymir’s threats attack.
Then she raised her spectacles covering her own eyes, her hardened face fixed on the two men confronting her on the gymnasium.
“Because it seems like it’s about to start.”
It’s been a long time since I threw away all my usual smirk and light attitude.
That’s why she also wants to take her fight that will continue from now on seriously.
“… Yeah, it wasn’t the time for small talk.”
Dave and Barmash, who quietly expressed their sympathy for him, gazed quietly toward the gymnasium.
Regardless of whether or not they exist, to the two armed men glaring at each other.
“… Sister.”
After a long silence, Celica put her finger on my lips and drew a smile on her lips.
The thin smile along with the sharp eyes seemed to be looking down on the other person.
“Are you really okay? Even if it breaks so badly and challenges me again.”
It was an unexpected reaction. Didn’t he break down miserably while preaching with confidence?
Even more so now it’s not even sparring, it’s a duel.
Although killing each other may not be the goal, it is a fight based on the premise that they will face each other seriously enough to be prepared for death.
“… Yes, I have been practicing for a month for that.”
Even so, Verdia was fearless.
Facing the Chinese characters she wants to protect, she just raises the sword in her hand.
“For what?”
“To protect you.”
The morning sun setting behind her shone as straight as her heart, showing off her presence to Celica, who was seated on the other side.
“Serica, did you say it clearly? If you want my words to be heard, prove that you are stronger than you.”
“… Yes, it is.”
“Despite claiming to be your guardian, you may seem arrogant since you’ve already been broken once, but know one thing.”
Verdia then lowered the sword she held in her own hand to the floor.
She joined him and her body began to be bathed in light, in line with her gleaming eyes.
“No matter what kind of nightmare you saw while being swayed by the Dream Demon Queen, no matter what the outcome of this fight will be… The only thing is that my thoughts about humanity and you are sincere.”
As if the heart that radiates at this moment teaches you that you are sincere.
– Flash!
With him, the sky split and the light that descended covered her body, and in response to that belief, she began to gradually build her equipment.
A Noble Phantasm that was used in a historically existing temple created by the desire for a war god.
“… Yea, true.”
Celica, realizing that the equipment had been completely implemented, struggled to open her eyes, which had been suppressed by the light, and stared at what appeared in front of her.
“I thought it would have gotten stronger to some extent, but this is beyond my imagination.”
Brilliant light shimmering armor and numerous decorations.
Each of them contained an absurd function, and could be said to be evidence of the trials and tribulations sent by a person in the past.
“I never thought I could embody the armaments of previous heroes with the power of faith alone.”
The desire for God is the law that embodies even the fragments of mythology.
It is safe to say that the story of a hero who existed in the past is a part of a myth.
