The third round, thanks to a brave man and his party stalling for time, my fracture is on its way to recovery.

Of course, it's not perfect, as it's a first aid measure, but I'm still able to stand both feet on the ground and swing the dagger.

As long as you can wield the sword, there's no problem.
Bracing my aching body, I draw my dagger and head for the cyclops.

I tell Levin to fall back as I run straight to the giant.

The giant throws a glancing blow at me, but I gallantly avoid it and leap into the giant's arms and run up his arms.

I won't do anything foolish like attacking its arm.
She runs straight for the giant's head.

Lunamaria remembers that the way they fought was like a myth, but I was just heading toward the giant in a frenzy.

I only had to calmly stare at the giants' weaknesses and deliver the strongest blow I could now deliver.

I'm on the giant's shoulders, and I put all my strength into the dagger Ronin gave me.

I cast the granting spell the Vandal taught me.

I apply the protection of the weak that Milia taught me.

Put the power and magic in your body and apply it to your sword.

Apply the strongest magic, the Sunlight, or Flare's magic, on your blade to add the ultimate sword technique and release it as a sword flash.

A dazzling light shoots from the dagger and envelops the area.

If the blow doesn't work, I'll die and the giant will have me.

But I have no regrets. I could still protect my comrades. I could have protected the people of the city.

I'm sure my father would be pleased. I'm sure they'll be proud of me.

And with that thought in mind, I struck a blow.
And with that thought, my blow was rightly rewarded.

My blow blows off the giant's head, one monocular eye in its entirety.

Losing its head, the giant stumbled and fell. I crumpled to the ground.

Thus I win. I saved my friend. I've saved the city.

But there was too much fighting, and with the wound from before, I also crumple to the ground. I lose consciousness right then and there.

Fatigue and pain surge through me, but I take it in and fall to the ground.

Will-sama--

I hear a familiar voice in the distance.
Luna Maria comes running to me.
She takes me in her lap and, with tears in her eyes, says, "You are the true hero.

"After all, you are the true hero. You will bring the gospel to this world.

I didn't know how it was, but it was so comfortable on Luna Maria's lap.

I fell asleep, remembering the lap pillows my mother used to give me when I was a child.


A few days later, I regained consciousness.
I wake up in the guest room of the Anaheim Trading Company, where I was safe.

When I wake up, Karen is beside me, jumping up and down happily.

Will is awake. And it's my turn to take care of him. This is fate.

And, excitedly, Levin, who was waiting in the next room, comes in.

She looks happy to hold my hand.

"Will-boy, you're awake. We were worried about you.

She says that line from the bottom of her heart.

Her hands are soft. It reminds me of being a woman again.

"I'm so glad you're okay, Mr. Levin. Are your friends okay?

Yeah, Amy, the warrior and the monk are safe. The hero girls are safe. They're all out in the open.

"So, the party is breaking up after all?

No, we've talked about it and decided to form another party. This time, not as subordinates and superiors, but together as equals.

...... Well, that's good to know.

And when you wake up, the pain is intense.

"...... stay.

"Don't take it easy. You're a wounded man.

"Yes, but I've been sitting on my hands. Is Luna Maria safe?

If you look, Lunamaria is not there. I was very curious about that.

Oh, it's her. She'd been working a recovery spell for a night or so afterwards. Then I spent two whole days doing water splash detachment and hoping for your recovery. Yesterday, I collapsed and fell asleep.

"What?　A water stain release is when you are covered with cold water. What do you want me to do?

I didn't force you to do that. I mean, I did, but I didn't.

"d*mn, now I have to help her.



and got up and headed to the guest room where she was sleeping.
There was the Lynx boy.

He was beside Luna Maria with tears streaming down his face.

...... Why are you crying. Lynx, stop it, don't give me that look, it's like you're--

I staggered to Lunamaria's side.

When I finally walked over to Luna Maria's side, she had a white cloth draped over her face.

"......, that's impossible. No, no." "No way. Why are you going to die. I haven't told you yet. Thank you for taking me on the journey. Thank you for showing me that this world is wonderful. Thank you for letting me meet my best friend.

I haven't told you yet. .......

I tried to mumble that at the end, but I couldn't. I couldn't speak. I couldn't speak.

I tried to break down and cry right there, but I couldn't.

I remembered my father's words, "Men shouldn't cry.

But I didn't cry because I remembered his words. It was because I didn't have to cry.

Crying over the chest of Luna Maria, who was presumed dead, I notice her breasts.

Not for their fullness. It's that her breasts are rising and falling.

It was that she was alive.

...... Luna Maria, are you alive?

When she screams bareheadedly, she twitches.

In addition, the
"Whew!
And woke up yawning in place with a careless voice.

She snaps out of her stupor and confirms the presence of the person who was on her chest, checking the sounds around her.

The heartbeat is Mr. Will, or is it that you can't cry?　Why?　Ha!　What if there is severe pain!　We have to cast a recovery spell.

"No, no, it's okay.

I rush away from the Lunamaría who hugs me overprotectively, but I stare at Lynx reproachfully.

He apologizes apologetically, but when I ask him why, he understands.

I'm sorry. Earlier, a giant eagle god came to the window and asked me to cry: ......

"You're Dad Reus,

I'd be flying over the mansion sending blame to my father who would be flying over the house, but I don't know if he got it.

But I know what my father is saying.

"It was slumbering and I had to do something I didn't need to do.

Am I right? Not far wrong.
For the first time, I am repulsed by my father's desire to do more than I have to.

"I don't know, I don't know why I bothered so much.

There was a little bit of seriousness in that tone. If you're around Mother Militia, you'll hear it.

"My precious little Will has become a rebel.

and might make a fuss. Such impressions.