An Unemployed Small-Town Girl Pulled Out The Enchanted Sword: She Can't Become The Hero, So She

With Slime in the castle, Merle was able to sleep well in bed for the first time.

In the morning, I sat down in front of the mirror table in the bedroom and passed through my long dark hair.

The dark hair in the mirror is bright and the hair flows through it.

However, he broke into two pieces and fell to the floor without making any noise as he went through his hair.

"Well, what? Is that bug news?

When I pick it up, I stare at the cutting surface, which has broken completely.

"What's wrong? - Demon King."

asks as the sakubas, still lying in bed, rubbed their sleepy eyes.

"I'm broken. I need you to make a new one when the slime wakes up."

Merle lay down on the bed again as if nothing had happened when he placed the broken bamboo on the mirror table.

Rest again as Thacubas hugs Merle's arm back.

Slime, who on the other hand slept, also held her back to depression and merle.

***

When Eliza, the brave man, left town and returned to the country, he was on his way to the temple where the wise man lived, with a travel schedule in place shortly after he rested.

Repentance had left a wound in his heart when he was easily hit by the Demon King as he drew the blood of a brave man.

As it is, the world will be ruled by the Demon King. We must do something about ourselves to inherit the blood of the brave.

We need to do more to do that.

The wise man is one of those who had a Demon King crusade with his former brave men, and he is over 100 years old.

Eliza went for the temple that a wise man would help her.

The temple was in the desert. A place where people never come close nowadays.

The temple stands to just wait to decay in the dance of sand, and the entrance where Eliza stands is littered with sand to refuse the entry of men.

The tip of the footsteps is dim, with a single passage and slight seats on the left and right, with stone statues illuminated by flames in the back that glorify the brave.

The wise man was kneeling before the stone statue and praying.

"Sage."

"That's what inherits the blood of the brave. I dreamed of you visiting. And maybe what you're trying to do"

The face I stood up and turned around didn't look very much older than 100.

On the contrary, the wise man is a young and beautiful woman, and if you saw him outside, it's not strange to be seen by a town daughter of his age.

"The Demon King is back."

Sage says his name is Frey.

The only survival of a fellow brave man who once confronted the Demon King.