815 813 Side Nadia (1/2)

Four days after Fran left Castel.

I was impatient when I told him to stay here, but I managed to get him to the knocker.

Fran will not understand, but Master will understand. That was totally human inside.

I was reacting to the last call.

Besides, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. I hit my hand.

”There won't be a hundred at this time of year.”

I don't think Fran and I understand the situation on this continent yet. Many adventurers act cautiously during the anti-demon season.

I guess so. When the resistance increases and the power increases, a slight error in judgment can be fatal.

There shouldn't have been so many people who would have risked their lives for a rescue to an abandoned village.

”Well... is it time to come?

I can see a herd of anti-demons approaching the village. March speed is slow.

But that is the proof that they are being led by an individual Commander. If you're just a junior anti-demon, just leave it to your appetite.

Their signs are still stuck in one place.

The basic combat principle of the Resistance is the concentration of power. Build an army around individual commanders and superior species, leveraging a few profits to keep moving forward.

If this is blocked for any reason, we will finally be able to take actions such as siege and bypass.

I'll be on my own for a while. All you have to do is fight in front of them and keep fighting for yourself.

This time, I'll protect Castle.

”I have to protect even the cemetery... Everyone's coming.”

Pull through the Overglow, stir up the grass, and head for the Anti-Demonic Herd.

This Magic Sword has been with us for almost 20 years.

It was on the very day I lost my husband that I got this.

I finally got out of the adventurer and started gaining confidence as an adventurer at one end.

That confidence turned slow, and my husband and I were more helpless than usual.

That was the end of the visit. An encounter with a vicious anti-demon who planted despair and regret on me.

I didn't even know if I could win. Naturally, the two of us could not escape, and the husband became a thief - he died quickly.

A mutilated husband who couldn't even buy time. When I saw the scattered meat and organs, I felt that they were all denied.

It was just a coincidence that I was saved at that time. When a high-ranking adventurer started the fight nearby, the anti-demon's eyes turned towards you.

At that time, I didn't think I was saved. I don't know why, but I followed the anti-demon who ran away leaving me behind.

You won't let us get away with this. Whether it's a match or not, at least a dagger. Was that what you thought?

What I saw earlier, running as far as I could, was an anti-demon figure transformed into ash by a Rank S Adventurer.

How can I call it vain? I don't care about everything anymore. I don't know how to live anymore.

My beloved husband, my adventurer's confidence to continue, and my vengeful opponent, all lost, and I took a sword thinking about choosing my own death - I met this one.

Silver woman. A pathetic Golem wandering the continent of Gordicia in search of a user of Overglow.

I didn't know that the silver woman I thought was an urban legend existed until then...

When I saw the magic sword carried by a faceless woman, I understood. This sword needs me. And I want this sword, too.

That feeling must have qualified me to use the sword.