1042 Back to 1040 Nocta.

After saying goodbye to the Trismegistos, we returned to Nocta. To rest in this city for once.

"Fran! You're safe!"

"Fran! Good to have you back!"

It was Sophie and Mear who retreated earlier to welcome us in Nokta. Good, Sophie seems to be unexpectedly well.

Nersh, the bodyguard, is also perfectly attached to Sophie's back. I felt the strong will to stay the course of the battle with the giant anti-magic.

Earthlars, who was unconscious when they split up, leaned against the gate and waved his hand at us. It didn't seem to matter.

"Nh! There was no anti-magic, so it's fine"

"After all, we didn't encounter any anti-magic either." Is this proof that the abyss has weakened? "

"Hmm. Somehow, the anti-magic won't come out for a few days." Can I come out a little? "

Franc tells them what Trismegistos was talking about. Well, it was too difficult for Franc to remember much, but I understood the important part.

"Those who can't fight, get out...?" You can't do that, can you? "

Hmmm. It's quite difficult, isn't it?

Sophie reveals her anger, and Mia is puzzled. Sophie herself, the one who came to this place. You know how hard it is to get out of Goldicia.

Maea thinks of what happened after she escaped from the continent of Goldicia. Even such a dolly, princess. I fully understand the difficulty of hosting refugees.

"If you're the extreme part of the Beastman, you can do something with just my authority." However, if we become thousands of people, we will need to consult in the country. "

If you're the Beast King, hahaha, that's fine.

"Fran, is that an imitation of a stupid father? Well, I'd say so, but he's still the king. I won't nod easily."

The Beast King looked lavish, and he was a king. You will not make arbitrary and serious decisions.

Not to mention the fact that the people living in Goldicia are mostly felons and their descendants, if you look at the knights, soldiers and adventurers around the world. There was a great risk as a country to accept that it seemed cute.

"That being said, it would be difficult to reject the word of God in its entirety. Perhaps the first thing we need to do is persuade the nations that are using Goldicia's responsibility, but ultimately we are going to accept those who want to leave the continent as pioneers?”

Pathfinder is a heavy worker in this world. Well, it wasn't an easy job on Earth, but in this world, it's not the same level of danger.

In the first place, it was often a dangerous area with a lot of demon beasts.

Normally, it will be a criminal slave or an aristocrat who has been sentenced to hard labour by punishment.

In other words, it's not the same as when I was in Goldicia. On the contrary, it was from heaven to hell for the ordinary people who lived in every city in Goldicia.

"That's not true...!"

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's not Mia's fault." But is there any other way? "

"Hmm... I'm sorry, but it didn't come out right away." But if you think about it, there might be another way. ”

"Hmm! I'll think about it too."

"... thank you"

I'm talking about something important, but I'm dizzy. It is a beautiful friendship between the girls. I'm glad you have more friends, Franc and Meir.

A new figure is approaching.

Franc!

"Vermelia!"

It was Vermelia, a dragon girl with light blue hair. It was the last time I saw her worn out, but she seemed to have recovered quite a bit.

I've never seen you untie a ponytail, but it looks like a lady in combination with a white dress. No, because it was a child between a nobleman and a shrine maiden, it was a young lady.

"I heard that Francis and Ursi saved my life. Thank you."

I'm glad you're okay.

"...... but it didn't help at all in the fight."

Without his hands or feet, he was manipulated by his enemies and finally let go by Ursi. This battle must have been unbearable for Bermelia, who recognized herself as a warrior. Clench your fist, and your neck is drooping.

"But he's alive."

"... yes, and thanks to you, I was able to see my mother again."

Not far away, Frederick and Tiranalia are standing. Tiranaria had a strong image of being manipulated as a semi-frenzied figure, but now she had a gentle expression on her face.

Even though the hair color is different, the face will look very similar to Vermelia.

What about Vermelia?

Suddenly, Franc asked such a question. If you think about it, Vermelia can't get out of this continent, can she?

It was designated in and around the Crunzel Kingdom, and it was a Hemi-Dragon Man. We are in a position to receive the aftermath of the Trismegistos' request to leave the continent.

It seems that she has already heard from someone, but her face seems to have blown off somewhere.

"I'm a warrior. Mother was originally in a position as a shrine maiden. We'll figure something out. Frederick... well, what can I do?"

In Frederick's case, it is the opposite of Vermelia. By the laws of the dragon men, we must not be on this continent.

Still, Vermelia doesn't seem pessimistic, and she might be able to do something about it.

An hour after we had a reunion with our Franciscan friends.

After throwing a difficult report to Isario and the others, Fran stepped over to Mursani's Lady Roua Chamber of Commerce. I was just checking on Nadia's health.

Fran, I think you're worried about me.

Auntie!