Morning...
I slowly rose up as I felt my muscles aching.
I haven't been excercising lately, huh.
"You awake?"(Demon General)
"Yeah I-"(General)
...
?
"Breakfast is ready, you're the only one we're waiting for."(Demon General)
"Waitwaitwait, what the hell is happening right now?"(General)
"What do you mean by that?"(Demon General)
"I mean...you can obviously see it."(General)
"..."(Demon General)
"Oh...now I get it."(Demon General)
"..."(General)
"You should just give up, the peace treaty has already been signed anyways."(Demo General)
...
No.
"Besides, there really isn't any point in fighting if all we get are casualties."(Demon General)
No.
"That's not it."(General)
"What do you mean by that!? Don't you realize how many demons close to me died because of that pointless war!? Yet I chose to support peace because I know revenge won't bring them back! Why aren't you-"(Demon General)
"That wasn't what I was talking about."(General)
"Then what!?"(Demon General)
"You're wearing an apron."(General)
"..."(Demon General)
"..."(General)
"...and?"(Demon General)
"It doesn't suit you."(General)
"..."(Demon General)
"..."(General)
...
"Rude."(Villagers)
Everyone was eavesdropping.
And apron doesn't suit heavy armor.
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A long table was lined at the center of the village, it was long enough for everyone to sit down.
"You're the chief of this village right?"(General)
"Yes General, you are very famous in the entire kingdom, it is an honor to meet you here."(Village Chief)
He was talking in a very stiff tone with a cramped, smiling face.
"Drop the formalities, I was also a villager once, in fact, it'd be really nice if you were to just refer to me by my name."(General)
Talking to villagers is really relaxing unlike the usual formal form of talking with the nobles.
"Really? Thank you very much General."(Villager Chief)
"Hahaha...don't worry, nothing bad's gonna happen if you say my name."(General)
"L-let us eat now before our food turns cold, a toast to the g-gen...eral..."(Village Chief)
He started stuterring at the end of his sentence.
"Do you even know my name?"(General)
"Hahaha...ha..."(Village Chief)
None of the villagers knew his name.
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"I thought I was famous..."(General)
Feeling depressed after breakfast, I was walking around town in a daze.
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"You are, they just didn't know your name."(Demon General)
"How the hell am I famous then!?"(General)
"You're famous as the General."(Demon General)
"Then my name is just pointless!?"(General)
This is worse than not being known at all.
"Who do you think you're talking to?"(Demon General)
What the hell is she- oh.
How could I forget.
"You're...uh...d-"(General)
"It starts with an L"(Demon General)
"I-I was trying to say definitely."(General)
Still safe...
"Sure..."(Demon General)
"D-definitLee?"(General)
"..."(Demon General)
"..."(General)
Fuck.
"Wanna hear a joke?"(Demon General)
"I...guess...?"(General)
"Your life."(Demon General)
"Woah."(Hero)
"That's stronger than my strongest magic."(Lina)
That's a weird way to say it.
"Wait what the hell are you doin here!?"(General)
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After stepping outside the village, I once again encoutered the dragon named Era.
But...
"What the hell is it doing?"(General)
I was surprised by the sudden beam coming from it but I felt no pain and no damage was noticable.
It's just continously beaming at me.
"I think it's healing you."(Lina)
"From what?"(General)
This is the first time I see a dragon healing a human.
"I'm not quite sure but I feel like it's a type of magic used to heal burns."(Lina)
"But I don't have any burns."(General)
"..."(Demon General)
"?"(General)
For some reason Laura was staring at me with dead fish eyes.
Oh.
"Does it even know you can't heal psychological burns?"(Lina)
"..."(Dragon)
It stopped healing.
"Uh...thanks...?"(General)
"..."(Dragon)
It ran away.
Dragons are apparently sensitive creatires.
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(Author note-I really need to add the slice of life genre here...maybe not.
-don't you hate it when you have a perfectly planned out schedule and a single job ruins it all?
-my enligh teacher chose me for a speech contest, THANKS FOR RUINING MY SCHEDULE~ like he could hear it lol
-can't even excercise anymore, starting to get envious of the wall...how do you even excercise anyways @,@
-this was the best way to vent out my anger :3
-short? Deal with it
-expect an ultra schedule if I win huehuehue)