Funeral, what should I do if I reincarnate as a demon?

However, before they crossed the mountain range, night had already fallen.

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At night.

The three of them wrapped themselves in their own sheets and huddled together in the rough fortress that Ash had temporarily built by using magic to raise the ground.

Philen was next to Fulilian on the left, and Ash was also next to Fulilian, who was afraid of the cold, on the other side at Philen's request, so that she could fall asleep peacefully with a comfortable and enjoyable look.

The firewood in front of them crackled, accompanied by occasional sparks, and the atmosphere was warm and cozy.

Finally, there were no outsiders, and the atmosphere was quite warm "in the same room" with the young queen and the big loli... Normally, it should be something to be happy about, but it was a pity that one of them was Fulilian and the other was Philen, so Ash didn't even have a little excitement, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep silently.

And on the second day, he casually dragged Fulilian, who was still sleepy, up... After all, they had to leave this mountain range as soon as possible, where the wind and snow still popped up from time to time after the cold current passed.

However... they hadn't walked for long. After being fed by Fren, Flillian followed the two in a half-awake state. After a while, she staggered as she walked, and soon she fell to the ground with her face in the snow.

It was also at this moment that the sky, which had just cleared up yesterday, fell down with heavy snow again - the blizzard unexpectedly stopped for only one day, and then it hit again.

"Alas... When will this guy really get up early?" Ash looked back at the old loli who was buried in the snow in a short while, and couldn't help but sighed as he walked forward and picked her up from the snow.

This scene made Philen frown: "——Lord Ash, you should just carry her on your back at this time. And because you always hold her like this, it will be detrimental to Lady Flillian's growth! It will make Lady Flillian lazy!"

"No... Why do you say it as if I am doting on a child? She is already more than a thousand years old. No matter how much you have high hopes for her, she will not grow up anymore."

Ash shook his head in distress, shook Flillian in his hand, and got the snow off her body. Then he sighed in Philen's unhappy eyes. "After all, isn't it for you on my back? Instead of letting you two magicians walk slowly, it would be more convenient for me to lead you, or... do you plan to switch with Fulilian this time?"

"Huh? Me, me? I will..." Philen subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he noticed that Fulilian between his hands had curled up into a ball, as if she was sleeping comfortably, he couldn't help but feel envious and hesitated, "If, if Master Ash is really okay... can I?"

"Of course."

He smiled and nodded, and turned around and squatted on the ground.

Just waited for a moment, the familiar-both strong and soft, as warm as spring water, oppressive feeling, gently enveloped his back again.

But he didn't say anything, feeling the warmth of being sandwiched in front and behind, he unconsciously accelerated his pace in the wind and snow.

This time, in this familiar and strange white wasteland, the people who were isolated from the world but closely connected directly became three people.

Even though he was carrying one and another on his back, Ash was still agile and swift, moving across the snow like a swallow, and his speed even exceeded the speed of the three people on weekdays.

And in the process of fast travel, Fulilian gradually fell into a comfortable sleep, occasionally opening her sleepy eyes in a dream, and gently guiding the direction with a lazy and trusting attitude, leading Ash through the raging blizzard.

Before noon, a village hidden in the mountains gradually appeared in front of the three.

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It should be just a village, but this village covered with snow in the mountains shows an unimaginable scale and defense.

Surrounded by a circle of stone walls that are not high but extremely solid, the whole village is like a miniature solid city-state.

There are many stone sentry towers built on the inner side of the village wall. Obviously, the residents here attach great importance to safety and make careful arrangements.

It was only when they arrived near the village that the wind and snow gradually stopped. In order to avoid unnecessary attention or misunderstanding, Fulilian and Fen jumped off Ash's back tacitly.

The three of them walked across the small bridge and passed through the gate guarded by several guards in hunter costumes. A pink-haired girl appeared in everyone's sight.

She stood not far away, her clear eyes flashing with curiosity and innocence, as if she was full of interest and expectation for the arrival of these three outsiders.

"You are finally here, Master Fulilian." The little girl stood on tiptoe to make herself look taller as much as possible. When she noticed Ash, she showed a surprised expression: "And... Master Ash! You are still alive, welcome to the Sword Village again~!"

".... What, do you know me? By the way, your clothes..." The inexplicably familiar clothes on the pink-haired little girl made Ash curious and asked: "Are you the current village chief?"

"Yes, I am the 49th generation...hereditary; by the way, your magic image is also hereditary, I can always see it in the living room." After saying so, the young village chief bowed her head respectfully: "Although Lady Fulilian is too much, she clearly said that she would come in fifty years, but she never showed up, but you came twenty years ago, which really helped a lot, thank you very much!"

"...I just happened to pass by, don't mind."

"Even so, you are very good! More reliable than Lady Fulilian, better than Lady Fulilian! If it weren't for your age and having a husband, I would want to marry you! Really, Lady Fulilian is too much!"

The young village chief said strange words, and when Philen was dumbfounded, she suddenly smiled at the last moment and explained: "-This is the last words of the village chief of the previous generation, my grandmother."

"Yes...is that so, I thought..." Philen patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

And Furlian, who seemed to have been scolded in her last words, looked indifferent: "Although it was an appointment, I also said that it would be okay to come again in eighty years."

"But what was agreed upon is what was agreed upon, and... Lord Ash came even without an appointment, how could you do this!"

"But as a village that has protected the Sword of the Brave for generations, self-defense should be easy, right?"

"Even so, an appointment is an appointment~!" The young girl village chief looked distressed and looked at Ash for help: "Lord Ash, can you please talk about this person too?"

"It's useless. If her laziness could be solved so easily, she wouldn't be so lazy now."

Even if he was asked for help by a cute little girl, he could only squat down and touch the head of the young girl village chief, and persuade her to give up her meaningless pursuit.

And it was difficult for him to say that he came here before...actually just to try to break the holy domain barrier where the holy sword was stored.

But Philen, who had been silent, couldn't help asking, "Master Ash, what agreement are you talking about? What is this village..."

"Ah, don't you know? In fact, as Fulilian said before, this is the village that guards the Sword of the Brave; in the nearby sanctuary...actually in the nearby cave, there is the Sword of the Brave, which is said to be given by the goddess, and that sword will attract monsters who fear it and want to destroy it, so Fulilian promised to come here half a century later."

"But the one who came in the end was Master Ash... As expected of Master Ash! He is really gentle." Philen listened to his words and smiled proudly, as if he was not only praising him, but also praising himself.

But after she finished speaking, she thought about it for a while and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Wait, isn't that right? Master Ash, I remember..."

"From the past to the present, heroes from all walks of life in history have tried to pull out the sword of the brave, but no one has ever succeeded."

"No, no... In the story I heard, the brave Xinmeier should have the sword of the brave?"

"That was made up by others."

"Huh?"

"The superiors like to create gods, so they made up a perfect Xinmeier, it's just that simple." He casually said it, the difference between the story and reality made Felen silent... and she didn't quite understand the meaning of doing so.

At this time, Fulilian looked at Ash and teased: "It's really surprising that you would come here on purpose to protect this village... Did you fall in love with the village chief?"

"... When I came, half of her foot was already buried in the ground."

"When I was young, I remember she looked pretty?"

"Indeed." He nodded in agreement subconsciously.

But just as he said this, Fren, who was praising him just now, turned around and glared at him: "Master Ash——!?"

"I'm just kidding, don't show such a scary expression..." Ash shrugged helplessly, then looked at the young village chief who was observing him, and said: "Anyway, since I'm here, there should be more monsters here recently. I just happened to pass by and help you clear them, right?"

"Thank you~Master Ash! You are really as kind and gentle as grandma said~!" Hearing this, the young village chief immediately rushed over with a smile and hugged him happily.

He also accepted everyone who came, and touched the pink-haired little girl's head: "So good, so good~"

The two of them were so close, and normally it should look quite warm, but Fern, who was standing beside them, said coldly:

"... Lord Ash, although I think it is unlikely, please allow me to confirm it."

"What? Such a scary expression again..." Ash looked carefully, but showed a vigilant look, blocking the little girl village chief in front of him.

"You are not... interested in children?"

"... I was just a little bit friendly with children, and you are thinking something strange? I didn't do anything to you before, right?"

"... Think about it carefully, although you were quite cold when you were young, you were very gentle to me at critical moments."

"Don't take it out of context, even if I haven't really been cold to you now, right?"

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The strange argument made Fulilian and the village chief observe with interest.

But in the process, they soon arrived at the cave called the Holy Land.

A large number of wolf-shaped monsters had gathered around, and when they found the outsiders arrived, they all surrounded them.

"....Since Lord Ash likes the village chief so much, you can handle everything here by yourself." Philen pushed him forward with a feeling of being upset.

"Children nowadays are really... Alas."

He sighed helplessly, but at the moment when the wolves swarmed in, he followed them and charged in the direction.

Philen, who said that she didn't want to care about him, was actually a little worried. She was ready to support him, but in fact... before she even moved her magic wand down, she saw a scene that made her dumbfounded.

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Ash, who was ejected like a cannonball, didn't even pull out the blade. He relied purely on his fists and feet, and easily swept the group of demon wolves as if he was in an empty space.

The demon wolves, which were known for their teamwork and were enough to scare most adventurers when they were numerous, were now as fragile as paper in front of him. Every time a fist touched them, their hard skulls and any other parts burst in an instant.

This scene was the most intuitive interpretation of the disparity in power, like a child's play, but with unquestionable destructiveness.

The overwhelming power gap made the demon wolves tremble with fear, and all resistance became futile. Only the lucky ones could let out a sad howl before they died.

And... they soon gave up the reckless siege and fled directly from the scene.

And this was the first time that Philen saw that the monsters would flee so simply.

.... Perhaps this is the biggest difference between magicians and warriors. Magicians have strong large-scale killing capabilities and strong attack power, but their bodies are like fragile porcelain, and there will always be times when they can seize opportunities.

But when the top warriors are in combat, their bodies are filled with magic power, and they are invulnerable to swords and guns. Even dragons cannot bite their bodies, and they will not give monsters any chance to take advantage of them.

Therefore, she really can't think of any other adjectives for the scene in front of her except slaughter.

Monsters, like demons, will not leave corpses when they die, only traces of battle will remain. Therefore, even if the pure white of the snow becomes bumpy, there are only flying soil everywhere.

Even the blood on Ash's body lost its form and gradually disappeared after its owner died.

It was as if all this had never happened, leaving only a piece of snow that had returned to peace but was still in a mess.

"——Oh! So amazing! So amazing!" Although it was a scene that was not suitable for children, the young village chief clapped her hands and praised him, and gave him an admiring smile: "As expected of you, Master Ash! You are really amazing! Even more amazing than the legend~!"

"... The difference between the worlds is really huge."

Ash's eyes briefly swept across the young face, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

If a child in the 21st century saw this scene, he would probably cry in fear, but here, it became a heroic feat in the hearts of children.

Is it because the living environment is full of dangers, so even children admire the use of force so much?

Before he could think clearly, the ground under his feet suddenly turned black, and Philen, not far away, suddenly exclaimed: "——Up! Ash...!"

Before the girl's voice fell, Ash had already turned sideways and looked back, and the blade was unsheathed in the blink of an eye.

When exactly the sword was drawn and when it was sheathed, neither Philen nor Flillian could see clearly. They could only see the translucent slash bursting out from the blade, instantly splitting a wolf-shaped beast that was more than ten stories high into two.

The beast didn't even have time to let out a dying howl. Its huge body, which was cut in half, fell to both sides of Ash under the momentum of the attack.

——Boom!!!

The two huge bodies hit the ground, causing a terrifying rumbling sound and a large amount of snowflakes. Philen couldn't stand still for a while and fell directly to the ground.

However, in the center of the extremely shocking scene of snowflakes and blood rain on both sides, Ash turned around and walked towards the crowd calmly as if nothing had happened.

His usual demeanor was like breaking a weed by hand. The speed of the attack... can be said to be far faster than the speed of releasing magic.

From the beginning to the end, it took less than a second. Philen's heart, which had just been lifted, had not even had time to let go.

"Is this the true strength of Master Ash?" Philen murmured unconsciously, and for a while he just stared at the familiar figure blankly. The shock in his heart could not be described in words, and it took a long time to calm down.

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The giant beast that jumped out of the rift beside the cave was killed in one blow, and the scene made Philen stunned.

The little girl village chief who got up from the ground ran quickly with shining eyes and threw herself directly into Ash's arms:

"....Master Ash actually killed the mountain master with one blow...! You really should marry me~ and then - stay here together forever~!"

".... What are you talking about..." The strange proposal made Ash look confused.

But the young village chief said seriously: "You don't know, in fact, our village has a tradition that if you kill the mountain owner, you must marry the village chief~!"

"If you kill the mountain owner, you must marry the village chief??... Are the children nowadays able to talk nonsense seriously?"

Ash, who returned victorious, was unexpectedly entangled by the young village chief using her age advantage.

And this young girl who lost her mother at an early age now only wants to keep this extremely strong man in the village to protect the village, and keeps acting coquettishly:

"——I'm serious! And children don't lie! Believe me~! Master Ash!"

"...I don't want to say anything about you, what are you talking about? When I met your grandmother, your mother was not even born yet."

"You are definitely not a pedantic person, right! So age is not a problem! As long as there is love~!"