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

"....Shouldn't it be normal for this to be said the other way around, by the older party?"

People in this world are generally precocious, especially this one...a young girl who lost her mother when she was young and was forced to inherit the position of village chief early seems to be better able to understand the importance of force.

And although he could understand why the other party valued force and still let him hang on to him, he couldn't help but cast a look at Fearon for help.

It was the sight of asking for help that made Feilun come back to his senses immediately.

"...Hurry up and stop pestering Mr. Ash, pestering is not the character a lady should have!"

She quickly stepped forward and grabbed the young girl's back collar, and forced it off. She ignored the young girl who was flapping her hands and feet, struggling and protesting, and looked at Ash and said curiously: "The holy sword here is I haven’t pulled it out until now. Could it be that... Master Ash, even someone as powerful as you can’t pull it out?”

"No, he just hasn't tried it," Fulian, who has always been trying to fish, pointed out the problem at this time: "He felt that the goddess didn't like him, so he never went in from the beginning."

"Is that so? Maybe the goddess just wants to test you? Come on, give it a try!"

"I think this is unlikely. Now...the remaining demon wolves will not pose a threat. The matter has been resolved. Let's go back quickly."

Fei Lun's face was full of expectations, but Ash just chuckled, patted her on the head, and passed her without any hesitation, walking towards the direction of the village without any intention of trying. , as if the holy sword had no temptation for him.

This made Philan feel very regretful, but Fulilian hurriedly caught up with her... Of course, Fulilian didn't think much about anything, she just wanted to find a place to warm up quickly.

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After helping the Sword Village, they naturally received warm hospitality from the villagers, and even lived directly in the home of the young girl village chief.

At the grand dinner organized with the help of the villagers, the young village chief still did not forget about her desire to get married, and she even sat on the side and acted coquettishly and cutely.

It's a pity that Ash is also a serious person, and he can't agree to the young girl's proposal. He directly regards all the actions of the village chief as the nonsense of a child and refuses them casually many times.

Then... He, who was quite cool in refusing during the day, quietly came to the cave in the sacred area in the dead of night.

A seemingly simple broad-edged sword was inserted into the protruding rocks in the cave, with some rust on it.

But considering that it has been inserted here for at least thousands of years, it is not incomprehensible, and just a piece of rock can prevent various heroes from pulling it out, which is quite impressive.

However...Axiu stretched out his hand tentatively, and a translucent barrier suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, blocking it out mercilessly.

"...Sure enough, even after so many years, the barrier here still won't let me in."

He murmured and silently took a step back.

At this moment, purple lightning appeared on his body.

Compared to the past, this smaller gravity thunder caused the surrounding space to appear distorted.

After Ash set up additional barriers, they hovered for a moment, and then surged out in unison.

——Boom! ! ! !

The earth cracked under the ruthless oppression. The invisible barrier left by the goddess shrank inward under the oppression, and even caused countless ripples, seemingly about to break.

However... no matter how hard the thunder whipped, the translucent barrier never appeared, and it felt like it was really going to be broken.

"Even after twenty years, it still looks like it will be broken, but in fact there is no sign that it will be broken... It is indeed a barrier given by the goddess to the sanctuary. Like those stone tablets, it is a rare miracle in the world."

Ash walked forward, and the invisible gravity caused the oppressive barrier to shrink back.

In the end, gravity couldn't bear it anymore, so he reluctantly took a few steps back and exited the sanctuary.

And after using magic to tidy up the scene, he regretfully left the scene.

The next day, I didn't notice anything unusual about the village, but I happily waved them off.

But until the end, the young girl village chief still held onto Ash, wanting to keep him in the village and protect the Holy Sword with everyone.

Even if the other party was a child in this situation, Feilun couldn't bear it any longer and forcefully pulled them apart, dragging Ash away quickly.

This made the young girl as regretful as an eggplant beaten by frost. With the comfort of the village elders, she could only give up her goal temporarily, and told Fulilian to be on time in 50 years, and...

"——Master Ash, please remember! No matter when I come back, I am fully looking forward to it! Especially when we meet again ten years later! I will definitely be a graceful and beautiful girl by then, and I will definitely be able to welcome you with the most beautiful appearance!"

The young girl village chief jumped happily at the back of the team, waving her little hands constantly, and her clear voice was full of longing for the future.

"Okay, if you remember, I will definitely reply... Uh, why are you looking at me like this? I was just playing with the kids..."

Halfway through his words, he noticed the subtle glances cast by the girls on both sides of him, causing him to cough lightly in an attempt to resolve the embarrassment. After a few brief explanations, he quickened his pace to avoid further misunderstandings. breed.

When Feilun saw this, an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured softly to himself that only he could hear. Then he temporarily gave up preaching and quickly followed the two of them.

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After leaving the Sword Village, they continued their journey northward over the towering mountains to the Magic City.

Along the way, as the seasons change, the severe cold of winter gradually fades away, and the forests along the way are covered in new green clothes, becoming lush and full of new life.

It was during this process... Fulilian was still picking herbs and did not return.

This caused Ash to be urged by Fearon to find someone, but he didn't go too far when he saw it at the edge of a small swamp. Frilian was holding her knees expressionlessly, looking not far away and talking. The uncle who is wearing something.

"...I used to have a good friend who always went on little adventures. He had a developed mind and simple limbs, just like an orangutan, but he was also a good orangutan who cared about his friends." Liu The uncle with brown hair, a ponytail tied behind his head, a beard and a monk's uniform looked like he was reminiscing about the past, looking at the sky in the distance and slowly narrating:

"But when I grew up, when those dreams in the past were gradually left behind...that guy suddenly came to me and asked me if I wanted to be adventurers together; if I could hold on to him at that time... If you hold his hand, some things will definitely be different, right? But..."

At the end, the uncle monk lowered his head sadly and sighed: "That was all ten years ago, but... I still regret it to this day."

"Hmm..." Fulilian didn't even move. She was still sitting on the ground hugging her knees. She just said calmly and expressionlessly: "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because...the village where I live is holding a harvest festival, and my eldest brother asked me to go to the forest to pick some edible wild vegetables, and then...as you can see, now I am trapped in this deep place. The bottom of the swamp is hopeless..."

The monk narrated while sinking, and extended his hand to Fulian, showing a smile that seemed to be seeking redemption: "However, if you can hold my hand now...then things will definitely change, just Like 10 years ago, if I could hold a friend's hand."

"....Wait a minute, I'm a little confused."

"Now that things have happened, is there anything else we need to worry about?"

"Your hands are dirty." Fulilian gave her answer without thinking, which made the monk's smile stiffen: "...No matter how you think about it, this is not the time to worry about whether your hands are dirty or not. Right? And miss... you are all dirty guys."

"But this is the first time I've encountered something so dirty in a physical sense."

Fulilian just looked at the sinking uncle in front of her, showing no interest in his trembling dirty hands. After calmly retorting, she looked away and looked into the distance and recalled:

"Wait a minute while I think about the magic that can pull people out of the swamp."

"Yes, really? Then...please hurry up...must hurry up..."

"I'll try my best."

"...Speaking of..." The uncle monk looked like he was about to cry, and turned to look at Ash, who was sitting next to Fulian while the two parties were talking. He couldn't help but say: "This handsome guy...what about you? Why are you watching from the side?"

"I watched it because it was interesting."

"Really? That's great..." Once he met two weird guys, the monk uncle couldn't help it, and even cried to them: "But at this time ....Is it time to watch the excitement?”

"Indeed, I still have something that Fei Lun told me. If I go back too late, I will be blamed." He stood up with sudden realization.

This strange focus made him couldn't help but pat the swamp in front of him, splashing a lot of mud, and said excitedly: "——Compared to the life in front of you! Do you actually prioritize trivial things?! Let the elf be cold and cold. , you have been just watching the excitement, is this really okay? "

"A lot of lives pass by every second in this world. If you care so much about death, wouldn't it be very tiring?"

"——That's it! It's true! But! I'm right in front of you! Can it be solved by just reaching out? The reason why the relationship between people is so cold is because there are too many of you guys!"

After being unable to resist angrily scolding him, the uncle monk tried his best to smile and calmed himself down before reaching out to him again: "You don't want to make the world a better place? For example... from grabbing my hand Start? As long as you make a choice, the world will become warmer because of you! At least, I can feel this rare warmth!"

"Your hands are so dirty....I don't really want to wash them."

"I will wash it for you! There will never be a trace of mud left behind! So hurry up..." The uncle monk shouted loudly without tears, promising him with all his strength.

But he was troubled: ".... But the scene you mentioned is disgusting just thinking about it. I don't want an uncle to touch my hand so carefully. At least change it to a beautiful big sister?"

Flylian, who had not moved at all from beginning to end, heard this and looked sideways, and said without thinking: "... I won't help you wash it?"

"... Don't be narcissistic. Before you say this, take a good look at yourself. How do you look like a big sister?" Ash was almost used to her boasting, and just complained with disdain.

The uncle in danger unexpectedly showed an expression as if a goddess was being blasphemed, and pointed at her excitedly and said:

"——That's it? You can be called a big sister with this?! Don't insult the word big sister!"

"Forget about being rude like Ash... Do you know your situation?" Flyllian raised her eyebrows in surprise: "How dare you talk to me now? You still want to be rescued?"

"... If you want to ask me, which is more important, life or faith! It must be..."

"Life?"

"No, before answering this question, can you tell me whether you remember... that demon-Guwa! Save, save...!"

.......

The poor monk uncle who was trapped in the swamp, before he finished what he wanted to say, his mouth had already sunk into the swamp, and he kept spitting bubbles.

"——Master Ash, why did you....huh?"

The people who called for help disappeared, forcing Philen to come over, but before she could finish her words, she saw a rather strange scene in the open space among the bushes.

Fulilian, with an expressionless face, hugged her knees and squatted beside the swamp. Ash was also sitting cross-legged on the side. One of them looked ahead with indifference and the other with curiosity... They had basically fallen into the swamp and looked like they were about to drown, but unexpectedly, there was no intention to lend a hand.

Such a strange scene made Philen doubt her own eyes. She couldn't figure it out for a while. She couldn't understand what they were doing? .... Tacitly watching someone die without helping? Or did they want to see how long it would take for someone to drown? ?

"Ah...I remember."

Before Philen asked, Fulilian suddenly remembered the magic that she had accidentally forgotten, and then grabbed the magic wand placed aside.

The monk uncle who was struggling in the swamp was suddenly pulled out of the mud like a lotus root being pulled out, and then... thrown to the side.

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Ten minutes later.

The monk uncle who had been vomiting for a long time on the side finally recovered.

"I'm so sorry, Master Fulilian and Master Ash, it's troublesome for you." Feilun glared at the two people who looked around and pretended to be busy, and then bowed his head to apologize to the monk uncle who claimed to be Zain: "I will scold them later."

".....?!" Fulilian's expression became weird in an instant. Ash stared at the village not far away, as if thinking about something.

"It's okay. You saved me anyway..." Zain smiled bitterly and shook his head, pointing to the village not far away: "By the way, are you really not going to visit our village? Although we are busy preparing for the Harvest Festival, we can still entertain you."

"No, we still have to go to the nearby town... What are you doing?" Fulilian refused on behalf of Ferren but didn't finish her words before Ash put his hand on her head and forced her to lower her head.

But Ash ignored her dissatisfaction and said to Philen with great interest:

"The Harvest Festival sounds great! Philen! Let's go to the village to play~!"

".... What are you talking about all of a sudden? Don't we still have to replenish supplies from the town?" Philen frowned and stared at him suspiciously: "You don't think... I won't say anything to you if we go to a crowded place, right, Ash?"

"No, it's just that I want to experience the folk customs, and I'm not in a hurry anyway, so why rush?"

"Yes, yes! Philen, I want to see it too!" Fulilian seemed to understand Ash's intention, and immediately tried to show an expectant expression.

"Ash, Fulilian... You..." Looking at these two troublesome guys, Philen didn't know what to say for a while.

But they seemed to be really looking forward to it, so she couldn't bear to reject them completely. So after hesitating for a while, she gave up and said, "Okay... If you insist... But don't think I won't say anything to you. When there's no one else at night, just wait in the room. I won't forget what you did."

"Of course, we also think we are wrong and should be criticized. We just want to see the Harvest Festival as well..."

Flillian had a strange expression on her face and kept waving her hands to defend herself... But when Philen turned his head to look elsewhere, she couldn't help but poke the man next to her with her elbow, and whispered without even looking at him, "... Ash, your trick doesn't work."

"... Maybe he's really unhappy."

"Think of another solution."

"Don't force yourself on others, okay? It's hard to coax an angry Fearon."

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The two of them followed Fearon, discussing in a low voice how to avoid the reprimand that seemed not easy to avoid.

Feilun, the two people walking in front, could hear some of the strange discussion between the two, but she sighed softly and didn't want to talk about them in front of outsiders for the time being.

And when Zain listened to the words behind him, he couldn't help but wonder: "What is your relationship? It doesn't seem as simple as just teammates...?"

"...Lord Frillian and Lord Ash have been kind to me in raising me up." In the middle of speaking, Fearon suddenly turned back to the two of them and warned them seriously:

"——Master Zain just said that there are many dangerous and poisonous species in this area! You all should be careful and make sure you don't get bitten!"

"Uh, are you sure you haven't been kind to them in raising them? And..." Feilun's worried warning made Zain doubt their substantive relationship just by looking at it.

"No, I didn't lie, and they just mess around occasionally, but they are actually very reliable people."

"...Y-yeah?"

Thinking about the previous actions of the two of them, Zain found it difficult to understand the "occasional nonsense" and "reliability at critical moments" mentioned by Fearon, and he even couldn't help but show a sympathetic expression.