The morning sun illuminates the Quena house.
There was a rattling sound.
Zed and Quena are brushing their teeth in the washbasin.
There was a carefree routine in the morning.
What can I do for breakfast?
"Meat"
"Beginning in the morning?" I'm on bread and soup.
"Oh, that's mine, too."
Then why don't you make me a salad?
"All right."
The content of each share was decided.
Sheila usually takes the initiative by herself, but the two of them are also surprisingly cooperating.
There was not enough, but they felt that this was not bad either.
"" Mogumo ""
Their meal was quiet.
But it wasn't awkward.
There is calmness and comfort.
This is because there is a common understanding that the two of them who are accustomed to the battlefield can stay vigilant.
It was a testament to the full trust that had been established.
By the way, it looks like Astaire's church has been raided again.
"It's a noise again." Is the demon tribe rampaging like Yusuf? "
"It looks like we don't know who did it." It hasn't been much news since then. "
"Isn't it in the news? I think it's quite a case. To not make you anxious?"
"Even so, I think we should make them known and tell them to avoid danger." You didn't get any information in the first place? It seems like there's a lot of raids at night, and there aren't many testimonies. "
"I see..."
The two dishes are emptied.
I took it to the sink and washed it with Quenna, and wiped it down with Zed. It was actually the first time for the two of them to do housework, but as I went through camping, I understood what I had to do.
"More than that, what happened to Sheila?"
We were talking about it last night.
I want to act quickly, but I can tell by the battle that I am quite skilled.
When I searched the dark clouds, I realized that it probably didn't make sense.
As a result, I decided to speak out to the person who seemed to have the most information.
"Oh, I just got a call from Riff." We're being called to the guild in an hour. "
Zide took out the guild card and showed it to Quena.
I see. You seem to be busy, but you can still see me.
The words were ironic.
That's why I witnessed Riff taking her to Sheila the last time I saw her before she left for Beastman territory.
Moreover, he said that he would perform a suspicious ritual.
It went without saying that Riff knew something about it.
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I slammed the door of the Guildmaster's room with my middle finger.
Quena and I stepped inside as a voice announcing permission to enter arrived.
I'm glad you're here.
Rif welcomes us with a smile. But the smile I put on it turned out to be made.
"I'm sorry to see you. You're busy, aren't you?"
No, I was just about to call you.
"Is this about Sheila?"
Umu
The smile turned into a serious face.
Understand that this is the moment to turn to serious talk.
Suddenly, Rif lowered his head.
"I'm sorry. Sheila's body has been taken over and she's a servant."
"Oh, I know." I saw you yesterday. "
"Didn't I see you?! Then what happened?! What did he say!"
I raised my head and asked with a sneaky face.
"No, nothing. I missed it..."
"Mh, I see..."
"Hey, who is that guy?" Where did Sheila go? "
That's right, I have to explain it to you in turn.
Riff puts down a beat and starts talking.
First of all, the evil sword is called Nerim.
"Nerim...?"
Quena frowned.
Do you know that?
“I told you yesterday. Someone who took over Sheila's body. One of them is Nerim. He was called the greatest sword saint of all time."
"The best Sword Saint ever?"... no, wait a minute. Everyone who comes to mind... "
"Yes, he's dead. That's why Riff says differently - isn't it?"
Quena turned toward the riff.
It was a question of a matching answer. I don't even have the slightest anxiety about my answer.
But Riff shook his head to the side against Quena's expectations.
"No, I'm sure." It was the greatest sword saint of all time, not the Nerim of the [Divine Region]. "
"Nah... because she's definitely dead..."
"Hmm. History speaks for itself. Nerim is not alive because of the unquestionable, perfect truth of history. By the way, he was alive."
It's a delightful rhetoric.
So it wasn't an evil sword in the first place?
You turned into an evil sword on your own initiative.
Quena holds her head.
This is definitely going to be confusing with the amount of information I don't understand.
"Why did he take over Sheila's body?"
"It's really straw." We were supposed to be friendly, but we were too vigilant to be told. Naturally, the magic that transforms itself into a sword is irreversible. Sheila was taken away from my evil sword because she said she couldn't go back to being a human herself. "
“That's ridiculous. We believed in riffs.”
“I don't want excuses. I'm really sorry."
I was a little relieved with this exchange.
Because Riff didn't seem to be lying.
The worst possibility was that Riff set Sheila up in a trap. If we do that, it'll be harder for us to deal with.
Of course, I don't think Riff would do that. That's why I'm going to throw up on myself that I was slightly suspicious of.
"Anyway, it's important to get Sheila back now. Do you know what Riff is? Nerim and I are going somewhere."
In fact, there's been a series of attacks on Astaire structures.
Bring in information that would have been prepared in advance.
But it was unexpected.
I was upset about Quena.
“Yeah, I know.... hey. Are you kidding me?"
Riff's story, which sounded different, leads to Sheila after a while.
Is this what the priest was talking about in Kuzela's church? He knew we and Sheila were friends.
In retrospect, the Holy Sword also had something to do with Astaire.
That would explain the attack on us.
"But why are you doing this?" It was like the greatest swordsman ever, so it was a hero party, right? I'm sure you were close with Asteans. "
"The purpose of that guy is unknown." But the organization that has shown clear hostility is True Astaire. "
"I can't believe it because the name has changed..."
"If that's the case, there's plenty of room for discussion."
"... Sheila doesn't have much luck either." No, I'm an idiot when I accept evil swords. "
I knew you were doing something inadvertent. Still, I accepted it because I didn't think it was dangerous.
I was actually thinking the same thing myself.
It was also harmed, and it became a matter of regret that the outlook was sweet.
"There, there's something I'd like to ask of you." It's a confidential request worthy of S rank. "
"Do us a favor?"
"I want you to capture Sheila and Nerim without hurting me as much as possible." I don't want anyone to find out about it, and I want you to keep the damage down any longer. "
"You don't have to tell me." I'm going to do it from the beginning. "
I came under the riff to find out more about Sheila. We're here to save her, so we're working on the premise that we don't have to ask for help.
"Hmm. Well, I guess that's just Sheila's story." I'm asking you to arrest Nerim as well. Quicker than anyone else. "
It's a determined attitude, but it contains something I'm sorry about.
I wonder if she is reflecting on her failure.
He's asking for us.
Quena comes forward.
I want you to tell me why you're so obsessed with Nerim.
"... what are you going to do about it?"
Rather, why can't they explain it?
Looks pretty irritated.
This emotion must be because it put Sheila at risk.
It's worth it, but it's probably because Riff stabbed him.
I'm not convinced that you can tell a good story about a bug without explaining the reason.
"Okay, I'll teach you something special." However, I'll wait till I get Nerim home. "
"... you didn't properly explain it to me, but you asked me to fulfill my request?"
"If you need collateral, say so." Let's drop this arm, too. "
The riff sticks out one arm.
The eyes don't look like they're joking.
As expected of Quenna.
"Guu... I get it."
I pulled it quietly.
There seems to be nothing more to say.
"Riff, I'll explain later." But I want you to teach me only one magic. "
Magic?
"I know it's an urgent request, so I don't mind if you just use it once. I want to know something called" Alternative Magic ""
The magic Nerim would have wielded on Sheila.
If you were a magician like Riff, you wouldn't know.
And that prediction seemed right, and Riff didn't have such a difficult face. "I see. Surely, Zide's eyes can only be remembered once." Why do you want to know that magic? "
"Even if I knew it was Nerim, it was hard to fight in front of Sheila's face. I don't want to fight the one I know as much as I can."
"Kuku. I see." Quena, stop by. "
"Um......"
Quena's face was blatantly unpleasant in anticipation of what was to happen. However, the fact that Nerim was rampaging while he was doing this must have passed through his mind. She had a really disgusting face, but she stood next to the riff.
The magic power of the riff was all over the place.
Well, why don't you take a good look at it? ─ ─ Huh?
I don't know. Do you understand?
The riffs were suddenly slipping through her face.
His eyes were dotted and he looked around.
On the other hand, Quenna, who looked disgusting, had a cool face.
Apparently, it was completely replaced.
I see, this is.
"Thank goodness, I understand."
“So you're going to put it into practice? This time, I and Zed will change."
Quena's body rifle came out.
"Hey, wait a minute!" It's going to be a mess, no! "
Riff's body quenchingly refused.
"Quena is right." It's going to be a mess any longer, so let's quit. "
"Kuku, that's not true"
She laughed with pleasure.
Quenna's mischievous face has a glimpse of an unusual gap, it's a bit cute.
But I'll give it a try.
My magic powers envelop both of us.
"...... is that it? Are you back?"
"Isn't that the case?" Should I say exactly that? Normally, after decades of magic knowledge and experience, you should learn magic after years of training, but...... you'll laugh. "
According to that calculation, I wonder how many months and days Rif has spent. You look like a toddler. Or maybe you were so talented that you didn't need a day.
But that's it.
Seeing the two of them back together, I was convinced that they had acquired magic.
“Thank you. I think I can apply this.”
Trustworthy.
"I almost didn't know what was going on... I'm scared to come here already..."
Quena held her arms in a trembling motion.
Do you feel terrified that your body has been taken over for an instant?
If so, how does Sheila feel?
Well, and the riffs in my mouth.
"It's Zid. Hold this."
What's this?
It has a beautiful cutting board. I think it was a luxurious name such as round brilliant cut.
It is a polishing method used for gems, etc., but this is undoubtedly a magic item with magical power.
It shines golden.
I can tell at a glance.
It is an elaborate item that has been crafted over a considerable amount of time.
"Hey, it's just a little special order." No matter what happens, don't let go of your skin. And if Sheila is in danger, stay with her all the time. "
"Can't you explain the situation?"
Rif shrugs his shoulders at my question.
You don't even need to say a word anymore.