Common Sense of a Warrior

"... Long time no see, Verse"

Non had returned to Marquis Anderson territory on single horseback, from Wang Du.

And when I caught the escort on that foot, I headed to my brother Verse Ol' Anderson's house.

Verse lives away from Marquis Anderson's headquarters in a separate house in the northeast of the Territory.

"Long time no see, brother"

Verse is even longer with a good Gatai, lean shape like an elongated stick.

Her skin was white because of her unsunburned physique, and now she was feeling ill or blue.

"You look pale, but you're not feeling well?

"No... I just don't get enough sleep here"

Sit in the front seat of Non, laughing bitterly.

"Speaking of which, congratulations on the delay"

"... what?

I tilt my neck not knowing what you're talking about.

"I'm talking about Merlis' engagement."

"Ah... oh..."

"It's a total envy. I hope our daughter can get engaged to a good person soon."

I drank tea whining about it.

Non stared at Verse like that for a while, but sighed and sipped tea again.

"... so? What is it, brother? Isn't it unusual for your brother to be here?"

"Really?

"Yes."

For a moment, meditate your eyes.

There was heavy air flowing indoors.

"... Lord, I need to ask you something."

"What is it?

The moment I asked that, I attached a sword to Verse's neck.

Verse opens his eyes in astonishment, alternating with fear the sword in his neck with his lord, Non.

"... hey... what is this...

In a panic, Verse snapped his nose.

"Non doesn't like to be dusty.... Hey, Verse. Why did you have to attack Nong's family?

"... is...?

"Answer me, Verse. We have evidence that your lord and mercenaries are already connected."

A red muscle fell on his neck with his sword poked at him, from which the pottery pottery and Shizuku dripped.

In that circumstance, which is still going to cut me... but Verse laughed when he took his breath.

"... would you please put your sword away? Brother."

Where did the rush go earlier, Verse doesn't show how it moved.

"Why do you ask…"

In a painful silence, the words of Pottori and grumbled Verse echo.

"What's wrong with that?

"You're on your own... brother. Whatever you want, give up your duties as a man. I was festived as a hero when I thought I'd left the house, and properly about our Lord's throne.... Have you ever thought about me swinging by it at all?

Pickle and the sword trembled.

"It's..."

For a moment, I turn back and take my gaze off Verse.

"... all the time, I hated it. He was discouraged by the comparison between his brother and the genius of the sword, and then desperately studied... all his parents saw was his brother, blessed with the genius of the sword. When my brother was thrown out of the Marquis Anderson house, I was truly delighted. Finally, everyone saw me. All this time...... I thought I was the one who deserved a lord for trying and gaining knowledge, not on my brother, who just liked his own sword. All that time, I was going to work powder myself for the development of the Marquis Anderson family.... but as soon as the war was over and my brother came home, it was me who was thrown out lightly..."

"Verse......"

"... what the hell was my life!? I am not a convenient pawn for my brother, the Marquis Anderson! And yet nobody thought about me or anything, and they kept swinging at me for their own convenience!

"Is that why you let your family attack you?

"Yeah. I really tried to make you attack my brother. … As a result, I was very satisfied because my brother seemed to suffer."

A sword that was about to break away strikes his neck again.

"Why don't you give me the family of Non...!

Gillilli, as he endured the hatred that was creeping up, was biting his lips.

"I didn't have enough people to kill my brother. My brother's swordsmanship is amazing. Well... I was going to compromise, but it was a great pleasure to see my brother suffer."

In contrast, Verse responds only in a floating manner.

At last, he couldn't stand his reaction and quickly waved the sword in his hand.

... but Verse doesn't move from there.

As if waiting for a quiet impending fate, I was just staring.

Fluffy, the wind created by the sword touches Verse's neck.

But he never moved his sword.

"... when Non learns of the Lord's work, the Lord is finished. Why bother to confess in your own unfavourable direction?

We were on the verge of stopping.

And then ask over and over against Verse.

"Come on... even myself, I don't know"

With that said, Verse had a dry grin.

"If the plan ended in the middle of nowhere, maybe that's regrettable...... maybe I'm content with being able to tell my brother what's in my heart"

Non draws his sword slightly.

Verse had a pale view of it.

"... your Lord shall dispose of your dwelling. Don't think you'll ever get out of jail again."

Moment after moment, a convoy of escorts waiting outside the room detains Verse.

"My brother is so sweet."

In contrast, Verse laughed quietly without panicking.

Then stand up and walk towards the door as the escort prompts you.

"... Verse"

Conversely, he called his brother's name without turning his face, unable to move off the spot as frozen.

"I don't apologize. Even if your distortion is your fault, your Lord has taken away your loved ones."

Verse shrugs his shoulders, not to mention now.

"... but Non loved you. As a family."

"Really, my brother is sweet"

Verse smiled and was taken by the escort.