Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

Until the sun set and my surroundings were wrapped in a book of nights, I kept my body at the railings of the Talap, looking out over the great hole leading to the underground cavity where the ruins of the period of divine civilization existed.

"Mr. Kazt......"

"Alice."

"Are you all right?

"What?

I don't turn around on Alice, I take the cup she's been offering.

The airships floating in the air are colder than I thought the wind would blow because they weren't moving but they were up there.

She probably cared about it, too.

The hot air is rising from the cup of wood I received.

When I put my mouth on it, it was slightly tannic but my body warmed up.

"Hot wine?"

"Yes, Your Majesty Kaisel, to Mr. Kazt."

"Right..."

Take your mouth off the cup and turn around.

Alice stood there looking anxious.

"Speaking of which - are you okay now?

"Yes......"

"Then I'm glad."

In the dungeon, Alice was physically abnormal because she couldn't replenish her magic, but she seems to be fine now.

"What does Mr. Kazt intend to do now?

"Follow Grandpa to help his people"

Ellen is my childhood friend and Rafra is the princess of the Kingdom of Lawrence, as well as her primary companion who traveled with me.

Besides, Lumelia, the Duchy of Alto, is now in danger.

It would be the current situation that there is no moment of respite.

"Can Mr. Kazt fight when he is to fight his flesh parents?

"... what are you going to do with that question?

"Because! Mr. Kazt was so shocked! I was almost indifferent when I was in conversation with Lord Elvest... but I was so upset when someone named Melchior appeared -"

"So - that we can't fight? Is that what you thought?

That is a terrible mistake.

I am a swordsman and I have the power to fight.

And even my grandfather is a swordsman and a magician at the same time.

More than being swordsmen with the art of fighting each other, it is common for the world to ultimately decide with each other's martial arts.

Whatever the reason, there's no other way to defeat them than to make them enemies.

Whatever it is, my people's lives may be at stake this time.

"No!

"What?

I doubt Alice, who's been denying my word.

I didn't mean to give you the wrong answer...

"Mr. Kazt, isn't it painful? My family -, my flesh parents... If you have to knock it down with that hand, if you kill it, won't you be annoyed by the consciousness of sin!?

- I'm not sure.

"Huh."

"Duh, what's going on?

Why? Why, Alice is in tears...

I have no idea what that means.

A swordsman is a job to fight.

Having a weapon in your hand and knocking down your opponent means you can't complain if they kill you.

Nothing more, nothing less.

So why Alice is crying... I don't know why.

"This is because Mr. Kazt is so heartbroken..."

"What do you mean?

"Elves are highly sensitive. Besides......, I was actually relieved on the inside. Mr. Kazuto didn't have to kill a woman named Sema..."

"Relief? He was... trying to take away the human body of this world, wasn't he?

"I know. But! Sema knew Mr. Kazt's mother, didn't she?

"Right..."

"Then I don't think Mr. Kazt should kill Mr. Sema. At least I think so."

Alice's argument is not theoretical at all.

I believe that defeating a standing enemy is an endeavor as a fighter.

"Alice, the values are different between you people who don't have the skills to fight and those who put themselves in battle from day to day."

"That's not true! Mr. Kazt looked so lonely until just now! Aren't you just keeping your emotions under control!?

"... I don't know"

I'll give her a short word back.