Half-elves Fall in Love

Take my unsure daughter Naia, who calls herself a brave man, to the Grand Arena and ask Angelos, who is inside for now, to follow her.

This Grand Arena is more than Ace Knight. Night class holders are free to enter for training, but otherwise they are allowed to be military personnel by analogy.

At the time of the duel between Angelos and Ector, it was a strain that the king could not pass either because he had come to see it with patience, but this time it seemed to pass if there was a pre-construction that he was an accompaniment to Ace Knight.

"Andy...... what about that girl?

Angelos looks surprised.

Well, if I suddenly bring in a daughter I don't know in the current busy situation, would I normally react that way?

My name is Naia Grance.

Naia takes the old Hattori Hiroshi hat and greets her. My ears aren't exposed from my bossy, lightly swollen hair, and I don't know if it's a human or an elf or a beast man.

I'll keep my mouth shut because it's not much of a bump in the first meeting.

"I am Angelos Ten Chief. Celesta Northern Legion Clo... No, it's Special Agent Deane's Ace Knight."

Angelos returns a greeting with a salute that puts a Celesta-style right fist on his left chest.

The two of them barely change height, and look and smile a little.

"Introducing Mr. Smythson, I'm here to help you train swordsmanship"

Naia puts her old hat on her head and lets her hip sword patterned ass shake gently.

"... Andy. This girl...... do your arms stand?

"I may or may not stand."

It just hits the edge until I'm clear.

"But he said he was confident in the arm of the sword, so I was wondering if it would be enough if he didn't have enough practice opponents."

"... enough. Too much."

Angelos never comes in excessively, he stands first and walks out, as he gave up.

"Didn't we just talk about less?

"Terrible. That's the sanctuary of the Trot Swordsman. There are dozens of swordsmen, even without the Great Sword Saints or the Grants Hundred."

Angelos was a voice that didn't float for words.

That means.

"But it still... doesn't feel like a big tip for Aurora, does it?

"Discover"

Angelos sighed.

"I don't have ten more days. I knew I might not be able to."

In the basement of the arena, there are numerous training fields of vastness there, separated by cages, and lots of Ace Knights from Trot are encouraged to arch.

Those who pretend to be bare, those who repeatedly punch in with wooden swords on the marutai, those who hang from the sky and abdominal muscles or repeat suspension movements. Few swordsmen are naked on their upper body and running through the wide hallway.

It was a sweaty space. Women warriors are not traditionally recognized in the trot, so they have an overall murky male odor.

In the meantime, the training field where Aurora stood couldn't help but draw attention.

Anyway, she's an elf, a beautiful girl, and classy and strong.

"Guaah!!

A big swordsmashed swordsmack in practice armor by Aurora's sword and fell down more and more.

My surroundings were shiny.

"That's it!

A young swordsman, who was a referee, takes a practicing sword and stands in front of Aurora, not least.

"I'm next."

"Ha... ha... that's fine. Za......"

Aurora lifts her sword as she roughs her breath.

That's right, the other guy's an ace-night too. Aurora is also an excellent swordsman, but she didn't seem to let me win easily.

"I wish Aurora could give me a break too"

"No, that's Aurora's fault. It's been less than an hour since we started building hands, but if you're breathing so much... you can't do it with real labyrinth exploration or war."

Angelos evaluates it hard.

Also during that conversation, another swordsman had bought a referee to get out and the game had begun.

"Shh!! So do it!!

"Knock..."

Aurora barely misses the opponent's swordsman's spear attack. But there's just no cut in the movement.

And, as soon as the opponent stepped deeper into trying to spot how he was doing and decide the battle at once, Aurora switched the sword handles from right to left.

Attack back with resurrected sharpness like someone else and fly your opponent's sword across the universe for victory.

"That's it!

Game over. Replace the next guy again.

"Can she handle a sword the same way as the right, even on the left?

I nodded at Naia's question.

"He said it was a tune to make up for the lack of stamina. They can use it much the same way."

"If it's enough to do that, why don't you just have a shield? The burden in terms of defense will not even compare to that of a sword. The ability to relapse should increase considerably."

"Ah."

... right. Is Naia a traveler? Besides, having a currency you've never even seen should be pretty far away, at least.

"We don't really use shields in the Northwest Plains."

"... yes, what is it?

"Yeah. At least I don't use the Ace Knight class first"

Shields aren't much of a weapon over here. Though I use it to avoid arrows, etc., I rarely walk with soldiers playing melee.

For one thing, the presence of an Auga soldier. Their all-powerful blow can knock humans over it, no matter how sturdy their shields are. Therefore, it is still more likely to survive harassment if it is enough to protect it poorly.

For one thing, the existence of Kensei. Their offensive power outweighs that of an orga as well. Against them as well, the following syntax if enough to protect them poorly.

The traditional popularity of two-handed swords among trot swordsmen will also be applauding this trend.

... No, but wait.

In fact, that kind of leap might be needed for Aurora to beat Sharon in case.

It's also true that you're straining your grip for manipulating a long sword into battle with one hand. Shields make it easier to hold them in even with the same impact.

"Well... if you ask me, you had that hand too"

"Andy?"

"Angelos, get me Aurora"

"Huh? Oh, yeah..."

He looked reluctant when he told Aurora the idea.

"It's dangerous."

"But if we do this right, it'll be a lot easier than it is now, won't it?

"By reason, yes, but mastering a weapon you've never even used in a week or so is..."

"... Aurora would be able to do it."

The length of Aurora's manipulative sword is the limit critical as a one-handed sword.

Using that honestly to do it all the way to defense is higher hurdles than it was originally. Angelos, who uses short swords from the beginning, is more rational.

"But I was surprised. It's really something you can fight with both hands."

Says Naia, who sat properly at the wall and was completely in watching mode.

Half-length cloak in an old hat, she finally looked like a doll made of extra cloth by a child when she sat down.

"Mr. Andy, is this...?

"... uh. It's called Naia. He's confident in the sword."

"Because I'm a brave man."

I'm not sure again. Push my chest out in the name of the title.

Angelos and a good game back length, but he's got a pretty good chest. I felt that Angelos and Aurora were slightly relieved by the presence.

"... well, if you remember your arm, then that's the way to go with it? I want a lot of game experience right now."

to Aurora, who said barely flushed, but Naia shook her head as troubled.

"Um... can I tell you something? Excuse me for a moment."

"... go ahead"

"Honestly, your offense is too poor. I'll let you close your eyes."

Naia seemed sorry, but without feeling at all, she said pathetically.

"Become... Gu, do you fool, all of a sudden!

"You mean foolish...... so let's just let it do it?

Naia rises up lightly fixing her hat and walks into the middle of the training field as she comes.

The other swordsmen who were playing against Aurora, as well as Angelos, were taken aback.

"Come on, go ahead -"

Without even taking a practice sword, he reaches out one hand out of his weird-length cloak to support only his hat, and Naia smiles and urges Aurora.

Aurora turned her practice sword to Naia with a flashing expression.

"It doesn't hurt when you hit it, does it?

"It's okay. Go ahead and kill him."

Aurora makes a few shots at Naia saying something obvious and scary, for now, that feels like.

Naia flips with light left and right steps without any sign of a direct hit… etc.

It was a mild step, as if it were Special Agent Becker's Hundred.

…………

Aurora opens her eyes a little and speeds up the attack.

Again, Naia flips easily.

And with his ever-accelerating Aurora movement, Naia lets him cope with everything with his spare look.

"Become... like this!?

"That's why I'm poor. Not a little unexpected."

"Then this is it!!

Aurora emits a shock wave.

At that moment, Naia holds down her hat and suddenly backs up the universe.

The shock wave that Aurora emitted... was a shock wave that she emitted with a summer salt and let it go off.

"No way!?

"Nothing. There will be few sonic shooters in the trot.... or are you really out of cards with this?

…………

Aurora's sword is trembling.

Muscles are screaming in multiple matches, and humiliation, it would be both.

"Sonic Shoot... How to Call Not Asking, Right"

"Oh... what sword saint is that?

Boso Boso and the swordsmen around him begin to bother.

... I can't fight like that, but I've seen the heroes over and over again in the distance, so I kind of get it.

Naia is strong. That's probably equal to or better than Mr. Deane, too, on that level.

"Your sword is sharp, but very thin. If one doesn't work, I don't have two machetes to follow. It's like..."

Naia gently lowered her hat's violin and leaned down, after a self-derisive grin visible only from the side.

"I admire someone, I imitate only that person's good fight, and that's just the kind of fat muscle"

Night.

Gort and Boyd, who just rolled out to a tavern in the King's Capital, cairons, rants, and orgasms, are secretly having dinner with each other.

And my lovers, who will celebrate their journey and whisper a sumptuous order for a hotel meal.

The hotel, which is developing instead of the Celesta army quarters, also had a slightly Celesta-style, dark and wild flavor to eat, and Mr. Hilda and Mr. Deane and others were delighted.

but Aurora doesn't come back with her seat on the way.

"Hey Irina, don't you know Aurora?

"Hmm? Isn't that Kawaya?

"It's been another hour."

"Sometimes."

"... I'll find you"

There's a real chance that it's jammed... but I thought it sounded like the damage that Naia lost perfectly.

So, as you can see, Aurora finds herself in the further corner of the hotel's most discreet veranda, gaming bottles of wine and drinking at will.

"Hey underage. Yakuza."

"... hehe, when you're 12 years old in Klabes, you like wine, don't you?

I wasn't drunk.

Maybe he wants to confuse it with alcohol, or even that he keeps it in wine rather than a strong brandy or something because pride won't allow it.

"... Naia, you were strong"

"Yes."

Eventually, after that, Naia greeted him "sooner or later" and ended up behind the arena without ever holding a sword.

I don't know where you're staying or anything.

"Mr. Andy."

"Mmm."

As Aurora begins to whine as she sees the township of the King's Capital from the veranda.

"I was always second"

……

"In Klabes, my brother's shadow. Here, Mr. Angelos' shadow. Behind you even with engravings. I'm always the second person in the same position."

"... that's a roundabout. I'll tell you later. What's not gonna happen?

I know it's somewhat downer in there, so I'll pick the words as best I can and I'll give you an optimistic answer.

but when Aurora sips the wine, as small as a kiss, duh, melts her melancholy hot breath into the night of the king's capital.

"In my mouth, I was always going to say something that still aspired to be the best, and in fact that's how I was going to try... I found out today"

"I cannot imagine myself being the best. I'm not ready.... who stood in a deserted field that was not behind anyone and had no idea that only he would be the standard,"

"... what do you mean?

"My swordsmanship meant I was only imitating my brother's monkey."

I laugh couscous. Was it the power of alcohol that made me laugh for words that seemed to sink everywhere?

"My brother is a genius. I still think so. I also outdid the instructors I hired earlier from outside the woods, braided my own style, and that's all I could get through. I was going to imitate my brother's magnificent swordsmanship and to make up for his lack of effort and readiness by being so talented as to be double-handed and so on, and I was an ace-nighter."

"... no, if that actually made you ace night, you ace night?

Oddly cute, Aurora laughed.

No, this would be the cuteness of a 17-year-old girl.

"Mr. Andy, I didn 't-- I didn't want to be denied myself falling in love with you. I wanted to argue that Elves and people are not children of a country where they hang out without meaning."

"Ugh, yeah."

"I wanted to say that I am an elf of a new age. I wanted to be the only Ace Knight Aurora who was born in a new era, stood with his own authority in the new world, and so had no muscle to be spooked by anyone to fall in love with you. … but all I have are borrowings from the people of the ancient times, and they broke me down."

"... well, it's not that serious... you're probably only 17, right? Of the kids, you can't help but borrow everything from adults. There's still a long way to go, isn't it too soon to see yourself out there?

"... hehe. It's what I was often told when I was in Krabeth. It's too early to see yourself as a swordsman, think about everything else, to my father, to my mother, to my brother. At the time, I only thought I was being ridiculed for not reaching out to my brother... but the point was that I must have been spotted arrogant, yet despicable, coming forward before others and trying to give myself the only one I could think of"

"So don't speak so badly of yourself"

I'll gently stroke Aurora's head, depressed to the point of crying at some point.

This girl is smart.

You can't fool yourself and be an idiot.

"Andy, come on...... eh"

"I'm fine. It's okay, Aurora, because I like you properly. I don't think you're just an imitator, 'cause I like you right."

"........................................................."

Naia poked me into a small but decisive debacle, and completely denied my worth with all ease.

In return, the confrontation with opposing Sharon, betting on all of Aurora's values, is now imminent, and the cuts are unlikely to be upheld.

Just as Aurora is naturally weak.

"But Aurora, don't give up. Your talent is real."

"... talent, oh my God"

Sneeze and stroke.

Being told that my strength and confidence are all borrowed would make me feel like I've broken anything already, but borrowing isn't necessarily fake.

"We blacksmiths, they're all imitations at first. I just have to imitate people. Any genius can't build a sword in a way no one knows from the beginning."

"... it is, though"

"And since I can make the real thing, I can recognize my creativity.... what I inherited by then is definitely not fake. Don't get me wrong, Aurora, it's not who imitates it that matters. It's what you can do with it. What to do. If you're thin, you can thicken it. If it's not enough, just add it. If you don't know, you can tell me, and if you don't know, you can try. Don't be afraid to throw away yesterday, don't think it's cool to admit mistakes. If you want to be the only Aurora I ever loved."

Whoa, hold Aurora's head on her cheek and whisper it in her ear.

"All you have to do is stick your chest up and say, 'It's funny.'"

"... ugh, gush... already. Don't you think I'm an idiot?"

"Unfortunately, I'm an idiot, so I'm glad you're one of a kind"

"... heh. Really? … then I will fulfill my vows too"

Aurora shakes my arm and kisses me on the scent of grapes.

"To be your favorite woman. … Shall I be a little foolish?"

"Okay."

"... Yep. 'It's funny'. Brilliant, let's go beyond."

The next day.

Still going through the streets with signs of the morning market and going with Aurora and Angelos to the arena, an old hat and cape were sitting right in front of the arena.

"Are you still training today?"

"Yes."

Aurora snorts forcefully at Naia.

"Should we thicken our thin moves and enrich our impoverished attacks?

"Right."

Naia also nodded to Aurora, who said it like a simple thing, quite right.

"Okay, let's hang out. Mr. Smythson asked me to."

"Nice to meet you"

We nod at each other as if it were a meeting, and Naia and Aurora walk shoulder to shoulder into the arena.

... I was wondering if I wasn't coming anymore, but surprisingly Naia is instrumental.

"Angelos, then ask for the two of you. Don't make me impotent."

"Yeah. What about you?

"Mr. Deane, I can help you."

Ask Angelos to come back, and I'll run out.

The middle-aged man on the way was shocked after being missed.

Golden gauntlet, silver crest on fist.

"... Gold Arm......!?

Turning around, a gentle man, who seemed to be all over it, a leather vest on a regular thin green shirt, wore that distinctive gauntlet.

And he was looking back in response to my whining.

"... well, that sounds surprising"

The middle-aged man puts his arms around the gauntlet and laughs joyfully.

"... you, to the royal palace... the gold arm that came to the trot royal family!?

"Ooh."

The middle-aged man nodded to Eagle Deep Fried.

I thought Felios would be attacked because he had the worst impression, but surprisingly friendly.

"You went to see the king...?

"Sort of. Knowing that means... Celesta Army Intelligence Brigade or something, kid"

"... No, one way or the other, Northern Elf officials"

"Oh no! That means you met those siblings! No, it would have been a nasty one."

of a slightly hairline receding human race, he laughed joyfully and banged his shoulder.

"... yes, no, more than that"

I have to ask you something. Looks like I did have a lot to ask. Like I didn't.

And while he was panicking inside, he turned to the bright face with a hoot.

"By the way, I don't care if you call yourself a brave man or something. Don't you know this little girl?"

"... eh?

"No, I knew it was fine. Bye."

As it is, it disappears cluttered with strange appearances.

... Huh?

Could Naia be a Renfangas associate?

(cont 'd)