Kuishinbo Elf

◆ ◆ ◆ Loufay ◆ ◆ ◆

The snow dissolves, the grasshoppers begin to sprout.

A harsh winter had walked away, and a life blessing spring was already that far away.

This is' Mowsink Hill 'northeast of Filimisia.

The Virgin Ertina was attacked here by the Garndragon.

It feels like a long time ago.

I stand on a small high hill, overlooking my hometown of Filimisia.

The wounded town was still in the midst of reconstruction.

Still, Rick says less snow and more efficient work.

Beside working out spear moves as a knight,

Honestly respect him for his contribution to the town as a carpenter.

He still seems to have more carpenter blood flowing than knights.

He seems to be aware of the bluff, too.

It is the current situation where the stubbornness characteristic of the craftsman refuses to do so.

Still, if you know the reality, you won't like it, but you will.

Something you're missing.

Something missing from him as a knight, it's... ruthlessness.

Being a knight, whatever you do, you have to accomplish.

It won't be less.

Knights are not allowed to put them in battle and lose.

If you lose, you are more likely to lose your life than your own.

As a result, a moment of lost will be lost.

Don't get lost, if you can't prune your opponent's life in cold blood, what you're waiting for is death.

No, there may be harder ends ahead of us than that.

As far as I can tell, he's too kind.

I'm sure it won't last as a knight.

that many knights of the same type as him had fallen or retired without aspiration,

Because I've been watching it ever since I got my mind on it.

My father is a swordsman called Kensei.

And he's also a knight.

I currently work in the castle as a guide,

At the time of the former demonic wars, we went to the front line,

He is the strongest swordsman to survive without a single ravage wound.

My father took me like that,

Our brothers and sisters have undergone various educational and sword arches at Philimisia Castle.

Therefore, our brothers and sisters have continued to see the many glories and frustrations of the knights from behind.

such as those who achieved such glorious birth stories as Mr. Rudolph

There's only a handful of them.

Most are frustrated, desperate and retired.

He is defeated by his enemies because of his lack of strength, and he is leaving the world.

Other unexpected dreams, keep following the honor and keep the days of drilling silent,

Most people don't go up in depression.

A knight is never a glorious world.

It's a tough, hard, tough world.

Honestly, I want Rick to take over the big industry.

Because there won't be a hand that doesn't take advantage of so many arms.

You can only be a knight, because you're not like us.

We brothers and sisters really only have 'swords'.

I can do very little but swordsmanship, and I won't let you do it.

If you have time to do that,

I'm being tapped in to brush my sword arm at all.

My father's squire does the cleaning.

Meals are also mostly mixed with the knights of Philimisia Castle.

I don't make it myself.

Truly, we have learned and lived only with minimal manners and swords.

I'm not dissatisfied.

I myself think that's okay.

I'm worried about my sister.

To be honest, Runfay had a sword to throw away,

I want you to live a peaceful life.

With her, she will eventually marry the man she likes and start a family.

If you can't do anything at that time, Langfay looks adorable.

I'm a man, so I won't be told around that much.

But my sister is a woman, naturally.

I wonder if I can't feed my kids one of my handicrafts.

Unlike me with a dark personality, she has a bright personality.

If Lamphay is light, I am darkness.

Even if they are twins, they are still born with different parts.

gender, character, and...... kindness.

Let's be honest, I'm ruthless and brutal.

I am confident that those who disturb me will be cut off relentlessly.

Even if that's the parent brother.

But my sister would be different. She really remains sweet.

It appears on the sword.

Lately I've figured it out so I can take it.

Therefore...... Langfay wants you to leave me.

than a bloody and cruel world,

A peaceful and gentle world would suit her better.

"You're getting warmer...... is spring close"

The wind stroked my dark hair past me.

Still slightly, the wind is cold. But it's definitely warming up.

The prickliness that pierced his skin was soothing.

"Right, brother. Spring will be here soon."

My twin sister, Langfay, stands next to me.

Our brothers and sisters are always together.

I go with you everywhere, and outside of school, I wear matching clothes.

They have the same hair, the same face, even the same physique.

Now... though.

"Right, when it gets warmer... why don't we both take a slow walk"

Runfay shines his face in my words.

When the time comes, I'm going to tell my sister.

Told me to throw away the 'sword'.

If my father hears about it,

I'm not going to condone you if you're trying to retain your sister.

Follow my father's teachings and trump my father.

It's not me anymore.

Recently, I was given the 'ability' directly by the goddess Mias.

This ability is a 'deadly' skill for the Swordsman of Life because of its speed.

There are no elements at all that beat my father.

No, it's not just swordsmen.

I am not willing to lose to those who do all the harm.

"You can't wait for spring, brother!

That bright smile always illuminated the darkness of my heart.

So... I'll keep you away.

Don't let my darkness stain you.

Even if we were born together, one day we would take a different path.

That's what the goddess Mias said.

That's right.

And I wished.

He wants me to bear the harsh fate of my sister.

My wish was fulfilled with the 'ability' I was given.

That came true because our brothers and sisters were twins.

Runfay is no longer the 'Promised Child'.

As a normal girl, I can put the raw thing together.

"Oh... right, Runfay"

My way forward is Shura's way.

It is my destiny to continue to trump the hostiles and decay in their blood.

I want my sister to take the peaceful path she can take after that path.

Because this is the only thing I can do as a brother.

The wind blowing through increases moments and warmth.

It was the same as bringing a little bit of goodbye to my sister.