Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

When the kites were crusading the scourge that wrapped around the rainbow. Far away from McDawell territory, a man called "Death of the Dojo (let's do something about it)" was planning an operation to discredit someone without changing his face.

Well, that's not particularly noteworthy because it's every day when it comes to the usual things, but he's had a few reports about it, and he had a few thoughts about it. I opened my mouth with a breeze that there was nothing subtly beneficial.

"... there are things I think about."

"Ha..."

"I was wondering if there was a definite meaning to a name or life. Experience it and wonder if it can no longer even be said to be the person himself if he can do it to his own things. Doppel, Phantom. I can tell you anything. If you can put the past into your own possession, I think it can no longer be said to be who you are."

"Ha..."

Researchers reply raw again to the clown's words. Suddenly, it's always the same when it comes to saying something that I'm not sure about, but aside from that, I don't know what that means this time. And, in itself, the clown seemed to understand. Laugh and apologize.

"Hey, I'm sorry. With this report, I thought a little bit. Apparently, she only matches a few..."

"Huh..."

"? No, no. There's no way I'm going to reprimand you. You guys have done enough. The possibility of this happening was well taken into account. You said that during this time, didn't you? It is only natural that there will be some matches. Don't be frightened."

The clown shows a slightly rushed breeze and tells the great-blue researcher to laugh and appease. The researcher's report contained a few failures, and it seemed like he was secretly reprimanding them.

but I wanted to reprimand you separately as the clown said, but I didn't mention it as such. I thought it was just a little funny how it ended like this, because it was just an honest emotion spilled from it.

"But, hmm......... this is hilarious. Does the name Tsuruo sound familiar to you?

"Princess Tsuru...?

It's a name I've never heard of. Researchers think so and tilt their necks. Well, I can't even do it. I'm just suspicious of clowns who know this in Enefia. That would be the realm of how many even the Japanese know the name of this princess Tsuru. Surely, it is a name more common to those who do not know.

"Yeah. Japanese, right. If you say so, it's like a Japanese princess of war. Well, there's nothing wrong with knowing more. That's the kind of woman there was."

The clown looked at the experimental results and nodded with pleasure. Here, he has a lot of unknowns, too. As a result, there seems to have been a lot of confusion. Honestly, I was amused that this kind of result came out.

"Ha..."

Meanwhile, researchers also understand what they don't know, and conversely, clowns do. He is not familiar with Japan, but the clown will be familiar with Japan in relation to the enemy being Kite and serving those who once had him summoned for any reason. Probably because you know Jeanne d 'Arc, you are familiar with Europe.

There was a common understanding among the researchers of the organization led by the clown. But aside from that, I couldn't understand why the name came up on this occasion.

"Well, that would be good. No, it's not good..."

I wonder what happened to the clown. If you say it doesn't matter, that's fine. This is an outcome that researchers accidentally achieved a while ago using previously obtained research results as a basement, so I thought there might be a few combinations. So there is nothing wrong with this level.

"We've already got the main ones, so maybe it's good to say that... Hmm, two, a few pairs... one of them is, well, the first stuff, so we can't help it, but this one is..."

Because of this, they have achieved some results. Discretioning it would be necessary as a leader. Misunderstood by his personality and wisdom as if he had eaten a man, but he did not have the ability to be a general with him.

In the first place, he's a general. If you try to do it, that's what you can give the rank of general of a great power. I unfortunately show that talent when I'm sneaking into some country with my acting and it helps a lot. I just don't dare. Out of the question, they like the way it is.

"Hum..."

Is there any way I can help you with this? Clowns think about a few things for a while.

"It's a good idea to cut it off and use it as a throwaway pawn... Hmm..."

That's too much. The clown feels so deeply wasted on the perfect research results except that they have turned out inconsistent with their own thoughts. As such, he drops a third time to the submitted research results.

"Hmmm...... it's a great result no matter how many times I look at it. No, not disgust, really from the bottom of my heart. It's a shame."

"Ha..."

From the bottom of his heart, the clown thought it was a shame. Yes, perfection is perfection. Their researchers responded nine-ninths to their wishes. No, on the contrary, let's praise him for responding to the Twelve Minutes about that Ninth Century. There was just something in the rest that the clowns attached importance to.

To this extent because this is a clown, but if it were a madman level researcher, it would be enough to spare a tear. Therefore, it was an area that seemed honestly spared to clowns as well. There is too little to make this a mere throwaway pawn, he said.

"That being said, it is also true that it can only be a mere few matches as it is. After that, I can't even sell this to any of these people. If it's perfect so far, it would be a lot of deductions...... oh yeah. Then go ahead..."

What to do with the use of this. That's the clown I thought about it, but he suddenly figured out how to use the research results. Ask the researcher about a few things.

"And is it possible to adjust it the way you say it?

"Ha ha... to that extent well... it will take some time, but it is possible"

Listening to the clown's stated measures, the researchers nodded clearly because they seemed puzzled but possible for now. I wasn't told anything difficult, and that's the technology of the planet - including magic, of course - but I was just told what was possible. Besides, the clown continued to snort satisfactorily.

"Really? That's good. Just make it to the example day, that's fine."

"If that's the case, there's probably no problem. Well, it can't be clearly stated until what time, as all of that will involve our qualities, etc. … until the day of the example, it will be quite possible."

"Then I beg you."

The clown nods again to the researcher's clear statement and asks for it. It seems like a few pairs could be interesting toys. There was no hand to not use. And the clown called out as he remembered to the researcher who so bowed his head and tried to get to work quickly.

"Oh, yeah. With that said, what are you going to do in practical terms?

"Oh, is that you? I was wondering if I'd see the good guys about that."

"Really... then I'll take care of it. Leave it to me."

"Ha... I don't mind if you're right. Are you kidding me?

"Ha ha. Good joke. No way. I'm the weakest of the four. You can't do that to me."

The clown laughs a lot and shakes his head at the researcher's inquiry. Thus, a corresponding researcher graciously leaves his room behind. Needless to say, it started to move in line with the clown's request.

"You want to see what happens a little bit."

After the researcher left. The clown smiles with pleasure. That wasn't a smile that could take any spitefulness or ridicule, it was even like a child who found a new toy. Purely, he seemed interested in what would happen.

"Depending on this result, it looks like it can also be applied to production...... hey, I did a good pick up. No matter how we fall, it only rolls like we're good. You can truly betray us, or you can martyr us. It's unusual for either of us to have nothing but gain. Only she might dare me to arrange for her to survive."

At first, he was a clown who meant to be just a few matches, but he was very satisfied that more than a few matches were likely to be achieved, turning to disaster as a blessing. And so he was a clown who began to think of things again, but pounded, as I recall, and slapped his hand.

"Oh, yeah. Then I must also say a word to them..."

The clown gets up when he says so. The swordsmen who crossed the blades with the kites a while ago are on their way. Thus a man who had once greeted the two swordsmen and called them "lords" was noticed against the clown who had gone to their gathering place.

"Wow, clown. Aren't you in a good mood today?

"Oh, this is this. Yeah, yeah. I had some good things to do today."

"Sora, good"

"My lord" snorted with great pleasure at the clown's words. That's how he asked the real question as him.

"So, what's going on with the rest of your face?

"Yeah, that's just why I'm here."

Just fine, the clown smiles and nods. And that's how I saw the faces gathered on the spot and realized that the number was small.

"Oh... you have swordsmen"

"One's a cigarette, one's as usual. What's the other one thinking?"

"... nothing to think about"

"Well, you can respond for a moment. I'm curious about you."

A quiet swordsman answers the words of the "lord" in a slightly annoying manner. In fact, not only were there two swordsmen among the faces invited by the clown, but there were still warriors who could compete with them. And when I saw such an exchange between the two, the clown nodded contentedly.

"Ha. We seem to be getting along pretty well."

I'm not from the same place. Different ages. A clown who has gathered many different things, but apparently not in a sinister mood. I don't need to align my feet. I haven't thought about it at all from him, but it's still good not to pull each other's legs. That was enough.

"You're not going back for the time being if you went smoking or the other one. I left both of them earlier."

"Ha... that's troublesome for them too... I'll ask you once, smoke. You're using decent formula stuff, right?

The clown asks even more of the woman who came to one of the finest kimonos on the spot, as she was frightened by the two swordsmen. As a matter of course, tobacco is forbidden in Enefia. This tissue will spill your eyes, but if you go outside, the beasts will find out in one shot. I needed to formulate something I dealt with there properly.

"Yes, Clown Hall. He simply likes the act of smoking. So you just have to let him have a lot of vanilla, as appropriate. Tobacco was merely an appearance, and I left a little work done on the area of the smoking mouth with Raoul. The customer enjoyed steaming puffy tobacco that smelled like this. You won't notice for the time being."

"Thank you. I can't wait to get lung cancer before I fight."

A clown pleasantly thanks the woman in a fun kimono for her words. You said you invited him because of it, but it's not even a laugh when you lose with a cigarette.

So I decided to hide this from the customer and let her taste only the feeling she was secretly smoking. It should also be noted that I agree with other faces about this, so as a general rule, I decided to keep my mouth shut. It is a long way from now that we will realize.

"So? Are those guys waiting?

"No...... can I ask you to leave a message?

"Oh. I don't mind."

'My lord' agrees with the words of the clown who has finished his conversation with the woman in the kimono. I'm free for the time being. I've been doing a few things in my spare time, but it's still going to take a while for it to work. For the time being, we had to wait for the movements of the two swordsmen - that is, those thieves' movements.

"And so I say."

"Oh..."

"Ho..."

It was the two of us who reacted. Only a woman in a kimono and a man called the 'lord'. All the others were interested, or they were leaning their necks to see who the last person they introduced was.

As I said before, they fall apart in pieces. No wonder there are strangers or vice versa. That's why a quiet swordsman ahead asked the two people he knew.

"Hmm... who?

"Oh, well, you guys don't know"

"Well, that's what nature is. Nevertheless, I am also a very close woman to you."

Apparently, what we knew and what they didn't know was nothing strange or anything. In this way, the twilight is spoken by the two of us.

"Right. Were there such people?"

"Yes."

A woman in a kimono laughs. Both are fierce. That's for sure. I can undertake that. Seeing everyone understood like that, the clown nodded one.

"Well...... so thank you to the swordsmen"

"Yes, sir."

"The Lord" never turns to the clown, waves to him and says yes. As such, the clown would be ready to make the next move after the occasion.