Star Slashing Swordsman

"--I want to kill the stars."

If I said so, everyone was scared.

Everyone my age was laughing about me. We should turn our minds around. I, who am only a villager, admire the distant act of 'star slaughter' instead of aiming for a swordsman.

I can dream, but my parents told me to keep it on schedule. In contrast to that vision, no positive person existed around me as one.

"Star, hey......"

Buh, buh.

and a girl half-eyed at me who sounds a wind cut, the tip part breaks, and keeps swinging up and down the wreckage of the bamboo that was only the handle part.

Her name is --Sophia.

He's my childhood friend and one of those people who gets stuck in "Star Slash."

Four years had already passed since that day when I had that vivid dream, and I was twelve. The heat of "Star Slash" does not know it will cool down, and it continues to shake even more than that day on the day it comes and the day it comes. This Sophia was the only one who would now complain about my unvillager-like behavior because she didn't break up an attitude that didn't have ears to listen to.

"I have no idea what Julius is thinking."

That said, she'd drool with a deep sigh.

'I admired it because it looked good. I wanted to be you too. "

That's my origin for "Star Slashing".

I admire the life of a swordsman who dreamed of "star slaughter," and this is how I do the Swordsman's imitation because I have a similar passion to him. He continued his bareback for four years until his arms stopped rising to complete the Star Slash.

But Sophia was just making me sigh that the idea was the one that I didn't understand sincerely.

I'm sure you don't understand that all this doesn't have the same passion as me. It's not a matter of reason or anything like that, so I had to think even more so.

"Julius wants to be an adventurer?

"... hmm?

Like work, the movement of the arms that were swinging at regular intervals is only slightly dull. That is a question that has been thrown so much that octopus can be found in the ear. It was a common question everyone had asked me about trying to be a swordsman.

"I... I just want to kill the stars. If I can kill the stars, I can do anything."

That's why I denied Sophia's questioning.

Adventurers are common names for those who make a living hunting demons. Being a swordsman or a wizard.

There are many of them among those who aspire to adventure. That's why I thought. Why did she ask me that?

"... after all, I don't know what Julius thinks"

Sophia would have quickly convinced me if it was for the visible pursuit of profits, but the reason I waved the sword was completely different from that.

I want to send a shiny raw like that swordsman who dreamed of "star slaughter". I want to have the same passion as him. Such an idea is rooted. So for Sophia, what I thought was out of understanding.

"Oh well."

I'm not looking for understanding from the source.

Sometimes it kills people. A sword that can be enough.

The reason I aspire to be a swordsman who takes that for granted is because 'I admired it' no matter how far I fry it. It gets there. Probably won't be understood by others. That's impossible, except for someone with the same fever as me. Yes, I'm out of words.

But still.

There was only one thing to say because I aspired to 'star slaughter' and after four years I still care about Sophia in this way.

"... but"

……

"I don't care if it's an idea that nobody understands, but I'm fun. Unlike before, the world looks radiant. It's more fun to have this ridiculous goal than to live with inertia. That's what I think."

Was it surprising what I said when I shook the wreckage? Sophia glanced at him only for a moment, then broke his face, causing him to shrug and grin.

"Something's changed about Julius."

"Me?

"Yeah. I used to have eyes like a dead fish and now I have eyes like a normal human being"

…………

Unexpectedly, my hand stops waving the wreckage of the bamboo.

but that's also a flash of events.

I managed to get it back together and started swinging again.

"... Oh, my God"

"I don't know, you said you were suddenly angry. I don't know how much fun that is, but from the side, it looks like a lot of fun. Ever since that day four years ago,"

Four years ago, that day.

From that day I saw the memory of a swordsman who dreamed of "star slaughter," I got a bar cut, the wreckage of a scythe to form "star slaughter," and even started to bareback from morning to evening. Sometimes I did things differently, but basically I do all that barely.

That day when you could be seen in a strange gaze from everyone in the village. I'm sure that's what Sophia's talking about.

"So. I've been trying something new lately, like Julius!

"Something new?

"Yes, something new! Me, actually, it sounds like I have a healing magic talent. That's why I'm being solicited by the priest who came to the village before this. I thought you might be a healer."

"Heh..."

A healer is precious.

It is not a profession where everyone can be.

Because that's not going to work unless you're a man who's good at the magic of healing, which is essential to a healer.

At the same time, I was surprised that Sophia had such a gift, and I decided to push her back just a little bit to keep it alive.

"I think it's good."

Buh, buh, I say as I continue to pretend.

"Really?

"Yeah. Sophia has a healer talent, doesn't she? Then I think it would be a good idea to take advantage of that in the right place. There's no way you can spoil your talent."

There 'll be fewer young people from the village again. Oh, my God, if I heard I pushed Sophia's back, I'd only be willing to be flabbergasted from around the village chief, but still, I sincerely thought so.

You shouldn't spoil your talent.

"No body, ah... okay. Yeah. I'm going to be a healer at the invitation of the priest!

After a few beats, Sophia made that declaration to me with a powerful voice as she made her fist grip.

"But then you'll be alone in the king's capital..."

Against Sophia, who deliberately turns her gaze to me with a flicker, this time throwing words at her, who I say half-eyed, "What the hell?"

"That's why. Hey, Julius. Why don't you come with me to King's Landing?

"Why me?"

"Because none of my villages is my age trying to leave the village outside of Julius. And Julius is the one who pushed me on the back."

Certainly no one in our closed village wants to go out of the village in my generation or in Sofia's.

All of us are just people trying to live and end up mediocre. That would have happened. My anomaly, aiming at "star slaughter," and even continuing my bareback, emerged and was the object of a strange gaze.

"If you go to the king's capital, there's a dungeon, right? Julius wants to be strong, right? At least I think it's more convenient than continuing to pretend in the village."

"Mmm."

Make a troubling roar.

A dungeon is a common name for the demonic nest where those called adventurers, whom Sophia had earlier said, are regarded as earners.

It's good to keep bluffing, but it would be more convenient to deal with demons in a dungeon and make money.

That Sophia's argument is everywhere true, and she's going to snort unexpectedly. But I shook my head to the side against her words.

"I think Sophia's right, too. But I don't."

"... why?

In a grumpy mood, she blushes.

Well, then yes. Because I'm shaking my head beside Sophia, saying the same thing. The inconsistency is also a good point.

"Only for a few more years I want to be waving this bar-cut. 'Cause I still don't think I have enough training to get out of the village."

Health, skill.

Everything is missing from me.

So just a little more --.

"Even though there might be someone in King's Capital who could teach Julius the sword?

"Still."

A sword master already exists for me.

It's not a person, it's just a memory, but for me it's the only unique example. That's where I admired it. I was so quick to respond to her words because I didn't believe and suspect that tracking her was the right thing to do.

"Mmmm."

Sophia glances at me, swelling her cheeks. But I flushed it with the wind to Willow, and I kept waving.

"... I don't know. - I don't know! Because I asked you out and you don't know Julius to ruin it!!

It was Sophia trying to leave the spot in a deliberate footsteps with her back to the yakeshit and her shoulders angry, but you thought I'd pull her off. again, did you want me to hold back?

The stride is small as opposed to the angry state of mind.

"But that's enough! I'm going to King's Landing alone!! If you're an adventurer who's coming to the village tomorrow, you just have to head to King's Capital carefully!

There was no sign of her ever leaving. I guess you didn't mind my attitude.

Turn to me again, darn it! Sophia rushed out after posing for the

"... adventurer, or"

I whispered as I sidelined her back as it turned smaller.

Apparently, one of the villagers saw a demon called Goblin outside the village, and it happened last month that the village chief sent out a request for a crusade to the Adventurer Guild in the King's Capital.

Unfortunately, there seems to have been an unintentional and noisy incident in the vicinity where a B-rank adventurer party came to the village and the village chief boasted about it yesterday.

Normally, those around D were dispatched among Adventurers Guilds that would split with ABCDEF if they were about the lowest ranked goblins among demons, but this is an unusual B-rank party. I didn't know the village chief would make me proud to snort.

At the same time. I was just a little interested.

Adventurers certified as B-ranks.

Against that skill.

My only comparison is with that swordsman who dreamed of star slaughter.

That's why, although it was Sophia's offer that I turned down, I was actually quite intrigued by those who belonged to the King's Capital and the Adventurer's Guild, too.

"What? The Sofia guy, that's all the village chief told me not to go outside the village."

The direction she ran out.

It was a path leading by a river located outside the village.

Even though he was scattered angry to stay out of the village as long as he could than a month before he supposedly saw Goblin, Sophia thus frequently heads outside.

What, you think it's calmer to go outside than to be in the village?

"I'm sure you don't have to worry about him."

I once again turn my consciousness barely to the idea of childhood tampering.

At this time, I had no reason to know.

That this event is a similar branch to that day four years ago. I didn't know that yet.