Star Slashing Swordsman

That night was very idle.

Dream.

I had a missing dream about "Star Slash".

It's like --a dream of a butterfly.

One man present in my dream was roaring on the mountain. He was roaring on the mountain of Shinkantsu River.

"* * *" is here, always winning and undefeated.

Everyone was afraid.

Everyone gave themselves up in front of '* *'.

Just --except for one.

At the time, the man, called "* *", was so much a man that there was no objection to being named Unobtrusive under heaven. If you wave your sword, you break the earth, and if you turn your back, there are only corpses left behind.

A man who even left such a legend behind.

It was the end soldier who stood up to what could be described as such a legend.

A soldier who just did the nali of a swordsman without any weird philosophy.

Everyone thought.

He said that the act of trying to face it was never a beautiful one, such as courage, but only barbaric.

But the man was so blinded by the sight of his surroundings that he could not pull it off, and on the contrary, he proclaimed it as a matter of course.

'If I could have defeated you, I would have moved forward a little bit ------'.

Just one thing.

That soldier, who only seemed mediocre, had a different part than a regular person.

The way it is, it's far from normal.

It was unusual everywhere.

"I want the world to blow my name."

A place surrounded by silence, pronouncing itself capable of defeating a man called Undoubled under the heavens.

In that, the soldier's man added words as he greased the fire.

I told him my dream for granted.

Soon, more and more, emotions such as ridicule were simultaneously directed at the soldier's man.

But he doesn't even care.

I kick ass at what's wrong with that.

Don't let your feet snap because Undoubled Heaven is your opponent. You try not to eat everything because no one else is your opponent.

No, laughing makes him claim that.

In order to be strong, he knows that he has no choice but to grasp more than his "limits" in the death fight against the absolutely strong.

Therefore hold the sword.

I therefore step forward.

Only one weapon you can possess - 'will' on your chest, spreading your wings (laying your sword).

'I guess I'm just a miscellaneous soldier to you. I won't deny that. I would have died like garbage on the battlefield. Alone. But don't keep me with the others.'

At least, I don't look down on the ground. I don't even have a hobby of seeing behind me.

That's why I proclaim that I'm not like a wingless bug.

"Is it the strongest? I guess it's unmatched, huh?

If so, the soldier's man tells me to be my opponent with unmatched generosity.

... such a life-attachment that began with an unprecedented provocation. The memory of the missing 'Star Slash' clearly reflects the scene.

That was the preface to the man's hero Tan, who was later called "The Sword Ghost" or "The Star Slasher".

The life of a man who even wanted, dared, wounded, and nevertheless continued to reach for an act that everyone had broken impossible.

When it comes to the radiance of passion for 'star slaughter', which rests on its roots, it is more dazzling than gold.

".................. n"

When I realized it, my consciousness was awake.

I can still see the moon through the window. The moonlight slipping through the gaps in the clouds was illuminating me.

As far as the view outside, I guess I wasn't sleeping at all. The view outside the window hadn't changed much since just before I fell asleep.

"... haven't seen it in a long time"

Sometimes you see it.

Missing dreams, really occasionally.

With all your strength, with all your might, with all your spirit.

My heart was shaking about thanks to a missing dream that reflected the man who had lived that way.

So, laugh.

"A place where even the knights of the king's capital die. If a human being like me could survive in a place like that, we'd move on a little bit."

Ask.

Towards the stars hiding in the cloud--I inquire.

People become stars when they die.

That's what my admiration said. And I believe that, too. Therefore, I was questioning my admiration.

I've admired the act of 'star slaughter', which is only out of standard. Since then, it's been my call.

If you're going to die in the process, the story is that I was just that person.

It's bad for Sophia and my dad, but my fundamentals are 'star slaughter'. I waited two years (...) to hold my sword to form Star Slash and to form Star Slash. It's no different now. It can't be any different.

This fever is the only thing I can't change.

I'm sure this is my destiny.

Rise from the bed with Mukuri and sit on the edge. And turn your consciousness to your right hand —— create a sword.

With the sword I had created on my back, I stood up.

"... I hope he's still here"

I risked my father or mother finding out when I walked out the front door. So I slowly opened my window and stepped out of it.

Needless to say, it's dark around.

No one cared, and although we rushed to the entrance to the village, there were still no people there.

I don't see Alec, the village chief, anywhere either.

..................... Was it too late?

It was still a mistake to ignore what my father had told me before he took care of me, and to force me to sleep to forget about this incident.

That sentiment was born in my chest, and I was groaning.

Not much time has yet passed to see from the inclination of the moon.

A threesome figure in my sight who definitely thought he should be nearby and took a step straight outside the village.

Fortunately, those who spread the map and started with Vieira Aylberg, who was discussing something, were still there.

Before I could speak, Vieira Aylberg opened her mouth and spoke.

"... Anything yet?

My father or Mr. Alec must have already spoken to her. Her expression is still dolled, and it's hard to tell from it.

However, it was easy to guess from the appearance of the knights who were said to be her servants.

"We need to talk."

Saying so, she gave a frightened breath and shook her neck slightly.

"... I'm done talking to you already. I know there's nothing more to talk about."

"I guess..."

It was the proof left that I was about to leave the village.

Although.

But still, I dare say the words.

"I have a favor to ask.... Please take me with you."

Keep your head down and ask for it.

But it was still just a sigh to say that it was the one that returned.

"It's also weird what I'm saying, if you're here about provisionality. First of all, I'm sure you'll die. The sooner you think of it, the sooner you die."

"I haven't thought of it. Because I haven't thought of it (...), I want to follow. Most importantly, I want to see what's up there with these eyes."

Not a dream.

Not even memories.

of the real world, with your own eyes.

"The princess of war is so called in such a great name.

I'm sure you're incredibly strong.... even from the stand-up, it seeped out well.

Hence.

I think I'm going to push this path, knowing that I'm going to unhinder my father's care and that I'm going to renege on my promise to Sofia. Push on, I will.

At the same time I was disgusted with myself, I was made to understand that everywhere I was obsessed with the act of 'star slaughter'.