Star Slashing Swordsman

The city of the king's capital, wrapped in darkness at night.

Needless to say, therefore, vision is overshadowed by darkness at night and does not appear satisfactory.

And the smoke that can stand in front of you in the aftermath of the previous blow. In the midst of feeling a definite response over the sword,

"------Then you tell me what to do"

... my voice, here it comes.

Of course, I didn't add or subtract. Nevertheless, the voices I remember were plundering my earlobes.

I don't feel I can finish it even where I let it hit me directly. Such a hunch I had somewhere in my heart is brilliantly central.

There is one shadow of a benevolent man over the sunny smoke. Eventually I understood that although some blood was dripping over its appearance in my sight, it was still far from fatal and prevented.

"... don't you think? I did say I didn't care, but I didn't say a word that I knew the answer to that question. Besides, what I said doesn't change your mind right now."

... No matter how much degradation, the "shooting star" did not pass.

I return the word as I stop the upset that sprang up in the back of my chest.

…………

Silent, hostile gaze is turned.

I just know how that feels so painfully. Scream all you want, deny all your thoughts, slap it in your heart, and hope you don't know the right answer to the heart.

There was a sense that it was an exasperated and deserving act.

"Your words are just beautiful."

"I guess."

"... knowing that, do you push that beauty on me unilaterally?"

"No, as a matter of fact, I'm surprised myself. I never thought I'd be that emotional. I didn't even intend to argue this way. But when I saw you, I wanted to scream and scatter sexually."

I wonder why, I rebut the question that I have in my chest.

The answer had already been decided.

"... you said you wouldn't forgive me with your mouth or anything, but you wouldn't be willing to kill me from Hannah (...)"

I felt uncomfortable when I first met him.

It was only a matter of time before that became certain.

"I am willing to kill. There is also hostility. But you can't feel the emotion of killing anything."

It was missing from the wizard hunter in the "Auga" and "Javawok" who came to kill me.

I must have known his thoughts somewhere in my heart, but I was frustrated.

to that act that comes to be false.

So I guess he was braving the provocative act of arranging for continued beauty in denying his thoughts. But the result is this zama.

"I don't know, I'm not even penetrating the immortality."

In fact, the "wizard hunter" man must have killed several wizards.

... Yet even though you say you won't forgive me with your mouth, you won't let me take a decision.

No, maybe he's trying to kill me for once.

But I couldn't feel the temper to get rid of whatever obstacles I had until I spent everything I could have.

In other words, we're halfway there.

"The wizard hunter must be trying to pierce the beauty halfway through.

So I guess you're not actively trying to kill me.

When I thought about it, I fell to my heart.

"I mean, I don't think you're trying to kill anyone who has nothing to do with your revenge."

That's only after including people like me who are only side annoyances.

"But that leaves more doubts. If you're gonna do that, why don't you just kill the nobleman who drove your brother to death?

However, the idea was clearly contradictory.

If you don't kill unrelated people, you don't have to kill Knights people anywhere.

Nevertheless, if there is no lie or falsehood in the fact that Xenoa told me, I am talking about.

But I didn't think what she said back then was a lie.

"... you know me well"

"Mr. Xenoa told me. Your brother died in a political conflict."

"... Woohoo, that's what I heard too. But the facts are a little different. My brother put his life on the line to help the noble lady who had been imprisoned. And while caught up in it, he pushed all responsibility for his brother, who gained his life in nine deaths, and the Knights drove his brother to death. That's the truth."

He says, as if he had been at the scene.

There, there was no straying in.

At the same time, understand. I understand.

There is a fatal difference between him and Xenoa.

If you believe Xenoa's words, the "wizard hunter" man in front of you only believes in facts that have been conveniently altered for the upper echelons of the country.

"But I'm sure my brother doesn't want to kill me. He was so pacifist that he was attached. But I won't allow it. I will not forgive you, even if you despise the emotions of the dead. Scattered, all the Knights humans declared themselves to be like family, but ended up sacrificing one before running into preservation. You want me to forgive you for this?... I'm not kidding"

But I doubt it.

Even though he is the brother of the party, has there really never been a chance for a Knights man to tell him the truth after five years?

If so, did Xenoa lie to me? again, did you really not benefit from the opportunity? The more I ask, the harder my head hangs.

No, fold.

"--That's not true!!!

From behind, an emotionally powerful voice burst out.

It was the voice of the wizard man who was being targeted by the wizard hunter.

"... it's an indisputable fact that we couldn't save Bermuda. I don't want to fix that now. But we didn't run under oath...!! Sacrifice one? Son of a bitch like that wasn't alone with the Knights then!!! I don't think so, but you believe that fucking nobleman word."

Leave yourself to rough emotions and the man screams and scatters.

... Not very much, but he couldn't have looked like he was lying.

"If you still resent me for not saving Bermuda. I have no idea why I would do such an imitation over five years, but if you still feel so clear, I was going to spoil it and accept it.... but did you sacrifice one to keep yourself safe? You really think we sacrificed Bermuda?"

Behind his eyes were certain anger emotions. Or so the wizard man was angry that you called it.

"... I heard from Mr. Xenoa that the fact was spread by the country's top management."

So I ask, "It's no wonder the wizard hunter's man sees it that way.

But the word of denial returned instantly.

"... At the time, the Zenoah lady, who was new to America, wouldn't know, but I was a relatively close friend to Bermuda. So I know he sent his brother stupid letters on a regular basis. That's why I can't believe it. I can't believe the fact that Bermuda's brother is truly taking the word of a nobleman. Oi, who the hell blew that into you (...)?"

"... are you just going to cut Shira"

"The appearance of a wizard hunting man --a blue muscle rises on his temple.

"Oui!! Answer me!! Who said that!? Who told you that was the truth? Why would you believe that?

"I can guess from what the wizard hunter said, but he doesn't suspect as if the words he said earlier were true.

But I think even I was totally out of mosquito nets.

How can you believe that much? That attitude only shows as if it is dividing that there can be no other possibility.

"Why can you believe it?...... that kind of thing, it would be decided...... ugh!! that----"

"The wizard hunter's man was about to say so in a shape that made me think he would still be slashed.

Teasing, and the unidentified fall sounded abruptly on the field.

Unexpectedly looking around --confirmation.

The sound came from the immediate side of the wizard hunting man. The gain he had in his hand goes away from his hand, and somehow, he starts to repeat the same words "it, it…" as unnaturally.

Somewhere in that state, it even looked like I was in trouble.

"--That, what?

And he leaned slightly on his neck, and the wizard hunter eventually reached for his head.

I start to hold my head in such a way that I don't fight headaches.

... I can't keep up with my understanding of what's going on.

"We, uh, no. No. No, no, no, no, no!!! It's their fault. All. All. So I'm doing it for my brother. For your brother? Hey, what about me? He said it was right, and it was true, but he wrote to me. Ah, ah, ah, ah, gi, no, I want, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

I scream and scatter as I hold my head.

The "wizard hunter" man had begun to line up his words like a curse in a disgusting manner.

"Chi... --Oh, yeah, it's nice to say. Oui, boy!

The wizard man hits his tongue hard with abomination and throws the word "boy" at me.

"... don't think about bad things right now even if you're wrong!! Someone's trying to impress him right now.... This is the very symptom that the magic of the mental system and the memory-taunted ones decide to wake up. You don't know what you're gonna do if you do it poorly."

Was it revealed that you put more force into your sword-shaking hands than usual?

Yes, it gets noticed first.

"... give up here for good. If you're a kid with a vegetarian condition, you're not gonna win."

——— Somewhat creepy, but still.

Even if you try to keep saying that, you can wear the word before you say it.

"I don't know if he's rational anymore. When he gets rammed, there's definitely a dead man. I'm a Knights man, though. I can't overlook that. So --please."

Can you win or not?

Besides, if we keep going like this, we'll have a dead man. Though thin is a fact I was aware of, when they said that to me face to face, I had to back off.

The desire to be strong is true.

Still, I'm going to remain as normal as I can decide I shouldn't dare until I involve an irrelevant human being in a meaningless way.

... but if you leave such a dangerous person alone, isn't that the problem?

In response to that question I had unexpectedly,

"There's no problem. This condition is just cloudy memories, so to speak. You should be calm in a dozen minutes. It's more dangerous to stimulate a mix of memories."

Accurate words were coming as if I had read my mind and had been so evil pushed.