The Branded Female Fencer

"And I almost died..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Airy..."

Alphilis, who suddenly noticed an unresponsive aerial after that, grated quite a bit and finally resuscitated her with the one that would loosen her, snap her, and give her a cardiac massage. Quickly, Alphilis nearly broke the peace in the prairie.

"So, it's okay, Alfi... because I just saw my father and mother in heaven for a second..."

"That's not okay!... that?

To the words of Aerial, Alphilis puts his neck up.

"Faranx is my father..."

"No way. Do I look like my warcraft or something?

"Well, bye-bye."

"Father Faranx is a raised father. Of course I have human parents, because I'm human."

"Where are your original parents?

"Dead, Faranx, in your father's hands."

Alphilis was stunned. Then Aerial will be living with the revenge of his own parents.

"Oh, I'm sorry... did I ask you something extra?

"No, it would be anything you share with your friends, wouldn't it? Nothing like hiding it from Alfie."

"Can I ask you something?

"If you'd like to talk boring"

Alphilis snorts, and Aerial begins to speak pale.

Apparently, Aerial's parents were some of the strongest warriors in a tribe. The tribe was a clan hostile to the Flamebeast for generations, and every year there was a ritual for the strongest warriors in the tribe to challenge the Flamebeast. But only a few of them returned during the ritual, which lasted nearly 100 years. It was also those who were helped by the compassion of Phalanx.

But the tribe did not forgive those who returned. As one who defiled the sacred rites, he was executed as such and sacrificed for the rites. But there is no way that a human being can beat a flaming beast alone. In other words, those strongest in the tribe were automatically destined to die.

Such a fold, a man and a woman love each other in the tribe. Both men and women were excellent warriors, and they had a son. But not so much. The man was given the title of the first warrior of the tribe, and he went to fight against the Flaming Beast, and did not return.

Time had passed. When my daughter was 5 years old, now an arrow of white feathers stood on her mother, and she was to go to battle with the Flaming Beast. The young daughter looked proud of it, but the mother had noticed that the underlying of this ritual was distorted. If you head there, you will surely die and one young daughter will be left behind. But it was easy to predict that if I returned safely, my daughters would all be sacrificed.

She had also guessed that the tribe's fate was not that long. Every year, the strongest warrior in the tribe dies. The wise one neglected to train and thought only of making himself look weak so that he could live longer. The situation was also somewhat conveyed to other tribes, and Tiger Sight and their own tribes were in a position to be targeted. Only elders who think about tradition and decency are unaware.

So she was leading the way. Sooner or later it was predictable that the mission would come down to me, so I directed my daughter to hate even the Flaming Beast, and imprinted her to go for revenge before she was nominated to the tribe if she did not return. Aerial, who was honest and temperamental, remembered the story well. And his mother, in the midst of the battle with the Flaming Beast, entrusted the matter of his daughter to the Flaming Beast, who died in battle.

Then only 3 years. Eight-year-old Aerial stood in front of the Flaming Beast. Aerial persists in targeting Faranx's life, but there's no way an 8-year-old girl could have tailored what could be the strongest creature in the prairie that the tribe can't help but take 100 years. Aerial went on for nearly a year to live a life that could be helped by Faranx if he fell. Such a fold, through the settlement of the original tribe. But what Aerial saw there was the remains of an ancient and doomed settlement. Six months had already elapsed to detect from burnt marks and rolling corpses. Aerial even lost his place to return.

Still, Aerial didn't stop targeting the Faranks. Sometimes the Phalanx didn't talk about anything, but the main reason would no longer be that there was nothing left but to pin down the Phalanx. But in the meantime, Aerial can be helped by Faranx where he is surrounded by warcraft. Aerial put a blow in the Phalanx through a gap he could help, but the Phalanx didn't even fight back.

Then naturally, but Aerial no longer has anything to do with life. There was no longer a desire to point a blade at the Faranx, and self-determination, however, was something the people of the prairie hated the most. Finally, Aerial, who no longer has the energy to live, begged Faranx to kill herself, but it was explained that it could not be done by her parents' will. That's where she first came to know her parents' true intentions.

Then Aerial lives with Faranx. Calling him Father seems to be what her real father wanted. I can't go home anymore, so I was wondering if you could take my place if my daughter ever came to pick up Faranx. Faranx had no idea what it was like to be a father, but it was the same with Aerial, so strange, no matter what, they built trust.

And when I talk that far, Alphilis is crying.

"What's up, Alfie?"

"'Cause... sadly, come on... airy's been tough on your eyes."

"You're gonna cry for me..."

Aerial felt something hot in his chest, and now he was clutching from himself to Alphilis without knowing it.

"I'd be fine... Faranx is a good father, and now I've made a friend named Alfi... and I'm happy"

"Really? Fine, but... talk to me if there's anything hard going on, okay?

Oh, I'm sure he will.

The two were smiling and laughing at each other. Words spinning from nature and each other's mouths at this time, but from the heart. But it is a long way off that Aerial will be able to truly understand the meaning of this word.

"So, but I told your daughter-in-law... no, but if Alphilis... no, what am I talking about..."

"What, did you say something, Aerie?

"Hey, it's nothing!

It is also a long way off that the stuffy question of this aerial self is resolved.

From then on, Lisa encouraged Faranx and the Lord to train, while other faces often worked mainly with (and sometimes with) Aerial. Aerial movements, forged daily by the Faranx, were amazing and had already deviated significantly from human abilities. He is a good hunter who, by analogy, would be a wild beast, but also at the top of the food chain. Even with Nia's speed, he was easily caught, and Miranda's powers were inflicted, and Alphilis Fenna's technology did not work. Even with so much skill,

"I'm the easiest man to fight when I'm on something... but I don't feel comfortable getting off."

And Aerial says, so I couldn't beat the end of it. In addition to that again, they can do anything on board if it's a vehicle. He can ride a dragon in person, but he doesn't have a problem with cookdoo or giganotosaurus. Faranx himself stated that was Aerial's truly great talent, but he would have been right.

Regardless of its technology and characteristics, however, the power of wind magic seems to be endemic to the prairie. Aerial said if you leave the prairie, you won't be able to use the kind of wind magic that took the horseback riding nation on your hands. Though she seems to be quite close to certain speculation because she has never stepped out of the prairie.

Aerial yet unsatisfied about themselves like that, but seeing them like that made the Alphilis feel a little jealous, but without further refinement.

Aerial, on the other hand, has good basic technical instruction, as Faranx talked about, and Nia and I often discuss the means of combat.

"Nia's a fast offensive half-side, that's monotonous."

"Oh, really?

"Oh, it's fast, but it's all easy to read, so I turn on the opposite easily. It can be done fine in defense or counterattack. That's what I'm saying if it's just speed, it's much better than me, but it doesn't strike me a single blow. Hasn't anyone pointed it out to you before? He must have been in the army."

"Oh, uh-- there was this guy who pointed me out, but I was too angry to listen to what I had to say. And it wasn't specific, and... what am I supposed to do?

"I'm trying to hit all the attacks first. Attacks can take down enemies in a single shot. The question is how do you get that one shot in, but the kind of fantasy (feint)..."

Nia snorted and listened to the story. To some extent after the conversation Nia had begun various types of practice against the wall. Sometimes I practice moulding with Miranda.

Also, when Alphilis trains with Aerial, it is primarily instruction on how to use the weapon. Aerial weapons practice their use and correspondence, mainly because of throws, bows and spears.

What Alphilis found out after training with Aerial was that it was actually physically not that different for the two of us. Did I just say that my arm strength is only strong in alphilis for my physique and vice versa I have minutes in aerial for my lightness?

What's the difference between them?

Continued