The Branded Female Fencer

But the closet slowly shook her neck to the side.

"No, let's say no. Whatever I am, I am in training. I can't do anything on my own without your master's permission. I want you to know that I never took things lightly."

"Yeah, of course it is. You're scarce on your face, but you know you're not a flirtatious person."

"... f"

The closet laughed a little again, so Alphilis returned it with a full grin.

"So what do we do with the closets?

"Until your master returns, here's the gatekeeper. Don't worry, I'll send them."

"I'll be grateful. So, after all, can you tell us why you isolated the North?

"That's all you can do."

Because the closet said so, Alphilis seemed to give up. But Gwendorf didn't seem convinced. That may have pissed me off that there are those who don't report to me rather than the Great Demon King getting sick of it.

"Young witch, let's ask. Is Tetrapolishka alive?

"... we're sealing it"

"That's not a reply, young witch."

Gwendorf gradually revealed his frustration. But the calmness of the closet doesn't break.

"I have nothing more to say from mine. 'Cause that's what witches did four years ago than I did."

"That's why you didn't think you could shelf your responsibilities? Is it bad for you to tell me?"

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing for me to speak in unison, even if this life is cut off"

Closess' words were quiet, but sharp as ice. The tone is calm, but it was also clear to Alphilis that the words included the meaning "even true dragon opponents are not willing to speak at all". Of course Gwendorf will know. To the words, Gwendorf uncommonly exposed his frustration.

"You mean you have nothing to tell me, young witch. Tetrapolishka's survival will have some impact on the coming war situation. I want to know more about one uncertainty factor."

"I'm afraid that's not going to happen. If they seem to ask me any more, I need to blow my head off and self-determination so they don't read my memories"

"Is that a threat?

"It's true."

"Yes, yes, that's it!

Alphilis cracks into the two of them, who are gradually getting a dangerous vibe.

"Gwen, it's not a good idea to force you to ask!

"Mm..."

"And closets. You're not gonna say anything noisy, okay!?

"... okay"

Both Gwendorf and the closet shut up when Alphilis broke in, and silence wraps the place up. Gwendorf accidentally cools his own head, which is about to get hot. And what Closes was thinking was different from the contents of the argument.

"(This girl named Alphilis... it's amazing just to say a reciprocal word to Master Gwendorf, but there are many things that catch on. It's called the strength of magic that you can't see with two curses, who the hell are you? And most importantly... isn't this me having a normal conversation)"

This is something nobody knows, but the closet was a very untouched person. No, at least I thought so myself. I've never been impressed since I was born, and I've never appreciated it. I think it would be delicious if I ate something delicious, but the "So what's wrong" emotion comes first. In short, no matter what you do, your mind won't move. And she never thought she was unhappy about it. It's just that I'm one of these people.

It is, in a sense, the best in handling witchcraft. Whatever her parents and surroundings did, she was faceless, indifferent, neglected, and taken to the witch to be let go half way. That is when he was 6 years old in the closet. Then 15 years. Her years as a witch are still very short, but she is a rare talent of her kind and has already gained enough strength to surpass her master. Closess was self-analyzing it, wondering if it had anything to do with her personality, being compatible with water and ice spirits.

That self just laughed. And twice. I'll just have to count what I laughed at in my life and so on. In addition, the closet wanted to talk more with Alphilis on the inside.

"(I had no idea what the hell was going on with this, my mind would be so annoyed. I didn't know the day would come when I would be interested in others. but not worse than I thought)"

With such emotion, Closes went to see how his fellow Alphilis was still awake.

They all woke up safely afterwards, but most were frostbitten. Uti, Closes, and Miranda were clear on that treatment, and Alphilis, who had no time, spent time playing with Irmatal or reading a book on Closes.

The whole body is fine in itself, so I spent some time in conversation and such while resting my body slowly, but what surprised everyone was the speed with which they read the book of Alphilis.

Within the closet dwelling, there was enough book to fill a room, but Alphilis read it at an awesome rate, and the book piled up next to Alphilis. When Miranda asked Miranda a a few questions about the content of the book, she returned the correct answer in the sky above as she read the book. Apparently, Alphilis was well advanced in his studies. Given that his master, Aldrius, was one of the leading scholars on the continent, it might have been natural in a way. Although Alphilis was unconscious, in the women of her time, she had accumulated more knowledge than the royalty to which she was given a formal education.

And if only time could come, Alphilis was talking to her about ice magic while she drank the tea that Closes was making with her hobby. Of course, Alphilis develops from serious stories to very crappy stories about how he gets treated unfairly, etc., but Closes was surprised at himself for not loathing such an unreasonable story.

Plus, the closets talked to the rest of us. Uty and I have the same attributes, and witches and fairies are originally deeply connected. Aerial is asked about the Spirit, and Larna and I discuss Fairtoose. In that way, in the course of about three days, when their injuries were healing, the closets chatted so much that they might have spoken more words than they had in their previous lifetime.

And four days after everyone was completely happy...

"Looks like everyone's healed."

"Yeah, thanks to you, totally"

Everyone, there was already no longer any obstacle to moving. It would have taken weeks to fully heal, but it goes without saying that the closet treatment was accurate and that Uty, Rana and Miranda applied diligent treatment.

But it is still a blizzard outside. It seems to be better than at one time, but it doesn't change that my vision is not at 5m.

"I don't know what to do..."

"Are you in a hurry?

"Well, you'd better hurry."

Given reporting to the Church of Arnelia, as Miranda, I just wanted to leave immediately.

"This blizzard won't last another two weeks."

"Do you want to nail it here in the meantime? Don't bother."

"But if you want to hurry, I'll send it."

When the closet drank all the tea she was drinking, she took a seat.

"In this blizzard, how?

"It's good because it's a snowstorm. It's more troublesome in the sun. There will be avalanches, and the snow-covered areas are more likely to collapse, not knowing if they are on the ground or in the air. Sometimes the ground is meant to be walking on a pile of snow between the valleys, facing the bottom of the valley with the weight of the luggage."

"... I don't like that."

Alphilis shivered imagining the sight.

"Snow mountains are tough on the unfamiliar. At first glance, it's flat, but under the snow, it's not what I found out. Well, that's why there's plenty of places to block the way north and south. In order to actually head north from here, you have to cross a bunch of snow-capped mountains all year round."

"That's good, but how do you send me? From what I hear, this is pretty much the north side, isn't it?

"I know a shortcut. You can walk to a snow-free place in a day. Then goodness says hurry, shall we go soon?"

That's how I flutter the cloak that was on the wall, a closet that I try to keep going outside.

"Hey, Claw? That's not a good idea..."

"You abbreviated my name again, Alphilis."

"Not bad, nothing. Isn't it colder than that?

The question of alphilis is also particularly relevant. The closet fit is a short skirt with boots slightly longer than the ankle and long sleeves of thin fabric, no matter how you look at them. And weave a short cape to the waist, and what will change?

But seeing the worrying alphilis, the closet laughs invincibly.

"Don't lick the ice field witch, okay? How can we get closer to the edge of the ice without a blizzard?"

"Claw's fine, but we're freezing to death..."

"Don't worry about that either. But make sure you stick right behind me. Otherwise, I don't care what happens."

That's all the closets left to say, he just went outside. Soon the Alphilis and the others will follow her.

"Sa, it's cold!

"You're all here, huh? Shall we?"

When everyone goes outside, the closet turns around and walks away. Alphilis and the others continued, but walking eased the wonder and cold.

"Oh, that?

"We kept the snowstorm and cold from reaching only around those people. But it's cold not too far from me, huh?

"Okay."

Impressed by the power of the closet, these are the alphilis that follow on horseback or on foot and after the closet.

That's how the Alphilis walk in tornado-like blizzards. The sound of the wind is awesome even as we have a conversation, I can't even hear Miranda next door. How much time would have gone by just staring at the back of the closet going forward and walking?

Whether the surrounding wind sounds reflect in mountains and valleys, it sounds like a giant beast scream. At first I didn't even keep Alphilis or care, but if that's all I have to ask, I don't like it, but I care.

"(Ugh, it's creepy)"

Just when Alphilis starts to think that way, the closet stops to pitch and looks back.

"You're hungry. Let's eat."

Strangely enough, even in a storm, the closet voice often passes. And how did you know it was there, guiding the Alphilis and the others into a small cave.

"You know there's a cave like this all the time."

"What, I walk around here a lot. I remember the terrain."

"Still can't see, can you?

"I'm measuring it in steps."

Each one of them stomachs a snack while interacting like that.

"Hey, Claw?

"What, Alphilis"

Closes also seemed to have given up making them correct the way they called them anymore. and react to the alphilis with the eyes of the cleaver. Closes thinks there used to be people who were scared of themselves just for that eye's sake, but Alphilis doesn't fear Closes to that extent. It was one of the reasons closets found it easy to talk to Alphilis.

"Will you be one of mine after all?

I told you I'd say no to that story.

"Well..."

Since the alphilis was visibly soggy, I find the closet just as pitiful. Such a change in mood was not in itself in the closet until now.

"You want my power that far?

"Am I right?

"Why? There will be a lot of magicians, witches, better than me if you look. You don't have to be me."

"Hmm, but I feel kind of fateful about this encounter,"

Alphilis looked serious and said, so he looked surprised when the closet opened its eyes.

"I often say things like that without being timid. That sounds like a dictation."

"If you mean to dictate to keep me company, maybe you're right. Just so you know, I don't feel that way, do I?

"Which way are you going?"

"Hehe, I don't know"

To Alphilis, who laughs and gives it back, Closes takes it seriously.

"(There is no longer any doubt that I am interested in Alphilis. To be honest, I like being caged in a snowfield. There's no extra noise, and it's not bad to play with ice spirits. At least, it's a lot better than humans. But... maybe humans aren't any worse than I think, either, than I've learned about the existence of Alphilis. Until Alphilis dies, I'll live, and maybe it's okay for me to play with one Ice Spirit in the snowfield after she dies. Well, what to do...)"

Closess thinks looking over the faces of all the Alphilis and the others.

Continued