The Branded Female Fencer

"Well... for example, you've tortured and killed people before."

"... based on what?

"The only reason is this bitch's fortune. The person... is the one who tried to discredit you. Master older than you, no, was he some kind of mentor? Because he tried to discredit you, you took the lead, tortured the man, imprisoned him, and starved him to death. What do you say?"

"Interesting story, but no proof"

"There is certainly no evidence. That's why you live like this with no chasing of the Magic Church. Of course, I've calculated that he hates Tetrastine of the Magic Church and a few others, and more people would rather be happy to kill him. But your face is proof of that. You've changed your complexion a little."

Old woman's eyes increase sharpness. I don't even remember the slight chills in those eyes. How do you know what I did? The old woman went on.

"There's more, isn't there? And thou hast cast down the daughter of the aristocrat, and hast cast her down unto a lowly whore. Right... what about Countess? Do a miserable thing to your daughter."

"There's something else... you let the town and the town fight, and you brought it into a little war, right? This is the result of trying out how people move in a population. I can't believe I put the bandits together and tailored them to the bandits. It's a great deal of manipulation, I'm afraid at that young age. And then..."

When the old lady said that much, I was quickly pulling out my dagger and poking it down the old lady's throat. From the mouth, the words spin naturally with a voice that I never thought would be lower.

"You seem to want to die."

"Heh heh heh, you've got the villain part. But it shouldn't be easy. The devil shoots his sword at people with a smile on his face. Still young, that doesn't frighten this woman. No acting."

"Hmm, that's not good."

When I put my dagger away, I turned to my wife again. Apparently, some kind of threat doesn't work against him.

"It's my loss. Let's acknowledge your power."

"That's clever. At least I don't really believe in this woman, but do you feel like listening? Fine. Listen carefully to what I'm about to say. It's important to you and all around you. It's no exaggeration to say that I've lived all over the place to keep this word."

"Hmm, I'm hoping"

That was my untrue heart, but how did it appear to this woman? She started talking slightly better with a mean grin.

"You meet three women who are going to shape your life. It's inevitable to meet any woman, but it's up to you what you do.

First of all. The first woman will make you king. You will be king as you wish, and that authority will give you momentum to drop flying birds. If you care about it, you'll be able to make your name known to the world and conquer this continent. Except! "

The old woman's eyes open.

"Your heart rots slowly at that price. By the woman's affection. The woman loves you so much, but she won't understand a man named you. You are surrounded by people who admire you like mountains, yet no one will understand you forever. Your life will be lonely."

"You're a king."

"It doesn't matter how satisfied you are as a person."

The old woman laughed and showed it as she was good at it. I feel a deep meaning in that laugh and think about it. But the old woman kept talking to me like that. Apparently, he started to immerse himself quite immersed in the story.

"Let's talk about the next woman. The next woman will make you a god. The woman..."

"Wait, you say it's God?

"Yes, godliness"

The old woman crooked her mouth with niggles. God is a great fortune again. What is God in the first place? Some folklore in the province are also said to be people living in heaven, but no one has seen anything. Humans don't have wings. I am aware that I am good, but I wasn't even big enough to go for God. But the old woman speaks with confidence.

"Yes, you can be a god too. When the woman saw this fortune, she doubted her fortune. But I have this fortune no matter how many times I divulge it. I bet this is for sure. The second woman makes you a god. I don't know how."

"God... you're vague and unrealistic."

I was shaking my head sideways, unknowingly. I don't really feel it when they say God. Some lands have a habit of praying to God who appears in inheritance, etc., but I don't believe in God, etc., and I don't have a habit of relying on someone to pray or anything in the first place. Sometimes God will be roughly the kind of Spirit, or the evil Spirit, but he will have just described it in another word. Only I can believe it.

There was no credibility in what the old woman said, but not in the eyes of lying. Then is it destined to descend on me eventually? It is also somewhat fun to be something beyond my imagination. It is also a little exciting to sit and wait for the time to come. Apparently I was having a little fun talking about the old lady. I feel my voice raise a little when I ask questions.

"So what about the last woman? King, if you give me God, what's next?

"The last woman will make you human. Or to the Demon King."

The old woman suddenly lay her eyes down sadly. I didn't know what that word meant and I was confused. It may be a long time since people have been confused.

"Wait, isn't life better for me by a woman? Though it just seems like the king and God are getting better. Then be human from God or demon king, I don't feel right either way."

"I told you which misfortune to choose first, Besides, I don't think she does. As far as women can tell, you're not even human yet."

"Not human...?

To the words, I was few and neat. I actually doubt that myself. It doesn't hurt my heart when people get hurt, and I don't know any emotions when people die. I didn't think I was a decent person in the light of very common sense of the world, such as when my heart was only elevating when I was trapping something.

That is why, more than a king, the word human, or demon, felt more like piercing a gap in his heart.

"What do you mean you're not human?

"You know that best. The meaning of human beings as creatures is simple, but not those who are truly trying to be human, etc. Many do not even realize the question of what man is, and live. I might be happier with that. People who worry like you die because most of them don't get satisfactory answers. That's why they try to compensate for their doubts with other happiness, but you wouldn't be content with that, would you? Is that why you ran away from the Magic Church? So, what do you say? Did you get a satisfactory answer this past year?

"No... I haven't even found a clue yet"

Soon I was disclosing my honest mood. The questions I wasn't about to see in me seem to take shape by the words of an old woman, and I may have exposed my honest mood in public for the first time in my life.

"Old lady, maybe it was the words I was looking for. For the first time in my life, I beg people to teach me sincerely. What am I supposed to do?

"Well, it's up to you to decide that, but there's one thing I want to say from this bitch. What I really want to tell you is what I'm going to say.

You won't be satisfied with being king or god, let alone demon king. That's all you need to remember. "

The old woman smiled as if she had unloaded her shoulder when she said so far. I find myself somewhere relieved as I bite the words of an old woman with my heart. And after a while, I had myself a mundane question to ask.

"Old body, I have some questions."

"What is it?"

"Will I be any of them from now on? I feel a little too much to taste in a person's lifetime."

"It would actually be one of them. I just think the order in which the opportunities come is exactly what this woman said. That's kind of a star tour."

"I see, then. Should I decide whether or not it is satisfactory? Then one last thing. Where can I go to be king?

"That's a stupid question. Is that head an ornament? You must know very well. Which country would be most convenient for me to grow up in?"

"Hmm, got it. Then let's take the path east."

The words made me decide. I thought a sergeant was one option for me to come. If it's possible to be king, then constrained officers aren't bad either. I turned my foot to the city where I had been thinking about officers ever since.

At that time, I felt the wind blow. And I realize myself that I haven't even heard the name of an old woman who might be able to get enough of my benefactor, and I look back.

But there was no one there already. Was she still a magician, though she was a wife whose existence was so rare that she was flushed by the wind? At least it would have been better than me.

I didn't feel like I was being turned into some sort of demonic charm, but I decided to get back on my mind and head east. Is the destination Begrad per servant? The long-lasting Great War is coming to an end, but there will still be plenty of opportunities for birth. Many human beings died in the war. Every country should be short of talent. I can also think of a few occasions in his country where my arms are likely to show.

Let's start by gathering information. The story comes from that.

That was where the note ended that day. Truffon caught a strange thought. Magic has made its own progress since True Dragon and Elves taught humans, but no one can see or predict a clear past so far in True Dragon. How many people are there in the elves? It seems like it would be nice to be a little more famous if there were so many people here.

"Well, let's just keep reading."

Once Truffon had doubts, he turned the next page.

Continued