The Branded Female Fencer

"I want to ask you more than that, it's Graham. Why are you following Alpha Reese?

"What's it got to do with you, Notice?

"Yes. He's the look of the man I called my friend. More often than not, you might not have thought of me as a friend. But besides, I personally care about her. Depending on the..."

"Won't you quit fighting us? Don't bother."

Lifeless looked uncommonly troubled. He also has the role he has been given and the desire not to fight Notice, plus the desire to continue the conversation with him. Lifeless toured, but still made quick decisions like him.

"... well to the point where we can talk. I'm surveillance."

"Is it the Orange Bull you're ordering?"

"Yes."

"For what?"

"I don't know. I'm sure your master had an idea."

"... that's odd"

Notice's questions just swelled with this interaction. Obviously, there's something wrong with Lifeless.

"Notice, what's wrong?

"Graham, since when have you been so submissive? Surely Oranzeble is a great wizard. If it was just magic, it would be a delicacy that surpassed the true dragon. That's something we've all acknowledged for a long time. But I don't think a respectable man named you would just obey. What the hell happened?

"What are you doing stupid... all for the liberation of the world's truth?"

"What?"

Truffon surprises me even more. At the moment of further attempts to connect words, a fuzzy black shadow appears between Lifeless and Truffon, forming the shape of a person.

"Let us be there, true dragon in charge of wisdom"

"Who are you? I'm talking to this guy right now."

"I agree. Let me ask you to step back, my brother-in-law."

"You're the one who falls back, lifeless. This is also for the liberation of the truth in the world."

"... got it."

To Hidun's words, Lifeless led Dortmund and Erlich to pull back very hard. Seeing the sight, Truffon was convinced.

"I see, spiritual bondage? Spiritual magic was a specialty of Orangeables."

"That's the thing. But if you don't, there's no way such a magnificent man would obey you."

"Nevertheless, I didn't know it was valid until Graham. Should I have done it back in the day, too? But you don't seem to have been affected from the beginning."

"I am purely one who sympathized with the idea of Master Orangeable. No need for restraint."

"I see you're the collaborator of the Orange Bull. If you want to tighten it up, you might as well."

Truffon steps forward and squeals the bones of his fingers. Truffon never likes rough things, but only true dragons and his ability to fight is much more than that. The man in front of him, Truffon went into a strong attitude, convinced that Hidun's ability to fight was lower than his own. But when Hidun took control of him, he spat an unexpected word.

"If you want to know your master's purpose, let me know. You don't even bother to take me down."

"Well, no, you're honest."

"Your master said he didn't intend to hide it from you from the beginning. I'm sure Notice would sympathize with my ideas."

"? What do you mean?

Before Truffon could grasp the sincerity of Hidun's words, the purpose of Oranzebul was spoken from Hidun's mouth. As that word progresses, a truffle draws blood from his face.

"Hey, what?!? Is that a fact?

"Yes, definitely. Signs are already beginning to appear. Didn't you notice the boulder?

"No... if you say so, there are no unexpected verses."

"Again. If you look at the world carefully, you should be aware of it. But nobody notices. There are no ancient giants anymore, and the Wings are not in this land. The beast man lacks his head, and Gwendorf, the head of the true dragon, is getting pretty dumb. It's the chief, so naturally all the other dragons are dumb. Now your master will have to move. What do you say? With all this knowledge of the facts, can you say that Master Oranzeble is wrong?

"... you wouldn't be wrong. If I'm in his shoes, I might do the same thing."

"Isn't it?

The color of Truffon's eyes was deeper on Hidun, who was slightly better at sounding his nose. For him, it could have been the first serious look in hundreds of years indeed.

But, kid, let me just say one thing.

"Yes, what is it?

"I'm not in an Orangeable position. That's why I'm going to find a way to live. I haven't tested all the elements yet."

"Be my guest. I'm sure Mr. Oranzebul would have done the same with Notice."

"Hmm, the guy who only lives about half of me says a busy word. Well, just tell the Orange Bull guy one thing. Your way is best if you think only of the conclusions. But I think it's too blind and steep. Tell him not to lick the world."

"... okay, and"

"One more thing. I'm not going to stand in your way right now. But depending on the circumstances, it will also be your enemy. Or maybe I'm on your side. Either way, tell them I'll see you soon."

"I look forward to that."

"I hope so."

That's all I said, Truffon turned his heel back. It's no use talking to any more brainwashed lifeless people, and I knew perfectly well that Hidun in front of me wouldn't talk about it. Truffon realized that there was nothing to be gained on this occasion and that now that he knew the purpose of the Orange Bull, he knew too little about it.

"(Damn, I didn't know things were so chopped up. If the Orange Bull were to move here, I guess he was going to go ahead with the flow of time himself. We have to hurry... before it's all too late!

A truffle walking early took the paper out of his nostrils. On a special piece of paper that reacts to witchcraft. When he writes a sentence, he hurries to seal it.

"Petefloat!

"Yes, no! Master, you finally called me by name..."

"Don't tear it up, things are chopped up. Hurry up and get him to the current head of the witch. I need you to find out as soon as possible."

"Yes. You're with the head witch, right? Uh, sure, right now..."

"If my information isn't wrong, it should be the white witch Fairtoose in the swamp. Look, I repeat, we're in a hurry, okay?

"... I did accept. We'll use the metastasis to deliver it in a few days."

"I wish he was in the swamp. Hurry up anyway. Go!

Petefloat popped up so that he could play along with orders that were also close to that anger. Staring at that figure, Truffon also runs out toward the nearby woods.

"Damn. I'm going to take it easy and look around the world, but it's fucked up. Not if you're involved in Alphilis, this is. I hope you don't let the old man do his job, not at all."

That soliloquy, which no one could hear, disappeared into the woods, and at the same time the figure of Truffon disappeared into the woods.

Some time later, a farmer boy who happened to be out in the woods collecting nuts came home to tell him that he had seen a stunning dragon of silver feathering from the woods, but as a kid's joke or illusion, he said it was over to the extent that he glamorized the subject of evenings a little.

Continued