The Branded Female Fencer

"... what about here?

When Alphilis opened his eyes, who for a moment had the illusion that he had been surrounded by light, it was the heart of the garden. In front of me is a white elegant crossed table with two chairs placed opposite each other. Colorful flowers bloom around, the fountain sprays water up softly, and birds can be heard chirping loosely. What an idyllic place it was to say winter was near.

"Go ahead, come here"

The boy urged the chair to escort Alphilis, but Alphilis also turned down the invitation in alarm. The boy sighed when he saw how it was, and he took his seat first.

"Hmm, did I get the escort the wrong way? I've heard that this kind of method prevails in modern times."

"It's not like that. It's just..."

"Oh, you mean that. Don't worry, I won't take anything and eat it. If that's what you're gonna do, I'm gonna do it."

"... so is that. Because he is someone who can do such arts and crafts. Did you just stop time?

"Name and Answer"

A boy flatly answered and showed Alphilis, who took his seat slightly giving up.

"When you make a seed, stop the time in a certain range of space and at the same time perform the magic of perception inhibition on the periphery. Now the man inside stops time, and he will not recognize it from outside. Those who enter spaces where time has stopped will cease at the same time, and without knowing exactly what time it is, they will not be the first to notice that it has stopped only a few hours."

"We're talking very briefly, but 'very difficult' is not a level story. That's theoretically possible, but I didn't think I could. Aren't we talking about a totally magical realm?

"Not really. If you go extremely witchcraft, you will eventually be able to do it. Theoretically, it's possible. And the concept of magic changes over time. What is now called magic may also be used by ordinary people in a hundred years' time as a matter of course. The flow of time would be like that."

"I'll tell you. Who are you? I heard earlier, but I still want you to answer me if you find it futile. Otherwise, don't you think it would be rude to talk to me?

Alphilis uncommonly expressed dissatisfaction. Or maybe he was anxious. But the boy who poured the liquor provided for the table returned a badly chopped answer.

"Someone... that's what I want to know, too."

"? What do you mean?

"We're talking over here. Anyway, I am one without my own name. So treat it well to that extent. And finally, there's a chance I won't see you for the rest of my life."

"Hey. Forced to take people out, what's that saying? Are you making fun of me?

"No, that's not true"

"No, I do!

Now Alphilis started to get angry. The boy looks a little troubled by that attitude.

"Why are you angry? I'm sure it's frustrating that he was suddenly transferred out to a place like this."

"Not there. It's pitiful that you don't have a name, and I think it's inconvenient! If you don't, I'll give you a name, okay?

"Well, that's funny. What kind of name would that be?

"Well, how about a pouch or something?

Alphilis, saying so, had a lively expression for some reason. But by contrast, the boy's face keeps getting colder and colder. Although it may not have looked very different because it was originally faceless.

"I'm not particularly obsessed with the name... but I'm sorry for the name."

"Why, you don't have a name, so whatever."

"Isn't that a common name given to livestock in the eastern countries? Even if it's a joke that you're exactly in line with livestock, it's a bad tach. Besides, I don't exactly like the same name as Annomarie's evil hobby servant."

"? I don't know, but you don't like it"

"Naturally. If you're going to be a named parent, think more seriously."

As the boy looked slightly grumpy, Alphilis thought that the boy was not emotionless and relieved himself a little. Alphilis, of course, deliberately took the story in the direction of pissing off the boy. I can't read any of the boy's backgrounds without an expression. Even though he was brought to a place where he didn't know where he was, Alphilis thought he wanted to at least grasp the character of his opponent.

Still, although I'm not sure about the boy, I found out that he was at least the one who was likely to have a good conversation. So as an alphilis, I'm seriously thinking of his name, but there's a word that came to my mind when I saw him. I don't know where it came from or what it means, Alphilis. But the name came to me naturally. Alphilis hesitated to tell me if I should, but if I made him wait any longer, it was going to piss him off, so I honestly decided to put it in my mouth.

"... drasil"

"What?"

"What about Yugdrasil? It just came to me."

The boy's eyes were open to the name Alphilis said hesitantly. Alphilis panicking about the way it is.

"Kee, I didn't like it!?

"No, it's not... it's not..."

The boy looked like he was laying his eyes down and biting his lips off. Would silence have flowed between them for a while? Alphilis didn't even have to understand the boy's mood, and the boy seemed to be immersed in some emotion. It wasn't a very pleasant time to try and make it an alphilis, but the boy raised his face as if he had given some answers.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little surprised. But it's a good name. Let's do that."

"Are you sure? Then I'll call you Yugud, okay?

"Why omit it?

"'Cause it's not hard to call"

Yugdrasil sighed a little to Alphilis, who said it without any evil at all.

"Oh man... she's a free daughter"

"No?"

"No, that's fine. That's why it's good."

"? Am I being praised"

"Sort of."

The boy replied, drinking the booze in front of him. There is some satisfying grin on that look. When the boy drinks up a glass of booze, he turns back to Alphilis, letting his hands made up of water alone pour on the demon when he summoned him this time.

Continued