The Branded Female Fencer

"You're free..."

Maia was just three meals in the roaming crowd to the rice the pieces made. True dragons do not make active intervention in people a good idea. Maia trying to stick to that principle, but unlike Gwendorf, she doesn't have the means to comfort the boredom of music. This has been very painful for Maia.

Connections exist in Maia. Usually interacting with that connection, or observing people's livelihoods from far out of the sky, is the routine she has been doing for over a thousand years. But being present in a person in this way, not being able to relate closely to a person's life was still tantamount to torture.

There were indeed various emotions in what Maia had felt since coming to this mercenary regiment. Humans are hurt by a few things and impressed again. It was very fresh for Maia, who had only caught a man's fortune of less than rice grains in size.

Humans make very good meals. For one ingredient, cook, steam, boil, and so on. And when the spices, the amount of flavoring, Maia illusioned as if she were watching magic. Sweet and spicy when there is one meat. For Maia, who doesn't usually need much to eat unless she uses great power, and eats nuts and birds at best, cooking was a new discovery as more than just an act of filling her belly.

People talk a lot again. Even though only a few languages were allowed to them, they communicated their will really well with various human beings. Maia can converse with nature and the Spirit as normal from birth. They are more a flurry of mind and mind than a conversation. It equals so-called 'mindset' or 'empathy'. But there are not many kinds of things spoken by nature and the Spirit, and their transmission is often almost one-way. Therefore, when Maia looked consciously at one thing, she realized that something called 'conversation' had been born, and that she had only interacted with one another to the same degree.

That's why Maia's life was a series of surprises and discoveries. Human beings became a very interesting observation for Maia. The presence of Alphilis was also extraordinarily interesting.

"(A human being named Alphilis is very interesting. I don't know if it's sloppy, but I've already done my job. If you don't think about it, give me strangely precise instructions. If you think you're very free to do that, you can have boring troubles. Of course it's my opinion and those around me that it's boring, but maybe it's important to her.

In the meantime, there is a strange two-sided coexistence in her. That's what I often keep. Or as Gwendorf's concern is, are there really two of them in the alphilis?

Gwendorf anxiety. Aldrius tells us, or Serpent reports, and that's the ruthless side Alphilis sometimes shows. Maia confirms one side of the alphilis that undergoes a transformation that only seems to have changed her personality, in the Battle of Slasmund, with a user demon that she had been sneaking away. The original aim was for Maia herself to go out to Surasmund to help her at times of need. But the result came to an end that Maia had never expected.

What Maia saw in Slasmund was a way of fighting like you wouldn't imagine from a regular alphilis. Sure, she understands the importance of making ruthless decisions as a commander, but it's not without mercy, and Alphilis never enjoys the fight. But Alphilis did laugh lightly in the midst of the battle, in the shock of blowing magic. That could have been something Maia could have confirmed without being affected by the impact of the battle because she was watching through the demon of use.

Yet another thing about Maia was that she didn't really fall in the way the Alphilis fought.

"(Spirit, no. The smallest unit of magic that should also be called an element present in the atmosphere, an exorcism, converges too soon. Hair color changes during combat are very rare, but not unlikely in theory. But what does it mean to change to two colors? There is no better way for a magic vegetable once incorporated into your body to fall out of your body in an instant than to converge. Once in the body and pulling the magic vegetables out of the body is usually even equivalent to pulling them out by force of the gut. If you do that, it's not strange that not many humans in pain have a broken spirit. There are procedures for not doing so, but all of them take time on an annual basis. Yet Alphilis was flat while switching magic vegetables on the spot.

Oh, I should have gone with this body on that spot. Could it have collected information through the user demon? If only we had this body, we could have come to the truth!

Maia sighed with one regret. When she immerses herself in thought without doing it, it is always customary to settle down and sigh at the end of the day. As such a troubled woman, I watched the mercenary regiment face from afar, but nobody tried to comfort Maia because of the harsh orders from Alphilis to "stay away from her because she is a very noble man.

And the troubled beauty also, when her presence became rare in the hustle and bustle of the battle, comes to her a little bird. The little bird never made Maia realize how long she had been there, strangely, but just stopped with her lovely neck over Maia's sitting table.

"Oh, you little bird..."

"Long time no see, Master Maia of Sky Dragons"

Maia's eyes glow sharply as the bird suddenly spoke. At that moment, when she hid the bird in the hem of her loose clothes, she returned to her room so that people would not distract her. And we stretched the soundproofing line around just in case, and then we took out the bird.

"That's enough, Petefloat. Go back to where you were."

"You remembered my name. I'm honored."

When the bird appeared dusty and collapsed, a kneeling peat float appeared from inside. Look at that attitude and face Maia the other way around.

"Why do you take human ceremonies courtesy of me? Not too poisoned by people, at fairy minutes."

"This, too, is a man who needs a sacrificial technique to live in confusion."

"That's what you say. A heretic child in the fairy world, who became the superior spirit less than 20 years after the outbreak. Could this be Lady Notice's influence?

Though Maia shudders, Petefloat shudders through the stares of a true dragon that frightens ordinary animals, warcraft, and even demons.

"There will be less of an impact on him, but before that, it must be my personality. We've been doing top spirits for over a thousand years."

"Well, you certainly wouldn't be able to do it without your natural personality. The superior Spirit is closer to nature. It will eventually assimilate with nature to its thoughts and attitudes, so there will be no wastage in emotions.

So, I suppose it's Lord Notice's orders to come here, but I don't know if it's money. "

"Is that what my husband thinks... or was he doing that?

Just like Maia said, Petefloat with a pitiful look. But as soon as I get my mind back on it, I get to the point.

"Uh, anyway, it's a message from Lady Notice. The next time the two moons filled up together, they gathered in our lake of relaxation. This is not just addressed to you, but also to other true dragons."

"... does Chief Gwendorf know about this?

"No. That guy is currently going to his predecessor's sleeping place. I was wondering if I could reach you now."

"You do whatever you want when the chief is away. How can a true dragon older than us be a complete transcendent act, I suppose? Besides, there are only a few true dragons who trust him today. I don't think Ilmatal's parents, Renes or Ferguard, will ever get together."

"Yeah, they'll never come, will they? Or I don't think you can come."

Maia feels uncomfortable with words like Petefloat being light.

"That's a scratchy way of saying it. You got something?

"... you two have been killed"

Maia's breath is going to hold on to Petefloat's words, which she speaks in a dripping manner.

"What... what!? My sister and her husband were murdered?

"Unfortunately"

"To whom? When!?

"I can't say anything at the moment. Lady Notice has decided to convene this meeting as a matter of urgency. I would have the right to make a decision on Mrs Gwendorf, who is originally the chief of the clan, but now I am absent. You won't even know about this. In that case, there are still no arrangements regarding that person's representation. I suppose the disciple, Lord Sarpent, is the right one, but that one is in love with the witch, Lord Fairtoose. As a true dragon, you are already ineligible."

"Mm... sure"

Maia got stuck in words, especially since Petefloat's saying. But even so, Maia can't help wondering what Notice knows, or why her sister, Renes, was murdered by who.

"Anyway, I see why Lady Notice is convening. I'll be sure to come up, too. But in the meantime, the protection of the Alphilis will be temporarily lost. There will be no such thing as my understudy, and I wonder what it is."

"If the hero king hears the words, he'll be angry."

Petefloat laughed bitterly and Maia slapped her hand as she remembered.

"So is that... but in the end, he's one of the enemies, too? I wonder how far I can trust you."

"I know a little more than the hero king was working on, but that's pretty much the guy with the discipline. It doesn't seem like the king would easily rebel what he decided to do once, and I think he's fine so far. There is no indication that the Orange Order will be changed."

"I really hope so. Either way, Lady Notice's gathering won't be irrelevant to Alphilis, and given the time of year, I'll have to be on my way. What are you gonna do?

Maia's eyes shot through Petefloat, but he answered without moving into those true dragon eyes.

"It's Maia's last call, and I thought I'd stay here for a while instead. If I stay, it will lead to a time of need for Lady Notice, and it will be somewhat suppressive. Maybe we can help the Alphilis."

"That would be nice if you were to stay in the top spirits. I'll take care of this place."

"Yeah, do that. Then be careful."

As Petefloat waved, Maia left her room early enough. Petefloat glanced at the room twirling and threw herself in Maia's bed for now.

"Uh, this completes the assignment. Let me rest for a while. Damn, my husband is a rough spiritual user. But how did you say hello to the Alphilis? Well, let's sleep and wake up and think about it."

That's what Petefloat said, relaxing in people's rooms, into a quick sleep.

Continued