The Branded Female Fencer
Avengers, Part 14 ~ Second ~
"Earth Tsunami (Earth Wave)?
"Ho."
Aeluare was surprised by the unexpected cross spear, and Lifeless seemed to enjoy the intrusion. Lifeless took advantage of this void to his surprise. Besides, I'm stuck with butterflies and I can't move. Take Blanche. And Aeluare, who was preparing to storm forward, could not dodge in time, and he still released his positive fist toward the land tsunami that struck him as he swallowed himself.
And a land tsunami that stops perfectly. Aeluare took a breath and took a step back to ascertain the Lord of sorcery.
"Right there?
"Dear Left"
It was Ellich who unleashed the sorcery. When Erlich looked around at the faces of one and all, he called out to the lifeless.
"Dear Lifeless, how are you doing? Regardless of the Alphilis and the others, this woman is here..."
"No, retreat"
Lifeless unexpectedly declared a light retreat. Lifeless had just one cool face on this choice that surprised everyone.
"What? No, but"
"I don't mind. You don't have to bother fighting your opponent in unfavourable situations. That's not the point this time. I don't care if it keeps happening and I don't want to lose, but there seems to be an even more troublesome opponent in the woods."
"In the woods," he said?
Ehrlich also looks ahead of Lifeless's gaze, but Ehrlich didn't know what was there. It's just that Blanche is even rampant in his lifeless arms.
"I don't like it! Minnanokataki, there's a preteen!
"No. Now be patient, Blanche. But I'll make it for you someday."
"No, Imasug!
"She's a deaf little girl."
Lifeless put his finger on Blanche's forehead as he seemed troublesome, cast some sorcery and invited Blanche to sleep. And then again, hold back the blanche and try to leave the spot.
On leaving, Lifeless saw Alphilis only for a moment and left words behind.
"Alphilis. It's an unintentional form this time, but sooner or later we'll be fighting again. Be strong at best until then. There's nothing fun or fun about wearing the weak."
"So the kid has nothing..."
There was no time for Alphilis to listen back, and Lifeless and Blanche had disappeared. And sometime Ellich too.
Alphilis and the others were left with a feeling that they just weren't on the spot, but Aeluare couldn't just disappear and stood up for the spot. She checks the tea robe that she has fallen off in the middle of the fight and tries to walk over there.
Alphilis confirmed the appearance, and at least he had something he wanted to ask instead of lifeless, so he grabbed that shoulder and stopped Aeluare from moving.
"Wait a minute. I want to talk to you."
But Alphilis realised that Aeluare's eyes, which he turned to, were unusual in color, and turned his back reflexively. Over the head of the alphilis, Aeluare's fist cuts the sky.
"Nah... what are you doing all of a sudden!
"Don't get used to each other, Alphilis. I hate you."
Aeluare was just burning a flame of hatred in his eyes, staring at Alphilis. A small aleure, but the killing had made her body look much bigger. Cut brown hair and a neat nose make a strong impression of her.
Alphilis just didn't know what it meant to be a killer that could be directed solely at herself, and asked her in confusion.
"Why... why do you hate me?
"You are my father's vengeance."
Alphilis stiffens herself to the words Aeruare vomited. It was a word I was prepared to throw at myself one day, but the time had finally come. When Alphilis killed people for the first time in his life, the experience at that time came to his mind in different ways. Alphilis still remembers everything about the man in his hand.
Someone said. When I first killed a person, I was the third most horrible person in my life. It's the second scariest time in my life that I can't remember who I killed sooner or later. He said the scariest part was when the family of the person he killed showed up to kill himself, when he sifted his sword to protect himself without hesitation. He found out that those caught in the circle of blood and death could not escape there for the rest of their lives.
Alphilis wondered what he would do, but without concluding, the question had been shelved. And now the question that was shelved came down to me.
Alphilis had listened to Aeluare in dismay. But Aeruare didn't get along with Alphilis, he just said the facts pale.
"I'm not complaining about you. My father fought, lost, and died on the battlefield. That's all. Just me and my mother, left behind, have lived off the ground because of my father's death. I couldn't possibly give my father's family a decent job or a post-mortem allowance for a job he couldn't put on the table.
My mother snowed (soot) my father's stigma and just kept spitting it like a curse and died. When I was 12. Since then, my life has existed only to give back my father's stigma.
You know what I mean, Alphilis? My life won't even begin unless I kill you. "
Alphilis remembers the illusion that the ground on which he stands is distorted by the words of Aeruare. Lisa dared to argue with Aeluare when she kicked the Alpha Reese from behind to support it.
"Shut up and listen. Don't do anything you don't want to do, you little prick. Are you the unfortunate protagonist?
"I don't mean to. I don't have a taste for my own misfortune. But it's true. My life doesn't start unless I kill Alphilis. I'm here, and I'm just a borrower to live for revenge."
"That's a mistake."
"Aeruare, don't talk extra"
When Lisa was about to say something more, it was a man dressed in a robe, just like Aeruare, who emerged from the woods. Unlike Aeluare, however, his robe suited him well with such expressions as pitch black, a dark man. Above all, it was impressive that the color of those eyes had darkened even deeper than the robe.
The man's hair was long. I don't know the whole thing in the robe, but all I could say was that the atmosphere the man had was creepy. But it was clear that the man had the absolute power of command when he saw that Aeruare had just silently refrained from the occasion.
Who is this man in the first place? Everyone had that question, but the answer came from the man himself, who was no other.
Continued