The Branded Female Fencer

"Sorry to call all of a sudden, guest from the west."

"I don't mind. Apparently the situation is not to be unplugged. If there's anything I can do to help, I don't know."

Ararakal answered with his thin eyes down. The tone is polite, but as far as the nature of the clan on the other shore is concerned, it is clear that it is not as worded. Tetrastine remembered the twitching and burning feeling in her chest. Speaking poorly, I don't know how Olunpus will get out in the future. Only Tetrastine knew it was a pressing occasion, more than her surroundings thought.

"Then I'll think about sweetening it to your words, but one thing before that. You are seen as a clan of the Church of Olimpas, La Millishire, but how"

"I don't know. I'm from La Millishire. It gets pretty far in terms of blood ties, but it's the edge of being treated as a clan."

The air shakes. Those who give the name of La Millishire and do not know will not be here. Tetrastine continued as she chose the words.

"Let's hear the purpose of your visit to this church"

"I see, I seem wary. I can't help it. But it's true that you visited for a trip. I have no idea what to do with this church. Even though it's" clan on the other shore, "it's not a single rock inside, Lord Chairman.

But it is certainly the main house that encouraged me to come to this church. And on my return dawn, I will have to tell the main house everything I have learned. Of course it happened. It's no use hiding it from them. "

"I see. Then I can't show much ugliness."

Tetrastine deliberately looked somewhat out of place, but Alalacar's expression remained unchanged.

"Even when it comes to ugliness and the like, public opinion is similar or dropped by everywhere. It is inevitable that if there are people, they will stick together, and there will be disputes. No matter how many magicians you are, you are not one who falls out of people's brackets. What can I be ashamed of?

But this seems like a very pressing place. I will do so because it seems better not to hide it either, but there was only a pure sharing of knowledge between Lord Yarensen and me there. I didn't even know how to use the knowledge I had gained. "

"What is knowledge sharing? Let's hear it as far as we can."

"What I got you is a piece of science magic. Some theories I myself advised and made, I guess. And what I taught him was manipulation. Because in our clan, it is not forbidden to manipulate people's minds."

"I see, I understand"

Tetrastine's eyes gleam. Whoever knew the meaning of his eyes lagged behind from the spot one step. From here on out, depending on the deployment, we found that there could be a solemn clearance in the field. Yarensen's complexion has already changed more white than the clan on the other shore. You must have learned something about your own destiny.

To that he, furthermore, Ararakal uttered words to strike the chase.

"Oh, if you say so"

"You still got something?

"No, there seemed to be other guests visiting him from outside. I was dressed in a robe, but I only saw that face once. But that face was so beautiful, I remember it well. It's also weird for me, the man, to say, he was such a beautiful man that there was no more."

"Do you know the name?

"No, not that far -"

"Then let's get an appearance. Long blonde hair up to her waist, blue eyes. Back length is standard. Face shaping is just unrealistic. That kind of expression applies, human detachment - what do you say?

"Right. Well, you know what?"

To Ararakal's words, it was now time for Tetrastine's expression to become a warring gesture. Looking at him with an open eye, whoever was on the spot completely distanced himself from Tetrastine, the beginning and end of the day where some of them even put defensive junctions around them. Yarensen began his elucidation desperately, albeit with an almost earthy expression.

"Chairman! Do you believe what this man says more than I do?

"Though I think I can still believe more than those who don't even trust my real son? Better than that, you know who the hell you were interacting with?

"Who...? The man was a youth businessman and offered me a variety of goods and talent. I treasured it because it was all very useful."

"For the price, what did you give him?

"It's just money. I suspected, too, because it was just a generous story, that he was part of the investment. He said if you were going to wield power in the Magic Church, you wouldn't have to invest."

"What's the man's name?

"Silence, he called it, anything?

Continued