The Branded Female Fencer

"He's here, isn't he? You should come out."

"Have you noticed"

One shade emerged from the shadow of the building. The figure was that of a client soldier, but only his face remained hidden in the shadows, not clearly visible. But when he saw the shadow, Arshhuntra smiled and spoke. It was a gentle way of talking, like talking to an old friend I hadn't seen in a long time.

"Long time no see, Whisper. It's been about 10 years since then."

"That could have been about it. You don't fade, and your personality looks like the wind. When will you let me kill you?"

"I'm not afraid you're going to kill me, but I'm guessing that's still up ahead for the moment."

"For the time being, yeah. I think we can kill each other right now that we can maximize each other's skills, but what do you think?

"I guess you are, but I don't know. I'm not really interested in superficial strength, but this isn't always the height of strength. Why don't you wait a little longer? Life is long."

"That's how I always relax. Really, he's like a sunset. It's as if it's not handy. That's what happened when I tried to kill him one day. I'm having trouble with what I can't afford. You're the second person I missed."

"I'm in trouble, too. Your attack was too unintentional and I had a hard time recieving it. [M] I can't wait to be attacked like a breather."

"Take it as a compliment"

The shadow was laughing with pleasure when it creaked. Whisper seemed sincerely enjoying his conversation with Arshhuntra.

To that whisper, Arshhuntra was speaking this again with interest.

"By the way, Whisper, I don't think you're gonna show up here without a purpose. Was there something wrong with you?

"... I wanted to see that Lunatica. I'm really excited about what happened to her and what happens next."

"Well, then he's still..."

"Yeah, as you can guess"

The shadow rocked in the wind. Slightly, but I did feel like Arshhuntra had a glimpse of Whisper's frustration.

"Renatica is an abomination. But at the same time, I am the most jealous. I didn't like raising her because of the intricate emotions of interest and jealousy, but apparently she's destined to leave me."

"Well, you can tie her instincts up with an orange zebra. Because her 'killing' takes place completely unconsciously and according to her instincts. That's why..."

"Yeah, no matter how much I pursued it, I finally found out I couldn't get that power. So I wanted her power at all costs. But apparently that's not appropriate."

I can see Whisper's emotions rocked again. Arshhuntra was also able to perceive Whisper's mood again, so he stood silently on the spot.

"... what are you going to do with that kid?

"At least, what are you not going to do now? I'd like to see some more. What kind of life can one live as a person, so dedicated to killing? What strength will you gain again? Much different from the situation I imagined, but I'd like to see this now.

You feel like a parent, honestly. "

"It would be like a factual parent, wouldn't it? But if you ask me what the purpose is, it's still."

"Yeah, it's a pawn to defeat that 'supreme'. That one must be defeated at all costs, or it will all be over. This one is more serious to me than the Orange Bull and the like. Now it's time to stop working at the expense of a lot of people, but I don't know what kind of applause we're going to make."

"Thoughts are for each person. I don't care who thinks what or how, but these days, the world has been trying to kill me. So is this fort. The same people who watch the battlefield are trekking. It does not join the battle, but defines perhaps the most suitable time for intervention"

"Well, those who don't fight themselves can't grab what they want until the end. I know that well because I used to be. I was trying to manipulate the world from behind."

"So now you're trying to manipulate people to force them into battlefields in order to make everyone the star? Oh, man, it's a forceful thing. And what you're doing doesn't seem very different, though?

"A little has changed, because this is how I come to inspect the scene. Besides, what the hell are you doing here? What are you really up to?

Whisper had the sharpness to ask, but Arshhuntra worried a little, and instead did as usual.

"... I'm just really showing the end of this continent. I just have too big a problem to do anything about it. I just can't move, I can't. It's not what it used to be. I'm jealous of Orangeables in that sense. He's moving into action without any hesitation."

"Arshhuntra, you... no, let's do it. It's called wildness, because that's fine with me if I can accomplish my purpose. I won't hesitate to fight if you can stand by then."

"It doesn't seem like a declaration of war, neither do you. But it's time for me to decide what to do. Because I can't be a bystander forever."

"That's why you came here. Then I'm not a bystander anymore, because I was involved in Silence's pawn."

"Silence? He's a mysterious man, too. Where were all those magic users lurking? But he doesn't seem to have much of a view around. We should have thought more about why the Magic Church wouldn't even interfere on the back of this battle"

"... I see, is that what you mean? That's why the doll was only there."

"I guess that's what this is about. Dolls do the beginning and end of the doll. Though I think she's too brave to call her a doll."

"Sure. Then let's just say I concentrate on what I do. It looks like a lot of people have made up their minds about this war."

"Is this as far as you're concerned, Whisper?

But there was no response to Arshhuntra's inquiry. Whisper disappeared at some point, just as he disappeared into the shadows. I can no longer even feel the signs.

"Hmm, I'm even starting to wonder if I was really talking to him (Whisper). That's right, it's just called 'Whispering'.

Oh, I can't do this either. "

Arshhuntra also disappeared like the wind from where she was again. Later, the dolls were already collapsing and returning themselves to the earth, and yet, like a deserted neighborhood, only idleness and wind were blowing through the heat of the battle.

Continued