The Branded Female Fencer

"Nevertheless, I didn't know Wintier was going to give herself up to this mercenary regiment."

"Yeah, I was surprised, too. But I can't say that either."

Aerial, Wintier, and Arshhuntra surrounded the table. Rosetta also sat there somehow, but by the way, it was completely outside the mosquito net. But as for her wanting to take a breath, I wondered if she could take a break if she was somehow on the spot, but it was clear beside her that she was bored.

And Wintier's appearance caught the attention of the members and soldiers more than expected. Even the face of the mercenary regiment (Jaeger), accustomed to the unusual in emeralds and utilities, had stopped working and watched them interact, because it was remarkably beautiful wintier to the eye and would not hide fairy feathers.

But Wintier behaved naturally, and the humans surrounding this table were not as concerned about the eyes. They were only at their own pace, just moving on.

"After you left, things happened in the prairie. Before the winter season, the Warcraft become ferocious, but the prairie was rough because the black magicians unleashed massive demon kings. The living areas of the Warcraft were repainted, and some tribes were raided and destroyed.

And at the end of the day, the demon kings began to fight each other. It was like a war reproduction. The demon kings hit each other with their own pawns, and the prairie was engulfed in war. And the war called for disaster from the outside world: a demon in the outfit of a foursome man and a threesome girl. They ravaged the prairie and left.

After that, if the Arnelian Church hadn't given us an extra layer of Heterogeneity in the prairie, the prairie would not have been far away and turned into the earth of death ".

"Well, was that happening while I was gone? This is disqualification."

Aerial said with a tough face, but Wintier denied it.

"No, Aerial. I honestly don't think there was anything I could do about having you there. As many enemies as that, they were strong. I honestly don't care what happened with Faranx..."

"Father - yes. My father seemed to use magic at the end, but was that aftermath okay? Father did not use the power of fire in rare matters from day to day. Because in the arid prairie, I knew my power could cause a fatal big fire. How did you stop that fire?

"It's..."

I'll tell you about it.

Arshhuntra is involved here.

"Actually, it was half a coincidence that I met Wintier. I went to find out what happened in the prairie.

You know, Aerial. that the rocky mountains where you and the Flaming Beast lived now are deep woods. "

"What? No, I don't know... you say it's the woods?

"Yes, it's a very, very deep forest. Even prairie creatures are deep woods that hesitate to enter. We're still growing rapidly."

Arshhuntra spoke lightly to be floated by the heat. In fact, I guess he's amused. My eyes shine like the boy who found the toy.

"That forest is not a product of nature. Perhaps someone used magic. It's just the magical aftermath that keeps growing.

I also confirmed that magic was used in the prairie. Given the magnitude of the magic that Faranx used, there shouldn't be any food growing there for over 100 years. Because even if the lava cools and solidifies, the soil doesn't contain life-growing nutrients. So if a plant were to grow in such a place, it would already be magic. That's also powerful enough to dispel Faranx's magic.

Then it's a problem. Who the hell is the one who wipes out the magic used by the most powerful creatures in the prairie and uses the excess magic?

"... I don't know, I can't even know"

Aerial answered with confusion, and Arshhuntra answered with a smile.

"I don't know either. But there's definitely someone who did it. I'm looking for that person. In my imagination, I'm sure you're close to the person. That's even what I care about.

Besides, he might give me the answer I'm after. "

"Answer?"

"Yes, the answer."

Arshhuntra didn't answer Aerial's unequivocally, but Wintier had his eyebrows lurked like he had trouble figuring out what Arshhuntra was trying to say.

Arshhuntra continues.

And I have to thank him and you for what he did.

"Why"

"'Cause you succeeded in hiding the ruins by making the woods."

Aerial took a lot of breath in Arshhuntra's words.

"How did you know about that?"

"Don't you know what I've accomplished as a brave man? My greatest achievement as a brave man is the preservation of ancient monuments and history. Combat skills are second to none. If you look at the ruins all over the continent, you'll see that there was obviously some kind of race with better technology than ours.

Still, the ruins of the prairie are special, though. It would be the biggest thing I've ever looked into. I've asked Faranx before to show me a little of the ruins, but it wasn't something I could look into. I thought it might be a little helpful to gather information from the outside to figure out the full story, but the entrance was blocked by that forest, and I don't think I'm going to let it in anymore like that... no, unfortunately. "

Arshhuntra shook her head and looked sincerely sorry, but Aerial didn't understand what that meant. In the first place, when did this man interact with his father, Faranx? And how did you find out about the ruins? When Aerial tried to ask him about it, he was surrounded by cheers.

Like Rosetta woke up, shout out loud.

"What a fuss!

"Heh, Mr. Tsubaki. It's a fight."

"Who and who?

"I don't know who they are, but one of them is Daron."

"Daron!?

Rosetta was too surprised and fell out of her chair. Makes the bumped back look painful.

Continued