The Branded Female Fencer

"No good, I might have heard something terrible."

Doom was unwittingly talking to himself in the dark when he retrieved his ears from the mansion of Puritanical White Fun. It is not that convenient an ability to melt parts of the Doom into darkness and get information. On the other hand, I don't choose the distance, I can only set one up at a time. I heard about the Demon Society being in some kind of a hurry, and now I happen to be setting it up here. It is also a real coincidence that I set it up in the private room of Puritanical White Fun.

But it was fruitful. Doom found out. From the beginning, Orangeables were going to throw themselves away. But Doom was not angry, he accepted in the wind that somewhere was natural.

"Well, that's right, people who don't even think they're going to be somebody's, us. If you're going to do something for the world, you'd better get rid of us.

But... "

So much so that Doom glowed his eyes with glitter. The expression turns, it gets steep.

"I just won't let them kill me. Let them know what it means to piss us off. Hey, don't you think so, Yugdrasil?

"You've noticed."

Yugdrasil was showing up behind him, as he reacted to Doom's voice. You stood there from the beginning, appearing on the spot so that your figure would melt out. Doom looked at Yugdrasil but still had an expression he didn't know what he was thinking. Threatening or shaking, this look will not change. He's an uninteresting opponent if you try Doom, but maybe that's why he's the one you can talk to calmly.

But Doom, as usual, first speaks to Yugdrasil in a delicate manner.

"I'm sensitive to the signs, I am. It's more odd to meet someone like this. Were you listening to me earlier?

"La Millishire felt signs of movement. Bold guy, if you use all that long range metastases in a row, anyone who's sensitive to the signs of magic will notice."

"But isn't it limited when you become someone you can follow by perceiving the signs? Like True Dragon, you."

"Maybe you're right. Stelvese never seemed to notice either, because he didn't feel his gaze. Rather, it would be natural to consider it a long-range metastasis to deceive the eyes of his. Stelvese is always watching over the Demon Society and the Church of Olimpus."

"A true dragon with a thousand eyes? So you're not even at Arnelian Church."

"I don't know about that. Arnelia isn't just as dumb as Orangeables and you think."

"Really?

"Could be"

To Yugdrasil's words, Doom stumbled unintentionally.

"What, that vague way of putting it"

"I don't know everything either. It's just a fact that Arnelia has a few other people who care about Miriazal. I guess all that worked out when you ran the raid before was really a miracle close event. No, or that's also considered a Miriazal trap. Don't pretend we're weak, or attract enemies."

"No way."

"Of course it might just be too much of a reckoning. But she won't be a woman who tries only to make you think so.

But now it's definitely not what it was then. The pilgrims are assembling, and now a black magician raids Arnelia in total may not turn out the way you thought.

Many people have both a one- and a two-habit pilgrim. I don't think it's that fateful of the continent yet, but it's true even Miriazal is burning his hands. "

"Hmm. It's kind of you, the way you say it from the top, right?

Doom began to look at Yugdrasil as he curled around and licked it. Yugdrasil does not move to rude gaze either and inquires.

"What do you want to say"

"I've been wondering who the hell you are. But no matter how much research or netting, I can't find one thing about who you are. Even with a cane with fruitful memories. I may still know how many memories I've recovered, but I still prioritize setting up where the black magicians are likely to drop by. I also found out who Titania is and the secrets and Hidun's past, but what I don't know is Silence and you. One thing, it doesn't appear to be a fragment.

But the last time I did a ruin attack, I could imagine you. You're older than True Dragon or the Five Wise Men - right, aren't you the creator of the ruins or the person who manages them?

I felt like Doom's eyes had increased in seriousness, but Yugdrasil didn't even change one expression to that question.

"Assuming your question is being targeted, do you think I'll admit it?

"No, I don't think so. But I was wondering if there was any reaction. Wasn't that either? Well, think of it as talking to yourself. I've enjoyed knowing so many things since I got my memories."

Doom takes a little wand out of the shadows. It is a wooden wand obtained in the earlier ruins.

"This is a very fun tool. It recreates the memories of what was there. At first I was wondering if there was any legality, but adding magic when burying part of the wand on the ground, or burying part of the person I want to know at the same time, can recreate the memory that comes from that.

For example, by embedding dark magic, we can recreate the dark memories that surround the land. I've done evil enough to see some end to it when I do it myself, but human beings are imaginative creatures. I'm not the only one very much, but I can't think of anything as cruel as them. Exploring their memories and behavior is more fun now than doing something about humans themselves. "

"Right. Sounds like it suited your nature."

You might be right to say, "I learned from this wand. But I've been able to be sure of one thing in conjunction with what I just said. It became clear to me that the only thing to kill was the orange zebul."

It turns out that Doom's expression was sometime more serious, and a statement made on the basis of a daring will that was not hatred or pleasure. Yugdrasil was intrigued by Doom's remarks.

Continued