The Branded Female Fencer

"So why are you here?

"It's the usual baggage carriage. Why are you here? I heard you were looking for people for this assignment, and in the first place, the personnel should be the only ones suited to the elite or the search for people?

A layer questioned by Elsia had, on the contrary, questioned Elsia. But neither does Elsia flinch.

"Well, I heard there's also a ghetto in Tarram. I was wondering if our experience would come to life."

"Did you sell in? But it's nothing like Slasmund and here. Didn't the captain say no?

"Ugh... that's okay. I'm following you here with my own stomach. Whatever you do, it's on my own!

"Ha,... I thought that would happen. Is that Gail?

"Ooh. Well."

As far as Gail's various replies are concerned, he apparently just followed me somehow, or he has other purposes. It should have taken a flying dragon to get here. Layer wondered how he twisted all that expense. I knew Elsia and Gayle had made a few fine requests and were saving, but I don't see how they could have spent that savings on this occasion.

"What if I tell you the truth? You must have hitchhiked someone."

"Gu..."

"Yeah, you are. Actually, I asked for it."

What emerged from outside the room was a shallow black man with skin. Layers also knew that there were these dark-skinned races in the South, but I feel very slightly or differently. Recently, some Jaegers had the face that the South was also from, and they had many common languages and some one-word people, but the man in front of them manipulated the language fluently. He also had an elegant attitude, as if he had a different attitude from the peoples of the border.

"What about you?

"It's called retore. I volunteered for this expedition, but I'm still unfamiliar with the center. I was always looking for someone to accompany me. Plus, we're looking for people this time, right? Especially this time I was looking for someone familiar with this city called Tarram, but then these two got their names up. Apparently not from this city."

"What, you tricked me into following you"

"Well, I'm not fooling you! I'll look into it and show you the way, won't I?

"Then you're with me that Letore did it himself."

"Shut up, man! I mean, what are you? You said you had luggage again?

"Yeah, but?

Elsia turns a suspicious eye to a layer who answers well.

"What kind of luggage do you have? I don't think I need to be you."

"I'm here to deliver the sword that Lieutenant Rhine was putting out to grind. And I'll sharpen my sword myself. They want to see it done, so they want me to follow them."

"You sharpen your sword? Really?"

"What are you gonna do, lie to me?"

When the layer says, "Do you doubt it? All I said was," I put my hands up, but still, Elsia didn't feel neat anywhere.

"... well, fine. It doesn't seem like a very safe city, so go home when you're done with your work."

"Um, I don't know what to do. There seem to be a lot of interesting shops, so I'd like to play a little bit."

"I'm frightened! Is that all you are, a man? Unbelievable!

A decent layer to Elsia, who suddenly happened and left the room behind. Gail pounded on the shoulder of that layer.

"Layer, I'm glad you're with each other."

"What?"

"Let's say the store chooses carefully later. I already have eyes on the blinding stores. Let's make it nostalgic and beginner-friendly."

"No, I can afford to make money, even if it's a little pricey -"

"Match my money, idiot! Elsia luxuries me all the time, and I'm just teasing you!

Gail slapped Layer in the head and left after Elsia. Layer asked Retore as he rubbed his slapped head. Letore laughed at the dullness and watched how it went.

"... why? There were just so many stores that seemed interesting..."

"You've been misunderstood, apparently. I can't help it, 'cause she's just a kid. You're pretty good, too."

"Should I apologize?

"No, you won't have to. I'd rather apologize."

"Really, I don't know,"

Layer didn't even intend to face Elsia in the first place, so he just tried to get out of the spot and stopped.

"Can I ask you to do something about the two of us? Instead, you're gonna do that, aren't you?

"Um, because I have priorities, too. I'm not going to put too many young warriors in danger's eye, and I'm going to keep an eye on them quite a bit."

"That's fine. The rest depends on the talent of the two of us. I can't put too much on them, either."

"Aren't you worried?

"We're not kids forever, for each other. I care about them, but I'm not a guardian."

"Right. You'll be strong, and that's why you're often not free."

Letore nodded as if he had seen through about the layer, but the layer also returned sharp words.

"There are certainly many things that don't set you free. That's fun again, though."

"You don't have anything to protect?

"It's just less. And I'm not going to add much more. I ask the other way around, but do you have something to protect you from not being human?

"- You're a kid who doesn't know if he's blunt or sharp, you are."

Letore's eyes glow with glitter. Layers also looked straight back at those eyes again.

"I have something to protect. That's why I'm in the shape of a person. But I still don't know what will happen. That's about all I can say."

"You have no idea. But not the enemy?

"I'm going to."

"Fine then. But I will not forgive you if you become an enemy. There's always a way to surprise someone who doesn't sleep."

"Scary kid. But how did you know?

"Because it's the same as impulses and dancers. You should be careful, if you meet Lisa or Renatica face to face, you'll be noticed. The vibration and weight against a step for your physique do not match. Be careful."

"... let's refer to it"

After Layer left, Letore had complex emotions. That was a delightful emotion, at the same time endangering the layers.

"I see, is he in the company of the Alphilis? Then I guess one is safe. I had one concern because I lost contact with Petefloat, but there is no danger to Alphilis early. Glad to see it for once.

But just in case, I'm going to follow Impulse's advice and see Fostina. That's why I moved it to the guild. "

Lethoa - the Devil's Sword Lemegate left the room and went toward the mischievous mess of Tarram.

Continued