The Branded Female Fencer

"Well, I wonder what's going on"

Layer had been in his thoughts since leaving the room, walking alone through Tarlam's mess. This time I didn't get clear instructions from Alphilis or Renatica. The words from the line that I conveyed to Elsia were true, and they were brought in because there were several swords entrusted with their care. It just meant giving guidance on sword care, and nothing had to be this time, and as a layer, it would be the form of accompanying you on this expedition under the pretext.

Layer had heard that the content of the request was a search for someone known as the ruler, but he felt comfortable exploring the city. That's because I didn't like the atmosphere that drifted in this city. The spread of a world where violence and desire swirled in one alley was no different than Slasmund's, but it was completely different from Slasmund's, where there was a dangerous smell of suspicious snuggling and entanglement.

There are many direct dangers in Slasmund, and the layers know how to avoid them, but the poisonous dangers of sneaking from behind to rot the interior at some point do not know how to avoid them either. If you realize it, you're in danger of losing it - the layers were feeling the horror of a spider's nest or a bottomless marsh, if you like.

The lay thought that in a normal way, like the guild, we would not be able to reach the answer we seek. Given what you are and what you can only do again, nature and your feet head for a dangerous zone. But it is also true that we want some kind of insurance more than just moving alone. We cannot expect Lunatica's backup this time.

A troubled statement, Layer first decided to clean up from the case in front of him.

"Why don't you say it's time to represent yourself? Il, Uty"

Why 'd you find out?

"Are you crazy? The art of hiding is supposed to be perfect."

Irmatal and Uti appeared softly from behind. That figure should still only look like a layer, but do you use it with the simple exclusion of people as well, the crowd avoided nature and the standing part of Irmatal.

Layer sighed small, embarrassing Irmatal.

"Il. Why did you follow me? You're not allowed to accompany the captain on this request, are you?

"Because - I wanted to follow you. Besides, this isn't a fight, so you're not in danger, are you?

"Even if it's not a fight, there's plenty of danger. And last time..."

That's all I'm saying, and the layers shut their mouths. This is something that Irmatal aside, hardly anyone in the group knows about. Since the last incident of phantom dream fruit, Alphilis had consulted Maia and Lakia on what to do in the future. Fortunately, there was no change in Irmatal, but Alphilis was able to tell Rakia and Maia to observe Irmatal for a while. If that were not currently in Arnelia, it would be a mess. All I don't know is Irmatal himself.

If the layer is told why he knows that interaction, it's nothing more than because he has several times as much hearing as a regular person. I haven't told anyone, but the layers have felt their senses have sharpened many times since they started fighting. If you care about it, you can sense who is approaching by the vibrations when you walk, or you can hear conversations a town away. It was possible for layers to use the senses as much as they could also act as sensors, with one will. I'm just not telling anyone because talking about this is going to impose a lot of restrictions on my everyday life. However, with this sense, it was easy to detect the art of Ilmatal concealment. Because in the art of concealment, you can erase signs and sounds, but you cannot erase the smell perfectly.

Anyway, Layer couldn't have told me anything strange that he knew, so he kept his mouth shut. It was a layer that had no other purpose than eliminating the danger of approaching the Alphilis, or eliminating the seeds of worry, but it's not like you don't feel a grump about imitating them like eavesdropping. But it was Utility who noticed the confusion of such a layer. Exactly cunning, this fairy was above the layers in the rush.

"Sounds kind of annoying ~. Say it, Ururi"

Uty pokes little with his elbow as he circles the cheeks of the layer. Layer gently sliced back the elbow.

"Those two are the ones who snuck up on me, aren't they? So I couldn't show up in front of everyone, so I showed up in front of me. Didn't you?"

"Muggle. You're a tough kid to do..."

"That's right - I'm glad I came, but my mom seems really busy. I was wondering what to do. So if it works, I was wondering if my mom would finally tell me even if I was here."

"So why me?"

"'Cause layers are sneaking up on your mom, aren't they? You're hiding your true power, aren't you? If you want me to keep my mouth shut, that's fine, but I want to help my mom, too. Exchange terms, okay?

"Il, you..."

Layer realized that it was useless to try to point out how young Il was. Irmatal is a true dragon at an early age. Now the lay was reminded of it.

Continued