The Branded Female Fencer

"The concubine doesn't even have the right to ask the answer..."

"It's not like that, but whatever happens when you know it. What only those who can reach it, such as the deepest part of the ruins, should know. Besides, the Lord has something to ask you. We didn't come here to see the mountain."

"You're turning an underground ruin on Arnelia, aren't you? Didn't you feel anything strange? Anything trivial."

"That's a lot of talk. You don't answer the concubine's questions, do you?

Stervese just exposed his discomfort, but Yugdrasil broke in there.

"Not necessarily irrelevant to you, Stelvese. If Ucco is sleeping with you under the roof, how can he not answer?

"What? Ucco?

Stervese reacts to the word ucco and kills. After all, and Yugdrasil was heartily convinced of the reaction as imagined.

Stelvese was uttering words with not much shaking of anger as he snapped the skewer he had in his hand.

"Something to forget, or its name. The sudden appearance of Ucco and Aca's blow caused my mother, who was out on the battlefield, to become involved and die. My concubine's father died in a crusade with the Devil! How thoughtless two people who did not die in the battle against the demons and died where nothing to do with the hegemony of the continent - I imagine - are a shame!

That's not all. How much damage was done not only to the dragon but also to the demon because of two warcraft that did not know or just repeated destruction! Though he was still young, his concubines, the ancient dragons, could not have forgotten!

"Right. Before that, the skewers have fallen. Eat this and calm down."

"Mm... sorry about this"

Stervese picking up skewers that fell to the ground, but Yugdrasil handed him a new meat skewer. Stervese regained his composure with that skewer, but Yugdrasil's response had somehow cooled him down.

"Ancient Dragon's. I'm not here to preach, but can I have one thing?"

"What is?

"Damn, don't you realize there's a contradiction and pride in what you're saying now?

"I see Notice gets tired. You're just a short circuit to the ancient dragon."

"Do you insult me!?

Yugdrasil turned the tip of the skewer to Stervese, who began to kill again.

"That's it. That's not good."

"What?"

"You just repeated the destruction - didn't you? At the time, it was your battle for creatures other than the ancient dragons and demons. Magic falling to the surface, braces. Sometimes they were just shock waves, and it became a disaster of our own ignorance and poured down. Do you think the outcry of your direct death has become a curse that will rot the earth for hundreds of years? Thousands of years after that battle, you still don't seem to be reflecting, do you?

"It's..."

"Notice knew. But it's a foolishness to just hide there. You don't seem to have enough sense as a guide - well, speaking of which you have no choice because you're livestock."

"What? What did you say?

I also missed hearing Stervese because his last words were so whispering that I couldn't hear them. But I felt like I had been told something nasty, and my skin got all worked up.

Stervese doesn't know about Yugdrasil. There were supposed to be ten black magicians, but I couldn't really confirm the last one with a thousand eyes. I can't hear how to see through a thousand miles, so I don't know that the last of them is Yugdrasil, but I was already realizing that the man in front of me didn't seem like he was just a janitor or anything.

"You - Hello, 'The One Who Knows the Truth'?

"What's that?

"Once Notice - my husband said. The world is shaped to be everything, and we just have to look at it. I wonder if anyone knows, like on someone's palm, or what the odds are that something is going to happen. Otherwise, he said too many things would be too convenient.

Isn't that what you are?

"... I see, that's an interesting idea. Sure, maybe it's not a mistake, though. But at least that's not me. If I'm so omnipotent, I don't burn skewers or anything in here, I'm just breaking into the ruins and doing something about Ucco.

I am also another fool imprisoned by inconvenient constraints and flesh. We need your guidance as we enter the ruins. We, especially the two of them, have no authority to enter other sites without an invitation from the inside.

That's the real deal from here, Stervese. I want you to crusade Ucco. Those two are useless as a force of war, but would be useful if the ruin traps and such were alive. There will be many traps that are impossible to disarm even if they are ancient dragons.

How's the response going?

Stervese was under barometric pressure at the voice of Yugdrasil, which became more intimidating as he spoke. Perhaps it is possible to say no, but assuming that would make it impossible to engage humans as ancient dragons from here onwards, I was caught in a sense of impatience that stirred up from beneath my stomach.

There were plenty of things I wanted to ask why this man was familiar with the dragon and demon wars, including about Notice, but I also had the anticipation that he wouldn't answer me anyway.

Stelvese's decision was quick.

"- Fine. Sure, I've never done that before if I could take Ucco with me."

"Right, right. Both of you help Stelvese and try to take it down nicely."

"I don't mind that, Yugdrasil. Do you want to collect Levantine?

To Karevan's question, Yugdrasil shook his head sideways.

"It's not necessary. Levantine is a weapon that is used with higher authority than administrators. As one of the people on this continent, including administrators, I don't want to be able to use it. In the first place, Simola and I were at the limit of three swings. We can't destroy this continent any more."

"One more thing. What should we do if we encounter a third party in the ruins?

"In principle, we need to catch it and manipulate the memory. But if it's going to be a struggle, you can end it."

In the words, Tutez's eyes lit up.

Continued