The Branded Female Fencer

"I don't know!

Together disappointingly dropped their shoulders in its grand words, and Mikoto held his head.

"I asked this man if he made a fool of himself."

"Oh, uncle. Not in this situation."

"Because, you know, we can talk about whether we can get along or not, right? You know that before I met you."

"No, well, not really. Let's talk about it once, shall we?"

The elders were somehow convinced by Dragreo's words. Come to think of it, all I've ever thought about is fighting if we meet, but shouldn't we discuss it in the first place? Isn't it too sparse to hui the opportunity to soothe, according to fate and prophecies, etc. Those who thought so had also come out to the elders.

It is easy, if you ask me. The elders poured the liquor into a large cup and recommended it to Dragreo.

"O wise man, will you take a sacrifice? A sign of rapprochement and gratitude."

"That's good, but this isn't enough, is it?

"Uncle, read the air?

"Holy shit!

"Ho ho ho, then let's get more barrels ready"

"Well, that's fine."

Dragreo grinned, Mikoto grinned, and the elders laughed. Some of them may have laughed bitterly, but it is never bad - it was at a time when habits were also broken, like a broken company, and those around them also had a sense of the coming of a new age.

- Sonnakotoja, Yursalenai -

A quiet, heavy voice rang all around. Dragreo noticed the source of his voice the soonest as everyone looked around.

"Up there!

"What is that?"

What everyone saw was the sight of the sky gleaming golden, which should have been covered by thick clouds. It was a sight that could be seen unexpectedly as majestic and beautiful, but Mikoto noticed the anomaly as soon as possible.

"- You shouldn't, uncle!

"Boundary, maximum output!

"Mikoto!!

The moment the elders screamed, the light poured through the thick clouds. And the light swallowed all, and drank of the silver clan that was in the mountains.

"Hmm, I don't know what to do now."

Haedneca was hanging around after him when he finished working with Saurka. Originally a hedoneca lacking consciousness as a family of silver.

At an early age, Hedneka also did a hell of a training plan called a nurturing plan, which surprised the elders. Though called the bearer of the next generation, Haedneca has lost interest in gaining further power when she grows to a certain age.

I have never stood up for and disobeyed the orders of the elders, and if I had a mandate, I would have done so faintly and failed. However, I have never been able to communicate with Fluffy, and I have never done many tasks because of this.

Haedneca never thought she hated herself, a family of silver. But I wonder why it's a family of silver. It's interesting to dormant regularly and see a new and changed world. The world is always beautiful to view from the top of a steep mountain without thinking about it for a while after you wake up.

But in men's restraint, always the same face, take turns regularly to have children, and if they lose strength, dedicate their existence as a offering, or turn to the leadership side like the elders? That's the only way. Life is not funny at all. Why shouldn't it be a painting, why shouldn't it only be the benign man who chooses it as his number, why shouldn't he just dance instead of dance? That's not surprising to Haedneca.

The same is true of the princesses of war. Flip down any bent man and compete for what turned him into a turn. Hedneka thinks it's okay to turn in poets and paintings.

"The point is, what's the difference in values?

I also know the agony of the elders, I can understand the mission of the clan, and I still don't think it suits my sexuality. I got consulted sometimes when Plateca was alive, but that Plateca also died. He died giving birth to a child that did not need to be born, without turning to instruction, without becoming an offering.

The people inside suffered from understanding, but Haedneca felt she could somehow understand Plateca's thoughts.

"Oh, I'd like to talk to Master Plateca..."

When Haedneca kicked the pebble of the road with her mouth shut, the light suddenly overflowed behind her. When you look at it, there was a lot of light pouring down the inside position.

And it wasn't just that, shockwaves hit me enough to scrape off the mountain with the roar. The birds flying in the sky broke their wings and flew away without the wind running through them. A four-legged warcraft, more than twice the size of a cow, was blown away by a shockwave and disappeared high in the sky.

"What? What, what!? Is that thunder? Impossible!

Hedneka unwittingly shouted, opening the dance of defense in full. He kicked the boulder that attacked him and ran up and flew over the collapsed mountain. A storm was still blowing after the shock waves had passed, but with Haedneca it was also possible to ride the wind streams.

It was a hell of a sight to see in its eyes.

"... you don't have any inside."

What I saw in Haedneca's eyes was the circumference of the inside, which had already changed the terrain. There was no mountain where it should have been, and it was a sight in itself, small and beautiful and neat, without any traces.

Continued