The Branded Female Fencer

"... that wave is..."

The black sister went up one step at a time. Mother.

La Forse replied quietly in a white, light-filled place of meditation. Her cheeks were slightly upbeat, her mouth slightly twisted like a small flower.

My mother, La Millisier, is losing the power she had before. From that magic power, I was transferring all of it to my daughter, and now I even lost my vitality and suddenly seemed to be 10 years old. At the same time, La Fourse begins to look mature, in contrast.

Therefore, even if the awakening wave of your son conveys the ground vein, La Millisher does not know much about it.

Not awakening?

Yeah, I think I woke up and went back on my own.

"You think a stupid, just human daughter is giving birth to your son?"

"It's nothing funny, Mother."

La Fourse opened her eyes slowly to dissolve the meditation. At that moment, even La Milicia was awed by the intimidation that was overflowing, and she sat down on the spot and dressed flat.

When I saw my mother who was faithful to her role, my emotions swayed in the past. Already as head of the Oriumpas Church, La Forse had begun to have a good record.

"Ah... I'm sorry, white shrine maiden." I was upset and embarrassed, such as to interfere with my meditation. ”

"I don't mind, the third place in white." The second and third places are in a position to express their opinions directly to me. If there is movement in the world, it must be told. Especially if you in third place get upset, that's all. Sometimes it's necessary to express your emotions in case of an emergency. ”

"I see, I also feel that this is an unusual situation. Master La Fourse, I wasn't here when his daughter came, but it wasn't just her, was it?”

It is in second place in white that La Millisier sits on the opposite pole. The bloodline is not bad, but I feel like even La Millicia can feel my body when it is shot at by the cold eyes of a heretic child born in one generation from the bloodline that was not very powerful in the Oriumpas church.

The talent that would have certainly competed for first place in the same era seems to be feeling and understanding the same thing as La Fourse.

Looking at him quietly, La Fourse smiled happily.

That's right, second place. As long as it was just a child's vessel, I didn't care as much. If she has a talent that has something to do with your child, and that power is unleashed, it will likely have more impact in the future. ”

“Does it concern the survival of the Church of Olympus?”

"No, I don't think so. However, it is possible that we will be forced to stand. Whether we leave it to her or absolutely oppose her... we can only be sure that our generation will make the decision.”

What's your first thought?

The second place voice was quiet, but there was silent pressure that if there was an unexpected response, I would always chase the first place down. La Millisher was aware of the second place's intentions, but La Fourse replied tactfully.

“Personally, I want to be friends with her. Together we study, strive for heights, and sometimes compete with each other - I think such a relationship is ideal."

Is that it?

"The paranoia that dwells in my bloodline will not allow it. I can't hold myself down anywhere. When she is fully awakened to her power as a child, I will surely fight her. I don't know what the outcome will be, but that must be my mission.”

"Don't you find that mission annoying?"

I don't think so.

La Fourse said perfectly. Ability and mental stability are on the way. My mother, La Millisher, seemed relieved of the completion of the new white shrine maiden, but the second thought seemed slightly different.

Lady La Fourse, may I share my thoughts with you?

Of course, you two.

"I don't think I should fight a black shrine maiden with her child."

La Millicia is furious at the words she can receive as a rebellion.

"You! That would be tantamount to denying the significance of the Olympus!"

"Welcome, third place." I served you when you were first, but now I'm better. There's no saying you're going to say that. "

"Go on, you two."

There was no excitement from my mother, and a cold word came first.

"Yes, what is the significance of the Olympus Church in the first place?" Instead of relying on the uncertain existence of your son, humans as a human race aspire to self-reliance and self-reliance - the result is first in generation, your bloodline. Isn't that right? "

No, it's not.

"The existence of Miko is probably more correctly called a mechanism (system)." Depending on the outbreak, we may be able to eliminate the human race itself. Our ancestors who realized this - no, should we say that wisdom was bestowed upon the Sages? Even if I forced many personal support, I aimed for the limitations of the human race. "

"Second place, where did you--"

The opportunity for the creation of the Olympus Church has been spoken of from generation to generation through oral tradition. From the mother of La Milicia to La Milicia. And La Milicia hasn't spoken to La Forse yet. Not all of them can be spoken of, but many follow with restraint and awe by strength.

And yet, it seemed like the second place had noticed. I thought he was a heretic, but La Millisher didn't realize it was so. La Forse stared at him quietly, without surprise, and the second one continued as if he were stunned by La Millisher.

"Humans should be rulers. It is not about dictatorship, but as a race that has developed a mental structure, I am sure that we should guide the still immature race. We should use what we have available to us for that purpose, but we should work with those we need to work with. Nature and spirits deserve to be forgiven, but they are no different from your children."

"In other words, do you think you should cooperate with your sister?"

"If you're starting to get out of the system, you're definitely not our enemy. Don't you think it's okay to consider that? No, it's more likely that we'll find a new destination.”

The second place probably pointed out the stagnation and blockage of the Olympus. La Millisher also felt uncomfortable at a young age. I filled it with my sense of mission and generations of delusions, but many people have disappeared because of it. Even the good guys.

The second opinion even seemed to La Millisher to be a mild one. Known for his ruthlessness, this man was thinking about something innovative. No, it's probably because he's a heretic who hasn't been stained by Olympus' way of thinking. Or maybe he came up here to express his opinion from the beginning.

In response to the second-place opinion, La Fourse often fell silent. The tense air fills the room during meditation. Eventually, La Fourse opened her mouth slowly.

Continued