The Branded Female Fencer

"(No, I know I'm the youngest of these... that doesn't make me anxious, but isn't looking for them to fall apart a fool? Well, maybe we all have ourselves, but we don't know what's coming out. I wish it was just Ucco, but I don't know how many dead ruins there are, so there's nothing more to hide. Is that okay, now)"

Javawok is inherently lonely. Make it a primitive species of wolf that existed a long time ago, and its subspecies, Javawok. He was born black monochrome where he was originally brown body hair, and because of his ferocious personality and even black fangs, he was called Black Fang (Javawok).

Individuals who were once silver monochrome were called and revered Lord Silver, but they said they were ominous just because they were black, and by the time they were willing, they were abhorred. Javawok has thought many times if he were as noble a body hair as Lord Silver, would it have been a more different life?

Thus attracted to the golden Miriazal, which is uncertain, the intense resentment gave Javawok strength to cross the king species of other races and a body body that was too gigantic for the wolf's primitive species, without keeping Javawok just a subspecies. It was undoubtedly Javawok who drove his attacking compatriots to the brink of total annihilation with their strength, and his compatriots alone could not sustain the species, until they were all around other vulnerable species.

One of the Pilebos Peaks was a mountain all night long, and I heard it was because of the weird birds that rock roof, until I fought to argue that it was businesslike because the black monochrome was my world - he was actually lonely for over a thousand years.

Now I'm used to both rock roofs and rakes being tight, but when I get back to one, that instinct is stimulated. And, at the same time, information I heard from Stervese, Tutez and Karevan on the road ran through his brain. Because he has lived with little interest in others other than himself, the information is brand new and Javawok can judge without preconceptions.

"(Weird - right? I've never really tried the ruins. A ruin you can't attack with Master Stelvese, can you? Even though he's dead, is that what makes it so easy to get off the ground? A trap - for what? Who did you want to attract? Brady, Maria, or Saurka? No, they shouldn't have come. It's a coincidence that Brady Maria is in, and I heard that the princess of war woke up earlier than planned? Then someone - someone close to Arnelia who can respond to Ucco's awakening and go on a crusade - us? Are we the ones who wanted to invite you out?

The moment Javawok stopped to stop, Rockroof contacted him. Not Stervese, not the other two. Rockroof contacted me directly.

I heard the rock scream from the ball for communication as Javawok tried to talk about his current thoughts with all the good opportunities.

"Run!"

"- What?"

"Take Master Stelvese and run! A trap!"

Along with that word, communications suddenly go far. Perhaps the ball left the lockroof. It doesn't seem to be broken yet, but it keeps flowing around the lockroof into the jabberwock without being switched off.

"This - the attack won't work! Such an idiot - no magic, why - surgery? How could you... know how to do that, that face... you, Reiki!

"Hey, Rock? Rook!"

"Stupid, what are you - you monster? Aah!

From across the sphere there was a tremendous scream and the sound of something pouring out in large quantities. If there is no water source, there is only one cause of the sound, the blood of the rock roof that flows out. And when someone touched the ball, the sound changed. When Javawok detected that someone lifted him, he even whispered and Javawok cleared his ears. In order to obtain information on the person who has cornered the lockroof.

But as you can see, the opponent didn't win proudly, he encouraged silence. Javawok was furious when he found out that this one was holding his breath. Multiple blues emerge on that forehead, but the opponent sneered as if it had even made a small fool of him.

Javawok, who heard it, passes through anger and, conversely, calms down. And he clenched his opposite fist to the point of bleeding not to crush the ball, and declared war against him.

"... one day, I will reveal who Temehe is and kill him. Always, in the honor of this black tooth, Themé will draw you to the bottom of darkness."

Is it whether the word sounded to the other person? After a few moments of hesitation, the other person finally replied.

- You know what? There's a wind blowing at the bottom of the darkness - not cold, not warm, just empty and mercilessly shredding itself. The wind is prolonged - what you call darkness, etc., warm -

That said, Javawok heard the sound of the rock roof sphere being damaged. There was no such thing as intimidation in that voice, it was just cold and untouched. Bottomless despair and nothingness - Javawok had that impression.

I'm sure it's not cruel. But there is no mercy. It's just that they're desperate to abandon everything. To such an impression, the possibility that he might have heard his opponent's voice had disappeared from Javawok's head.

Continued