The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

At the end of the hall, which opens the hall and separates the hallways, there is a magic class square (,).

This is a place where all humans practice martial arts, and to accommodate them, naturally there is also a drinking area set up there.

Here were two six brave men who came to wash their faces.

"... Phew"

"Go ahead, Mr. Catherine"

"None."

It is Catherine and Jacob the Six Brave.

I build a neighborhood in my eyes and am exhausted to see it.

Katherine, who wiped her face with a hand wipe given to Jacob, returns it to Jacob as she looks back towards the hall. And in the late hours of the night, I look out to the shadows of the halls still lit by lights.

"Damn, what kind of concentration. Is this your third day?

Jacob, who also wiped his face, says as he folds his hand wipe.

"Honestly, I'm off track. Even from the Twelve. Even Mr. Eileen pulled in."

"Well, that won't help. We have to raise the bottom of this battle force."

"So we're good?

"If that fails, that's all I'm saying because I have no life..."

Katherine lowers her back to the bench near the water drinking area.

In the meantime, there is one presence that finely shakes the air. Not the two of us who don't realize this.

"Oh, yeah? The way you hide the signs is cluttered.

It was harder to think of enemies than it was a magic class square.

Catherine's tone was mild, but Jacob already had his hands on his sword.

Then he heard two wind cuts and headed towards each of Jacob and Catherine.

Footsteps approaching in front of the two who caught it without difficulty.

"hehe, tired"

The silhouette approaches and I hear cheerful voices.

"Oh, are you sure... you were Mr. Silver Wolf?

"Team silver SWAT Captain Brutes. What can I do for you at this late hour?

It was the silver blues that finally illuminated my face with the fire in the hall.

"You know what, I brought you a sole because you're gonna be tired, right?

Brutes pointed to two bottles thrown at them earlier.

"What's this?

Jacob asks Brutes.

"I'm a Potivitant Dead. Drink it because it cheers you up."

"There's nothing more scary than an application from a man I don't know much about. I'll pay you back."

"Hey, why does that happen!

Jacob's attitude leads Blutz's eyes up.

"Surely it was also you who stunned us at Legalia Castle... could it have been you?

"Yes, I do, though. That's what Azley made. They're mostly drinking, and there's nothing poisonous about it."

"Phew..."

Catherine looking out with a bottle in the starry sky.

We both understood that Brutes' words were harmless. And when they heard Azley's name in that explanation, they met each other in the stream.

Then it didn't take long until Catherine opened the lid of the bottle and drank the contents.

Seeing Katherine like that, Jacob sighs deeply once. Shortly afterwards I drank up the Potivitan Dead just like Catherine did.

""... Huh!

It happened to both of us.

Weirder and more extraordinary than any puzzle I've ever experienced.

Blutz laughs when she realizes that she has experienced the effect from the look on both of them.

"... technological innovation, he said it would be great here."

"Damn, with this, the guild's work would have been easier..."

The two current jobs are Adventurer Alliance Special Alliance members.

It is like a guerrilla who follows the life of Scott, the guild master of the Adventurer Alliance, and moves from place to place.

He is a warrior, but late, due to the businessmanship of the guilders, the two found a great deal of the value of the Potivitant Dead.

Brutes gets closer to the two of us watching out for the bottles that we drank.

Actually, I wanted to ask you something.

The two look at the blues after they match something.

"I don't mind if it's possible. I know about cities, villages, settlements everywhere."

The weight of the word makes their eyes strong and sharp.

But Brutes' eyes that take it were also serious themselves.

"It doesn't seem to be of interest."

After I say it, Jacob sees Catherine.

Katherine joins her legs, holds her elbows and looks up into the sky.

"... I'll talk to you about the tea bill."

"There is."

Brutes sat on the spot and walked away.

Jacob also sat down next to Catherine and looked up at the sky just like Catherine.

"What shall we talk from?

"Isn't that nice? It's not like we were acting together. All you have to do is tell them what you've seen."

"... right"

Jacob agreed with Catherine's story and remained silent for a while.

That's because it was a heavy and hard story, like even distorting Jacob's face.

"... as you may be asking, the big city is still working hard. But you should think that small and medium-sized cities, villages and settlements are almost gone from the map."

".................. so much"

"Of course, those who have moved to the big city by guilder induction, our time buying, are helping. The majority of them should be coming to Bailanaea or this tweed. Well, some flew to Legalia, but since that's also transferred here in the earlier operation, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this tweed is the one with the most population"

"Right..."

Blutz's voice just got a little brighter. From there, however, Jacob's words ahead were a word of darkness.

"Naturally, some lands didn't help"

"Huh!!

"The city is a sea of blood. An indescribable wreck. Arms buried in wreckage and raised to heaven as if to ask for help. No man, no woman, no child, no equal death visited on anyone. I've seen a lot of land like that. Honestly, if it weren't for the sign of the former Six Warriors, you'd be filled with desire to escape."

Jacob flaunted his shoulder after a long nasal exhalation. And look at Catherine.

"... of course there were those who fought bravely. Warriors and magicians who fought for as long as their lives to get everyone out of the city, villages and settlements. There was even a guy who was eaten right in front of me."

Catherine darkens her face as she recalls her hard past.

"... you're an idiot. Dead doesn't mean anything, not at all."

Catherine's words contain insults to the dead. Brutes thought so. But that was obvious from Katherine's distressed expression.

Lie down, to the two of you who shut up, Brutes bows his head deeply.

"... thanks"

I'm tired of hearing that reaction. The two give that look.

"What? I wonder what you wanted to do when you asked me this..."

"No, well... what is it? Ha..."

Brutes looks at Catherine with a smile on her face.

unspoken emotions. Catherine was aware of Brutes' intentions.

"There's no one to remind me that I'm dead."

Catherine's words, which also seem merciless.

"Well, what a sweet silver wolf some were."

Jacob also realizes what the Brutes question means.

"Hey, why?"

"You idiot, the team you're on is the silver that made your name heard in heaven? If the SWAT leader is going to die there, it's when most people are dead. There's no one alive to remind me."

"Huh!"

Yes, Catherine's words were, by no means, merciless.

Whether you make a limit breakthrough or a level increase, a powerful army is a terrible thing. Even Blutz could die. Brutes realized the death and put the escape in his own question.

The silver blues were most speared by Ryan because of fear when Billy and Cleet attacked Ed. That was before he was called a silver wolf, that is, a normal emotion if he was a human being.

"Everybody, I'm afraid to die."

"Yeah, it's very scary."

Jacob nods deliberately to Catherine's point.

"Are you scared, too?

"Of course."

"Aren't you an idiot?

Catherine and Jacob's, as usual, disgusting face returns.

But that's not the past two.

"But..."

"Huh?"

"Some people can't move on without a SWAT leader like you."

"Huh!!

Brutes' face gets stiff.

"Look, I have a lot of experience in my life, so I can give you this advice."

"That's Mr. Catherine. But you can't be a SWAT leader, can you?

"It's not natural. What kind of advice? It's what you put yourself on the shelf."

"That's fraternity. You're all equal."

"Oh, speaking of which, continued earlier, there was no such thing as a deserted city in the city being attacked?

"Oh, you had some." The monster must have swallowed a human or escaped early, "Mr. Scott said."

"Yes, I wish everyone had done that. Ah, here you go ~"

"Mine too, please."

Katherine and Jacob place an empty bottle in front of the blues and head back to the hall.

The two words can be spoken lightly.

But the blues that were rigid were different. I didn't take it that way.

He grips his fist hard, and when he opens it, in the eyes of his gripping blues, there is a hot flame.

Silver SWAT Captain, Silver Wolf Blues.

For the sake of his companions, who looked at his back and proceeded, he held his fist, once and for all.