690 Masquerade ⑤ - Sword Fight Aftermath

Sin-Luu and Gemd were across the street in the middle of a stone-covered round square.

With a number of candlesticks set up around the square, the two figures float together. And instead of both names, each of the small surnames with the sword refrained.

Participants in the banquet, which knocked over the big door, watched from the balcony. By the tease of Malstein, the people by the woods were able to stand in its front row. On the right hand side are the people of the Marquis de Genos, and on the left hand side are Fermes and Aug.

"... will the Sin-Lu and the others do a swordsmanship power comparison with that figure?

And when Gazran-Rutim raised his voice, Melfried, dressed as the Sun God, nodded "um".

"By the proposal of Lord Fermes, the type of equipment was defined as such. In Genos it will be the equipment used in the training of the soldiers"

Before Gazran-Rutim spoke up, I cared about that one too. The Sin-Lu's today were a lot lighter than they used to be at a martial arts club.

He wears a helmet on his head. However, there is no such thing as a cheek covering the face, a helmet-like shape used in ameft. So from the neck down, etc., as much as the leather chest and thick gloves were worn, the torso and leg coat seemed to be cloth outfits with no philosophy whatsoever.

"The knife is painted white, but becomes a wooden sword. If you don't get so much bad luck, you won't get a deep hand wound. Also, isn't it inconvenient gear for woodland hunters who hate cramped gear and poor vision?

"Yes, this would also allow hunters by the woods to sift through the full power.... but isn't that going to pose a danger?

To the words of Gazran-Rutim, Georg-Zaza also voiced "yes".

"Though a wooden sword, if we wield it with our power, it should easily crush the bones of your hands and feet, etc. Hit me in the neck and I'll give you your soul back with a blow."

There were those who responded to this noisy statement with a sneer. Naturally, it is Fermes.

"Gemd, above all, specializes in engaging in attacks by others. Don't worry about it."

"No, but-"

"And also, both names say not to cause deep hand injuries to the opponent. Just like the soldiers' workouts, there will be no blood shed."

Fermes is smiling innocently with a loose face of luscious makeup. Georg-Zaza was to hold his mouth with a face drained of poison.

"Now let's start the pastime. … Lord Melfried, please"

Melfried, who responded "um," turns toward the Sin-Lu's with a powerful foothold. Apparently, even today, he will hold the referee.

When Melfried arrives, the two lowest names hoist their swords with a flattering trick. It is a wooden sword, painted white. The pattern is wrapped with non-slip leather strings and has a proper twist. In the distance, it only looked like a real knife.

After carefully confirming his identity, Melfried hands the knife to both names. The small surnames who finished the role left with a thorough foothold.

Take a distance of about three meters and the two still stand tattered. Melfried, who formed at the center of it, rather raised his voice to make us listen.

"From this, by Sin-Luu, the hunter by the woods, and Gemdo, the swordsman of the king's capital, we will carry out a sword skill trial! The decision to win or lose is made only when the referee is judged to be in danger of life and then when he admits to defeat himself! A broken sword shall not be permitted to be exchanged and an attack by hand shall be effective!

Even when George-Zaza and Leiris competed by the woods, Melfried was set to play this role. Melfried, dressed as the Sun God, has become as if he were partitioning a divine battle dedicated for himself.

"However, this is only a feast afternoon! I'm obsessed with victory. I hope it never goes beyond a dangerous imitation! If you find it dangerous, at my discretion to judge, I will let you stop the battle!

Mel Fried's hard voice echoes in a good night's sleep.

The balcony spectators were sipping and listening to the words, and the two swordsmen were quietly tucked away.

"Now, let the battle begin! Both names, take an oath to the Western gods!

"In the name of the Western god Selva and my husband Fermes, I vow to fight with dignity"

"... by Mother Forest and Father Western God, Sin-Luu, head of Luu's branch, vows to fight right"

After all, it didn't come down to the words of both names.

Melfried leans backwards with his body pointing this way.

"Okay, here we go!

At the same time, they lifted their swords.

Sin-Lu is a front-eye setup, and Gemd has a slightly lower sword tip than that. Both were smooth, not disturbing the air.

Instead of me, he stares at Sin-Lu as Lara-Lu combines his hands to pray. Beyond that, I could see Tour-Din and Odifia holding hands together.

(Sin-Luu and Georg-Zaza were at the martial arts club, unable to give their original strength because of their cramped armor. Still, I could have defeated Melfried or Raylis... so is this going to be a battle?

There was such suspicion swirling in my chest.

To be clear, the physical abilities of hunters by the woods are out of standard. Even at the martial arts in Genos, most swordsmen, except Melfried and Railis, had been blown away with a knife by Sin-Luu. It is a completely unfamiliar story because there is a handful of armor that I am unfamiliar with.

On the other hand, there are only a few humans who are regarded as having the same power over hunters by the woods. Camua-Josh, Melfried, and Sanjula, to name a few. They must be powerful enough to cross with the hunters by the woods, even on five-minute terms.

(Does this Gemd have as much strength as that?... but Ai-Fa said it doesn't seem that way)

Anyway, all I can do is wish Sin-Lu well here.

Like the rest of us, I've decided to keep an eye on the movement of both names only.

The two are measuring twists and turns as they change the scaffolding to draw a circle.

Sin-Lu seems rather cautious, too.

Besides, I'm guessing Sin-Lu is after a counter that fits his opponent's movements. Will you take another operation to play and fly the knife in order to win without hurting your opponent?

But Gemd doesn't quite try to roll out a knife.

He was him, maybe waiting for Sin-Lu to move.

Besides, if you are a swordsman with proper power, you should be able to sense the extra-standard power of hunters by the woods. Then he couldn't have been slashed by the murmur.

With the same distance taken, both names even draw circles.

And - Gemd stuck out a knife to the lid.

When the white sword tip shines in Sin-Lu's hand, it leaves. It was as if it were a white snake sneaking up on its prey.

Sin-Lu bounces back that sword tip with a great reflex nerve.

But Gemd's sword never danced through the universe.

He flushes Sin-Lu's slaughter properly and is protruded forward again. It was a relaxing and irrelevant movement that could not be held back at all by force and so on.

Sin-Lu moves his sword into small pieces and plays Gemd's sword. but Gemd's attack was intransigent. Even though he is being played with the power of a hunter by the woods, he looms and approaches without blunting his sword muscles. Even though it doesn't look like such a quick move, it's hard for Sin-Lu to turn to a counterattack. It was, after all, a time of white snakes hunting down their prey.

If Sin-Lu retreats, Gemd advances, and if Sin-Lu advances, Gemd retreats. The hard tone of the wooden sword bumping just sounded faint, and the same motion continued for a while.

"He doesn't want to be slaughtered by Sin-Lu."

and Georg-Zaza crushed with a low voice on his lid.

When you blink your ear, you hear Dari-Sautti responding "um".

"I think so, too. I guess that's a move to tangle Sin-Lu's knife."

"Oh. If there's a gap, I'd be looking to put a knife on Sin-Lu's wrist as well, but that's all prevented. That's why we're trying to take the knife."

At that moment, Gemd's sword suddenly turned direction.

He pointed a long cut at Sin-Lu's right leg as he tried to step forward.

Sin-Lu can pull his legs in with the same momentum as he was bounced.

Then, Gemd's sword struck Sin-Lu's hand again.

Sin-Lu bounces it back at the roots of his body.

But after all, Gemd's cutting-edge doesn't really shine. I guess the way the force escapes is exquisite. Even if you get hit with a knife, twist your wrist to match it, make sure you arc small, and move on to the chase.

Because such Gemd attacks have no cleavage at all, Sin-Lu cannot sift a sword in large measure. So I guess the hunter's power is also half-sealed. I, an amateur of swords, have finally come to understand those structures.

"This guy is a pain in the ass. If I were you..."

And when Georg-Zaza tried to say something, Sin-Luu even flew backwards.

Gemd also stepped out fluffy, but the distance hasn't clogged yet. Sin-Lew leapt further backwards as he bent his knee wide.

The distance between the two is separated by about five meters.

I don't care how you get up, you can't reach the knife.

The moment all that distance could be secured, Sin-Luu lay himself down like a beast.

Now it's not just the knee, it's all the force in your body, and Sin-Lu jumps.

Not in the rear, but forward.

Sin-Lu shook the knife off his side as he thrust in a bullet-like momentum.

Both bodies clash in hollow.

If this were a steel sword, there would have been blue and white sparks scattered.

Whoa, a breath of amazement spills from among the people who stuck their breath and watched.

Gemd's body was blown backwards.

But without falling and lying down, Gemd put one hand on the stone floor, twitched and rotated backwards before regaining his posture.

Under its throat, Sin-Lu's sword is poked.

Gemd's knife remains pointing down. Still, it would be admirable not to let go of the knife after taking a blow all over Sin-Lu's body.

"I'm here," Jemd declared in a calm voice, quietly looking back at Sin-Lu's face.

"There's a battle! Forestside hunter, Sin-Lu victory!

A cheer wore over Mel Fried's voice.

The noble people who had behaved so elegantly had finally exploded their cheers.

In the meantime, Fermes was gracefully banging his hands.

"No, it's brilliant. This is the first time I've seen Gemd lose so far. The power of a hunter by the woods is something that you can't really understand."

Georg-Zaza stared down at the figure.

"Stick around, you don't even look remorseful. What the hell kind of thoughts did you use to make such a power comparison?

"That, of course, is to make the feast more glamorous. The others were satisfied, above all."

Then, from the other side, Malstein raised his voice.

"Let's give Sin-Lew a silver coin of blessing just now, when he triumphed. Now, I'd like you to return to the hall."

The people groaned and went back to the hall.

After that, I sneak up on Ai-Fa.

"Somehow, that was a strange battle. But it was all about being safe."

"Uhm. It would have been that Sin-Lu had been more of a knife played if he had distracted himself at all. I don't know, it's weird, but there's a way to fight like that."

I = fa was kind of a neat face. Has it fallen to any sincerity to see Jemd's sword moves, which could not measure his strength? It was true that Gemd may be an opponent who is not surprisingly powerful but difficult to defeat.

When I went back to the hall that way, people were colluding louder than ever before. Perhaps he speaks enthusiastically about the present pastime.

"Lara-Lew would have been relieved, too, wouldn't he? I'm glad they never get hurt, not to mention Sin-Lu."

When I called it that way, Lara-Lew cheerfully said, "Yeah!" He nodded. On that surface, there is an innocent grin on Limi-Luu's part.

Then a fluffy bunch approached us. It is a group of fairies of water colour that were also in sight when they entered the venue. Several of them surrounded Lara-Luu while lighting their cheeks.

"That was a great battle! After all, Sin-Luu is the best swordsman in Genos!

"Yeah, really! I could see Sin-Lu fighting so close, my heart was shaking!

"Huh? Huh? What, all of a sudden?

Lara-Luu looks around at the ladies with a bewildered look. You ladies seemed to be hugging Lara-Lu all the time.

"Oh, you know, when the tea party..."

When I raised my voice like that, one of the ladies at Daw Aung Yeung's door looked back in momentum.

"Yes! This is Serange from the Viscount Mardel family. You remembered me, Asta, the cook by the woods."

"I am Vesta of the Viscount Talfone family. Thank you for a delicious treat at the tea party, Asta."

In other words, it was two ladies of the castle town who first saw Sin-Lu. But these two names, Lara-Lu, should also face each other at the Martial Arts Feast.

"Oh, you guys ah... what the hell are you so excited about?

When Lara-Luu questioned him with a confused face, Serange and the others turned around.

"If I could show you that kind of sword technique, anyone would daunt me! Sin-Lu is a truly amazing swordsman!

"We came together to share this joy with Lara-Luu!

Lara-Lew's red dress buries among the watercoloured fairies. Me and Ai-Fa and Gazran-Rutim could only watch it without doing anything.

"Lara-Lew is a lovely banquet costume, too. Your banquet costume is the perfect color for Lara-Lew's hair."

"Really, beautiful...... if you line up with Sin-Lu, you'll look great without any more"

"Oh, you two have been looking at that since earlier, haven't you? I don't know how many times I've been robbed."

If I let something go, Lara-Lew is going to get screwed. Besides, I couldn't leave this place with Lara-Luu.

"Hmm. There's one thing here, shouldn't I-Fa help out?

"... why should I take that role?

"If it's me or Gazran-Rutim, there might be a corner. We have no idea what to do with you ladies."

"Such things are not with me."

Ai-Fa replied that way, but I guess Lara-Luu was pitiful after all. One sigh threw a "hey" at you ladies who looked like fairies.

"I'm sorry, but I think it's time to move the place. Lara-Luu and I would like you to exchange your words again just now."

The fairies who set their cheeks on fire turn back to Ai-Fa.

Then this time, Ai-Fa was to be surrounded.

"Oh, Master Ai-Fa. I'm totally late to say hello. That princess Knight Zelia looks really nice."

"Hey, what? How do you know my name?

"Well. Didn't I say hello at the feast the other day?"

The fairies gather in a flock at Ai-Fa as they leap on the balls maggot-colored feathers. Then another lady gathered here and there occasionally.

"It's a hiccup, Ai-Fa. I've always wanted to speak to you."

"Allow me also to greet you. … oh, the other day the banquet costume was stunning, but you look more beautiful today than that"

Speaking of which, even at the last ball, Ai-Fa was scattered because of your wife. Was a large crowd eager for a chance to speak up to Ai-Fa?

"Hey, thanks for the help.... Already, what the hell, these princesses!

Lara-Lew returns to us with a sleazy face.

Then Serange and Vesta, who had not joined the gathering of lovers of Ai-Fa, offered Lara-Luu a bouquet of flowers they had taken out of nowhere.

"Lara-Luu, please pick this up"

"Huh? What is this? By the woods, it's not even my birthday, but I don't know how to send flowers."

"It is a gift of flowers from the closest lady to a swordsman who triumphed in combat. That's what we talked about during the martial arts, right?

Serange pressed a bouquet of flowers under Lara-Rue's chest, grinning.

"It should be Lara-Luu who should send flowers to Sin-Luu. Please follow the lesson of Castle Town."

"No, but..."

"Oh, so are you giving me or Vesta the gift of flowers?

Serange's eyes twitched with a pranky light.

Lara-Lew flicks a bouquet of flowers as she blushes her cheeks a lot.

"Okay, already!... You're not kidding me, are you?

"It's outrageous to tease. We just want Lara-Lu and Sin-Lu to be happy."

"Yeah. When you two can have a wedding, let me bless you or not"

Lara-Lew finally twists the two ladies as she blushes.

Serange and Vesta were laughing all the time like a prank-loving fairy.

"... there seems to be a definite bond between the people of the woods and the people of the castle town."

and a voice with a laugh behind it sounds on the pretend.

Without having to look back, its identity was obvious. It was a sweet cello voice.

"Oh, thank you.... You were a great swordsman too, Jemd."

"Thank you. Still, it must be hard to beat a hunter by the woods."

Fermes was still smiling gracefully. That hazel-eye sees me and Gazran-Rutim in equal parts.

"You and Asta just want to talk slowly, too. But I still have to say hello to the others...... can I say hello again when Gemd gets back?

"Yes. Best regards,"

but now we can't leave either because Ai-Fa has been deprived of freedom of movement. Fermes, realizing it, turned his gaze to your siege net as he narrowed his eyes "Oh," he said.

"If you ladies are going to be nagging, I'm going to have a hard time with you. So, while you're at it, can I help you with the exposures?"

To put it this way, Fermes approached you ladies. One of the fairies who noticed it thanked your lady in a hurry.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that's a great banquet costume.... If you don't mind, could you just dance with me?

When Fermes smiled with her beautifully make-up beauty, the lady to whom it was directed became depressed, as if she had been plucked out of her soul.

As if it were an infectious disease, your circle of ladies twitches and migrates towards Fermes. Found a gap there, Ai-Fa broke through the siege net with hunter agility and ran back to us.

"Let's go. Don't mumble."

Ey-Fa's fingertips grab my wrist and pull me around. Waving gracefully at Serange and Vesta, we finally decided to leave the scene.

"Totally, I had a terrible eye. Why aren't you trying to help me?

"No, I was just going to see how things went a little bit more. It's like they were looking forward to seeing me again."

"... I thought it was because of that diplomat to show his weakness"

I finally stopped my leg, Ey-Fa, and he glances at me with a shiny eye. I put my heart to it and made him apologize.

"You seemed to be exchanging words with him while I couldn't move. What the hell were you talking about?

"It's just a greeting. You said when Gemd gets back, let me say hello again."

Looking back at Gazran-Rutim for consent, he returned a smile: "Right."

"Nothing looked suspicious. Besides, you saw Ai-Fa in trouble, and you thought you couldn't throw it away."

"But it's still the weird one. I still can't believe it's a man."

Lara-Lew with a bouquet of flowers said so, and then he said, "Hmm?," he narrowed his eyes.

"That... Hey, Asta. Don't those women know Asta?

"Huh? Who are you talking about?

Very limited, such as acquaintances in Castle Town. Dial has not even been invited today, so it seemed to me that all the face-to-face women etc. are already face-to-face.

Thus, I look more at Lara-Luu's pointing - there are several ladies and young princes gathered in the corner of the hall. Turn your back on this one, it looks like it's surrounding someone on the wall.

"We can't all see our faces in the back, but who are we talking about?

"I'm talking about the women on the other side of those guys. Look, you're sitting in a chair, right?

Since today is a standing party, chairs and the like are not prepared.

but that word of Lara-Luu only slightly irritated my memory nest. There was only one person at the last ball who was prepared for a seat.

I'll keep an eye on Ai-Fa and get closer to you.

I was just about to run errands or the people I was gathering earlier would scatter.

It was Arishna, who secretly sat in a chair, who appeared from the other side of it.

"Arishna... was Arishna also called to the ball today?

"Yes, Asta, I've finally met you"

Alishna drooped her head deep as she sat in the chair. A spicy table was placed before it, with a small beast skull seated.

"It was a feast welcoming the Diplomats of the King's Capital and I didn't think Alishna would be called. Are you being entertained by astrology?

"Yes. Marquis Genos, you have spoken. He wants it, diplomat."

Alishna's eyes, reminiscent of the lake at night, stare at me.

"King of Selva, Astronomy, I hate you, diplomat, why did you call me...... puzzling"

"Right. But, well, that fellow named Fermes himself doesn't seem to hate the technique of shavings. So you're not even neglecting about Arishna, are you?

"Then I hope... it's puzzling, my stomach, it hurts"

Alishna was completely faceless, but also seemed mindless.

Ey-fa, lined up beside me, looks down at that with a brilliant face.

"If you are the Marquis of Genos, you can't allow lawless imitation of diplomats either.... more than that, you've been rude before."

"... were you, thankfully, losing?

"That's what I think. I've always wanted to thank you for showing Asta everything you've done."

Alishna leans her little neck strangely.

"You, excuse me, there isn't. Instead, should I, should I have worn it? … it's just that Asta exists, she can't throw it away."

"If you think of Asta as a friend, then I guess that's a natural story"

Alishna nodded yes.

"Asta, dear friend, I think. So jealous, unnecessary."

Ey-Fa's face, which retained its majesty as a parent, is instantly dyed red. It was fortunate that the Gazran-Rutims were a few meters away.

"I'm not jealous or anything. Don't let it get out of your way, you lying bastard."

"Really? Jealous, hence, rude, didn't you think?

As Ai-Fa walked roughly, he bowed his body and dazzled Arishna from close range.

"I came all the way out here to apologize, and you're willing to piss me off?

"No. I don't mean that, no hair. You, the cat star, Asta."

And Arishna held her mouth there once.

"... I'm sorry. Also, the movement of the stars, I was about to talk. You, Astronomy, you don't want it, do you?

"Oh. I'm not into that sort of thing"

It's as if you're about to kiss me, and I = fa discards it. Alishna was staring back at it with a soft dark look.

"Okay, I, I won't talk. Forestside people, strong power, have, so astrology, you don't need it. You, your own power, your destiny, your own cut."

"Is astrology what weak humans are called? Then you're useless to us."

Ai-Fa finally woke herself up and declared it that way. I stroke my chest down, too.

"Then it's time to go. Alishna will have a lot of hard times, but good luck."

"Yes, thank you.... just one thing, would you mind?

Alishna said quietly, in an emotionally unreadable voice.

"I, you, will be bound, I hope. Keep it up, love, grow up."

Ai-Fa, who was regaining his ridiculous expression, turned bright red again in an instant, slamming his hands flat against Arishna's table.

"I don't remember being able to offer that to anyone else! You're trying to piss me off, after all!

"No. Your presence, I bless you"

Ai-Fa was still likely to grasp the momentum from Arishna, so I was to arbitrate.

There, the guide's voice echoes.

"Master Shin-Lu, the hunter by the woods, and Mr. Gemdo, the swordsman of the king's capital, are back."

The hall was full of cheers.

Both names, rewrapped in knightly attire, step in with a relaxed foothold. Seeing that look, Lara-Rue jumped up.

"Look, Sin-Lu is back! Let's get out of here!

"Oh, yeah, I got it. Look, Ai-Fa. I need to pick up Sin-Lu."

In such a mood as to deceive a throat-breathing bobcat, I squealed an eye-fa. Alishna is watching over her as she wanders around like a graceful sham cat.

(Hi these two don't seem very compatible)

But from Arishna's mouth, I didn't think words like that would pop up all of a sudden. It was so unexpected that my heart was pounding slightly, too.

(Hope Me and I-Fa are tied up, or... well, me too, I really want that)

It's just not yet, that's all.

When the day comes when I think I - Fa - will have done all the hunter's work, it is then - that is the thought that has befallen the depths of my breasts.

And Ai-Fa, he thinks the same way. Only then could I feel happier than anyone else in the world.