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Name：Pawahara Seijo no Osananajimi to Zetsuen Shitara, Nanimokamo ga Umaku Iku Yō ni Natte Saikyō no Bōken-sha ni Natta ~ Tsuideni Yasashikute Kawaii Yome mo Takusan Dekita ~ (WN) Author：
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《Quiet Conversation》Saint Side 3: “Fist” and “Axe”

“Oh my, ufufu.”

The ‘Shield’ Saintess Shiva’s laughter echoed in the dark space.

“I’ve told you. ‘You better not underestimate them’.”

She had been wondering why she was summoned out of the blue, but turned out it was because ‘Hesperios had been killed’. She couldn’t hold her laughter at the fact that things went as she had predicted.

“…Shut your noisy mouth. Or would you like me to tear off your limbs?”

In the middle of her laughter, a sharp gaze was sent her way from a corner of the round table.

It came from a rough-tempered-looking man with sanpaku eyes.

He was the ‘Fist’ Saint—Shangarula, who was said to be second only to Elysium in terms of strength.

He was from the demi-human race of ‘werewolf’ which boasted unrivaled strength under the moonlight.

“My, I’m sorry. Did that rub you the wrong way?”

“I told you to shut your damn mouth, woman.”

“……”

Glare, Shangarula released killing intent, and Shiva, having realized that she couldn’t joke with him, close her mouth as told.

Then, the leader of the saints Elysium interjected, “That’s enough.”

“……Keh.” Shangarula took his eyes off Shiva, seemingly having lost interest.

Shiva, on the other hand, shrugged her shoulders, putting on a disappointed look.

“Regarding Hesperios, the result certainly turned out to be a big disappointment, but it’s not a big deal. It is just a telling sign that they’ve grown by that much.”

“My, you’re pretty optimistic. But is it really okay? The Sacred Treasure fell into their hand, you know?”

“No matter. —Because we’ll get it back soon enough.”

“Well, if you say so.”

Elysium asserted plainly, and Shiva stopped speaking, having nothing more to say.

“Now, as for the dwarves, we’ll get rid of them after everything is over. It’ll be troublesome if we’re met with another setback, after all.”

“Ha, has the PeerlessElysium lost his edge? That’s exactly why you’re looked down on by those saintesses, I tell you.”

Just then.

“—Be careful with your words, Shangarula. Elysium-dono has his own considerations.”

“……Ha?”

The biggest saint in the round table looked at Shangarula.

The ‘Axe’ Saint—Boreios. He was from the demi-human race of minotaur and was a true warrior through and through.

But of course, there was no way Shangarula would listen obediently; he bared his fangs to Boreios.

“You’re taking the side of that coward? Is that it? Big Guy.”

“You should look at things a little more calmly. Do you want to repeat Hesperios’s failure all over again?”

“Ha, I will never lose to the likes of mere humans.”

“Conceitedness led Hesperios to defeat. It was the result of him looking down on mere human females.”

“……Tsk.” Shangarula rested his cheek in his hand while clicking his tongue in annoyance.

Boreios was apparently the better one among the two at the battle of words.

Having confirmed that their argument had settled down, Elysium said plainly, “At any rate, the plan has entered the next stage. You can continue to the task that I have assigned to you. No need to worry, I’ll let you fight to your heart’s content once the youngster obtains Fluga’s power. We need that one to be the ‘Vessel’, after all.”