Star Slashing Swordsman

"--Everything is for Cheng's sake."

That's what I'm saying, I'm closing the word.

But what was pointed against me was just the glare of saying that I didn't understand the meaning of the word.

But my insides were clear. I can feel it even more when I speak up. Because that's how far I fry something called "greed" that moves a human being called me, and when I stuck it up, it only resulted in "star slaughter", and I understood that.

"... starslaughter"

The pompous and spinning words resonated well in the quiet night world.

That voice, which contains the colour of perplexity, is well conveyed to me as well.

"... I don't know which legend it is, but there is no more foolish act in this world than barbaric courage"

Yeah, I know that without being pointed out. But I still want to reach out. If there is an opportunity there to be strong.

Because we should even throw away the momentary patrol and reach out.

Because there is a 'limited' time given to the existence of a person on an equal footing.

"But if you want to go with it, there's no reason why you can't."

That should be it, too.

This person is the person on the side who was demanding manpower in the first place.

"Let me just say one thing, I've never heard of that" star slaughter "coming under me."

'Star slaughter' means the ultimate goal.

It is a longing that exists ahead of reaching out.

So I realized that I couldn't have come to the "star slaughter" just to hypothetically make up this case without being told.

... If I tell you, this is the process.

Because I know that's what I have to do to get beyond my 'limits'.

And stack it up to stupidity, repeat, step by step and walk forward.

We can give ourselves up to such extraordinary acts as are even called unruly, and take the stage that we may gradually arrive by continuing to do so.

Hence.

"I know that."

That's why I kept the words back.

The phrase "Well, why not" does not come in response to the partially summed up reply.

Because for Vieira Aylberg, a human being named me is a crazy villager somewhere, but I'm not the one who's interested in making mistakes.

"Really?"

The same undulating voice.

However, she turns her gaze and says, "Give it to me," to the knight who said it was her own offering.

If you think of it as anything, they say no or no, the knight man was giving it to me by telling me just one word and pushing half the map he was spreading.

"From here, to the southwest, there is a city called Minaura. If you are going to respond to conscription, please come there before that month turns into a full moon. Of course, if you die halfway down the road, you'll see it as something you didn't respond to."

Saying so, Vieira turns her eyes only for a moment to the string moon floating over her head and says away.

If you look at the map, which was open until just before, there is a considerable distance from here to Minaura. Unless you are a very lucky person, you will undoubtedly encounter demons on your way first.

I mean, is that it?

Give me your men.

But, you know, we don't call people manpower who can't even defeat demons.... Is that the place to put it differently?

My father definitely dies. What a reason you were talking to me in graffiti. Maybe it was due to this part.

But.

"Okay."

That's why my thoughts don't shake.

There's no way the heat in the back of your eyes will weaken.

Only the knight man who gave me the map was slightly surprised by what I said that I couldn't even see the cruise at that moment.

"We still have things to do, so long."

That said, she turns her back on me and walks away towards a step and somewhere.

The two servants who were gazing at me to follow it turned their backs on me.

Three backs that grow smaller and smaller.

Watching them for a few decades, I looked up into the sky after seeing them completely lost in the darkness at night.

Still a little string moon hidden in the clouds.

The moonlight that illuminates itself.

Until the full moon, there will probably be about twenty days later. At this point, there should be no problem just slowly headed for it.

... Do you want me to write Sofia an an apology letter?

With that in mind, I look up into the sky and stand still.

The gaze was drawn to the string moon, not to the stars that continued to shine right on its side.