How is my apprentice?"
Arjano smiles softly and nods his head in a ladylike gesture.
A woman's figure shaped to perfection by magic.
Her beauty, platinum blonde in color, is far superior to most of the young ladies I have seen in the social world.
The effortless performance from such an appearance would have fooled anyone who didn't know his true identity, but it did nothing to ease Schneizel's wariness.
"Is it you who is teaching this kid how to fight?"
'Yes, I am. My name is Arjanne."
Schneizel carefully observed Arjano, who identified himself as Arjanne, from the top of his head to the tips of the toes.
He is probably looking for similarities with Arjano in his memory by the slightest gesture, center of gravity, and standing posture.
But it seems that Arjano, who has used many different appearances over several hundred years, has the edge.
'Maybe it's all in my head."
After observing for a while, Schneizel stepped back, though he felt a tugging sensation.
Arjano pasted a ladylike smile on his face and bowed in place.
'Tell me one thing. When and where and from whom did you learn to use a sword?"
'I learned the basics from my father, but it was I myself who discovered the form that I am using now."
"No kidding, huh? ------. I'm sorry I wasted your time. You can go now."
"Now, if you'll excuse me. Here you go, Arthur. Come on."
"Oh, yes."
With Arthur in tow, Argiano disappears into the crowd. When they were out of sight, Vasel spoke up.
'Why did you let that child and the woman go, my lord?"
"Because he might be stronger than me. If he gets out of control here, I won't be able to handle him."
'Is that true?"
'I don't know. My gut tells me it's not, but my intuition tells me it is."
"That's why you let him go. ------"
"Well, there are other reasons why I let him go.'
I see.
No matter how much he may be a corps commander, suddenly arresting someone you have no proof of could have a negative impact on the people here.
He probably decided that he could not take such a risk when he was in command of the war that was about to break out in this region.
In addition, he wanted to avoid getting into a battle with Argiano here, as I just mentioned.
I think the other side read that Schneizel would think so and showed his face.
I'm glad it didn't turn into a fight.
While Schneizel and Vasel were leading the conversation, Frankel, who was protecting Misha with me, muttered with a slight sultriness in his voice.
'She's as strong as that woman who just showed up," .
He is the right-hand man of Haiyan. I was still not sure.
I still didn't know. I could evaluate the relative strength of the characters by comparing them with other characters, but it is very difficult to accurately measure an individual's power alone.
'Who is more powerful, Hyann or the boss?"
"I'd like to say the boss, but she's very secretive, so I honestly don't know. It's a matter of chemistry and so on."
"I see."
Frankel, who has seen Hyann's strength up close and personal, is going to let him say this much?
I knew it, but that the highest official of the Ulgor Evil cult is still a monstrous guy. I can't believe I'm going up against that bastard.
And Veldra, the leader of the other side, is stronger even than such an Arjano.
The story will start in less than eight years, but will I be able to catch up? I'm not sure I can catch up to them.
---Wait a minute!
What about Arthur!
Won't he be integrated into the enemy's forces if he continues like this?
It's still fine if I' m going to face Arthur, who became a hero, over Crescencia.
That's if. If in addition to Veldra and Arjano, I find myself in a situation where I have to face Arthur on the enemy side---I'm sure I'll lose.
I had to do something about this.
I cannot take action now that Argiano is nearby, but I will try to contact Arthur when I see an opportunity.
If possible, make him a companion; if not, kill him without hesitation. That is the only way.
With that in mind, I decided to move cautiously to get a grasp of the situation.
I tried, but...
️.
'Welcome, ~. It's industrial waste soup stuffed with scraps of meat and discarded vegetables~. It's not that tasty, but it's cheap~. Come on, come on, Norwin, speak up."
"Welcome ------."
A few hours later, there I was on the main street with Arjano, calling out to people at the stall.
How did this happen?!
How is my apprentice?"
Arjano smiles softly and nods his head in a ladylike gesture.
A woman's figure shaped to perfection by magic.
Her beauty, platinum blonde in color, is far superior to most of the young ladies I have seen in the social world.
The effortless performance from such an appearance would have fooled anyone who didn't know his true identity, but it did nothing to ease Schneizel's wariness.
"Is it you who is teaching this kid how to fight?"
'Yes, I am. My name is Arjanne."
Schneizel carefully observed Arjano, who identified himself as Arjanne, from the top of his head to the tips of the toes.
He is probably looking for similarities with Arjano in his memory by the slightest gesture, center of gravity, and standing posture.
But it seems that Arjano, who has used many different appearances over several hundred years, has the edge.
'Maybe it's all in my head."
After observing for a while, Schneizel stepped back, though he felt a tugging sensation.
Arjano pasted a ladylike smile on his face and bowed in place.
'Tell me one thing. When and where and from whom did you learn to use a sword?"
'I learned the basics from my father, but it was I myself who discovered the form that I am using now."
"No kidding, huh? ------. I'm sorry I wasted your time. You can go now."
"Now, if you'll excuse me. Here you go, Arthur. Come on."
"Oh, yes."
With Arthur in tow, Argiano disappears into the crowd. When they were out of sight, Vasel spoke up.
'Why did you let that child and the woman go, my lord?"
"Because he might be stronger than me. If he gets out of control here, I won't be able to handle him."
'Is that true?"
'I don't know. My gut tells me it's not, but my intuition tells me it is."
"That's why you let him go. ------"
"Well, there are other reasons why I let him go.'
I see.
No matter how much he may be a corps commander, suddenly arresting someone you have no proof of could have a negative impact on the people here.
He probably decided that he could not take such a risk when he was in command of the war that was about to break out in this region.
In addition, he wanted to avoid getting into a battle with Argiano here, as I just mentioned.
I think the other side read that Schneizel would think so and showed his face.
I'm glad it didn't turn into a fight.
While Schneizel and Vasel were leading the conversation, Frankel, who was protecting Misha with me, muttered with a slight sultriness in his voice.
'She's as strong as that woman who just showed up," .
He is the right-hand man of Haiyan. I was still not sure.
I still didn't know. I could evaluate the relative strength of the characters by comparing them with other characters, but it is very difficult to accurately measure an individual's power alone.
'Who is more powerful, Hyann or the boss?"
"I'd like to say the boss, but she's very secretive, so I honestly don't know. It's a matter of chemistry and so on."
"I see."
Frankel, who has seen Hyann's strength up close and personal, is going to let him say this much?
I knew it, but that the highest official of the Ulgor Evil cult is still a monstrous guy. I can't believe I'm going up against that bastard.
And Veldra, the leader of the other side, is stronger even than such an Arjano.
The story will start in less than eight years, but will I be able to catch up? I'm not sure I can catch up to them.
---Wait a minute!
What about Arthur!
Won't he be integrated into the enemy's forces if he continues like this?
It's still fine if I' m going to face Arthur, who became a hero, over Crescencia.
That's if. If in addition to Veldra and Arjano, I find myself in a situation where I have to face Arthur on the enemy side---I'm sure I'll lose.
I had to do something about this.
I cannot take action now that Argiano is nearby, but I will try to contact Arthur when I see an opportunity.
If possible, make him a companion; if not, kill him without hesitation. That is the only way.
With that in mind, I decided to move cautiously to get a grasp of the situation.
I tried, but...
️.
'Welcome, ~. It's industrial waste soup stuffed with scraps of meat and discarded vegetables~. It's not that tasty, but it's cheap~. Come on, come on, Norwin, speak up."
"Welcome ------."
A few hours later, there I was on the main street with Arjano, calling out to people at the stall.
How did this happen?!
