The Swordsman Called the Countless Swords Sorcerer

After a meal close to penance in a way, Aldis and Cyril begin to talk about the future.

"Cyrill. I'll stay here today. If you like the sword, I'll keep it overnight. If there's no lodging, I'll give you today."

Rojigin: "Ah, no, I'll leave the lodgings myself. I've left the way home ... and this ..."

While saying that, Cyril offered a few silver coins to Aldis.

"What is this?"

"I'm sorry. I only have this hand now ..."

Apparently, Cyrill screams.

"So I'm asking what this is"

Aldis asks again, displeased with disgust.

"Thanks for helping me and helping me find my sword ..."

"Iran"

"But ..."

"I didn't want the money and I didn't help you. And you said, 'The road bank on the way back. Isn't this gold that bank?'

"..."

Cyril's silence affirmed Aldis's point.

"I don't think we can accept that."

Cyrill may have tried to express his gratitude to Aldis by giving out at least the minimum amount of money on hand. Probably, he will go on the road to the Union of Urban States in the field, but there is only one child who has no fighting power, and there is recklessness, such as spending the night in the field.

He didn't seem to be a stupid child that Cyril didn't notice it. But it's the conclusion that we arrived at as a measure of our mission to somehow reward Aldis's favor and our unequaled obscurity.

That's too much of an extreme, such as offering all the road banks. The unbalanced extreme thoughts made Cyril an unfamiliar child, and Aldis, embraced by frustration, scratched his head.

No matter how much the city-state union is a neighbor, traveling across borders can be dangerous and costly. Kirill's silver coins are worth a minute or not.

If you are used to traveling, you will not travel with such money. You don't always get to your destination on schedule, and you may encounter unexpected problems. It was common sense for both mercenaries and hawkers to prepare for at least twice the amount. Cyril, who probably had never been out of the city wall since birth, would have no idea it.

Cyrill is not incompetent. Given the age of twelve, it is too much to come alone to the royal capital, hire an escort, and get to the Caucasus Forest. Ordinary children will not be able to reach even the royal capital.

It's hardly possible to say that at the age of ten, she went to service at a company and saw the world earlier than her children. Some people, such as asylum farmers, have been working since childhood, but most children are still at the age of their parents.

What made Aldis annoyed was the insensitivity of those who couldn't understand such a right or left child alone to the neighboring country, and also to the Caucasus Forest where monsters roam. Why shouldn't they be sent out with an escort? It would have been nice to have at least one adult to accompany him. Such indignation cannot be suppressed.

Moreover, as far as Cyril has heard, too little rougin was initially handed. It was no wonder that they could only get one gold coin to hire an escort.

"Kids don't care"

Looking back at the offered silver coin, Aldis asks Cyrill, who looks down.

Yokoshi: "Is your client really wanting that sword and did you?"

"What? What?"

"Getting your sword is a breeze, and you are actually-"

Aldis swallowed his words. It's not a good thing to tell your child, "Isn't it really just wanting to get you off?"

"--No, I don't feel like I'm seriously expecting you to be able to bring your sword home with a poor outlook."

Cyril tilts her head.

Hearing: "I don't think that's the case ... but there were archeological sites and swords exactly where Marrieda said, and I met Aldis."

Aldis, who yawned, stopped moving.

"What did you say now?"

Appreciate Confirm Cyril with seriousness.

"Isn't that true?"

"Afterwards."

"As Marida said, there were archeological sites and swords, and as I heard, I met Aldis-"

"There!"

Aldis pointed out Cyril's words.

"What? What?"

"What do you mean, as you heard? Then it seems like you knew in advance that you would meet me."

As a result, Cyrus has obtained the desired sword with the help of Aldis. He was able to return safely from a dangerous forest, where he had to hire skilled mercenaries to escort him, but only because he met Aldis by chance.

At least Aldis did not know about Cyril until the moment he met. Probably Cyrill. If you know Aldis, you should have tried to contact him once before going to the Caucasus Forest.

"No, I didn't even hear Aldis's name because I was talking," You can trust a man with a violet-colored cloth on his forehead. "

Cyril denies Aldis's words. It seems that Cyril had not been told in advance that he was pointing to a specific person.

But Aldis thinks while putting her hand on a violet-colored cloth wrapped around her forehead.

Even though there are many people in this royal capital, if the color of the cloth is pinpointed, there will be only a few such people. Aldis felt weird at the story as if he were pointing at himself.

"What exactly is that?"

"I don't know much more than that. I was told just that without asking why, and I was forgotten to remember it."

It was a merchant called Marrieda who spoke. He was instructed to bring an example sword home from the archaeological site of the Caucasus Forest in order to provide a loan to the firm where Cyril works.

"Oh, speaking of that ..."

As I remember, Cyrill squeezed his hand into the pouch and began exploring it.

"If I succeeded in getting the sword, I was told to open it."

While saying that, I took out a small envelope about 5 cm long.

"What is it?"

"Come on ... I just heard from Marida that he'll need it later ..."

The voice of Cyril who answers is mixed with embarrassment. The envelope looks thin and light. In fact, there is a return trip expense-it didn't look like that.

"Well, if you open it, you know."

"I agree"

It was said that once the sword was obtained, it would open. Now that he has obtained the sword and returned to the royal capital, there will be no problem even if it is opened.

Cyril opens the envelope immediately. There was a small card in it.

Cyrill had been looking at the surface of the card for a while, but his expression seemed a bit puzzled.

"What happened? Is there anything written?"

"I don't understand that ..."

The voice to answer is also embarrassed.

"I don't know? Is it a letter?"

"No, I can read what I can read ... but I don't understand the meaning."

"What is it written?"

"Um ..., 'Our sword is for victory, our heart is for our companions. Let's go, glory under our flag."

As soon as he hears the words read by Cyrill, Aldis changes his blood and gets up. The wooden chair that had been sitting until then fell on the floor with a noise.

"What happened?"

Cyril rounds her eyes in an unusual state of Aldis.

With no question of Cyril, Aldis leans in and leans at a small card. When I read the letters on the card over and over again, I kept staring at the card for a while.

"Um ... Aldis?"

Fearfully Cyrill calls, but there is no reply. Aldis's mouth, standing as if isolated from the noise of the surroundings, uttered words without asking anyone.

"Why ... who ..."