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Hummm.......
The deep sound of resonance boomed from within the Jimuna Volcano, and the Love Sword continued its humming. Annoyed at its happiness, a figure slammed down ints giant claw on it.
"Stop it. Master's prophecy did not come true yet. What are you so happy about, anyway?"
Humm...hummm...
"What do you mean, the chosen one's here? You do not get to choose a master, that master chooses you! At least, that's what Master said. She also specified that I follow her orders, so you better too!"
Humm...! Humm Humm Hummm....
"Don't you dare get angry at me!" The wyvern flapped his wings in annoyance, trying to use the wind current to blow the sword away, but the Love Sword firmly stayed still, embedded into stone.
"Fine, have it your way. But it's up to me to determine his potential."
"After all, the Love Sword is a power that cannot fall into the wrong hands."
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Going around the plains of Kararagi is something that is a true sight to behold.
Carriages were a common sight. Now that the blueprints to the steam engine were also released, some automobiles are also seen.
But a mabeast horde is always unique.
"Yes, it's always awesome to ride on mabeasts! Especially Guiltylowes, because their fur is really soft!" Typhon's exclaimed loudly as we traversed the plains.
My steam carriage and capsule are placed into the Dimensional Storage, and right now there's nothing else to do except for enjoying the scenery while we make our way towards the Magma Fortress of Zesperga.
The situation earlier with the Scratch of Silver seems to be resolved, as Capella gave me more than just a few reassuring sentences. I'm assuming she dispatched some assassins to handle the situation, but she never explicitly said so.
Well, the Assassination Organization is a good resource to have, considering that they help us finish a bunch of jobs we can't directly complete.
The worries that I've had recently flew over my head instantly as I enjoyed the calm atmosphere, trying to take in the scenery into my mind. After a while, my spirits came out to sit down beside me, along with Zarestia, who took the seat opposite of me on the Guiltylowe.
"You ready to talk?" I asked Zarestia, who seemed to be interested in something since she reached out to me last time.
"Yes. I want to know more about you."
"As a person? Or my history?"
"Of course your history, doofus. We're not that close, and I never will be that close with anyone."
That can be proven wrong. I thought, but refrained from saying. "My history, huh? Is it because of my relation to Frakinedottir?"
"Yes, precisely. Frakinedottir was once... defeated, quite utterly, by another being. I have no knowledge on who it was, because she died not long after the battle. Considering that both of you have connections to the Deceit Witch Factor, I'm afraid that individual would come after you as well."
"An individual...?" I asked, confused. Also, Frakinedottir was gravely wounded by someone? HUH?
Chid-chan, is this true?
Regarding Frakine-chan's death? I suppose so.
Why did you never tell me about it then?
Well, to be fair, you never asked. And I figured Zarestia would say this sooner or later after we reached an agreement, so there was no point.
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