Chapter 56:The Twins

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[In this chapter and from now on when Slayer/Asta is alone, the *Action* will be both a thought and action dependingon the dialog before or after the *Action* other than that it will remain the same]

Slayer:Take care of them for me, Greirat. I guess once I'm far away enough, I should look at the maps I was given.

Frenzied Anti-Magic:What will you do now? Now that you've given up on that girl.

Slayer:I haven't given up on Noelle, but like she said, I'm no longer the man she fell in love with.

Frenzied Anti-Magic:So? You're free now. You can continue killing. Isn't that what you want?

Slayer:No. I want to protect. Quit trying to get me to budge. I'm never going to.

Frenzied Ant-Magic:Whatever you say, kiddo.

Slayer:Now. Let's look at this map.

*After a few minutes*

Slayer:Alright. I should get moving. Until then, I guess I should gather some useful plants or something of the sort.

???:What are you doing?

*Slayer immediately draws his sword and holds the edge of the blade centimeters away from the persons throat*

???Well, that's a friendly welcome.

Slayer:What do you want with me, Dryad?

Dryad: I'm just curious. What you were doing anyway?

Slayer:I'm gathering herbs for healing potions.

Dryad:Are you now? You seem like a killer to me.

Slayer:It's cause I am.

Dryad:So you are not making healing potions.

Slayer:I am. I don't kill unless provoked.

Dryad:I see. So, where are you headed to?

Slayer:To see the twins.

Dryad:Ah, that would explain that Blade then.

Slayer:Indeed. I'm assuming you know of the prophecy, then?

Dryad:I do, indeed.

Slayer:Well then, if you're going to tag along, then be prepared to fight.

Dryad:How did you-

Slayer:You're not the first person to do it.

Dryad:I see. So you're experienced in this kind of thing.

Slayer:More than you know.

Dryad:Well, are you ready?

Slayer:Well, let me gather a bit more, and then we'll head out.

Dryad:Alright.

*Thirty minutes pass by as Slayer gathers some herbs and makes potions. Later, he and the Dryad head out*

Dryad:So, what is it you do?

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