Part 8
「Ha?」
Rem tilted her head even more. Enough that her head had become completely horizontal.
Sasala hung her head down.
「I, I am sorry……As I thought, I really don’t look like it……I do understand, though.」
「No way!? Are you the Master Swordsman!?」
Being pressed by Rem so vigorously, Sasala looked like she would run away at any moment.
「Auu……I’m sorry that someone like me is the Master Swordsman!」
「……W, with all due respect, aren’t you not armed with a sword as well?」
「It was because I was making the soba.」
「……Really?」
「Y, yes. Since a Master Swordsman made it, it’s Master Swordsman soba……Just kidding……」
Sasala blushed and became teary eyed, then hung her head down. If it was embarrassing to the point of crying, then she just should not have said it.
Diablo was surprised.
Dwarves didn’t have long lives like the Elves, nor were they a race whose outward appearance was everlasting like the Grasswalkers. She was probably around seventeen just like how she looked.
Even if she dressed herself up a bit to look young, she wouldn’t give the impression of being an “old master”.
She wasn’t a man either.
Being a Magician, Diablo hadn’t met him within the game, but he had seen his graphic on the net.
He held a Japanese sword that had a crest of a crescent moon engraved on the pommel.
He should have been a man, a white haired elder, and a Human.
She was completely different.
──So I guess this means she is a different person from the Master Swordsman of the MMORPG Cross Reverie.
Only Shera was composed.
「Heeー, so Sasala-chan was the Master Swordsmanー」
「I am sorry……For not looking like it.」
「Isn’t that fine? I mean, even for me, although I’m the Queen of the Elves, I don’t look like it, right?」
「Eh!? Aren’t you a very important person? Why would you come to a mountain in the Demon King territory?」
「I guess it’s something like, going along with my husband.」
Looking at Diablo who Shera had pointed at, Sasala darted her eyes about.
「Th, the Elven King……?」
「Umu」
「You are a Demon, right?」
「Various circumstances had occurred.」
Going “ha～”, either being astonished or relieved, she breathed a doubtful sigh.
「So the world, has people of all kinds, doesn’t it.」
When she said that, he thought that a young girl who brings out soba being the Master Swordsman was also quite odd.
It seemed that Rem wasn’t fully satisfied though.
「……Since when did you, become the Master Swordsman?」
Sasala folded her fingers to count.
「Erm……Since about half a year ago, I suppose.」
「……So it was recently. Your predecessor, where would he be?」
「ッ」
Sasala, who had been answering the questions while having a nervous attitude up until now, suddenly covered her face.
She mumbled.
She said something, but it was such a low voice that he couldn’t hear her.
Rem was surprised. Come to think of it, Pantherians had an excellent sense of hearing. Enough that they could sense the footsteps of their prey in a prairie.
「……He had died!? I have asked such a rude question.」
「N, no. He had already exceeded a hundred years old after all.」
The life expectancy of Humans of this other world seemed to be around 50 years. If he reached 100 years old, he could be said to have lived to a ripe old age.
And then, Sasala succeeded after him.
Rem talked about their own circumstances.
「……We are Adventurers, and we require strength in order to fight against the Demon King army. We had heard that we could receive instruction if we come here but?」
「Eh?」
Sasala made a perplexed expression.
「……Were we mistaken?」
「I, only know about the sword……Rem-san, you are a Magician, right? And the other two as well, aren’t they a Magician and an Archer?」
Shera shook her head sideways.
「I’m a Summonerー.」
「Is, is that so.」
The person herself denied it, but he felt that Sasala’s diagnosis wasn’t mistaken.
Rather, for her to see through the fact that Diablo was a Magician even though he was currently wearing Warrior-type equipment, as expected of a Master Swordsman.
「……Just as you say, I am a Summoner. Even so, as I am now, I cannot fight against the Demonic Beings. I want to develop Warrior-type abilities.」
「Uーn……If it is to develop your physical abilities, then I believe it should also fall within a Magician’s growth」
「……That is, true but.」
Unable to keep silent, Diablo cut in.
He shook his head left and right.
「It is because the enemy is not of that level that we came here. It will not do if I do not ascend to a high level as a Warrior as well.」
「Enemy……?」
Sasala was keeping a low profile, but it seemed that the qualifications for her instruction being strict was the same as the game.
In the MMORPG Cross Reverie, without taking things like the Demon King army’s invasion into consideration, those that did not reach the criteria would be turned away at the door. Even for Diablo who had reached the highest level as a Magician, since he did not satisfy the condition of being a higher than level 80 Warrior-type, he was unable to meet with the Master Swordsman.
However, this place was another world.
Like this, he was able to converse with the Master Swordsman. If he skillfully asked her, there should also be the potential to receive her instruction.
First, there was a need to have her understand that danger was closing in on the Races as a whole.
He was secretly nervous.
──Calm down. It’ll be fine if we talk to her normally.
When he wasn’t performing his character through his Demon King roleplay, he would become unable to let words out smoothly.
However, if he was too overbearing, the talks would get complicated. As friendly and gentle as possible, .
Diablo expressed a smile.
「Ku ku ku……A Demon King has awakened. The Races will surely be destroyed.」
「Hii!? Wh, what are you saying all of a sudden!?」
Rem followed up.
「……If we Adventurers lose to the Demon King, then the Races will be in big trouble, that is what he means.」
「The Demon King was revived?」
It seemed that Sasala didn’t know. So the information wasn’t circulated to her since she was living this deep in the mountains.
「It is the 《Demon King of Insanity Modinalaam》. Have you heard of them?」
「I haven’t.」
「It seems that guy is absorbing other Demon Kings one after another, and calls itself the Great Demon King.」
「The Great Demon King……is it?」
Her reaction was weak.
Sasala spoke sounding apologetic.
「I, haven’t seen a Demon King before so……I don’t really understand.」
「Fumu」
So since she didn’t know about it, the threat of it wasn’t transmitted.
Rem and Shera explained this and that, but it seemed that the actual feeling of it didn’t quite well up inside of her. Even so, it seemed that the situation alone was transmitted to her.
「I see. So due to the Great Demon King Modinalaam, Zircon Tower City and the Elven country……Things became disastrous for them.」
「So you understand now, do you?」
Diablo folded his arms looking self-important.
He asked for her instruction.
「Master Swordsman, it would be best for you to teach me kenjutsu!」
「T, to be told that in such a high-handed manner, this is a first……desu.」
「Is it a problem in the way it was said!?」
「Uuu……That’s not it……If it isn’t a person that has learned the way of the sword for a certain length of time, it’s more like I can’t teach them, or rather, there would be no meaning if I did teach them……」
「How can you tell that I am less than that even though you haven’t even tested me!?」
It might be understood when someone becomes a Master Swordsman. In reality, Diablo was self-aware that his level was lacking.
However, there was the possibility that the Demon King army would invade any day now. He couldn’t withdraw so easily.
Sasala answered as if she lost the mental battle.
「Hawawa……I, I understand……Then, I will test you.」
「Yosh! It would seem my sincerity got through.」
Rem breathed a sigh.
「……It doesn’t look like anything but you making her listen to you by threatening her.」
No way.
Diablo looked at Sasala once more. She was now on the verge of tears.
Subtle feelings of guilt were……
Part 8
「Ha?」
Rem tilted her head even more. Enough that her head had become completely horizontal.
Sasala hung her head down.
「I, I am sorry……As I thought, I really don’t look like it……I do understand, though.」
「No way!? Are you the Master Swordsman!?」
Being pressed by Rem so vigorously, Sasala looked like she would run away at any moment.
「Auu……I’m sorry that someone like me is the Master Swordsman!」
「……W, with all due respect, aren’t you not armed with a sword as well?」
「It was because I was making the soba.」
「……Really?」
「Y, yes. Since a Master Swordsman made it, it’s Master Swordsman soba……Just kidding……」
Sasala blushed and became teary eyed, then hung her head down. If it was embarrassing to the point of crying, then she just should not have said it.
Diablo was surprised.
Dwarves didn’t have long lives like the Elves, nor were they a race whose outward appearance was everlasting like the Grasswalkers. She was probably around seventeen just like how she looked.
Even if she dressed herself up a bit to look young, she wouldn’t give the impression of being an “old master”.
She wasn’t a man either.
Being a Magician, Diablo hadn’t met him within the game, but he had seen his graphic on the net.
He held a Japanese sword that had a crest of a crescent moon engraved on the pommel.
He should have been a man, a white haired elder, and a Human.
She was completely different.
──So I guess this means she is a different person from the Master Swordsman of the MMORPG Cross Reverie.
Only Shera was composed.
「Heeー, so Sasala-chan was the Master Swordsmanー」
「I am sorry……For not looking like it.」
「Isn’t that fine? I mean, even for me, although I’m the Queen of the Elves, I don’t look like it, right?」
「Eh!? Aren’t you a very important person? Why would you come to a mountain in the Demon King territory?」
「I guess it’s something like, going along with my husband.」
Looking at Diablo who Shera had pointed at, Sasala darted her eyes about.
「Th, the Elven King……?」
「Umu」
「You are a Demon, right?」
「Various circumstances had occurred.」
Going “ha～”, either being astonished or relieved, she breathed a doubtful sigh.
「So the world, has people of all kinds, doesn’t it.」
When she said that, he thought that a young girl who brings out soba being the Master Swordsman was also quite odd.
It seemed that Rem wasn’t fully satisfied though.
「……Since when did you, become the Master Swordsman?」
Sasala folded her fingers to count.
「Erm……Since about half a year ago, I suppose.」
「……So it was recently. Your predecessor, where would he be?」
「ッ」
Sasala, who had been answering the questions while having a nervous attitude up until now, suddenly covered her face.
She mumbled.
She said something, but it was such a low voice that he couldn’t hear her.
Rem was surprised. Come to think of it, Pantherians had an excellent sense of hearing. Enough that they could sense the footsteps of their prey in a prairie.
「……He had died!? I have asked such a rude question.」
「N, no. He had already exceeded a hundred years old after all.」
The life expectancy of Humans of this other world seemed to be around 50 years. If he reached 100 years old, he could be said to have lived to a ripe old age.
And then, Sasala succeeded after him.
Rem talked about their own circumstances.
「……We are Adventurers, and we require strength in order to fight against the Demon King army. We had heard that we could receive instruction if we come here but?」
「Eh?」
Sasala made a perplexed expression.
「……Were we mistaken?」
「I, only know about the sword……Rem-san, you are a Magician, right? And the other two as well, aren’t they a Magician and an Archer?」
Shera shook her head sideways.
「I’m a Summonerー.」
「Is, is that so.」
The person herself denied it, but he felt that Sasala’s diagnosis wasn’t mistaken.
Rather, for her to see through the fact that Diablo was a Magician even though he was currently wearing Warrior-type equipment, as expected of a Master Swordsman.
「……Just as you say, I am a Summoner. Even so, as I am now, I cannot fight against the Demonic Beings. I want to develop Warrior-type abilities.」
「Uーn……If it is to develop your physical abilities, then I believe it should also fall within a Magician’s growth」
「……That is, true but.」
Unable to keep silent, Diablo cut in.
He shook his head left and right.
「It is because the enemy is not of that level that we came here. It will not do if I do not ascend to a high level as a Warrior as well.」
「Enemy……?」
Sasala was keeping a low profile, but it seemed that the qualifications for her instruction being strict was the same as the game.
In the MMORPG Cross Reverie, without taking things like the Demon King army’s invasion into consideration, those that did not reach the criteria would be turned away at the door. Even for Diablo who had reached the highest level as a Magician, since he did not satisfy the condition of being a higher than level 80 Warrior-type, he was unable to meet with the Master Swordsman.
However, this place was another world.
Like this, he was able to converse with the Master Swordsman. If he skillfully asked her, there should also be the potential to receive her instruction.
First, there was a need to have her understand that danger was closing in on the Races as a whole.
He was secretly nervous.
──Calm down. It’ll be fine if we talk to her normally.
When he wasn’t performing his character through his Demon King roleplay, he would become unable to let words out smoothly.
However, if he was too overbearing, the talks would get complicated. As friendly and gentle as possible, .
Diablo expressed a smile.
「Ku ku ku……A Demon King has awakened. The Races will surely be destroyed.」
「Hii!? Wh, what are you saying all of a sudden!?」
Rem followed up.
「……If we Adventurers lose to the Demon King, then the Races will be in big trouble, that is what he means.」
「The Demon King was revived?」
It seemed that Sasala didn’t know. So the information wasn’t circulated to her since she was living this deep in the mountains.
「It is the 《Demon King of Insanity Modinalaam》. Have you heard of them?」
「I haven’t.」
「It seems that guy is absorbing other Demon Kings one after another, and calls itself the Great Demon King.」
「The Great Demon King……is it?」
Her reaction was weak.
Sasala spoke sounding apologetic.
「I, haven’t seen a Demon King before so……I don’t really understand.」
「Fumu」
So since she didn’t know about it, the threat of it wasn’t transmitted.
Rem and Shera explained this and that, but it seemed that the actual feeling of it didn’t quite well up inside of her. Even so, it seemed that the situation alone was transmitted to her.
「I see. So due to the Great Demon King Modinalaam, Zircon Tower City and the Elven country……Things became disastrous for them.」
「So you understand now, do you?」
Diablo folded his arms looking self-important.
He asked for her instruction.
「Master Swordsman, it would be best for you to teach me kenjutsu!」
「T, to be told that in such a high-handed manner, this is a first……desu.」
「Is it a problem in the way it was said!?」
「Uuu……That’s not it……If it isn’t a person that has learned the way of the sword for a certain length of time, it’s more like I can’t teach them, or rather, there would be no meaning if I did teach them……」
「How can you tell that I am less than that even though you haven’t even tested me!?」
It might be understood when someone becomes a Master Swordsman. In reality, Diablo was self-aware that his level was lacking.
However, there was the possibility that the Demon King army would invade any day now. He couldn’t withdraw so easily.
Sasala answered as if she lost the mental battle.
「Hawawa……I, I understand……Then, I will test you.」
「Yosh! It would seem my sincerity got through.」
Rem breathed a sigh.
「……It doesn’t look like anything but you making her listen to you by threatening her.」
No way.
Diablo looked at Sasala once more. She was now on the verge of tears.
Subtle feelings of guilt were……
