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Living a Dream, Singing the Song of Life Again

Chapter Two

To Live Again, Becoming a Dragon Slayer of Zaibach

Dilandau's POV

It was raining that day. The rain poured down on the roof of the Vione as I sat on my throne and brooded, a usual day for me. The bottle of wine in front of me was getting dangerously low and Guimel strode up with a new bottle. Just then, Gatti came in with a message. What now?

"Sir..."

"Whaaaatt?!" I whined. God, did I just whine?

"There's a girl. Migel found her outside the Vione...what should we do?"

"Kill her." I smirked, then thought..."Wait! Pump her for information first!"

"What information Sir?"

"It doesn't matter you idiot! Just make her talk, but wait until I'm there, I want to see her cry!" Gatti left and I laughed hysterically for awhile. Finally, something to do!

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The girl was pretty...I had to give her that much. I'd never seen anyone with hair like that. It was violet, a deep purple. Snap out of it Dilandau! Gatti started the interrogation.

"Who are you?"

"Loxy."

"Last name?"

"None, I don't have one." Her answers were quick and clear and she didn't leave anything out, it was sickening. I couldn't make her squirm. Now for the good questions.

"What are your connections to the Duchie of Freid?"

"I was fostered at the palace for a year, then I ran away and now I am here. Other than that I have no connections." I stood up abruptly, and was vaguely aware that my chair fell over.

"Tell us the truth bitch!" She shook a bit and I glared. Only to have her glare right back.

"That's the truth sir. I don't lie. Especially not to higher officials." What? Was she really saying that?

"What are you saying girl?"

"I'm saying that I'm not stupid enough to tell a lie to you Master Dilandau. And..." she stood up straight and tall. "I want you to consider accepting me as a Dragon Slayer." That was bold. Commendable. I made a faint motion to Migel, my most trusted Dragon Slayer. In turn he pulled out his sword and assumed a fighting stance. The girl tensed up.

"Shesta."

"Sir?"

"Give the girl your sword." He did so without a word and I walked over to a chair that was set in the corner. "Now girl. Can you use a sword?"

"Yes sir."

"Then use it."

My POV

He accepted me! Me, Little Loxy of Nowhere in Particular was now Little Loxy of The Zaibach Empire...I got a uniform, a sword that I tried out the minute I got (It cut the air like butter!). Later that day I found out why it was so hard to be a Dragon Slayer...I got insulted beyond words. hahaha, the little Dragon Slayers are jealous of me! I was the only female Ryuugekitai. Damn, him! He's so sure I won't make it! I'll show him!