It was just the second moon since the end of the war. One by one, nobles from all countries gathered up in Albion's capital Londinium.
Compared to all other capital cities of Halkeginia, it had a new atmosphere around it. The central portion of the town was skillfully built from stone, which continued to build up due to constant projects by those that were ruling.
One hundred years ago, Londinium had been hit with a conflagration, and because the town was built of wood, it almost burned down completely. By order of Albion's king at the time, the construction of wooden buildings had been forbidden in Londinium ever since. This order had also increased Albion's air power, which would roar over Halkeginia. It had a powerful fleet established with abundant timber, and looked down on all Halkeginia from above the clouds… However, now it was only a fairy tale of the past. At present – Albion was like a chicken placed on the table. Halkeginia's most powerful figures were staring at the meat like starving wolves. Gallia, Germania, Romalia the monarchs of each country came on their will with many vassals and waiters just to fight over their share of this poultry. The Queen of the Kingdom of Tristain, Henrietta's name was also listed in the 'Nations Conference', as she was invited to attend the party two weeks ago.
Henrietta sat at the round table of Whitehall. Next to her, Cardinal Mazarin could be seen. Near them was Germania's Emperor, Albrecht the III, once Henrietta's fiance. In a battle for power between forty men, he won the Emperor's seat and was now looking at Henrietta with a lecherous stare. When Henrietta glared back courageously, he gave a broad grin.
"Nice to meet you, Your Highness, Princess Henrietta." The emperor said smoothly, with a slight bow of his head.
"I'm afraid I am a queen now, Your Excellency." she replied in a confident voice.
The nose of Albrecht the III turned pale. He looked gratefully at Romalia's ambassador, who sat in front of Henrietta. Romalia, who had a small militia participation, had very little say in this conference.
Therefore, only the ambassador was attending. Henrietta had been surprised to note that the 'ambassador' was the reploid Axl who had been present in her room that night... She couldn't help but think that his manner and apparent lack of recognition of her was completely different from his easy speech on that night a little over two weeks ago.
Nearby, General Hawkins was fulfilling his duty as the Albion Ambassador. The man had dauntless features; he was in his prime. Even though kings were sitting in a row before him, he had no fear. His chest was puffed out in a dignified manner, not showing the, manner of the defeated army general. Germania's Emperor who sat next him, didn't like such an attitude at all.
"But that guy is late." Albrecht the III muttered to Henrietta.
"You mean King Joseph?" Henrietta asked innocently.
With a grunt Albrecht the III replied,"Yes. The incapable womanizer. No one else from the country was suited to be Gallia's king. Do you know? It is said that he got the throne by killing his younger brother. What a shameless person."
Such were the rumors of the unusual and eccentric king of Gallia.
Loud steps were heard behind the door, then it opened.
There stood a beautiful looking blue-haired man. The announcer called in a perplexed tone. "His Majesty; King of Gallia!"
He seemed to have a charming figure. His back muscles bulged like a gladiator's. The neatly tightened face, framed by a blue beard. It was Joseph, King of Gallia. The King of Gallia watched everyone who gathered, with a broad smile on his face. "This, this! Everyone is here! All Halkeginia's kings meeting in this place, unbelievable! A happy day! A happy day!"Joseph noticed Albrecht the III and tapped his shoulder. "Dear Emperor, Your Excellency! I am sorry for not attending the coronation! Are your relatives doing fine? I mean the ones to whom you lent your castle, so that you may hold that crown."
Albrecht the III turned pale. This castle 'lending' was nothing more than scathing sarcasm, and was lost to no one in the room. Joseph was making fun of Albrecht the III, who imprisoned his rivals in the castle's tower.
Joseph continued with a smile,"A hard door and splendid chains were used for their own protection! Moreover, they were even given food. One bread crust, one glass of water, and firewood after two weeks when their bodies became cold. Just to keep them healthy. Such luxury is bad for the body. You are really a kind emperor! I would like to learn that kindness too!"
"Yes, thank you." Albrecht the III muttered, losing his composure. Then Joseph turned his face and this time took Henrietta's hand.
Turning his attention to the other leader in the room, Joseph made a sweeping bow to Henrietta and spoke in a loud voice,"Oh. Princess Henrietta. You have grown. I wonder if you still remember me? We met at the end of a certain garden party at Ragdorian Lake. At the time, you were beautiful like a flower, that made all Halkeginia's weeds hang their heads in shame. And now you are a beautiful queen of peaceful Tristain. Peaceful." He said all this without looking at Hawkins or the ambassador from Romalia. King Joseph then sat at the head of the table, as if it was a most natural thing. Though Albrecht the III made a face as if wanting to say something, Joseph waved it off. Then, as if still in his own royal palace, he cracked his finger joints. Suddenly trays with various dishes were brought in by the servants.
Before Henrietta and Albrecht the III, a large amount of food was placed. Henrietta and others looked at it in astonishment. It included even the finest ingredients in abundance. For some people, not even a year's wages would earn such a dish.
"The dish and the wine I obtained from Gallia. I apologize for the shoddiness, but this dish is nothing compared to the treat from the whole country, so enjoy yourselves!" The waiter poured wine into the cup, which King Joseph hung.
Henrietta's and others cups were filled with blood-red wine as well.
"Leaders of all Halkeginia. Though it is small, first of all, let us hold the feast of celebration. The war ended. Let us toast to peace!"
The feast continued for three hours and ended because of King Joseph of Gallia suddenly decided to retire. After only making noises of eating and drinking, he yawned, and said "I am sleepy" and stood up, leaving in a hurry.
As for the conference itself - nothing was done. Whenever the King of Gallia opened his mouth, he did nothing but recommend cooking to kings, who sat in a row, and toasting, repeatedly.
Puzzled, Henrietta and others left as well.
"I suppose this was just a welcome of sorts. The real thing will start tomorrow." Germania's emperor muttered, shaking his head at the events of today and the disrespect given to him. Groaning at the weight of the food in hi stomach the man made his way out of the White Hall.
Henrietta stood up listlessly, her elbows tightly pressed against her side. That moment General Hawkins came in front of Henrietta and bowed deeply. "With all due respect, may I have a word with Your Majesty?"
Mazarin, who was nearby, tried to intervene, but Henrietta stopped him.
"First of all, thank you for the generous treatment all of Albion's people received. They were exhausted by the previous war. It had been a long war. You controlled not with the wand, but with the bread. By the power that Her Beautiful Majesty shines upon everyone, the people of the White Country were led well. We will accept any treatment if only Your Majesty can provide us with your words.
"Whether or not the war was just, the people deserve no punishment. Do not worry."Henrietta replied softly.
Hawkins bowed deeply. Henrietta tried to pass him, but he still detained her.
"Is there something else?" Henrietta asked, her voice showing some hint of annoyance.
With a frown on his face, and a glint in his eyes Hawkins spoke again,"Your Majesty... Your Majesty's army was saved by only one hero. Did you know that?"
As a matter of fact, the rumor about Zero stopping the Albion army had not been delivered to Henrietta on paper... Senior military officials could never admit being saved by a single fencer no matter their skill. As a result, such a rumor was silenced before reaching Henrietta in a shape of report."I did not know." After a few moments, Henrietta glared at the older gentleman. "Honestly. Honestly cowardly generals, running to save their own hides, changed the story in their country so that they wouldn't be seen to lose their honor." Henrietta said
"Ran? Oh, I did no such thing. Have you ever seen a young swordsman with long white hair, a magic sword made of thunder, and a curious glowing rune on his left hand?"Hawkins asked Henrietta.
Henrietta's eyes widened, and she said "Zero?" before she had been able to stop herself.
"So the legend has a name?" Hawkins asked quietly. "What did you do to make him like that? He fought until his heart stopped. Not a spell or weapon touched him, but still his body failed him. What is worth destroying a person that way? You might think our country dishonorable for its past actions, but to destroy a boy like that, simply to secure victory...That takes the heart of a true monster."
"No...No..." Henrietta said, struggling to maintain her composure,"That was Zero... He was... himself... He said he would do anything to protect her..."
Hawkins looks at the Queen before him," So you knew him?"
"He... he's dead?" She asked.
"He disappeared in a flash of light... But I've never seen anyone more dead than he was that day... Those determined lifeless eyes will probably haunt my dreams for the rest of my days."
As a result of Zero's sacrifice, the Albion army missed the Allied Forces while they ran away from Rosais, Henrietta's mind was in turmoil. Her heart began to shake.
Not hiding his feelings, with a straight look, Hawkins said."He was a young man, younger than most of my recruits in a sleek red and black armor. No matter how many attacked him, the hero raged on. He even pointed that sword to the tip of my nose, until he fell, exhausted. Yet, it was his deed that saved Your Majesty's army. Only one swordsman held back tens of thousands of army troops, and the countless armies of golems that we had. A proper ceremony of honor is needed for one such as he, be he enemy or friend."
"I see. Thank you."Henrietta thanked him in a shaky voice.
It had to be be Louise's familiar, listed as killed in action. Zero Wily. A strange sounding name. The man who came from a different world. The Void's familiar. Legendary Gandalfr…Some time ago, when my mind was blinded, when I turned my wand to Louise… He stopped my spell, Henrietta recalled. Once again, he stopped catastrophe. Not once, not twice, but three times he stopped my world from being destroyed...
Hawkins said, looking distant."If not for him… Today, Your Majesty's and mine seats would have been reversed. By all means, bless that brave man. In the name of Your Majesty, give him your blessing."
***Break***
That night… in one of Havilland's palace rooms, Henrietta was lost in thought. It was a gorgeous room made to entertain the guests from the foreign countries.
Someone knocked against the door. One long, two short knocks. It was an arbitrary sign.
"Come in."
The door opened, revealing Agnes. She carried a familiar sword but no armor and was dressed in simple, plain clothes.
"Did you find anything?"When Henrietta asked, Agnes shook her head.
"No… there were no clues."
"I see." Henrietta nodded."Where did you get that sword?"
"The young man, Axl gave it to me. He said he had some responsibilities to take care of and that he felt he could trust me with it. He has quite a mouth on him..."
"Who, me or Axl?" Asked the sword, surprising Henrietta.
"Both of you, you impertinent sword!" Anges growled at the sword.
"Hey, just because I made one joke about you needing to get laid, you got all grumpy? I guess I mighta been a bit too close to the mark." Derflinger replied before being shoved back into the scabbard.
Following Henrietta, Agnes came to Albion. The Saxe-Gotha revolters from the Tristain army… suddenly, as if waking from a dream, launched an attack on their former allies of the Albion's army. All soldiers and officers answered the same upon explaining the temporary revolt – "I thought it was necessary to do so." Was it the cause of some sort of magic? Nobody really knew the answer. It was strange that tens of thousands of officers and experienced men would suddenly abandon the victory that was so assured at the time; still, the cannon ball was shot out and no one could return it. Agnes, following Henrietta's orders, investigated it for a long time.
"We thought that the water of Saxe-Gotha might be the cause, and let a number of mages examine it. Yet, no matter how long we examined it – it was still common, normal water. Though nobles pointed out the possibility of Ancient Magic there is no evidence. We are in a deadlock." Agnes reported, her face grim, her eyes downcast in shame.
"I see Though a mysterious event, you should not give up the hunt for the truth. There are no limits." Henrietta replied.
Agnes bowed. "I did not match Her Majesty's expectations; there are no excuses."
"Lift your head Agnes. My commander. You are not responsible. Mysterious things that never have been clarified happen in this world, all the time. Ancient Magic, sacred ground, demi-humans, elves, lands of the east, the other side of the ocean, and Void. All of them puzzle the mind." Henrietta poke in a forgiving tone.
"Indeed."Agnes said in a tired voice. Agnes was always in motion these days. Her face looked as if it had lost its zeal somewhere.
"Commander, I want to give you a new duty."
"With pleasure"
Henrietta spoke about what she heard from General Hawkins in White Hall today.
"Miss Vallière's familiar?"
"Correct. He saved the Allied Forces… and the mother country. By all means, it is necessary to confirm if he is alive or dead. The point where he fought against the Albion army in the Saxe-Gotha area… I hear that it is in the northeast of Rosais."
"Certainly."
Saying this, Agnes bowed and tried to go out of the room again.
"Please wait." Henrietta spoke, stopping Agnes in her tracks.
"What is it?"
To the surprised Agnes, Henrietta offered a cup from the table.
"Wine?" Though Agnes lifted the cup while talking, she didn't press her lips to it.
"There is something I want to ask you. Not as a queen, but as a woman… asking a senior woman."
"What?"
"…What does revenge bring? Emptiness? Sorrow? Do you regret your doings?"
"Revenge?"Agnes shut her eyes."I, too… cannot find it."
After the musketeer commander left...Henrietta thought about the boy that saved the Louise and herself.. She poured wine into the cup again. Watching the liquid sway inside, Henrietta slowly traced her lips with a finger. The lips, as if by some spell, felt like they were on fire… Henrietta's cheeks blushed slightly.
***Break***
Zero stood looked at the village, a small smile on his face. His memories had returned to him. He remembered a large number of things now... He remembered Ciel, he remembered fighting and defeating Omega.. He also remembered the world as he knew it, and how little life there really was. Just looking at this forested village was enough to lift his spirits. He now knew why Tiffania had seemed so familiar to him. Aside from her ears and her other... attributes... she was a dead ringer for Ciel. Everything about her reminded him of her. Since Zero had woken up in the forest, he had found that oddly enough, reenacting his movements in battle with his saber seemed to help. It was as if what his mind didn't remember, his body did. And what his body remembered, his mind would slowly remember afterwards. As he heard a gasp, he turned around, and saw the hesitant Tiffania standing. "What's wrong?"he asked when she didn't say anything.
"W-will you eat lunch?"She asked hesitantly.
Zero shrugged and followed after replacing his saber at his waist.
The surrounding children shouted with joy. The lunch was prepared in the garden behind Tiffania's house, if you could call it garden; since it didn't have any separations from the forest, it was impossible to tell where the garden ended and the forest began.
Tiffania started placing dishes on the table. It was bread with mushroom stew.
"It is delicious. Thank you."Zero complimented her.
Tiffania laughed while smiling.
Those children who finished the meal, began to pester Tiffania.
"Tiffa! Let's play!"
"Hey hey, I still haven't finished eating yet"She complained.
" Tiffa mama!" The boy, approximately ten years of age, buried his face between Tiffania's breasts, making Zero instinctively growl.
"Gim! Aren't you big already? You can't depend on mother forever."Tiffania complained.
"Because Tiffa mama grew bigger, just like mother"
Zero became suspicious about what the boy named Gim said."Hey, your eyes are not that discerning are they? After two or three years, your eyes should be able to distinguish between them." When he said that, Gim glared at Zero.
"Tiffa belongs just to me!"Gim shouted.
"Really?" Zero asked simply as he raised his eyebrow.
Gim ran away as Zero refused to break his gaze.
"What?" Tiffania shook her head and laughed slightly. "I think he misunderstood." Tiffania said sheepishly.
When Zero faced Tiffania, he saw her firmly grasped fist resting on her knee."Tiffa?"
"N-no! I, I watched you practicing only because you looked happy when you were doing it. The way your sword of light weaves patterns is almost mesmerizing... I was just c-curious, so"
Apparently, she was watching Zero cut loose a little, and Gim felt jealous. Zero smiled wryly."I understand. Because I look close to your age, you are interested, right?"
Tiffania nodded silently. She grew up in a limited space and has not spoken to the teens of a similar age."But, I wonder."She said quietly.
"About what?"Zero asked
"I am not scared of you. There was a group of albion dragon knight boys that I helped some time ago, and they were scary somehow..."
"I wonder why." Zero commented.
"Oh, well I thought that maybe the reason is that you are not afraid of me, as when people fear me I become insecure myself. Then I start to feel scared myself, and want to escape the situation... But with you, it is somehow different."
"Nonsense. Who would be afraid of such a cute girl like you?" Zero asked seriously. He wasn't sure how anyone could feel threatened by the girl. Well, maybe they could feel threatened if they were going to threaten her with him around... But it still amounted to the same thing.
When Zero said so, trying to comfort Tiffania, she hesitantly turned. However when she turned with both of her hands on her knees, naturally, her breasts were squeezed by her arms. Huge, shape-changing fruits. He did not know where to look... Alright, he knew exactly where to look, but he still felt a little bad about how long it took him to turn.
Tiffania, noticing that Zero turned his eyes away shamefully; in a panic, covered her chest.
Though she gave Zero a light glare as if remembering something, she became serious again.
"Do you really not want to inform the people you know?"
"I do not. Mathilda told me that I was a familiar. I was a branded slave... That is not an acceptable thing for me. I won't give away my freedom." Zero replied honestly.
"They are your family though, right? The family who was left in Tristain does not worry?"
"It's all right. I was a familiar. Not family."
"I could send a letter"Tiffania said doubtfully.
"It's all right." Zero repeated again.
"Your family will surely be worried about your safety."
"There is no family in Tristain."
"Then, where are they?"
"In a place where letters can not reach." Zero said as he looked at the sky. X, Iris, Axl, Layer... Ciel... For nature to have recovered this much, he must have been sleeping for a long time. The only explanation was that they were all gone.
"Eh?"
"It is nothing. Please forget it."Zero said with a forced smile.
Tiffania, not knowing what to say, fell silent. Then noticing that Zero's stew plate was almost empty, Tiffania picked it up. "I, I'll bring seconds."Saying so, she disappeared in the house.
Zero stiffened as he felt someone's presence. Did Tiffania return already? That was very fast. Too fast. They also appeared to be trying to sneak up on him. Zero couldn't help but think that was a bad idea for whoever it was. As he was about to react it pulled back slightly. He tracked their movements without looking at them directly. As they came out of the brush he turned to face them drawing his saber as he stood. "Why are you here? Are you a threat?" He asked simply getting into a guard position.
"You dare draw your weapon on me, Zero?" Agnes demanded.
"You know me?" He asked, not moving his blade at all.
"Of course I do. What stupidity are you talking about now. I've been tracking you down for weeks now! Only the gossip in the near town about a beautiful young man in red armor protecting an orphanage clued me in to you!" Agnes drew her sword and pointed it at Zero.
"Partner! I'm so glad you're alive!" Derflinger yelled out from Agnes' hand. "It's great, partner! I heard about the number of people you went to go fight, and how much you did! I really didn't think you'd survive but Axl kept saying you were just fine! Why didn't you come back?"
Zero looked at the odd woman and the talking sword and raised an eyebrow. "Is that sword talking? And wait, Axl is alive?"
"Ah?"Derflinger gasped,"Don't you remember me partner? I"ll cry if you forgot me after such a short time apart! I don't care if I'll rust! I'll do it!"
"I'm sorry, I do not remember."Zero replied then turned. "If you have no business here but to point your weapon at me or the people who live hear I advise you to leave before things get... unpleasant."
"I-is that so?"Derflinger asked, his voice sounding like it was catching.
"You're acting like you really don't remember us!" Agnes shouted as she came closer.
"I do not remember you. Nor do I appreciate you drawing your blade on me when I am simply trying to protect my home and the people that reside in it."
Agnes looked at Zero cautiously, then shook her head and sighed. "Zero... I didn't draw my sword..."
"Oh, then apparently my optics are failing. Or are you going to call it a prybar?" Zero countered.
"What? No, I mean he's not mine you idiot!" Agnes shouted, her patience wearing thing. "This is Derflinger. He's your sword! Apparently the stupid thing wouldn't shut up unless it was brought along on the search for you!"
"My sword?" Zero asked cautiously,"But I have my own saber... I have more weapons?"
Agnes put the sword back into its sheathe and walked up to Zero slowly. She sighed in relief as he replaced his sword back into its resting place. The weapon still unnerved her. "Zero, what do you remember?"
"I am Zero." the young man replied with a shrug.
"That's it?"
"That's it. At least having to pertain to the time frame we are in now."
"Oh, you have to be kidding me. How do I explain this to the Queen and that annoying brat Louise? They're not going to accept this!" Agnes ranted as she understood the situation. Zero hadn't returned because he didn't know TO return.
"So how much do you know about me?" Zero asked her calmly.
"I know some. Your master and the princess knew far more..."
"Ah, the one who turned me into a slave?" Zero asked acidic.
"She didn't turn you into a slave. Believe me, nothing about you was EVER subservient. She's just a little girl who's apparently been crying herself to sleep every night over her lost love or some such nonsense, while you're here enjoying the time away! Not that I can really blame you for it, this place does seem to be relaxing."
"Love?" Zero asked confused as he looked at the woman incredulously. "There must be some mistake after all."
"What are you blathering about now?" Agnes demanded.
"Well, I'm a combat reploid specializing in infiltration and destruction. Why would anyone love me?" Zero asked in a semi ironic tone.
"A what?" Agnes asked dumbfounded. "What do you mean specializing in destruction?"
"What I do remember, is that by my specs I am a weapon of mass destruction and have been nothing more than a warrior for a very, very long time. I have not recovered more of my memories than that as of yet."
***Break***
That night, Zero heard a knocking on his door. "Come in."he answered.
Tiffania entered from the other side of the door.
The door opened revealing Tiffania. She wore a thin night cloth and had a candlestick with a wax candle in her right hand. The candlelight melted smoothly with Tiffania's blond hair.
"What's wrong?"Zero asked
"I need to talk to you about something... May I?" Tiffania asked.
"Alright."
It was the first time he saw Tiffania changed into her nightclothes. Though the nightclothes were loose, it hugged Tiffania's developed body tightly. Because of her young features, when the outline of her body was hidden, she looked very Tiffania put the candlestick on the table, she sat on the chair.
And asked him in a serious voice."Hey Zero. Who are you? You don't have any family in Tristain, however, the Queen of Tristain is searching for you. 'I am not a familiar anymore' you said. How can a human be a familiar? If you don't want to tell me, it's alright, however... However, I feel uneasy."
Zero looked at her and spoke in a confident tone,"I wish i could tell you. I just do not know yet. Every day I remember more things... But I honestly do not know yet. I promise that you will be the first to know after me. Although, can I ask a question?"
"Alright.."
"What type of magic do you use?" Zero asked
"W-what? what do you mean?" Tiffania asked hesitantly, her eyes avoiding contact with Zero's.
"I don't know. for some reason I can almost feel like you're more than you seem. I noticed it around Mathilda... She feels like... I don't know... Dirt? You feel like... Light? I can't really figure it out."
Tiffania sat there without speaking, afraid to say anything.
"I don't know why but it feels familiar." Zero said simply. Suddenly a flash of memory struck him. Void. Void, familiar. Gandalfr. She was a void mage. Just like her. Like who? A flash of pink hair filled his vision. He shook his head violently as another torrent of information flooded through his mind.
"Zero?" She asked as she moved closer to him. "are you alright?"
Zero looked at her face. Yes, he could feel it clearly. Void magic. But maybe he should not tell that to Tiffania, who lived peacefully in the forest. It might put her in an unnecessary danger.
When Zero kept being silent, Tiffania continued asking."Are you alright?"
"Sorry... Memories, I think."
"Not just memories you stupid ungrateful son! What the hell do you think you were doing?" the voice of an angry old man resounded.
Zero's eyes widened. "Did you hear that?"
"She couldn't hear it because I'm in your head. I'm a fail safe program trying to fix your memories. Why do I have such an incompetent son who doesn't think before he acts? I swear to god if I get the chance I'm going to force you to work in a lab so you can use that brain I gave you! I'm busy trying to correct all the things you damaged! Don't do anything stupid for a while, PLEASE. You're making my life so much more difficult than it needs to be! I can't talk to you too much at the moment, because its taking nearly everything to repair you... So just be careful."
"Hear what, Zero?" Tiffania wondered.
"Nothing, sorry." Zero said cautiously.
"Do these clothes look unusual to you?" Tiffania asked, searching for some way to move the conversation...
"Yeah, they seem kind of odd compared to what I've seen around here." Zero nodded.
"These are Elven clothing. I got them from my mother. Because Elves live in the desert they wear such clothes. The texture protects from the sun during the daytime, and the warmth protects from night's cold. Because it is warm, I made it into nightclothes."Tiffania said in a longing tone."When the night comes, I remember mother. She was very beautiful and gentle. When I go to sleep and put these clothes on, I feel like I am held by mother again."
"Yeah."
"Lands in the east, Mother's hometown I want to go there. But I cannot."
"Why?"
"Elves dislike humans. When they see the 'mixed' me, they will not understand." Tiffania said sadly."And humans are afraid of Elves. They will not be afraid of me as long as I'm an unknown girl. Human in daytime. Elf at night. And neither in the end. A failure."
"You are not a failure."Zero said simply. "You are a kind and beautiful person. I pity anyone who would fear someone like you. I pity even more those who would be stupid enough to attempt to harm you."
"Why?"
"You are very beautiful externally, but that is not what I am talking about. You are willing to help people, to care for people. I still do not know why but... Your actions seem familiar. It is because of that that I can say that you are a beautiful person. And for my pity for those who would attempt to harm you... Well you saw what happened to those mercenaries."
Tiffania blushed."Don't say that again. It's embarrassing."
"Alright."Zero nodded.
"It was the first time someone told me I am beautiful. You are really a weird person. Instead of being afraid of me, you say I am beautiful."
"But you are beautiful," When Zero said that, Tiffania quietly pushed Zero away."Tiffania?"
"I told you not to say that again."She said, her face red.
"Are you angry? Has it become bad to be called beautiful?"Zero asked her.
"S-stop saying that I am beautiful. I, I want you to be silent." Saying so, Tiffania stood up.
"Very well." Zero said as he nodded.
And so their conversation continued long into the night.
***Author's notes***
And here you all thought I wasn't planning to do anything with that whole Sharding of Zero's memory in case of overload or corruption? Jokes on you! The only question is, what was the real reason behind it? Do I really know? Am i just throwing darts at words on the wall? Nobody knows.
Zero: Hey, idiot. you told them like 6 chapters ago that you had written up to 46.
Oh. Right. Anyhow, apparently Zero wasn't content with five girls going after him, he's apparently trying to catch more. Good job buddy.
Zero: I am not asshole! Quit it!
The demi humans in this series aside from the elves, are all generically evil. The orcs are commented as wearing baby skulls as necklaces. The trolls and ogres prefer to just kill humans because they've come to dominate things with their magic and higher technology(compared to them). If you have a problem with this, go take it up with the original source. I don't see a reason to be all PC like some stupid fanboy who wants to play an overly emo wannabe good evil character so they can be cool but just wanna role play sitting in a corner with razors on their 'cool' character because nobody understands them. That's right. I went there.
And while I'm on a general "Screw it" tangent, it's likely to piss a bunch of you off that the founder was an all around awesome guy, and had a fem-dom elf Gandalfr. Bet ya didn't know that, or that he was a true noble in so far as he didn't consider himself a noble but he knew he was a mage and fought insurmountable armies with his newly developed magic. Now the people that came after him on the other hand, they were complete assholes who perverted everything. Seem familiar ?
And yes, Wily's back and he's still angry at Zero for leaping before looking it seems... Something about those Wily robot masters seems to make them prone to action.