BLADE & BASTARD: Return of The Hrathnir Volume 3 [Complete] by Kumo Kagyu

Author:Kumo Kagyu
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 5: Allocation Center

“Well, shall we get going?”

At this point, Raraja wasn’t even surprised to see Sister Ainikki standing in front of the dungeon with a big smile.

“Did you hire her?” he asked Iarumas.

“We were at the temple when Sarah rushed in.”

“Once I heard there were greater demons, I couldn’t just sit still!”

Considering those long ears of hers, there was little doubt that she’d heard everything Raraja and Iarumas had just said. Still, she was giddy.

Well, that’s just how she is. She was eager to come along when we fought the fire dragon too, so it’s little wonder she’s here now. She’s strong and reliable, and besides, our party doesn’t have a priest.

It was better to have her along than not, so Raraja resigned himself to the fact that she’d be coming.

“It’s good to be working with you, Garbage-sama, Berkanan-sama.”

“S-Sure, it’s nice...working with you too,” Berkanan replied falteringly.

“Arf,” Garbage barked.

Berkanan had adventured alongside the sister before—obviously, so had Garbage. The women exchanged pleasantries as Iarumas checked his equipment. Figuring everything would be fine, Raraja started attending to his own equipment, but then...

“Yap! Yiiip!”

Suddenly, Garbage’s bark took on a different quality, and Raraja couldn’t help but look at her. The redhead—that leftover monster snack—was barking at the old sword slung over Ainikki’s back. She reached out toward it, jumping up and down. Was that her way of begging for permission to touch it?

Garbage had ultimately decided that she didn’t like the Sword of Slashing. Currently, she was carrying the Sword Cusinart again, but she was thoroughly dissatisfied with it too. Her barks probably meant something along the lines of “You’ve got a sword too, huh? Let me borrow it.”

However...

“Hee hee. No, Garbage-sama. This is my sword.” Sister Ainikki offered a serene smile, gently refusing her request.

To Raraja’s eyes, the sword on Aine’s back looked old and rusted. Back when they’d set out to slay the dragon, she’d mentioned that she should’ve brought her sword. Was this the blade she’d been referring to? Well, even if it was, she was also holding her usual spiked mace for some reason.

“It wouldn’t feel right in your hands...” Sister Ainikki murmured. “You have your own sword.”

“Woof...”

Garbage didn’t understand the words, but nonetheless, she backed down with a dissatisfied growl. Was she being understanding? Did she not want to steal her minion’s stuff? Or did she just not want to oppose Ainikki? Raraja couldn’t tell which it was.

“Are you going to draw it?” Iarumas asked plainly, having finished inspecting his own equipment and items.

Did he know what kind of sword it was?

Sister Aine put her hand on her cheek in a gesture of hesitance or indecision. “I suppose...it depends on the situation.”

“All right.” Iarumas nodded. “We’ll have you stand on the front line.”

“Certainly.” Her response was graceful and solemn. Bowing her head to Garbage, she said, “It is a pleasure to work with you.”

“Arf!” Garbage replied.

“Berkanan, you stay in the back,” instructed Iarumas. “Garbage, Ainikki, and I will be on the front line.”

“Huh?”

Berkanan blinked in surprise. She looked left and then right.

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