Alfine's point of view


　A week later, the closure of the Huguhanotes was lifted, and we were finally able to arrive at our destination.

　However, on our way to the city of Huguhanotes, we came across a figure in armor hanging out with what appeared to be adventurers on the side of the road.


　Since he had obtained information on Fynn's footprints by threatening Vigo with Gile as a hostage, he was focused on searching the Ygghanotes as a destination for me as a fugitive.

　According to the information Meira obtained while on the run, I was still considered to be a sage and was recovering from illness at the home of the Commander of the Kingsguard.


　After discussing it with Maia, we came to the conclusion that it would be better to change my appearance since freedom of action is essential to find Fihn.


'Ho, are you really going to cut it off?　You're wasting your beautiful black hair like that .......

I need to cut it short and not have it look like I'm Alfina. I'll take the scissors.


　He spread the rug on the floor of the wagon to keep the hair from flying off and lifted his long black hair and cut it off with a pair of scissors.

　The severed black hair spilled out onto the rug with a whimper.

　For the first time in his life, he took a short cut above his shoulders.


'Oh, I cut it off. ...... What a waste. What a waste.

My hair is going to grow back, and I'd rather they didn't know I'm Alfine right now.

'Then you'll have to change your name: ....... No matter how much you change your appearance, if you call me Alfine, people will be suspicious. Besides, if you're going to change it anyway, I think it's more difficult to be discovered if you lie about your gender as well.


　Meira, who had been brushing her hair off the rug, had suggested a fake name and gender disguise.


　It's true that if I change my name to a man, the chances of being found by Gilead's pursuers would be even less.

　I'd rather be a boy or ...... that way.

　I cut my hair short anyway.


"I'll take Meira's idea. I'm going to change my name from Alfine to Al. How's that?　Doesn't it sound like a boyish name?

Al?　Yes, it sounds like a boy, but ...... boys don't say 'I'.

So, I don't want to be me ......, so why don't I just say my name?


　Meira, who had been picking up her hair from the rug, looked up and gazed at me.

'Can you say that again?'

My name is Al.


　I consciously lowered my voice to make myself look like a boy.

　Geez, Meira's gaze lingered on my face.

　And then she suddenly hugged me.


"Noooooooooooo!　Yikes!　Al can be a boy, too.　Hahhhh, I can't wait!


　She suddenly hugged me, so my defensive instincts kicked in for now, and I struck a hand sword to Meira's brain.


''Ahh!　It hurts, but it's good!

Hey, Meira, step away. It's time to disperse.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!


　Mayra's voice echoed outside, and the townspeople glanced into the wagon.


'Oh, lover's quarrel?　You don't make a woman cry when your brother looks so young.


　The line of my body was obscured by the cloak I was wearing, and the man who peeked in thought I was a young man.


I'm not. That's not true. This is my sister. ......


　He replied as quickly as he could to the people in the city who were looking in.


''That's right. I was just stopping you now because my brother is going on a trip without me, his sister. Ohohoho.''


　Mayra gently stood in front of me, out of sight of the city's gaze.


'Oh, that's right. You don't want to get your sister in too much trouble, do you, brother?

Oh, sorry for the trouble.


　I bowed my head, half-hiding behind Meira.


　With your hair cut much shorter, you look like a young man at first glance .......

　I wonder if this will allow us to scatter Gilead's pursuers.


'Huh, I'm in a hurry. No, but if you cut your hair that short, you might as well claim to be a boy. You're a handsome guy, you might be popular with the girls. But what if it shows your curves?　Al has big tits.


　After chasing away the town's people, Meira asked me what I was going to do with my breasts, which are an obstacle to becoming a man.


　I can't just cut off this chest and ...... something better.


　As I looked around with that in mind, I saw a knight in metal armor.


　That's it!　I've always worn leather armor because I didn't want to get heavy, but if you want to cover your chest and dress as a man, you can wear metal armor and it won't be obvious from the outside.


'Meira, can you lend me some money?'

What would you use it for if you didn't want to take Al?

I was thinking of getting some of those things.


　As I pointed to the knight's armor that passed in front of them, Meira seemed to notice my thoughts as well.


''Metal Armor ....... You'll be able to get a thicker chest plate size to cover Al's chest if you buy that.

You know. And while I'm at it, I'd like to buy a sword as well: ...... I'd like to buy a couple of cheap swords.


　I've always been a fan of the sword.

　But now that I'm a fugitive, I can't take the sword stance known as the Sword Saint Alfine.

　So I decided to completely erase my existence by holding two small swords that are easy to use for stabbing.


''Then, do you want to change your hair color or eye color anyway?　There's a shop here in Yuguhanotes that specializes in doing that kind of thing. People come to the frontier with all kinds of problems.

'Huh, I didn't know there was such a place. It's easier to hide from your pursuers if you're a completely different person anyway.

'If you decide to, we'll go to that shop first!　And before that,


　Meira closed the cloth at the entrance to the wagon.

　Then she wadded up her hands and approached me.


You've got to put those tits away. Geehee.

Don't worry, I'll do it myself.


　I pushed back the approaching Meira's face with my hand.


"Oh, just give me a little titty and I'll put up with it!

Meira, if you make any more noise, I'm going to have to toss you out here, okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ...... I'll be quiet.


　When I saw Mayra fall to the floor, half-crying, I took off the clothes I was wearing and wrapped the cloth tightly around her breasts, which emphasized her femininity.



　Meira took me to a shop owned by someone named Roland.


'Welcome. What can I do for you in my home?'


　A man who looks like the owner of the store looks at us suspiciously.


'Actually, my brother Al has been in a lot of trouble ....... I just want to lay low. I've heard that this shop will change your hair color and eye color if you have a problem.

'Hmmm, you're not like your sister, brother. You look so cute, I don't know what you've gotten yourself into: ......


　The shopkeeper's gaze grew stern.


　You can't just put a sword to the Commander of the Konoe Guard and say that you've escaped from the mansion .......


　It was Meira who gave me a helping hand when I was at a loss for an answer.


It's not like that. And, you see, he has this look. He lived in the capital, but he took a liking to a strange nobleman, who demanded that he become a peasant, so he wounded the other nobleman. Even though he looks like this, he's a great swordsman.


　Meira was telling the man who owned the store a story that was exquisitely mixed with a lie and the truth.

　I couldn't help but nod my head as I got the gist of it right.


'So it was!　Then you should have said so earlier!　I'll spare no effort to support anyone who runs away to the Yggernotes, ready to take on the noblemen of King's Landing. The nobles in the capital are really a bunch of scum, aren't they? No wonder the serious and single-minded people flow to this frontier city.


　The proprietor seemed to dislike the aristocrats of King's Landing so much that he changed his initial questioning attitude and spoke to them with a mild smile.


''Good. So, I want to change my brother's hair color and eye color, can you do that?

Yeah, yeah, it's all yours. I'll handle the hair color. You know, you didn't tell me your name. My name is Roland. I own this place.

I'm Meira. My brother--

My name is Al.


　We shook each other's hands with the owner, who introduced himself as Roland.

　He's going to change my hair color, but I'm a little nervous because I haven't heard the principle behind it.


Oh, um. Is it okay to change your hair color?　The effect on that body and other things is ......　

Dyeing is done with a special chemical solution derived from a demon that has been proven to be harmless to the human body, so the color will change from the hair root. In other words, once the hair is dyed, the color will remain dyed even if it grows back in the future. So, what do you want to do about the hair color?　What color would you like to change your beautiful black hair to?


　Hearing that it's harmless to the human body, I felt reassured for the moment.

　However, the fact that it seems to be a chemical solution derived from a demon is a bit tricky, but since I'm in a dire situation right now, I have no choice but to trust the owner's words.


"Can you make me a blonde or something?　I want my hair color to be the furthest thing from my original hair color, so I'm going to go to .......

I see. With Nii-chan's hair texture, it would be dyed a beautiful blonde. You look like a woman, thin and silky, and I can see why the scum aristocrat bastard wanted it for a peasant. Whoa, that's good. Let's dye it blonde. Well, how about blue eyes for the eyes, like an aristocrat?　If Nii-chan became blonde haired and blue-eyed, I'm sure the young girls would squeal with aristocracy from the look in their eyes.


　Meira's face, which had been staring at me, lit up with a flash of light.


I like that. I think it looks great on you. My brother should be called a prince. Yeah, yeah, let's go with that!

'Okay, well, I'll let the fake eye man know as soon as I can, so I'll start with the hair first. Take a seat over here.


　I sat down in the seat Roland had recommended.

　The mirror in front of me showed the face of the Swordsman Alfine, a face that I had been familiar with for twenty years, even though his hair was shorter.


　Then the hair was carefully dyed by Roland, and when he inserted a fake eye made of hard glass, which was carved out of demonic material made by a fake eye-maker he knew, he saw himself in the mirror as a completely different person.

　I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not the only one, but I'm also going to be able to say that I'm not the only one.


'This is me ...... not at all. ......

What do you think?　This way, the weird aristocratic bastard won't even know it's you. Just maybe you'll be approached by another weird one.


　As Roland crossed his arms, he looked satisfied with the quality of their work.


　Indeed, if this is the case, few people will be able to tell that I'm the Swordsman Alfine: .......

　If you change your equipment or even your sword, that's exactly what I'm talking about, even Fionn wouldn't be able to recognize you .......


　I'm not going to be the only one who's been in a position to do that.


The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that it's not a good idea to be able to have a good time.　That's it!　Oh, I want to eat it!


　He tried to hug her and pushed Meira's face away with his hands in a goof.


'Sis, can you calm down, since we're in public?'

Oh, God, it's so tight!

Ha, you're a good sister who cares about her brother. You'll only pay 300 ounces for the drinks. They're always cheap to the charlatans.


　Roland was laughing at Meira as she struggled to hug me.

　From his point of view, we must look like a very close brother and sister.


'Huh, I'm distraught. I just couldn't help but think that my brother is too cute, so I just had to go to ...... and pay for it right away.


　When Meira pulled a gold coin out of her purse, we thanked Roland for his help and went outside.



　I then bought all the armor and got a metal armor and two small swords, and we drove the carriage to the Adventurer's Guild of the Yuguhanotes, where Fynn's insignia had been picked up.

　Having changed into a completely different person, I had decided to pretend to be a fledgling adventurer using the name Al in order to gather information about Fynn.


'Meira, is that the adventurer's guild in Ygghanotes over there?'


　The design of a dragon spitting fire was painted large on the wall of the building looming in front of him.


''That's right. That's the Adventurer's Guild of the Yuguhanotes--Al!


　I couldn't wait to hear about the missing Fynn, so I jumped off the carriage and ran towards the entrance of the Adventurer's Guild.

　While running to the entrance of the Adventurer's Guild, I was distracted by Meira, who was calling out to me and bumped into a male adventurer who was waiting for someone near the entrance.


''I'm sorry. I was in a bit of a hurry. ......

No, I'm sorry for standing in your way.


　The other male adventurer was a quirky adventurer with bright red hair hunted into short hair, red eyes, and even his sword was red.

　However, he seemed to be someone who was quite skilled with a sword from the fact that his standing posture was seamless.


　I've heard that the frontier is full of skilled adventurers, but this guy must be outstanding among them.

　I wonder if Fynn is able to make it on this frontier, where people with such skill are adventurers: .......

　Or maybe he's already moved to another city, so I'll have to gather information quickly.


　The male adventurer bowed to me as I was thinking about Fynn, and then moved on to another location.


''Aroo!　Wait! Don't leave me!

Meira, come on.


　He hurried Meira, who was tethering the wagon to a horse stop, and when he joined Meira, he walked into the Adventurer's Guild of the Yuguhanotes.