642 640 Another pair of francs and masters (2/2)

The most noticeable would be the earrings in the left ear. Instead of earrings like this flan over here, they had earrings decorated with blue gems.

Besides, that me and Fran had signs. It's not a phantom.

The signs, similar but subtly different, are strange signs.

If you feel that sign, you'll decide I'm definitely Fran. But there was a slight difference between the flan that stood me up and the flan that appeared in front of me.

I can tell by direct comparison, although it is really a slight difference...... It's Fran, but it's not Fran I know. That's a strange feeling.

And what's that awesome evil? Am I the one who's sending it? But Fran is plainly exposed to the evil. On the contrary, it even seemed to manipulate that evil.

But I don't care about that now.

”Fran, are you okay? Hey! '

Fran, the ear ornament, was in terrible condition. I guess it overstrengthens the body. He just stood there, but seemed to continue to take damage with recoil.

I can hear the bones rattling. With the pressure of magic flowing through the interior, there must be severe pain running all over your body. He is devouring his teeth with blood tears. That figure is a word of sadness.

Fran in ear decorations was in that condition and had the other me standing up.

Why, I'm not recovering Fran over there! Why is Fran in such a state? Besides, they're going to roll some moves out of that state.

He's got me in front of him.

In my eyes, in a bright white space, I can see the footage of the francs in my ear decorations floating. I can't get a peek at what's going on around it.

From the Frans over there, I guess we're not seeing. I don't get a response back.

”Fran! Damn it! Recovery magic is not activated! Why! '

As I was biting my teeth, there was movement in my ear decoration flan. With a sad, and somewhere self-inflicted face, I whine small.

”Master, I'm coming.”

Copy that.

As if a close person had died, Fran with a sinking voice and expression. Behind it was certainly the SOS of a girl who could not be represented in words.

Somebody help me.

I think I heard that voice.

But words emanating from a sword that should be able to speak don't make you feel as emotional as you feel cold.

”Should I open up my master?

”I'm a sword. I have no right to judge. Fran decides.”

”I want to know what my master thinks”

'If you use it, you'll be able to destroy him for sure. However, depletion will affect future combat. In some cases, your life should be in danger. If you didn't use it, you don't know if you can destroy it. However, you can maintain your ability to continue fighting.

”It's not. That's not what this is about. Master, let me know which one you think is better.”

'I have no authority to answer that question'

My head was about to boil with anger.

What the hell is that?

Is that me? No, you'll never admit that stuff is me.

What are you doing! Fran's about to cry, and you're counting on me?

Help! You don't have permission to answer!

It's like, ”You don't need that! I'll take care of it!” But ”you can use it and knock it down in an instant! Let's stick together! ♪ But whatever!

Though it would be an occasion where I would have to put the word out and remove Fran's anxiety! Don't worry about a word!

I was yelling at me over there.

'Hey! You idiot there! Temei! I'm not making Fran cry! I won't forgive you!