Goblin Slayer, Vol. 6

“Of course. I’ll certainly give you any help I can, feeble though it may be.” Noble Fencer found Sword Maiden’s quiet smile deeply encouraging. This was the hero who had ended the war ten years before and, indeed, the Archbishop who had the ear of kings and kingmakers alike. “Feeble”? Hardly. But Noble Fencer didn’t want to impose, either.

“Incidentally…” Lost in thought, it was a moment before Noble Fencer realized that Sword Maiden had moved almost uncomfortably close to her. “What do you think of that man?”

“…I’m sorry?” Noble Fencer said, blinking. Sword Maiden’s unseeing eyes seemed fixed on her. Noble Fighter felt as if she had been hit with Sense Lie as she said, “How do you mean…? What…?”

“Only just what I said.”

“…I owe him my life.” Noble Fencer answered without hesitation. Touching the dagger at her belt once more, she said, “…Not just him. His party, too. I even gained some friends, thanks to them.”

“Is that true indeed?” Sword Maiden seemed at once reluctant to speak but also joyful.

With no small hesitation, Noble Fencer looked at Sword Maiden to find the other woman nodding and smiling at her.

“I see. What a blessing you had to encounter them.”

“…Yes, ma’am!” Noble Fencer answered happily, sticking out her own not inconsiderable chest.

There were few among her own deeds that she could take pride in, but that meeting, at least, was different.

There was a spring in Noble Fencer’s step as she walked through the halls of the temple, Sword Maiden following at a slight distance.

Behind her, the priestess was smiling happily, but Noble Fencer had no idea of the real reason why.