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"Let's crush 'em!" Y/n's voice rang amongst the energized assembled giants in front of me, "We are superior, we will win!"
Battle cries rip from amongst the crowd as they charge toward the racing humans.
Y/n glanced at the king, as he glanced back with a proud expression, and nodded, "Let's go, chief."
Hot tears roll from the corner of her eyes, as she reflects on her reminiscent dream. The first battle she had led, with him by her side.
Dwelling on her saddening thoughts, she stretches as she rises out of bed, letting her h/c hair drape down her calves. While getting dressed, she tries to force the residing thoughts of the dream away.
Though it has been years, even centuries, she still thinks about him. That battle had cost her three very important things; her sister, her best friend, and her king.
The war had taken away a lot, even her passion for fighting.
It scares her.
She thinks if she fights that she will continue to lose more people. So, she has put fighting as a last resort.
Drole's disappearance still affects her, even in her dreams. And in real life, she is reminded of the little things they used to do together.
Taking one last glance at her Boar Hat uniform; the black cardigan that rests on her shoulders, the forest green dress that rests under it with accented diamonds, and the white, leatherette wedge heels.
She smoothes out the wrinkles on her slit dress and heads downstairs to meet up with everyone.
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"Um about this outfit," Elizabeth mutters unsure about the clothing as she inspects it some more.
"It's my bar's uniform," Meliodas replies coolly.
"Sorry that his taste is so obvious," Hawk says looking apologetically at the girl. Y/n snickers at the pigs' comment.
"So, all I have to do is gather rumors and information on the Seven Deadly Sins," she says shifting to Y/n, "While I wait on customers, right?"
"As well as information on the Holy Knights, but yes," Y/n reaffirms to the girl.
"That would be helpful," Meliodas chimes in.
Out of nowhere, Meliodas begins to grope Elizabeth again and Y/n makes her glare at him obvious, but he ignores her.
But the more he continues, the more Elizabeth gets flustered and stares at Meliodas frozen. "Don't worry, just making sure it's nice and snug," Meliodas reassures her.
Hawk gets annoyed and says, "Idiot! We just got some eye candy in here and you're gonna drive her away!"
Y/n feigns offense, "I thought I looked okay."
Hawk stutters flustered, as the girl pouts, but Y/n busts out laughing and pats Hawk on the head, "I'm just joking, besides, I know I look good."
"Lord Meliodas, there's just one question I wish to ask you," Elizabeth glances toward Meliodas, "Lord Meliodas, are you as evil as the rumors say you are? If you are, what crime did you commit to earning your reputation?"
Meliodas stiffens at the sudden ask but replies to the girl anyway, "Ten years ago, I traveled all around Liones and stole all the women's underwear I could find."
Elizabeth's eyes go wide in innocent shock, "Y-You're kidding, right?!"
"Yeah, actually I went around groping the breasts of over 1,000 women." Y/n slaps him on the back of his head tired of his antics.
"Wh-What? Are you joking," Elizabeth asks stuttering again.
"Yep."
"Please stop making fun of me, or did you really commit a crime that you can't speak about to anyone?"
"Maybe, something like that."
Then Hawk's mom stops, so Y/n grabs a chair nearby to keep her steady.
"We have arrived!" Meliodas announces, "Our next target for gathering information, Bernia Village!"
"My bar stocks alcohol from all over the kingdom, but the booze from Bernia is on a different level! Using water from a river hailed as the best in all of Liones, and grout that's found growing along the banks, Bernia Ale is renowned throughout the kingdom!"
"It appears that the famous river has dried up," Hawk points out getting Y/n's attention.
"The herbs all look like they've wilted too," Elizabeth also points something out.
Harboring curiosity, the group begins their walk toward the village. "I wonder what happened to the village?" Y/n thinks aloud.
"I wonder if there's a festival," Elizabeth says, referring to the large group in front of them.
"Yo!" Meliodas calls out catching someone's attention.
"You're from the Boar Hat's..."
Meliodas cut him off. "Is there a festival today?"
The man looks appalled and responds angrily, "Huh!? Does this look like a festival to you? We're trying to pull out the sword that the Holy Knight stuck into the ground!"
"The Holy Knight stuck the sword in the ground?" Meliodas asks perplexed.
"What for?" Y/n asks very confusedly.
"Yesterday, we incurred the wrath of a Holy Knight. The Holy Knight's, his magic-imbued sword, has sealed away the village's underground water source. At this rate, not only will the river disappear, but all the grout, too! If that happens, Bernia's ale will be," the man trails off, "Damn!"
"It couldn't be the one that Lord Meliodas defeated, could it?" Elizabeth asks the group.
"Lord Twigo?" Meliodas asks. "No, he wasn't really a Holy Knight, a real Holy Knight is nothing like that."
"I hate to say it, but the village might be done for good," the villager says sadly.
Soon, a kid comes to the crowd, "Oh, come on, what's everyone whining about? Is this about the sword? If so just If you leave it to my pal from the Seven Deadly Sins, it'll be a breeze."
"Quite cocky, for your age," Y/n thinks chuckling to herself.
But the comment only ticks off the villagers.
"Listen, Mead! Just who do you think is responsible for this in the first place," one of them yells.
"Mentioning the Deadly Sins is just about the worst thing you could do!"
"Yeah! Don't make the Holy Knight angrier than he already is!"
"What exactly do you have against us?"
The little boy looks hurt and says, "I never meant it like that."
Not wanting to hear another word, the villagers continue to yell at him. "We're through with your lies and jokes!"
"Stupid Mead!"
The little boy's eyes start sprouting tears, "I hate everyone!"
"Yeah, well, we all hate you too, Mead!"
"Shut up you idiots! Your all idiots!"
"Why am I getting dragged into this?" Meliodas mutters to himself.
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