Editing Hagure Yuusha no Aesthetica:Volume 3 Prologue (section)

===Part 2===
 
The sinking sun gradually dyed the horizon crimson.
 
The sky overhead began to slowly become a dark blue, as if declaring the coming of night. And at boundary off in the distant sky near  the horizon was a purplish red line of both.
 
During the period when the upcoming evening began to show its dimness. In the forest west of Erudia's castle was a cemetery, and in the corner of it.    
 
Listy stood stock still.
 
"Why ......"
 
The word accidentally slip from her mouth, because sight was too hard to believe.
 
What she was looking at now was a completely destroyed tomb.
 
This cemetery created for the people who died in the fight against the Demons, and among them was tomb which was extremely special. It was for a youth who dared to take on the Demon King's army head-on, and left behind numerous distinguished war services.
 
It was the final resting place of the man praised as the "True Hero," Leon Esuperio -- who's tomb was now devastated. The gravestone engraved with his name was split into two from center lengthwise.
 
The condolence flowers and cards mourning the deceased had all been trampled. And the ground where his remains and keepsakes were buried looked as though it had been hollowed out by a huge talon.
 
"This is awful... ... Who would do such a terrible thing ......!"
 
Listy bite her lower lip, it didn't make any sense.
 
Unfortunately there were those in Alayzard who do not think highly of Akatsuki, and Listy had some knowledge of that. Which was why Akatsuki was ridiculed as the "Rogue Hero."
 
However Listy honesty couldn't have imagined someone actually thought of Leon as an enemy, even so such to desecrate his final resting place.
 
That person absolutely cannot be forgiven, Listy thought.
 
"-- Valkyria."
 
Listy signaled to the grand Chamberlain standing behind her, before passing down her instructions,
 
"-- Find this criminal immediately! The destruction of the Hero's grave is clear hostile action against the people of Sherfied!"
 
Listy clenched her fists as she secretly swore in her heart.
 
The desecration of the dead was absolutely unforgivable behavior.
 
And she won't let this stand.
 
 
 
Behind the infuriated Listy stood two figures.
 
Just like Valkyria, Zechs and Loutier had rushed after her to the scene.
 
Those two understood how much pain Listy must be feeling.
 
And their anger was absolutely no less than hers.
 
However, that was irrational rage, and as before the two remained somewhat cool-headed.
 
Therefore, they whispered to each other in a low murmur Listy couldn't hear.
 
"--- Did you notice, Zechs?"
 
"Ah...... the gravestone wasn't broken into two, but cut with a blade."
 
The halves of gravestone had many little of cracks, and there were tiny fragments from it scattered all around. At first glance it seems like a huge iron hammer mashed it into two parts. But Leons's gravestone was specially made out of Adamantite ore, and its hardness was many more times that of iron. It would be impossible for a mere iron hammer to smash it. Having said that, the Adamantium tomb even had a number of defensive magics placed on it. No mid tier magic could have destroyed it either.
 
And looking at the how the cross-section that was smooth almost like a mirror.
 
No mistake, that was a mark left by a sword. Then someone tried to disguise the destruction as if by something different. A person who could cut it like that had to be a master. Even though Alayzard was large, expertize of that caliber was limited to just a handful. Ferreting out the criminal should be just a matter of when, rather than if.
 
"...... Valkyria, I'm sorry for troubling you."
 
Valkyria was put in charge of cleaning up the aftermath. As Valkyria was instructing the other maids Listy started towards the castle with Zechs and Loutier closely behind.
 
"------"
 
However, suddenly Zechs stopped and turned to look behind.
 
"...... Zechs, what's wrong?"
 
"No...... its nothing."
 
To Loutier's question Zechs shook his head as he answered.
 
...... It can't be.......
 
Zechs once again started walking, and smiled wryly. He was about to say a name, however it was too early to say such a thing.
 
The figure of one young man had flashed across his mind.
 
It was not possible to conclude that he was the culprit at the moment.