The Branded Female Fencer

The green-haired girl who appeared in front of Alphilis. Even so, he should be about Miranda's height, and is he older than Lisa? But the sure thing would be a human girl.

Drop long green straight hair straight onto your back for a clear glow with the sun on your back. Your eyes are a little tight, you can think of them as the beauty of a sharp atmosphere. From that atmosphere there are more signs of being a warrior than a feminine air. And they were intimidated by the words that emanated from their glossy lips.

"It's the code not to get your hands on people from the outside. Anyway, I don't know if they'll break the code."

The girl is not shouting up. But the voice sounds better than anyone else. No, is it better to be clear or something? But the horseback riding people are not silent either.

"I didn't know you were going to kill your people! It hasn't been decided yet that we broke the code!

So what are we going to do with those girls?

"Bring him back into our midst and welcome him!

"You tie up those who welcome you? That's a rough way to entertain."

"There is no sardine to be spoken to by our way!

"Make an excuse like a human outside... then explain to me the content of the welcome!

A girl shouts her voice up a step. But the Horse-riding Nation does not answer.

"What's up! Can't you explain that to me?

"... not many women have been born in us lately. There aren't enough women."

"So you know who you are from the outside? Why not talk about the situation and ask for consent"

"We don't have time for this!

"You fools, that's why you're called barbarians! When the act itself strangles us even further, why don't we notice!

"Shut up! This prairie code should be a great principle for the weak to obey the strong. These women couldn't prevent our raid. So these women are ours!

"I can't deny that principle, but it's an outrageous argument if you let the people outside say so. And if you put that principle out there, you'll have to obey my orders."

Girl staring at the guys. Unexpectedly the powerful men lag behind. The Alphilis and the others are terrified of her killing. But the captain-like man of the horseback riding nation leaves one step ahead of the other.

"Shut up, you flaming fox! We were free until you showed up. Besides, we didn't decide to be weaker than you. Do it, and if we kill this woman, we're free!

"... that's clear defiance and take it, no problem, huh?

The girl also gets nervous when she sees the horseback riding peoples set up their own weapons. And the captain-like humans kicked the belly of the horse signaling that the horseback riding nations began to attack the girl at the same time.

"Yamane."

It was almost simultaneous for the girl to whisper so that she could only hear herself and throw a hand sword for throwing on her back (so called a song knife, so there is about 50cm across the blade). The motion was too quick and the momentum of the backsword was also amazing. About three people per horse are double-broken and the blade stabs the ground next to Kazas and stops.

"Hih, hih!

You won't be able to blame him if Kazas screams. The moment the girl thought she had moved, she had a back sword stabbed beside her.

But brave horseback riding nations who are slaughtered without flinching in such circumstances. Seeing it, the girl gently kicks the side of her horse and runs out to the side to get away from the horseback riding nation. So much so that the horseback riding peoples dressed up to chase the girl.

Alphilis, on the other hand, are already abandoned. Alphilis, freed by Utility, releases everyone one after the other. The barbarians no longer seemed to be able to afford to stand in the Alphilis.

"I need to join that kid!

"Oh, I'm outnumbered, no matter how much."

"You don't have to."

"Huh?"

Utility utterly denies the Alphilis attempting to join forces.

"So, but..."

"I'm telling you I need it. If she's as good as rumored, she'll kick around 30 people in no time."

"Yeah?"

"Well look at that. Maybe we'll see some good stuff."

Uti's face is a little excited to say so for some reason. And when I put my gaze back on the girl, the difference between the girl and the horseback riding nation is all open. The horseback riding nation is desperate to whip and kick the horse in the belly, but the girl hasn't even kicked the belly of the horse yet, and she looks cool and lets the horse run free. Apparently, horses perform very differently. And when I made sure the rear wasn't catching up, I switched backwards to the horse creeping. Keep the bow on your horse.

"Are you riding the horse backwards?

"How clever of you to let go of the reins and manipulate a horse"

"And you have three arrows at the same time, right?

I can't help but be surprised by Fenna. The girl releases three arrows simultaneously. The head of the group, including the captain, avoided this, but the follow-up was irreplaceable. And the horseback riding people who tried to beat that arrow down with their swords reflexively blew every sword, no, every human horse, and the pierced arrow blew even more successively. As a result, I've tailored about five people with three arrows. It is the arrow of the simultaneous destructive power of the catapult.

"What is that!?

"No way, just like Alfi, reinforced by the magic of the wind?

"Yeah, but I'm not as powerful as I am. Wow."

That's not all the stunning things about the Alphilis and the others. The horseback riding nations, who saw it as unfavourable to consolidate, deployed to the three sides, pushing them away from the two sides, and one squad went into a method of warfare blocking the path.

The girl who sees how it goes puts the weapon back from the bow and arrow to the back sword again, but there are only five back swords stabbed in the back. Everyone thought it was supposed to be used efficiently, but the girl faintly flaunted it on her mouth,

"F..."

And I laughed. It's like I know everything they think. Even though. At least that's how I saw it coming from the horseback riding people.

And first, she narrows her focus to one squad of pursuers, and the girl throws at all costs four of the remaining hand swords, two of which flew toward the horseback riding nation, but the other two flew away in an unexpected direction, one of which is irreplaceably badly wounded, but now the majority of which is successfully deflected. But the hand sword flew again from the direction of the unseen, along with the sound of the hum and the air slitting from the place where it was sent.

One of our squads was wiped out with its backsword. A dead horseback riding people won't even understand that they're dead. For it, the girl shrugged the first two and drove the enemy into a line. And Boomerang used his back sword to drop his enemy's neck in a row from behind. Of course, it should not be fortified by wind magic.

Collect three more hand swords back on hand, with four left. You didn't think it was a good idea, the rest of the squad you can chase will try to pack the distance rapidly, but the horses perform too differently. And the four remaining hand swords relegated relentlessly. Now everything is flying in the wrong direction. All the horseback riding peoples accidentally follow the whereabouts of that backsword with their eyes, but that is the trap of the girl, aiming for the moment when they were distracted for a moment, throwing round discs that could also be used instead of shields that had stabbed the backsword. The perimeter is polished like a blade and designed to be used as a throwing weapon itself. That disc strikes the chase of a horseback riding nation that has been guided by nature and almost one row with a backsword.

Whoever tried to prevent that blow with his sword was relentlessly decapitated of each sword. Those who barely sent are already seriously wounded, and there comes a backsword from all sides. Not long ago, 16 of the two squads in pursuit lost their lives.

Look at that. Wordless Alphilis and the others.

"Ugh."

"Shh, too much..."

"That's the way to fight..."

"(That's the caretaker of this prairie, isn't it? Other fairies said it was stronger than the Probable Warcraft, but I thought the story just got bigger anyway. But this is really strong. Is this strength just a human being?

Uti's thinking is also approximate, with only 10 ahead of him in one squad. But this time the throwing weapon is not in the girl's hands. The girl takes the spear she has on her back and flips the horse and sticks it straight into the squad from the front. The captain of the horseback riding nation also drives the horse to intercept it, but in front of the clash the girl shifted the direction of the horse to avoid contact. Sooner or later the squad slows down to reorient the horse, but a flash of light runs there. and at the same time one of the squads raised a blood splash (chisel) from his neck and fell off his horse.

horseback riding nations who don't know what happened for a moment, but it was obvious to those who watched from the side. Nothing, the girl just caught up from behind and cut it off. It was even quite a departure from common sense for a horseback riding nation to just barely have to slow down when a girl changes direction. The same goes for rider technology, but the horseback riding peoples didn't understand what it meant to be too different in horse performance.

Kill the other one even more similarly. Horse-riding peoples, who saw it and realized that it was unfavourable to move, circled each other with their backs, trying to intercept the girl, but now the girl sees it and ties a mark in her hand. It was already too late when the captain noticed the motion.

[Spirit who dwells in the atmosphere, come and gather and be a bullet, and let the bullet come and be a ball, and the atmosphere, and the passage of its balls. Show them the power of the Spirit over their heads.

Wind Cannon

A mass of wind so compressed that it can be visualized hits a horseback riding nation in a circle. Sounds like the Horse-riding Nation can use witchcraft, everyone prevents it with defensive witchcraft, but some are mortally wounded, and the surviving ones are also unbalanced by compressed chunks of wind and deprived of their sight.

"Guaah!"

"Whoa!

As the cries of the horseback riding peoples rise, the sound of the girl's horseshoe (hives) approaches. The captain was a whisperer, and tried to capture and slay the shadow of the horse of the rising soil smoke, but there was no appearance of the girl on the horse. At the same time that the captain noticed about it, he heard the hot pain running on his back and the screaming of his men's disconnected demons.

And as soon as he falls off the horse, the captain tries to get up and see what happened. But the moment he lay on his back, he had a girl's spear stabbed in his throat. You can no longer move your body, and confirming the whereabouts of your men can barely help you fight back. Still moving his left hand, he tries to throw a short knife in his hand when he falls, but the girl's horse relentlessly stepped on his left hand. And the girl's spear pulled out beside her without mercy. Blood splashes broke and some blood reached the girl's face, but the girl didn't even blink.

As the captain's eyes flipped and peeled off his white eyes, and when the girl realized that there was no longer anything to fight back, she rode her horse and walked gently toward the Alphilis and the others. The Alphilis stare at the sight as if they were watching actors in a play.

"(How... beautiful)"

That was Alphilis' untrue sentiment. Probably proud green hair is also red stained with blood. Because it's human blood, if it dries, it hardens quite a bit, and my hair becomes less snug in the wind, but it's as if I don't care, and Alphilis thinks it's beautiful to have a girl who walks her horse here without even trying to pluck the blood on her face. Sometimes seeing too many horrible sights paralyzed my sensibilities and I even felt beautiful, but maybe it was a feeling close to it too.

Continued