The Branded Female Fencer

Name: Line (not real name)

Age: 26

Height/Weight/Appearance: 182cm, 78kg, brown eyes on brown hair

Occupation: Swordsman

Favorite Things: Nice Woman, Liquor, Goof Things to Do

Disliked Things: Preachy Woman, Kid, Trouble

Single Name: Me

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He was originally a professional soldier. A certain circumstance makes me chase the country, and I run away. I became a mercenary as it was. Though she is thought to be a little dirty for stretching her hair and beard, she also has a disguise.

Mercenaries are not really active either because they wish they could live that day. There are circumstances that make it more difficult if you become famous. Though it seems to be quite skilled by nature, few have noticed it, and that is no exception to Alphilis. But the requests he intertwines have a high success rate, and almost no one dies, which is actually trusted by fellow mercenaries, who are also treasured by the Alliance, making them a bit well-known in the mercenary neighborhood. As far as he is concerned, he has been asked to roll around so that his name does not sell too much.

Alphilis and I got to know each other at the request of a certain bandit conquest, but I couldn't leave Alphilis dangerously alone, somewhat as I watched with caution. That was nothing limited to Alphilis, and I rather tried to see how the newcomers were doing, but Alphilis mistook me for a pervert and I still am (most responsible for the line).

Then Alphilis and I became friends with each other in bad shape whenever we met face to face, but the line is also regarded by fellow mercenaries as a young man who is similar or closer together because he also has a younger part than he looks.

Sharper than he looks, and with parts of him that are emotionally or righteously strong, he approaches the core of things unknowingly as he wanders the nations, and because of that he gets caught up in all sorts of troubles.

Name: Dance Slave (Dancer)

Age: Approximately 800

Height/Weight/Three Size/Appearance: 168cm, 55kg, 88/56/86, dark hair and black eyes about midway between shoulders and hips. The outfit is quite remarkable, like a dancer or a hooker. By the way, originally "no," but I've been careful since the line told me to.

Occupation: Demon Sword

Favorite Things: Talking to People, Children, Alcohol, Dancing

Things I hate: irresponsible people, weak willed people

One name: I

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A being once feared as a demon sword. The tip of being forced to transfer with metamorphosis magic by a sorcerer who feared the danger happened to be the same space as Osiria. Not much chance to describe it as a coincidence, but it is thought that the dance slave at the time was a huge mass of malice and killing, attracted because Osiria and the wavelength fit.

Originally a sword made by Sara Forge, where the will dwelled. Neither does he know why he has been able to humanize it, but it is thought that the will lived like ninety-nine gods because Forge treated him so dearly from generation to generation.

When she woke up, her surroundings were very surprised, but the forge of time raised her like a real daughter because she was not blessed with children. And blessed with a kind family, Dance Slave had a calm day.

But when the blacksmith's workshop is attacked by demons, she awakens her power as a demon sword. With that power, Forge repelled the demon, but realized her usefulness, Forge himself decides to take the sword and stand up to defeat the demon.

I honestly disagreed with Dance Slave, but I couldn't say strongly about Forge, the front that raised me. The reason why the blacksmiths train their weapons was because they wanted to tell a little more humans how to survive, and if they had power, it was their desire to defeat demons and go around. And by going around the country, he and his wife gave him an English name as a brave man, but as she imagined, there were limits in them where the original was ordinary. So much less. They die in the midst of a battle with demons, and the dance slaves who have become alone will live in the midst of people all over the city.

But like Miranda, she doesn't change her appearance again, and doesn't even need a meal, she gradually loses her place in the human race. And she began to live in hiding so that no one could find her in the woods.

And years go by, and I meet a woman who is the second owner. The woman was a stray swordsman and quite skilled. Women become best friends with dance slaves, but women vibrate dance swives for their revenge, and although they ultimately serve their purpose, they become obsolete in the recoil of overusing dance slaves, spreading their lives young. And Dance Slave has been alone again.

Years went by, and the next owner was a man. This man was an exceptionally armed man, but at the same time he was very cruel and demanded that the dance slave be a sword and at the same time a woman. Since it is her destiny as the Devil's Sword that is absolute obedience to the Master's orders, she had to obey the man's orders, even though she hated them wholeheartedly.

The man was credited and named as a brave man, but at the same time in the midst of the battle he was accused of being as atrocious as people had changed. But he blamed the dance slave for it and pushed all the blame by calling her the Devil's Sword.

But the man's attitude gradually becomes invisible and transgressive, and eventually he is resented by people and killed by the hand of the human who took the dance slave.

I don't even remember dancing slaves very well what happened from there. Many men shook her, defeated her enemies, and those who shook her also died, and her notoriety grew each time. "Demon Sword," "Cursed Sword," "Sword that brings ruin to the owner". No one was responsible to her as one name, but the surroundings didn't understand it that way.

In that she stopped thinking. Talking to humans didn't seem to matter to me. When the dance slave cuts something, he feels the meat all over his body. The battle was nothing but painful for her, who was raised to be sword but roots kind to her heart.

And it's been sealed for hundreds of years - too many years to stop thinking. The comically flowing time, which had nothing to do, again gave her an opportunity to think. That's when it was the line that showed up in front of me. She was desperate to shake herself as the Devil's Sword again, but she became interested in lines like "I don't need you" and decided to follow him.

No one knows where the adventure with him is going.

Name: Kazas-Lowe Torrentisk

Age: 18

Height/Weight/Appearance: 162cm, 56kg, short brown hair (cut for % and boy) - Eyeglasses on eyes

Occupation: Scholar (archaeology, geology, geography, astronomy, physics, etc.)

Favorite Things: Travel, Academics, The Wise

Things I hate: wasted, retarded, those who don't strive

Single name: Me

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He comes from a poor family. His father was an official, but he was tailored to the mastermind of a corruption case and committed suicide when he was 9. My mother was sick at that time and was in the care of an Arnelian church nursing home, but he died of an epidemic disease when he was 14. Without brothers since, he has been heavenly lonely and lives on his own for all his livelihoods.

He was not originally in a position to attend an academy, but used scholarships to do his academics. He did his schooling as recommended by his father because he was not confident in his arm's strength, but he had already completed a general education course before his father's death (usually ending at the age of 13-15) and was in a position to study specialized courses in the flying class.

However, in order to continue securing scholarships, his grades must always be chief, and since he would be able to earn his own money as soon as possible, he spared no time while sleeping to immerse himself in academia and continue to publish papers. Such a life deprived him of room in his heart and made him lose his youthful sensibilities. But for what it's worth, he was given the position of professor at the age of 14, and the stamp duty on publications based on the results of his research has been combined to earn enough steady income to make quite a living without having to work anymore.

But on the contrary, having lost half of his life's goals, he began to go on a field trip to the ruins in what he called a journey. It also seemed to go to make up for what was missing in him, and maybe he was trying to fill the gap in his heart with a journey. In the process, Kazas meets the Alphilis, but this encounter will also become of great significance to him.

It should be noted that I am more intrigued by Nia now than I am by academics. According to Uty's interview, "I want to solve that mystery as to why a woman fighting on the battlefield can retain her cute personality like that".

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