The Branded Female Fencer

From the cave taught by "The Dog," Elsa and Eliza enter the workshop about time. It was at first that it presented the appearance of a natural cave, but gradually the walls were processed into artifacts. The walls were gradually finishing and the floors were flattening again. I hope it's easy to walk, but only discomfort gets stronger and stronger the other way when it's too neat.

I thought it was narrower inside, but I've already walked 20 minutes, albeit on guard. Gradually the ceiling is getting higher so it's going to be time to go out into a big room, but if you're going to make all this stuff nevertheless, the size of the enemy probably far exceeds Elsa's expectations.

And it was a creepy cave. It's not so much about appearance. Asked only about the appearance, it was a normal cave, but the drifting air seemed to be raw and sticky to the body. Elsa remembers the illusion as if caressed by damp air.

"(Chi. Though I heard what the Demon King was like this time, it's not as loco as you'd imagine. Interpretation, imagination. Apparently, things aren't the same as before)"

Correct your preconceived notions as Elsa walks forward evil inside. Eliza, who was supposed to be avant-garde, was rearward because the impression after a while in the cave was more dangerous than I imagined. Otherwise, he was only careful of the magical trap, and Elsa was going to be thorough with the director because of Eliza's growth, but he might not be able to afford that this time.

At that time, I noticed a strange odor stuck to Elsa's nose. At the same time, he takes control of the rear Eliza by hand, glancing softly at his face from the bend. Apparently there's a big cavity. There are numerous signs of organisms inside, but when Elsa feels unwilling to kill for herself, she urges Eliza to head into the cavity.

But there is nothing in the cavity, and the signs of the creature can be felt further down. The cavity was at best about the size of a room in the Deep Green Palace, and it was cancerous with nothing.

"You're splitting the road... but what's this smell?

"It stinks of blood. Fighting is inevitable, apparently. So, left, middle, right. You decide which way to go, Eliza."

When Elsa urges Eliza, Eliza compares the three paths. The road in the middle is pretty big, the size I don't think people assumed they would go through. Even Cookdoo adults are likely to pass several at the same time. Largely the right and left are made with the idea of humans passing through, well.

"... let's go left"

"On what grounds?

Elsa inquires into Eliza's decision. Most of all Elsa had the same conclusion, but I wanted to know Eliza's thought circuit. Knowing the human thought circuit that deposits your back is important to increase your chances of survival at all.

Eliza also tends to be seen at times as blurry, but there is not even a few such things on the battlefield. Read what Elsa intends in an instant and answer instantly without precipitation.

"I think there's a hell of a thing on the right and front, I never want to move on. In contrast, the left doesn't feel that dangerous, and the strongest smell of blood again is the left. I was wondering if it was worth looking into."

"Is that a good idea?

"It's an investigation."

An instant answer, Eliza. Look at that face, Elsa nods.

"Fair enough. The most reliable person on the battlefield is your own quest. Anyway, if it's a mass battle, especially if it moves individually. I'm under the same impression this time, and I don't care, but I want grounds if you're going to move a lot in the future. Otherwise, it's hard to move a large army. Some of them don't just obey... look."

Elsa heads to the left road and crouches in. When I saw the part on the ground that Elsa pointed to, there was something like a scratch. Plus something just at your fingertips is stabbing you to the ground. When Eliza noticed it, Elsa stared at Eliza with a more complicated look.

"What do you think this is?

"Is this... a human nail?

"Right. That means there are people who have been drawn here. Apparently, you stuck to the ground enough to get your nails."

Eliza has no words, but Elsa didn't overlook that stern face turning a little blue. At the same time, it's a small stick that Elsa even put out before she entered the cave, drawing something on the ground.

"Dear Elsa, is that a white stick (chalk)?

"That's right. Well, it's specially made."

"So what?

To Eliza's question, Elsa returns with a pranky grin.

"Don't tell me now. But remember. If you find it impossible to move on, grab hold of me. All right?

Copy that.

"All right, I'm coming. Maybe there are survivors."

"Yes."

Elsa gets up and starts walking like nothing happened. A little late Eliza continued, but Eliza looked back once and looked once at the remaining scratch marks on the ground with those green eyes, then followed the scene.

Minutes to go further. Apparently there is no such thing as a trap at the moment, but by the time Elsa wondered about something too alert, the question was resolved.

"This is"

"It's huge."

It was a pretty big place there. The room was in the form of an exact cube, a space where about 500 soldiers were likely to be able to practice. But the two people who stepped inside the room lost their words to too many sights.

"Oh, my God..."

"Miserable..."

The room is lined with unconstructed beds, no, a number of operating tables. On top of that there are many creatures - so are humans, but dogs, horses, even warcraft and orcs inside. All of which have their bodies chopped to pieces, some of which are anchored in the air with something like chains anchored from walls. Some had a uniformly distressed look on their faces and were dead with an ugly, distorted look on their faces as if even the devil had seen them.

There are many tubes running on the ground of varying thicknesses and lengths, and they lead to organisms on the bed, but Elsa did not know what effect they were having. The other side of the tube is connected to a container containing some suspicious liquid.

There are also plenty of cages around, from things that are open to things that aren't. But what we have in common is that there's nothing in there. There are plenty of cages on the walls, but there seems to be something in there. No voice, but a breath specific to the beast, signs were felt.

Elsa and Eliza also knew that it was extremely dangerous to see this sight, but if you slip into a tiger hole, you don't get a tiger child. When the two nod at each other, they go into the room ready.

"Don't step on the tube. I'm left, you look right."

Copy that, sir.

Elsa and Eliza proceed with caution. But the two faces were already pale. I'm losing my complexion to Elsa, who's not surprised by the majority of things.

"(I'd like to see the face of the guy who did this experiment. I can assure you I'm definitely not on any decent nerves. Pleasure killers, rapists, cannibals, evil spirits possessed... crossed paths with all sorts of people, but compared to this, they're all child molesters. If you look at the faces of the dead people, you can see they chopped them up alive. That's all the number... and you must be doing it over and over again)"

The ground was already blackened after blood, as if to support that Elsa reasoning. Near the entrance to the room, the ground was as colorful as a wall and brown, so I guess the area where Elsa was walking now was discolored with blood. Even at the murder scene, this doesn't go in. Elsa's alertness was no longer at its highest.

Rather, Elsa thinks Eliza is often following in this choking smell of death. When Elsa sees how Eliza is doing properly, Eliza is following Elsa at a constant distance, keeping an alert perimeter. Your face is pale, but your emotions don't seem to interfere with it.

"(That's the Lazar family knight. Woman, but it's brilliant)"

Elsa gives praise in the heart. That's when Eliza stopped.

"Dear Elsa, give me that."

Eliza pointed to a woman connected to a cage placed on the ground. Unlike the other bodies, only she has no sign of teasing in experiments. But the fate was certain. Anyway, my stomach is eaten and torn.

But what was more unusual than that was that the woman was desperate with laughter. What the hell happened to this woman? Even now the woman who sank into that madness is going to laugh with her face up, Eliza holding her mouth unintentionally in imagination of the sight.

"Ugh..."

"If you throw up, do it elsewhere (approximately), Eliza. But this..."

Elsa examines the scar by the woman. The scar was peeled from the inside.

"Are you eaten and torn from the inside?

"Terrible..."

Something grabbing Eliza's wrist the moment she accidentally slipped back into Elsa's words and hit the operating table she met behind her.

"Hih."

"Help,..."

It was a man with his body cut open who was on the operating table. The heart is invisible, but the guts are round, even the brain. I already had no legs, and if I looked closely at my arms, they had been replaced by that of the Beast Man. A man grabbed Eliza's wrist weakly, but she never thought she was alive in that state, so she even stood up forgetting to wave it off. Rather, it's a big deal just because you didn't make a fuss.

But when the man tried to open his eyes, he finally exceeded the limits of Eliza's patience.

"Daughter... elma... help..."

In the eyes of a man who slowly opened his eyelids, there was nothing to be had; two cavities stare vaguely at those with Eliza. Unexpectedly Eliza screamed in its sucking darkness.

"Career!"

"Eliza!

Eliza, who hurriedly held her mouth from behind and instantly returned to me in the act, also stopped screaming, but it was already too late. You reacted to Eliza's screams, and the creatures on the operating table start making noise all at once.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Ouch - Ouch"

"Uh-oh."

"Yabu, Ofu"

We both froze to a sight that I don't even think of as the world. Make it Elsa, I did my best not to scream. I was just desperate not to lose my mind leading up to Eliza. In that condition, it might not have been impossible for two people to notice the footsteps that came into the room.

Continued