The Branded Female Fencer

"Weird?"

"Whoa, what the hell?

Sprayed on the ground were lumps of liquid and meat of some sort. That doesn't hold its original shape and I don't know what it is at first sight.

"Oh, wrong. Over here."

It was now the necks of the beasts that scattered from the bags that Doom threw further. The necks that rolled unconstitutionally to the ground all had careless and fearless eyes.

The elites of the servant beast man to the sight also held his mouth to make him nauseous.

"Ugh, guh."

"This guy!"

"Kid!"

At the same time, the beasts fade, but the boy calmly begins to explain.

"No, no, I turned it off a little bit by bit for the young Beast Man. It's not funny just to kill him, so I tortured him a little bit. I figured beasts and humans would feel pain and fear differently. By the way, you cry exactly the same way. Some people said 'mother', but some people cried 'Master Roch'. Around a lot of guys calling superiors, is that a little different from humans? Well, not a big difference.

But when I came with you around that time, I was flying military councils and directions so hard, I was crying for your help, leaving the recruits alone. This is terrible - shouldn't you guys quit following a superior officer like this?

Seeing the boy laughing shards as he spoke in a slightly frightened manner, the beasts jumped at the same time, but stopped moving as everyone was frightened by the killing spraying out of Roch.

"You..."

"What? Did you get angry? When it comes to beasts with vulgar brains, it's only for one person to get angry."

Seeing a boy laughing with his belly, Vargo screams unexpectedly.

"Yabe, everyone run! Roch is gonna be beautiful!!

"Die."

The cry of Vargo and the sinking voice of Roch were almost simultaneous. But those who knew the circumstances followed the scene at the same time, but those who did not were also blown away by something and forced to retreat.

"Damn, Roch's guy's pretty. Evacuate, evacuate!

Vargo takes the lead and screams, urging him to retreat. But there was no need for it, and the surroundings were exposed to tornado-like shocks. And put it in battle. Vargo, who most hates retreating, except in this case.

Once upon a time, Vargo had fought only once with a seriously angry Roch. By then they weren't even general of Gruzaldo yet, but Virgo still remembered that he was beaten on the one hand. It was only a complete coincidence that his fist, which had turned out to have won because it happened to capture Roch's dovetail. Roch's genuine movement is not the speed at which he can be caught even with the eyes of the Beast Man. That's why they call it 'Divine Speed' Roch.

Once there was a beast man of a woman with the speed to chase to that divine speed, but I heard she was mercenarizing casually somewhere by stopping gruzzards. Therefore none can capture the motion of Roch, even within Gruzard.

And that Roch was just about to unlock his fighting abilities right now.

"Disappear... pussy!

The boy was suddenly punched in the face and blown away. Trying to turn the universe backwards as it is, but now he is beaten from behind and forced to wake up.

"Defense, in time..."

The boy was not even allowed to fall, and he continued to be unilaterally beaten on the spot. It's like you're dancing too.

"(More than evil spirits, thoughts, ri... fast hitting, shooting and haha!

There were countless remnants of Roch around the boy. Before I understood which one was the main body or something, I couldn't even afford to fight back at the boy.

And Roch tries to push him into the form he's best at, in order to keep him at bay.

"Regret is in the afterlife!

The moment Roch tried to hit the boy with a blow on his weight, Roch felt another killer and flew off the scene. Then the ground on which Roch had been before was snagged like it had been crushed even with some big hammer at the same time.

"Hmm?"

"Doom abuse, no. I'm the only one who can do it."

"I don't know about that, either."

Soon before the boy stood a girl dressed in red. To its ominous appearance, Roch does not roar or try to fly.

"(This guy... sucks)"

"Doom, let's go. Time."

"Oh, will it be that much already? Then you can't help it."

The boy takes the girl's hand and wriggles back at her heels. Look at that, other beasts can roar.

"Running away!?

"Bad people, say strategic retreat. And the main dish for you is coming up."

"What?"

The moment the beast man heard back, the hustle and bustle of battle rose with the fireman from the formation closest to Tragaslon. And when the distracted beasts looked back at the boys for a moment, there was no more appearance of the boy there.

"What the hell..."

"Report the situation!

Quickly returning calmly, Roch quickly skips the transmission. But at the same time as his instructions, a decree had already come from the fire men.

"I say! It's an enemy attack!"

"I know that! Number and situation!

"Yes!

To a more frustrating Roch than usual, the decree answers with a little surprise.

"Large warcraft, no. Many demons. He suddenly appeared!

"Suddenly? Do you have such a stupid story!

"No, really all of a sudden... humans have morphed into demons!

"What!? Tell me more! Are there any mistakes in that report!?

"Yes!

The decree starts to speak frighteningly, but accurately.

"At first, a human being followed by a horse has been driven here. I thought something was wrong and we were suspicious, but for now, the people we caught were in strange shape, and suddenly I thought they were starting to suffer, and my body was deformed..."

"You mean you've become a demon?

"Yes, it's incredible, though"

Even while Roch is troubled by the word, the next decree pops into his presence.

"I say!

"Now what!?

"The Traguslon army has stormed! Those tens of thousands, they will attack you more than the three parties!

"At this time!

"This guy..."

The servant Vargo also looked difficult. It means that the situation is not so good.

"It's Roch."

"I know! I retreat while protecting Princess Woolal. There will probably be some downward momentum behind it."

"I guess. I'll take care of it."

"Please."

That's all in exchange, Roch and Vargo turn their backs on each other and run to skip the instructions. Doom and Osiria watching that from the air.

"The planting is done, isn't it? Osiria."

"Yeah, it won't get wet"

"Fine then. Just like the operation."

Doom laughs lightly.

"I was wondering if this would help them fight too for a while?

"Right. Something that's not funny with Gruzaldo's win as it is"

"It seems that it was too easy in Zamwed to be suitable for collecting data for that 'Berserker'. But if this is going to bring results to Gruzaldo's opponents, then Berserker will have to use more than once."

Doom laughs with pleasure. Osiria also agreed with him by gently raising the edge of his mouth again.

"And Anomaly comes up with something interesting, too. Because demon king production is costly and laborious, I can't believe you're making a substance that transforms humans into demon kings as they are."

"But life expectancy is short"

"Well, it only lasts roughly a day. But in the meantime, I'll kill 100 people. If you die on it, it will collapse, so there will be no evidence left. I don't know if he's going to solve the longevity problem."

"Then this world will be more fun."

"Oh, I don't know if that day will come soon... but by then, I might make the world interesting."

Doom and Osiria laughed with pleasure, and as Osiria twisted her neck 180 degrees as she turned her hand from behind Doom, she kissed and left the scene as it was.

By that time, the line had infiltrated the Royal Castle of Krums, which was in Seimlid. The royal castle of Krums is a beautiful royal castle so concerned with the landscape that it is also known as' Blossom Garden '. The flowers, even decorated on the watchtower, as can be seen from the exterior, entertained the eyes of the people, while being the royal castle that was supposed to be strict. Inside, gardens of all seasons are created to entertain not only royalty, but also guests and servants. The water flowing from the fountain reaches all over the castle using stretched waterways. The beautiful landscape also helps to recruit personnel to serve in the Royal Palace, and the fact that Krums, who have no power over it, are in the middle of the middle of the Middle Plains and have not yet perished is probably due to the kind of detailed consideration that is admired by the general public in this way.

But this beautiful royal castle is also a little desolate now. Mustard's investment in armaments like hot water is making them poorly maintained. The flowers on the walls withered, and the gardens were wide with weeds. And when the flowers blossomed, the twigs that made fun of the walls became colorful, but now that the flowers withered, they also appear calamitous. In the royal castle, which was becoming as if it were an abandoned emptiness, sentinel watches were also rare. Rhine went in casually wearing the armor of a Royal Castle soldier who had prepared the whores in advance, but he was able to infiltrate without any censorship.

"What a lookout. I just don't think I'm motivated."

"Totally."

It was the woman in service - a dance slave disguised as Unusual for her, she is dressed in long-length clothes in plain shades.

"You let me go undercover in such a disguise. I don't know about this. This could have been a frontal breakthrough."

"Not at all. Apparently, the castle's elite was already finely divided and assigned to each one near the border. They don't have a lot of power in this royal castle."

"Really? Why would you do that?"

"I don't know, didn't you even fear the revolt? This is where the problem starts. I'm sorry about the bowl to Mustard."

I shrug my shoulders like the line went off a little.

"But this castle is pretty big, isn't it? Where can I go to meet the king?

"I'm asking Rusty that, too. Over here."

That's how Rhine headed to the king with Dance Slave, drawing on his head a view of the castle, which was supposed to be an outside secret that Rusty was forced to ask.

Continued