The Branded Female Fencer

"Hold the arsenal!

"This one's occupied!

"About 100 more are approaching from the south!

"Turn two squadrons!

The castle was surrounded by the hustle and bustle of battle. But that's far from what it is.

The battle was almost one-sided. Although it was only at first that the army of the Ray fans took notice, when they realized that the enemy was too useless, this time the momentum gradually shifted.

"What the hell is going on?

Vrill's doubts are also particularly true. The enemy didn't feel motivated, no.

"It's like you're fighting an army of corpses."

"... right"

But the line that hammered him was thinking of something else. And I can't get a bad feeling about it.

"(Something, I'm here. There's a hell of a guy here)"

Line's instincts were warning him. His instincts around so many battlefields tell us that there are so many enemies here.

"(It's worse than the monster of a ruin I met Alphilis before... What the hell kind of guy?

"Line, look at me."

Vrill, who was beside him, pointed to a woman in a dress walking loosely through the battlefield. Decoration of a woman who is never gorgeous but shows more than that. And more importantly, the woman was beautiful.

Such a woman walked on the battlefield defenselessly, staring at all the soldiers around her. The woman bows politely, pinching the hem of the dress in front of a soldier who was nearby.

"Hello"

"... lady, this is a battlefield. Back off, I hope."

I guess soldiers are serious men. While I was a little in love with the woman, I responded politely, albeit on the battlefield. A woman who can't stand such a man.

"Oh, nice guy (one). When handled so politely..."

"Here, here! Do what?

"I'm in trouble. Because it's too nice."

The woman glances at the man's chest with her fingers.

'Cause I'm gonna want to kill you.'

At that moment, there was a big hole in the man's chest. At that moment, the line was reflexively lying on its head. Then, behind the line, the soldier's head blew out. It was an object that flew through the soldier's chest that blew the soldier's head behind him. I put him on the line, but as a result, that was bad.

"Oh? Oh. Is there someone who can see through my attacks?

Because Rhine has become interested in women.

"It's lovely. Ordinary humans finish that raw without knowing what they've done. You're a different swordsman, apparently."

A woman laughs with pleasure.

"I shouldn't, it's been too long since I fought and it's been fun. Might I have some more fun, me"

"Rhine, they're coming!

The whole body of the line was alarming without having to hear the Vrill who was beside him. This is the one that's been causing the tension since I came to this castle, this woman.

And the moment I realized it, the woman's face was in front of me.

"Come on, don't please me. Boy."

The woman's palm is pointed at the line. But also the line. He bounced something out of the woman's palm to the side with his sword. Something bounced off broke the arch of the garden and flew away in momentum. The woman smiled with real pleasure when she saw how it was going.

"Wow, wow! It's not the distance to engage, and even if you take it, you're supposed to make every sword decision! I can't believe I can't do either, I can't believe I'm playing that speed from side to side! You've been a picky swordsman for the last 100 years!

"What about him?

Rhine made the lateral payment, but the woman was already flying. But soon Vrill goes into pursuit.

"Let him go!

"Oh, womans run away when they try to catch them?

"Stop it, Vrill!

Rhine felt a bad feeling and stopped Vrill. But Vrill, who remembers in his arms, tries to jump into a woman's pocket just like Rhine. Don't even notice the opposite of the woman's arm.

"'If it only flies in a straight line, let it go'. You thought so, didn't you?

It was all too late when Vrill had fear. The last thing Vrill heard was a word the line shouted something. And what his eyes, rolling down to the ground, saw was his own body filled with holes in an instant.

The moment Vrill's body was filled with holes in an instant, the line came forward so that he could play. Not because I was exasperated when I saw my own death. Because he realized that the longer the battle, the more unfavourable it would be.

Thus, the line was a hit. The woman saw Vril as strong and buried him in an instant, ready to make some gaps. It takes the form of a line poking through the gap. A sword strike like the wind of the line without a hand hunts down the woman, but the woman continues to flicker as she disfights, and she has no deciding hand. When this happens, it's better to let him breathe first and lose.

"(Root racing!

"'Root Competition'. You thought so, didn't you?

Shortly after that word, a branch of a tree that turned into a spear from the ground approaches the line when a woman squeals something. The moment I imagined the line, which seemed inevitable timing, skewered both the surroundings and the woman, I lost him for a moment, everyone on the spot.

"Ha!?

"Sweet!"

A woman who flashes a sword cut up by a line that pops into her nose at an unlikely rate of reaction. But it was not entirely able to be removed, and the belly of the woman was cut up diagonally from the bottom. Blood splashes on a woman's white skin. And the woman didn't want to fly so fast that she didn't look like a graceful dress, and yet she looked like a velvet ape.

The cheer leaked from the surroundings unexpectedly in that moment of offense, and the woman saw the line for the first time with a serious look she couldn't afford.

"I see, you're a real strong man. I didn't know you were limiting speed until just now."

"That's what I'm talking about"

I answered the line so that I could afford it, but I regretted that my abdomen was unable to snap my neck with an earlier blow. The same way will not work twice against this powerful opponent.

And the woman smiles deeply.

"It's certainly the first prey in 100 years, or maybe more? Of course, I'm talking about 'not for humans'."

"I don't know what to say."

"Heh heh, you'll get emotional too. 'Cause if I stumbled on it somewhat, it was gonna go away, but it caught fire with me."

Kick up the sword that the soldier whose woman became the corpse at her feet had. The sword fitted perfectly into the woman's offered hand as she turned several times in the universe.

"It's a shame, it's a shame. What kills so many swordsmen? But how do we cook? From your hands? From your feet? Or do I get off my cock?

"Shut that filthy mouth, motherfucker"

"Oh, I'm a mercenary. Your mouth is just as dirty, isn't it?

"That's not true. Shut your mouth for another reason."

I twist my neck just because a woman was poked at the impression.

"Oh? What's that..."

"I just got close. I know, your mouth stinks, you. Chest shit is bad and I'm gonna throw up."

The ambient air also froze as the line spit on the ground with extraordinary evil. In this situation, Rhine still provoked the opponent. From the woman's face, the laughter disappears like a tide.

"... I've made up my mind. You'll feed the worms alive."

"Huh, is that your worst idea? If that's what you think, you think I'm freaking out!

"You should try to get eaten slowly by bugs while you're alive. Because any resilient creature screams and begs forgiveness while drooling manure"

A woman now fishes the edge of her mouth with an ominous laugh. For that ominousness, Rhine pointed his sword at a woman, even though she felt something cold in her spine.

Continued