The Branded Female Fencer

"What the hell are you going to do?

"What?

"I'm asking you how long you're going to stay at my father's mansion!

Without concealing his frustration, forgetting his consideration as a guest or his reluctance to the elderly, Ekla hit the alphilis with crude words. Did Alphilis expect it, or he snatched her words away.

"That's until I'm satisfied"

"When will you be satisfied?

"Come on? Personally, I'm almost there..."

"Say the exact days!

"Huh? I don't know about that."

Ekla finally exploded her eclampsia before a lazy alphilis. No, she has something that builds up, but it's a sudden event if it's an alphilis.

"Come on, even the cost of your stay doesn't make you stupid! My father can't afford rude hospitality to a stand-alone guest, but his real life is pure poverty and chastity, come through the doctrine of not wasting anything! The remuneration given by the state leaves only a minimum, and the rest is donated to ambulances, etc. The cost of entertaining you guys doesn't make you stupid, does it?

"It's a big mistake, too, you. It's Chancellor Hausen who decides that, not you. If that's what your father said, I'll listen to you too, but there's nothing convincing about that where you said it, it."

"My father won't tell me, so instead I'm telling you! There's no way you can tell your guests to leave!?

"Even more so, it's not a good idea for you to say 'instead'. You're gonna be representing your father, aren't you?

"Gu, only reason speaks often!

Ekla glanced at Alphilis with her teeth clenched. And when I pulled that dagger out of my waist by bundle, I slammed it straight into the alphilis. It is one of the manoeuvres of a duel.

"Duel!

"... are you serious?

"Naturally! If you win, stay here as long as you like! But if I win, get the hell out of here!

"I don't know what you don't like so much about me, but are you serious?

"Naturally. It's too late to let go of your noble life, you lowlife!

"... not that way."

As soon as I got there, I got a killer from Alphilis. While Alphilis noticed someone wandering this way from the shadows, he concentrated his consciousness on Ekla when he made sure that the person wouldn't move even if he was murderous.

Ekla, admired by the alphilis, blued that the atmosphere of her relative swordsman had completely changed.

"You mean it. The word" duel "means you can't complain about me slashing you to death on this occasion. You know?"

"Hey... what?

"Don't resent me for dying, right? I'll do whatever I can."

Alphilis pulls out his sword. Remegate has left it in Arnelia this time, but this is the sword of the Fender silver property that Miriazar sent to Alphilis as an arrangement. Lighter and sharper than the sword I've ever used. It was gear suitable for Alphilis, a woman who could not strike and crack, but who was a powerless, albeit significant, woman.

And to the words of Alphilis, Ekla blushes once again and gets angry.

He said, "What are you doing? Don't lick me! I'm the Knights, but I can't lose..."

"Are you serious about that?

To Ekla's words, Alphilis' expression changes. That was always the expression of Rakuten's Alphilis, who uncommonly revealed his anger. Ekla unexpectedly blues again at the look far from the usual nagging image of Alphilis.

In a voice that conceived anger from Alphilis to that ecla, he was provoked.

"Call me, lady. I'll tell you how you don't know who you are."

"Ugh... wow!

Ekla went slashing at her with a growl, as she swung away the pressure of the Alphilis.

"Uh-uh."

"Do you still want to? Lady."

After a while. Naturally, there was a crawling ecla there and an alphilis that looked down on it. Alphilis was putting a foot payment on it, or taking it with his small hand and throwing it away, even though it was coming at Ekla. But Ekra also has only one gut, or reckless. No matter how many times she was splattered crawling to the ground, she stood up and headed for Alphilis.

And Alphilis, who at first only threw Ekla away, also step-by-step strengthens his hand in the attack. At first he added or subtracted it to fall off his back, but gradually left it thrown, or he added himself, and earlier he finally had a blow to the dovetail. So it is now that Ekla is nodding on the spot.

Still, it should be noted that no light is lost from Ekla's eyes.

"Not yet... not yet!

"You really don't know. I have no choice."

As Alphilis stepped through his arm with the stand-up Ekla sword, Ekla screamed, "Bye." A large alphilis stepped on his arm without a trace. The small Ekla's arm was broken. And it was not long before the broken hand was sheltered, that Alphilis kicked up his dovetail, this time. It was an ecra that refluxed the contents of his stomach, but before that he was slapped by an arch in the courtyard with a shock that didn't take his cheeks off. It was with his left hand, equipped with a small hand, that Alphilis rolled out his back fist.

But before Ekra could think about what had happened to her, she was stricken by a fierce sense of vomiting and spitting out what she had eaten in the morning. And when Alphilis grabbed close to her with his constant breath, he grabbed the chest barn and forced him to wake up, and began to beat that face with his left hand relentlessly.

"Whoa, whoa."

Ekla screams like no other, but Alphilis doesn't condone it. Three, four degrees. Whether Ekla's nosebleeds, or a broken nose, handy, Alphilis did not condone it. Where Alphilis punched him, Ekla, completely out of his mind, began to shelter his face.

"also, already... yuuhi..."

At that moment, a hot pain ran on Ekla's cheek.

"Hih."

When Ekla touched her cheek, her hands had a sticky red blood on them. Alphilis slashed Ekla's cheek with a blade.

He was stared at close range by an alphilis equipped with a blade stained with blood, tears in Ekla's eyes, his knees laughing cuckoo. Ekla was now feeling life-threatening for the first time in her life. The bitter taste of the diarrhea tightens in your mouth and your nose bleeds to hold your breath. Honestly, it was all I could do because I tried not to divulge it. But I wasn't sure I'd endure it if he hit me again. In that case, Ekla would beg for her life without any more shame or outrage.

But did Alphilis not care that Ekla didn't say anything, this time with the blade attached, he set his aim on Ekla's face.

Continued