The Branded Female Fencer

First I climbed up the hill so my vision would work. At that moment, a giant wall of flames went across my eyes. I lay down unexpectedly and concealed myself, but the wall of flames approached the man who would continue to resist the earlier dark serpent. The cry of his severed demon is absorbed in the flames.

I saw where the flames came from. There are still two men and one woman there trying to fight. Besides, it was a young girl still surrounded by them. But the moment I saw the girl, my eyes nailed.

"What, that's..."

I was whining unexpectedly. I recognize myself as a calm person. No, I might say it's untouched. I have never been disturbed in my thoughts, whether I talk to a dragon or not, I try to strike the Demon King by surprise. Some would have been taught that keeping calm is the foundation of witchcraft.

But the sight in front of me was too unusual. That is the same for the conquest forces, which are clearly seen to be upset. You'll see how the elements converge in your hands. So what was the anomaly?

"Captain, what the hell is that!

"I don't know! Don't ask me!!

"He said the color of his hair changes!?

Hair color change. That's natural if you have strong magic. Such a person is enough to sweep and throw away in the Magic Church. But the girl in front of her changes her hair color to the next color as she sees it. Black to red. Red to blue. And go green. A change not only to make a dark change, but also to a complete different color. This showed that her nature was switching in seconds.

How many colors are there? I think there were eight colors just to look at, but the girl at the time giggled with a tickle as we were blinded, including the Conquest Squad.

"Are you in a hurry, you guys?

The girl's voice somehow reaches me on the hill. I guess she speaks directly in a way close to reading (telepathy). This is proof that you are in magical contact with us by force. Normally it's only a craftsmanship with mutual agreement, but she will have contaminated our magic in an instant.

"Humans are brittle."

When the girl pointed her palm up, a thunderball was formed there twice the size of the girl. To the fact that we deal with so much sorcery without chanting, the Consolidation Corps.

"Hey, I might be paralyzed"

When the girl unleashes a thunderball, a conquest unit returning to me moves into evasive action. And they were supposed to be stunning, but when the thunderball stopped moving along the way, they chased one of them and started moving.

"No, if you run away so much. You don't hit it. Or do you want to sneak around?

Girl, let's go. A woman from the conquest unit began approaching the girl as the thunderball chased the man. Running in the wind, she wondered if the girl chanted in time, but the girl manipulated the grass growing at her feet to show it without chanting. The moment the rapidly stretched grass wrapped around the woman and restrained her movement,

"Burn it down, deep red (Crimson) flash (Ray)!

Several hotlines stretch from the tip of a woman's hand towards the girl. The woman had already finished her chant while running. Get as close as you can to the girl, a blow ready to strike. But...

"Wind, block."

The girl bewitched. No, it's not chanting. It's like I just ordered the wind. But the wind instantly converged between the girl and the woman, twisting all the hotlines. That's not all. When the girl saw the desperate woman's face and snapped her neck, she grabbed the hotline in her hand.

"Ugh, warm"

At that moment, as the hotline swelled many times its original thickness, it burned down in an instant the man who had radically changed its direction and had escaped the thunderball. Thunderballs strike directly at all the pursuits there.

"Bonnard!"

"Daughter!

A captain-like man was jumping from behind a girl who looked at a grilled man satisfactorily. Magic of a different attribute is constructed in both hands. It's a double chant. I'm pretty sure he's a pretty high magician.

However, it was too late to notice that the girl's hair had changed from red to blue, which was close to white. The girl turned her back and whined "pierced," as several blades of ice appeared behind the man pierced the man's body unbroken. It is also the two hands that made up the sorcery.

"Stupid, deploying magic in a space of nothing, etc..."

The man was fixed as if he had been stunned by an ice blade with a stunned look. I can't help it. Magic occurs from your hands. At least that's what the man taught at the Magic Church.

But when the girl glanced behind her back, she looked bored.

"Too bad. Your desperation, it won't arrive."

"... yeah, I guess?

The man laughed, distorting the edge of his mouth as he threw blood out of his mouth. As I was sure of my victory. And the black sphere is spewed out of the man's mouth.

She was a decent girl who didn't know for a moment, but shortly afterwards, the black sphere exploded. I see, the black sphere is an explosive, and how a girl stepped in that she couldn't prevent an attack without witchcraft from excelling in witchcraft. It is an attack with a completely conflicting premise.

And the man was utterly desperate as a result of the blast, and all that remained was a woman. The woman is released from the magic of the grass and approaches the man.

"Captain! Captain Clemmel!

Naturally, a man doesn't respond to a woman's voice. It was obvious that it had already expired, but the woman was attached to the man. I think he may have been a lover for a moment, but it's inexplicable. When I saw the end of the man, I let his hands form over his belly, a woman who meditated quietly for a moment, but it shouldn't have? When the woman wondered if the ground had softened all the time, the ground suddenly began to sink.

"Ko, what's this?

"Cremation's next, right? Or maybe a bird burial or a bug burial would have been nice."

Ahead the woman looked back, the girl stood intact. The woman tries to fight back, but her hands were already buried on the ground.

"Hey, why are you alive!

"Metastasis. Isn't that easy?

"Stupid, there shouldn't have been time for magic to converge!

"You don't have to converge witchcraft. Just one word, I command you."

"No, then it's like..."

The woman's words were never spinned to the end. She had a look of despair. Because she was swallowed up on the ground, as it were. And when the girl finished the fight, she began to repair the rough land with sorcery. As if to fill a missing paint with paint, the girl restores the land to normal when she soothes. And not long ago, the earth was beautifully restored, as nowhere could you tell, such as the claw marks of battle.

"Well, and"

The squeaky girl disappears. At that moment, I made up my mind.

"Uncle, do you want to play with me?

"I'd love to forgive you if I could, but aren't you willing to let me get away with it?

In the front of me standing up, a girl stood smiling. I guess I used short range metastases once again. Short-range metastases are theoretically possible, but what about easy use? I suppose the magic church forbade the use and even the research.

I took a big, deep breath to keep the girl from drinking. But if I didn't, the girl in front of me was going to drink me. In the prairie, I feel more pressure than when I was surrounded by a herd of Giganotosaurs. She's a horrible daughter.

"Let's hear your name, daughter"

"Oh, are you dictating?

"Don't tear it up. This is a lifeline."

"It has to be when a man dictates a woman. Well, fine, I'll tell you. I'm called by Alphilis and the surroundings."

The girl giggled and laughed, talking about herself like any other HR.

Continued