The Branded Female Fencer

"Well, I felt some signs of witchcraft."

Hidun arrives somewhat late in the place where Minar decided to fight earlier. He also understood the signs of the battle and stopped walking in this place. Even if not, when Minar passed the illusion that Hidun had planted earlier, Hidun was chased at full speed because he knew where he was going. In other words, even if Minar did nothing, Hidun had to stop at this branch again to see where Minar was going. Illusion, so to speak, serves as a double stop to an intruder's leg and a vigilance net.

Hidun's thoughts are very similar to Minar's. Another role for both of us. If one thing is different, Hidun is often thorough on the back, but unlike Minar's decision to thorough on the back and develop his abilities, Hidun's abilities were born into a leap. And for a long background, it is a man named Hidun who is generally superior to Minar. They felt similar air and perceived that their opponents were homogeneous. Otherwise, Hidun would not have been able to explain how his heart daunts in battle so much.

"(Kukukuk. Well, I wonder what trick that person did)"

Hidun giggles inside. He was unbridled, such as exaltation in battle, and whoever recognized him as an enemy only killed him without any emotion. But not today. Fighting the same kind of human being you can say is the first time. Hidun was excited about his opponent, who might also be described as a good enemy.

"(Earlier man, I chose to flee for nothing. The handiwork is also vivid. Perhaps you must behave in the assumption of quite a variety of circumstances. I like battles that make up for the lack of strength with my head. As I once was, there are unexpected human abilities there. Now, will that man show some glow)"

Hidun entertains but proceeds with caution. No matter how exalted he is, there is nothing like losing sight of himself in battle. Proceed calmly and carefully. Then would the Minar himself come out of one passage?

"Well, frontal battle and have you come? In the sense of unexpectedness."

Minar storms in while Hidun looks somewhat deliberately impressed. Minar, of course, remembers martial arts more than that.

"Look at me, don't you think I'm not good at fighting anymore?

Hidun single-handedly kicked Minar's spinning kick from the feint. Hidun did not move at all and was judging most of it with one hand, gently deflecting Minar's right positive fist, which is then rolled out, and also on the continuous attack of Minar, which is rolled out. That's all there is to melee technology.

"Huh, that's it"

Hidun shows room, but Minar launched a further series of attacks without even paying attention. When Hidun says it's time to attack him from himself, Minar takes off his robe and blocks Hidun's sight.

"Mm?"

Moments, Minar's magic attacked from close range over the robe. Hidun in no time to be engulfed in fire. Minar storms in to chase it further.

"Small."

As Minar's right poke, Hidun also rolled out the poke. Almost simultaneous blow. But Hidun's thrust is slightly faster, and he catches Minar.

Minar blowing up like a puppet with a broken thread. Hidun, who beat Minar with all his spirit, realizes that he feels strange.

"This!?

What I saw in Hidun's eyes was the sight of Minar changing into a tiny wood-building doll with a glimpse of him. Minar's actions continue further into the gap where Hidun doubted his eyes for a moment. By the time Hidun noticed signs of new sorcery, the following sorcery had already been activated:

Minar jumped out of the other branch, and now he used a slightly larger magic trick. The opposing Hidun is defenseless.

[Sharpen, sharpen, and become arrows that pierce my enemies to stop your time, [Shining Ice Arrow]

"Interesting. But not yet"

But Hidun took the sorcery almost head-on, without haste. A pair of magic walls that Hidun originally allowed to circle around his body shatter the arrows of ice. The only thing that reaches him is the shock wave created by the collision between the ice arrows and the magic barrier. Hidun's hair starts to shock.

"That's unusual. How powerful are you?"

Hidun, who prevented Minar from striking without strengthening his own fence, turns his contempt words to Minar. And when Hidun scratched his palm, he accumulated the blood flowing from it in his palm.

"I think that's a good idea for you. [I command my blood (servant) in the name of my master (Hidun). [Blood (Crimson) March (March)]"

As Hidun commanded his own blood, every drop of his blood rose one after another in the air at the size of his fist. And when it was thought that the clot of blood had solidified to make its own form smaller, it was as if they had struck the minar as if it were rubble (crushed). Minar pierced without even making it a myriad of spheres. But there's something wrong with that reaction. It's too irresistible.

"No way, this too?

It was Minar who suddenly exposed himself over the stiff Hidun. He went from the ceiling to stab a small knife in his head with a moment of stiffness after Hidun struck the magic. Yes, Minar hasn't hidden from the beginning on either of the two strands of road. He was stuck to the ceiling from the beginning.

The prospect was half successful. The knife hurt Hidun's head, but it wasn't as deep as I thought. Oddly enough, Hidun's head felt stiff. Too strong for a bone feel. Blood hasn't jumped out so much either. Minar squeaks when he sees Hidun with a knife pierced in his head.

"Hmm, you didn't stab me more than I thought. Has it reached the brain? That's a lot of stone."

"Naturally. With something like this..."

The moment Hidun was stabbed and tried to look back, he collapsed. See how it goes and Minar does it. Hidun is as immobile as he thought, staring at Minar for you.

"Ki, Sama. Poison."

"Naturally. My aim is to scratch your nails earlier. Everything is made for it. Rest assured, it is a fierce poison that will die without suffering. I can only count my fingers with both hands."

"I see... I see, I see."

"That's right. You saw two paths and assumed I was lurking either way. But it wasn't either. Both detached. You didn't seem to think that there were always countless options."

"Heh, heh... do it, don't"

Hidun laughed niggardly. But the grin was unnatural. It's not the way he laughs. What he laughed at was in itself unnatural to Minar.

Continued