The Branded Female Fencer

The poison used by Minar is like stopping muscle contractions. In other words, it is a poison that results in death by disabling the movement of the heart. But Hidun laughed when he was poisoned. This was a funny story.

"(Is the poison weak? Just in case)"

Minar went to stab Hidun even more, this time for a soft throat. But Minar's knife was stunning.

"Huh?"

"Heh, heh, heh. It's wet, you too!

Hidun begins to rise, even though he is at ease. Minar unexpectedly went to stab the steeple and muggly soft spot of the human body with a small knife in a row. But all of it was begun by Hidun.

And where Minar's knife was missing, he stopped the attack.

"Who the hell are you? No, what's that magic?

Minar's question was out of pure curiosity. He never succumbed to Hidun, but he had to ask even his less questionable opponents in battle. I didn't expect a clear answer, no matter what. But the nature of Minar himself made it so.

In contrast, Hidun also answered his question. I never wanted to be proud of my abilities. But I guess something in him sympathizes with Minar. Hidun was not long a rap.

"It doesn't matter what I am, and I don't want to touch it. But you can do some tips about my magic. My magic means' smelting magic 'if you classify it"

"Smelting magic. What do you mean, smell it?... Hey, no way, you."

Minar looked sinister. To his expression, a satisfying Hidun.

"Hehe, you are still smart and smart. Looks like you got your answer."

"Probably. Strength unsuitable for your physique, agility, skin hardness, plus resistance to poison. No, it would be more appropriate to say speed of detoxification. Are you strengthening yourself with magic?"

"Exactly"

Hidun flipped his robe just to his satisfaction. His body underneath was glowing black. No, even more black to tea, and gray. Its properties were changing from iron to copper to rock. It's also fast.

Minar drips cold sweat as he sees how it goes.

"He's much scarier than I thought. That magic equals magic, depending on how you use it."

"Right. But it was only by chance that I intended to use this sorcery. I used to never like anything about myself. I was very halfway through my ability to resemble my mother, who was a human being, whilst drawing the blood of a race called Blood Vampire Species. Life expectancy is longer than that of a man, and his muscle strength and magic are less than half that of a lined blood-sucking species. I was not a human being, nor a blood-sucking species, and I was the object of persecution from both races.

That's why I thought. If I can't, I just need to be something else. I desperately repeated my research for that. For the time being, until you belong to the Magic Church, you'll be thorough with what they call a law of the sea. And I found it. Sorcery that suits me best. Yes, if you can't stay, you just have to make yourself the way you want from the start. "

"Well, that's the magic that trains humans."

Minar exhaled heavily. Smelting witchcraft is a witchcraft that is also considered particularly difficult to handle in the church of witchcraft. In simple objects, the composition is changed from where the material is present. For example, making swords from falling. But when it comes to advanced things, it also makes it possible to make new elements out of nowhere. Secrets passed down to the Fenna clan are like that. But if you make a mistake, the danger of breaking the balance of the world itself. Pregnant sorcery was sealed in darkness by the hands of the sorcerers themselves, mainly the Magic Church, in history.

What Hidun specializes in is the biggest contraindication of all. The humans of the Magic Church, who thought that it might be possible to create humans if pursued, sealed their existence with their own hands. Not even with Hidun's ability to reach that point, but it's probably the extreme you'll reach sooner or later. In the current magic church, it is so contraindicated that it is subject to annihilation even if it is simply attempted to be used. Minar, who went into and out of the Magic Church, was also something he knew in various explorations.

"Well, then there's roughly a point to be made. Accurate movement that has captured my use demon, strength and agility to the point of abnormality, skin firmness. I guess the same goes for detoxification. But how could you have captured me?

"Infiltration, lurking is something I'm good at too. If you are good at what you do, it is only natural that you should prepare a response to them. Light sensing, temperature sensing, acoustic sensing. So far there is no magic that can escape all of them. You didn't even know that?

Knock, and Hidun mocks Minar. The opposing Minar did not change his expression and stared at Hidun. I can't afford to laugh at Minar. Because the opponent was higher in both direct and indirect battles, such as infiltration. Of course Minar still has the means to fight. But when I compared my abilities to the supposed abilities of my opponent, I found that I had a very weak winner. Because they are similar to themselves, Minar has a clearer idea.

At this point, Minar had to make one decision.

"(You can no longer go home safely. At least we have to avoid the worst)"

As someone who stands on top, Minar always fights assuming the worst. This time, the best case scenario is to be able to expose all the opponent's workshop and secure the means of destruction. The worst thing for him is that the means to destroy the workshop are stupid, they can't even locate it, and they get caught and used to negotiate. I have told Miriazal that if anything happened, she would not have thought she existed from the beginning, and I have the confidence that she would have done so without telling me. But what Minar truly fears is that Miriazal doesn't hesitate to cut himself off for a moment, so he can get lost in his decision or that Miriazal's heartbreaking gap can be fatal.

So he was in a position in Arnelianism where he could fully desire the status and honor of Archbishop, yet he had no close friends and acted with only a few of his men. Because I thought it was easier to be around when something happened to me. Instead, he advised Miriazal many times that it was a failure for Miriazal to put himself in the Archbishop. But every time she...

"(It's a minar. Don't make too many fools of the people around you. Then you will need a cauldron. And even if you don't raise it, you'll soon grow up on your own just to be Archbishop. You're a good example, even if you're not aware of it. Including those points, the eagle set up the archbishop. Well, to tell you the truth, I'd like to see you in trouble. Ha ha!

It was also frightened by Miriazal's running away, but Minar couldn't believe he was the right person for the example. Still, if you've been archbishop for years, you can't be completely unrelated to others. Minar continued to hang out with people, reluctantly.

One day Minar saw an unusual Sister. Her hair was blurred and she had an unpleasant sharp eye on her body. Not a clear Sister, but a woman named Sekiyama whose town chimps. Minar remembers laughing all the time about how she didn't look good in her Sister clothes. When I actually looked at the woman's background, it was that she was really a town chimp until a little while ago. It just seemed like a guiding chimp for a long time, but it meant I brought him together in Miriazal's eyes. Minar was also a little concerned if it was suitable for Miriazal's glasses.

Then somehow he became unconsciously mindful of Sister, who stood out in that minar. But I didn't do anything about it, and the Sister cleaned up one difficult question after another with her own hands. The sharp eye light remains intact, but the aggressive light disappears from its eyes. By the time a certain time stood, she had undergone a transformation into a splendid Sister who even combines beauty. All that remained was the glow of my eyes. That's when Minar kind of thought about it. I thought I'd turn my own cauldron into this woman. Apparently the Sister's name was Elsa.

Continued