The Branded Female Fencer

"Rhine has been training for several years under that diore. It sounds like hell of a special training. But the only thing that stood up to that torture was the line in Alexandria's long history."

Miriazal said Lisa ahead of what she wanted to hear. Lisa made it seem a little boring, but the story seemed more or less swallowed up.

"So? Is there anything ahead?

"No, I don't know the details yet. The demands from the eagles..."

"I know. Maybe the line could have had an assassin pointed at it, but that's unlikely. But just in case, I want one of the mercenaries to know what's going on. Is that so?"

"... you're still too conjectural to be cute. To Jake."

"I don't hate you. That can't be more than the sun falling down."

Lisa ran out of words, so Miriazal said the following words in her mouth. Even if I say anything more, he says they're just gonna slash me. Miriazal secretly thought that Lisa could beat Aurangebull.

But was it good to have a mouthful? I couldn't help but forget about the conversation I had with Lisa, but I remember what Miriazal wanted to say.

"Oh, there are other requirements. It's not the medicine Miranda asked for."

"Did you do it?

"Unique. But Miranda said she couldn't recommend it. That's what I'm saying."

"I know. Lisa, why do you like it and ask for it?"

"Then why?"

Miriazar asks as she hands Lisa a a small bag. Lisa also received the bag again and grabbed it looking important.

"To be honest, Lisa doesn't like fighting. But if it's an inevitable battle to live, I'm not going to run either. Even more so if the threat extends to the little ones and friends. And Lisa doesn't even like to be stuck on her feet."

"Can I rely on foreign law?"

"What more should we be afraid of now, such as foreign law? Lisa is fine with the presence of shade. Because Jake and Alphilis are sure to take the glowing path ahead. I want to be the shadow that supports them. For that reason, Lisa is prepared not to care about any stigma. Because what I want is already in this hand."

Lisa's eyes had no strays. Miriazal was finally regaining her Rin majesty as she looked into its eyes.

"I don't have a choice. Then stick to the usage and dosage. The recoil can only be suppressed because it is Miranda, but the capacity has been reduced considering the side effects. Well, if you need anything, you can count on me. Even now, healing magic is one of the best in the continent."

"Thank God. But I trust Miranda around here."

"Uh-huh. There's one from that eagle."

Miriazal coughs one up.

"Oodle eyes, you might be able to heal"

"... what? No, but..."

"But there's no snagging. Wow. I'm not talking about the sight of the eagle. Let me see. No."

Miliazar slightly walked over to Lisa and caught Lisa's face slightly bewildered by mobilization and began to touch around her eyes. Is Miriazal exercising some sort of sorcery, Lisa, which gets a little blurry and warm around her eyes? After a while, Miriazal looked relieved.

"Is it still true? Your eyes are almost unharmed."

"Huh? Then why?"

"I guess it's a matter of heart. Wearing drugs in the eyes is only a precursor. Whether you see it or not depends no longer on how you feel. I could hold him back a little. Okay, what do we do?

Miriazal offered in pure favor, but besides, Lisa shook her neck sideways.

"No. I'm very grateful for your offer, but Lisa won't let me"

"Mm, why not?"

"Probably because Lisa's sensor capabilities are blind. You can't lose Lisa's ability at this important time. If the time comes when I don't need the ability..."

Lisa was speechless beyond that, but her expression all told the story. Lisa will have her thoughts on a happy future and will be looking forward to that time. I didn't dare ask anything because Miriazal is well aware of that, too.

Miriazal often prompted Lisa to leave the room after she immersed herself in happy thoughts. Lisa followed behind Miriazar wondering where she was going at first, but that was always the room where Mirce and others were playing.

"This is a separate room, right?

"Uhm, now that's half the playground for those chicks. I said earlier that I can't use the separate rooms, but for a reason."

"What do you have?

"I don't know what you can't see. I'll lend you my eyes for a moment. One hundred stories at a glance."

Miriazar put Lisa's hand over her head as she turned Lisa behind her back. Then a hot sensation stretches out of Lisa's hand as she retraces the nerves of her hand, extending to her arms, neck, and head. Something that's not hot and intolerable, but something that stands still. Such a twitching sensation, like it's impossible again. Lisa moulds herself in the kind of magic that pours hot water into her blood vessels, not so much hot water.

"Miriazal, this is"

"Stay still. The visual fusion can only take a few seconds. Don't miss it, okay?

"What do you want to show me?

"The treasure of the world."

And when the high temperature reached Lisa's eyes, Lisa did see. Spread out on one side of the wall, the ideal world. At the centre is the Virgin Mary, full of charity who stands to protect her children, and the formidable knight who protects her. There were many children portrayed to hide behind it, but their faces were uniformly calm. They're not fighting something, they're gathered there as a family. Lisa got that impression. Also stunning background drawn around. The power of that painting, faithfully painted even each and every leaf, was so rich in 3D that it seemed as if it could jump straight into the painting. Lisa was only a few seconds away, but she was certainly drawn to the world.

But Lisa returned to me when the sight in front of her returned to darkness.

"Ha!?

"Well, did you see it?

"... yeah, and. The painting now is no way."

"Yes, in Mirce's paintings."

Miriazal nodded forcefully. She speaks.

"The first person I noticed was Zikaru. I found Mirce graffiti on the wall and tried to erase it for now, but it was too wasted. So I let him write whatever he wanted for a while, and he said he could do this kind of painting. I was also distraught when I first saw this painting again. Not even that sturdy son of a bitch. I thought it was such a waste that I called critics of the famous artist I knew, but the man roared, too. Lisa, you know what this is?

Miriazal handed Lisa what she had. Lisa takes it and makes sure.

"That's a wood-carved sculpture. The model is Miriazal, is it you? It's a bit like an adult outfit for that..."

"Hmm, that's not a good time for me when I'm back as an adult. But I haven't shown Mirce what it looks like. That means he spotted and imagined and dug the truth about the eagle with those eyes. Is this a coincidence?

"What are you trying to say?

"I don't even know. But at least Mirce is a genius. Decades, no, maybe one artist every hundred years. That's what the critic said. And this sculpture costs 10 million pens."

"What the...?!?

Lisa's mouth was wide open. Has the servant Lisa also become believable, holding her own cheek? Miriazal also tried to follow at last, but naturally it cannot be a dream.

"It's more than ten times what Lisa's ever made."

"Let Milche earn half a day using only fleas and hammers. Art has also gained added value since a peaceful world. Mirche's work could be sold to fly from now on. But that's not all we can talk about.

Thomas learned to read and write last time, but then just a few days. I thought I'd learned a simple addition and subtraction, and then I finished all of Gloria's arithmetic process in January. I contacted a Gloria teacher to pick up teaching for a major program at Triade University, but they said it was almost over. If you want to learn more in the future, you don't have to go to the lab at Triade University. Depending on the will of the person, I am wondering if it is okay to come to Triade.

Nellie seems to be fit as a Sister, and I love what she showed Manadil. I had hope to raise him as my direct disciple. Academic excellence isn't good, and if it's appropriate, you're not a future executive candidate. Ruth is also talented in management. These days, I've been growing up to be such an annoying kid, arguing about school faculty and sparing time.

All the other chicks are starting to show off their talents. You're raising a lot of kids. "

Miriazal spoke as well as he was proud of us, but Lisa herself was calm. And this is what you say.

"Miriazal. As for Lisa, it's more important that the little ones grow up healthy than what talent they show. Lisa doesn't have the right to stop your heartbeat if you want to, but please don't let her do anything reckless."

and. Miriazal was annoyed when he heard the words, and accidentally compared Lisa to the Virgin in the picture. And she noticed. Mirche said, above all, that he looked closely at the nature of Lisa.

Continued