The Branded Female Fencer

"What is this... can't you move?

"You've done a great job. Now we have a fight."

"I see. Is this the confidence you've had so far"

Miranda, who was good at putting her arms together on the stage, but never even tried to move out of her seat before, rises up and walks towards those who stopped moving. It was a sister who cut her hair just short enough to see if she was a man at first sight. But the chest has a proper claim as a woman, and the outfit belongs to Sister. Arnelia's officials won't have just any women's clothing hobbyists, maybe. and Miranda thinks.

The sister gently offered his hand as they all walked to those who stopped moving. begins in the air, as its hands currented

"The protective world... isn't it? There was no way the magic was activated, or some kind of trick. Is Karakuri under the floor?"

"That sort of thing. What do we do, dig back on the floor?

"No, more than that, this is it"

When the Sister turned her palms to Miranda, she began to concentrate her magic on her hands. The balls of light gathering from the surroundings grow larger as they look around.

"Oh, attack magic?

"Oh, if this isn't a protective juncture, it should fall out of attack magic. Let's try it."

"Hmm, that's a good idea. What..."

What Miranda did is that the ball of light grows so fast that she drinks humans. Its size is also close to Miriazal's offensive witchcraft. Eventually, when the ball of light was about twice the size of a human being, Sister like a man turned to Miranda with no expression.

"Well, can you do it at this distance?

"Hey, hey. That's against the rules!? If you use that in this auditorium..."

"There will be victims. But if we're going to die here like this, we'll help those who can help, even at the expense of a few. That's my decision."

"Oh, there it is. I can't help it."

Miranda also focuses her magic on her palms. But Sister didn't condone it.

"It's too late now"

Well, I don't know.

The moment Sister tried to release a ball of light, Miranda whined about something at high speed. The ball of light then shrinks its size as it looks at it, becoming as small as its fingertips in front of Miranda. Miranda hit the ground once and for all with her lovely ball of light. Then the ball of light made a little burn on the ground, and it was scattered.

Now it is the turn of sisters like men to open their eyes.

"Is that... captive witchcraft?"

"That's right. We've reduced the magnitude by capturing the magic itself. This auditorium could blow up if you were to block or defend a magic trick on an earlier scale. You have a beautiful personality for being totally cool, you."

"Hmm, you say that. But the dead..."

He's not dead.

A cleric speaks from behind. The man dressed in Arnelia's cleric's attire looked around softly at the fallen. The cleric, who looked around at some of them, gave a relieved look.

"Damn, Master Anolun is a bad person, too. Isn't nobody dead?"

"Was it broken?

"Well, naturally. That thing splashed the meds on the muscle relaxation system, didn't it? If you take it in large quantities, you will die, but if you are the person closest to you, you will have no problem at all."

"Hehe, calm down, you"

Miranda - still called by the name of 'Anolun' among others, not just pilgrimages, but she responded to them with a goddess-like smile that she used externally well.

If you look closely, there are a number of people who haven't moved at all from the first seat they had. Miranda was satisfied with the achievement. Talk to them consciously.

"Could it have been a little too easy to understand? I was going to act so hard."

"I think it's a real act, Sister. You just had a lot of tips. In this association of pure poverty and chastity, firewood was unnecessarily fired in the fireplace in this auditorium, which was not so cold. I kind of remembered the discomfort, but you sprayed the poison on the convection of the room's air, didn't you?

"There's more, isn't there? There were strange signs from the ceiling, and the desk was strangely new. The floor showed signs of replacement. Carefully, the discomfort is there, isn't it? This auditorium is full of traps. There 'll be a lot of traps we haven't used yet."

"And at a stage accompanied by Lord Alberto, captain of the Temple Knights, you have to assume that they are bored. If it's just a speech, you won't need the Knights Temple Commander."

"If you think about it, the first prerequisite is to see if the attacked person is safe. Besides, you'll have to calmly identify the situation. Leave the wounded alone and attack the opponent."

The voice rises from there, as it responds to Miranda's words. Even in this situation, it seemed that many were calmly judging the situation. When she finishes her opinion as a whole, she adds at the end.

"I knew there were more calm people coming through the training grounds than I expected. I'm sorry I imitated Atashi to try, but I'm glad there are so many reliable people. If I may add one thing, Atasidas Arnelianism is meant to be an exclusive defense, but not only with regard to this mandate. I need to get out of here and slap them. Besides, if you don't have someone to deal with on the battlefield, you won't be able to heal. The first guy to stick up to Atashi is also straightforward as a role. So I hope you don't blame them for the results alone."

There was no objection to Miranda's words.

"Then let's say hello again. Atassi is Sister Anorun. In this mission of pilgrimage, it is meant to be unintentional but first hand. And he is the drafter of this mandate, as well as the person in charge. With that authority, I'll let you give the order. This is a task deposited with me by the supreme bishop, and I don't mind you thinking that Atashi's words are those of the supreme bishop as they are.

This mission carries dangers. That's incomparable with previous pilgrimages. If you do it badly, everyone, including Atashi, will be wiped out. What can happen? The means Atashi has taken this time are adorable, and they are the ones who take more frivolous means. I want you to be more than prepared for this mission. So it is the order of the Supreme Bishop, but I do not want to be forced to do so as an athlete. Be honest with the guy who gets off on this occasion, the guy who's not going to be able to listen to Atashi's orders again. Instead of avant-garde, I decide to turn around and ask them to take on less dangerous assignments. What do you think?

No one disagreed with Miranda's words. Of course, there are many who have passed out, but that will not be taken into account on this occasion. Many were aware that the battle had already begun. Those who are now fainting have already lost their eligibility to fight together.

Miranda looked over at everyone again.

Continued