The Branded Female Fencer

The fighting culminated in a fierce battle. The opponents are more than intermediate Warcraft, and countless Demons. The elites of the servants are also wounded, and fall down with one, and with another.

But with the support of Arnelian monks, Sisters, the dead won't be out so easily. That's what Arnelia's men are for, unless they pierce their necks and chests temporarily. The warriors repeatedly stormed as if they were soldiers fearless of death, defeating the demons as one, as one again.

Involved in that momentum, the newcomer soldiers also dare to make awkward assaults. Their blow will not deal a deadly blow to the demon, but it will still be a trick. Their assault surely hastened the demon, drove it, and gained its momentum.

It is the Temple Knights of Arnelia who deal a deadly blow to that demon. The fact is disputed by the excitement of the battlefield. Most people are not aware of it, but Rusty, who looks at the whole thing from the commander's point of view, knew the approximate movement.

"(What, those strong knights by the unusual? What the hell are they? It doesn't matter what you think of both that instantaneous power, that power, it's not normal human movement. What kind of training do I have?

Highly skilled Arnelian soldiers, who mediate daily demonic crusades and wars in various countries, are said to be the most powerful soldiers in the world along with Alexandria and Romansland. Among them, the Temple Knights are the elite among them. Temple knights who are said to be able to kill 100 orcs each. If they take the lead, morale will increase. Even powerful demons they rarely saw, they defeated one after the other.

The two-necked giant Grantes was exposed to the rain of arrows whose four eyes could not keep up, and his eyes were crushed. And when the tendon of his leg was cut off, the giant was gone, and he would never rise again. Eventually they will be skewered by the swords and spears of the soldiers who flock, and will finish their lives.

Nue had been defended by his robust outer skin, but he opened himself to the magic of Arnelian sisters and monks chanting one after the other, and at the moment when he tried to throw out flames in an attempt to sweep them away, he was slashed by Aristotle, flaming out of his throat and desperate.

Hectopath was responding using seven legs, but he was cut off one leg at a time by knights attacking him from all directions, and at last he was finely cut by swords and axes that could be mercilessly struck on the head by the torso where his legs were gone.

The Demon King is the one who stays, but your battle wasn't exactly something someone else could break into. Those who had finished the battle of the streets watched the battle between Rafferty and the Demon King, who were their subjects, but who knew exactly what was happening was not alone. Sometimes it's because the target is a protective color, but Rafferty moves too fast. Aristotle, the deputy secretary at best, chases him with his eyes, and even Jake hasn't grabbed anything.

Still, Jake waits for even Rafferty to make a gap in the Demon King. Jake believed wholeheartedly that Rafferty was the one who would always do it if he said he would.

"Wuuuuuuu"

"Cacaca"

Rafferty's powerful voice intersects with the laughter of the Demon King. That voice in contrast, but the audible voice and the contents of the battle are the opposite. A demon king with a laugh was clearly being pushed.

A metal sound that would be heard from between the two bodies. Only one dull noise does come in so many maneuvers that they say how many shots are unleashed at one crossing in the whole thing. Each time, part of the Demon King's body falls. The Demon King was responding to Rafferty while regenerating his body, or increasing the number of hands, but eventually his coping power exceeded the limit.

"Kick?"

"Ahhh!

Rafferty bounces off all the whip-like attacks carried out by the Demon King from his hand, which is now increased to six. Cutting off its arms at the same time, the Demon King's body was again torn apart in a series of more repeated attacks.

"Now!

"Whoa!

Rafferty's hanging voice and Jake's assault go hand in hand. This was the greatest help Rafferty could give, and it was not appropriate for him to defeat the Demon King. Neither did the demon king, who seemed to have defeated him at first sight, feel that Rafferty had much to offer. When you defeat an enemy, you don't have the weight of a sword that you feel when you take their life.

Rafferty is convinced. He said it was Jake who pulled the curtain of this battle. Even if I don't know why, that's what Rafferty's sensibility as an out-of-popular fighter tells me. And is it the same for the Demon King, or did each part of the body of the Eight Ripped Demon Kings that seemed immobile move?

"Cakiki!"

The Demon King, who can no longer be torn in the head and laughed, tried to laugh just because it was still his duty to laugh. And from the knee that was on his leg there was a bloody diarrhea, but the whip still two moved, and from his head an object like a needle was thrown up.

Jake bewitched all of them as if he had known beforehand, and slashed them into one of his slashed legs. And a knife, and two, and three, and his leg, were hunted down, and he ate the fifth knife, and all of a sudden the mouth that remained on his knee spoke.

"How did you know this was the main unit?

"You don't have the right to teach."

Shortly afterwards, Jake cut the area just below the mouth he spoke of into crosses. Then the whip, which tried to be released further towards Jake, stopped perfectly and weathered in an instant. The same is true for the remainder of the body.

Like I said the events in front of me were incredible, the hit quieted back at the same time. And when Jake returns his sword to Rafferty, he nods at each other, and Rafferty screams.

"Raise your wings! Enemy Admiral has been taken!!

Shortly afterwards, the knights raised their swords in heaven and shouted. The essentially summoned demons were still there, but they were dying to lose their will when they heard about the victory. Eventually, when Rusty's orders turned to sweep the remaining enemies, they abandoned their weapons and began to flee.

Pursuit battles, sweep battles are the greatest opportunity to raise martial arts. The surviving Krums-Arnelia armies began pursuing their enemies to compete ahead. In that excitement, Jake softly stops by Ray fans, who watched the fight with perseverance.

"Are you hurt, little queen?"

"Safe thanks to Lord Jake. It was a brilliant fight."

"It's an honor, little queen"

To Jake, whom I humbly thank, Ray Fan made me raise that face.

"It's a place like this, but I was wondering if you wanted to reward your work with some kind of reward. What kind of things would you like?

"No, I have nothing like that. I just did the assignment I was given. I was wondering if it would eventually come from our church."

"But then I'm not more convinced. If not now, I would like to reward this grace in some way, even in the future. Otherwise, I would be more ungrateful and defamed of Nakahara. Please give up here and let me thank you."

Jake looked in trouble at the more forceful Ray fans he thought, but Ray fans stand smiling as if they would enjoy Jake's expression like that.

Jake is in trouble and asks Rafferty for help, but Rafferty is quick to enjoy the situation and eventually leaves the scene after being chased by a report.

Jake sighs that he can't help it, turning to Ray fans again.

"So, little queen, just do me one favor"

"Whatever."

"I have several brothers who grew up together. Could you help them when they grow up and eventually start thinking about the future? Whatever its shape is. For example, with the help of an officer, or with financial assistance."

"I mean, that you leave the future treatment of your brothers to me?

Rayfan smiled and asked the question.

"Yes. If they wanted, I... I'd like to show you the way to go. That's what I've been made to be, and now it's my turn."

"Can't you do that yourself? Because he's such a fine knight at the moment."

Ray fans flatteringly expressed their honest thoughts, but Jake shook his head sideways.

"No, I am a sword-wielder. I don't know anything else. I lack too much experience. How can someone who can't clearly walk his or her own path guide people to the path they walk? Minutes are meant to be exhaustive.

But if you are royal lady. At the very least, can we give them more options?

"I see... if that's the case, this Rayfan-Krums-Lancaster did accept that promise. Being a queen with me, yet still in training. I don't know how much I can do, but let me do what I can. In the name of Queen Krums."

Rayfan replied with perseverance, so Jake returned to taking care of Rayfan's escort again without saying anything more. The mission is until Rayfan returns to the King's Capital. She will be a dragon on her way back, but until then Jake will be her escort.

The Jake, Rafferty watched softly on the sidelines as he skipped instructions for post-war processing. Miriazal's words now run through his head.

"(What does Master Miriazar think? Come on... and what do you know? Jake is no longer a normal person. The enemy also attacked Jake as a priority, not me or Queen Rayfan, and instinctively knew he was more dangerous? Obviously Jake has some ability, and Master Miriazal knows about it. Apparently, we need to ask you this.

Also at this time, indeed, the demon king of man-made spoke the human language. I have not received such a report before. This needs to be investigated again.

And Master Miriazar took Alberto to the prairie... no way, you're going to do a test run of that power. Certainly the best person to use that power is Crudas. I'm not that talented, and I haven't used it yet with Alberto. But do you need me to fight them? I have Belliache, I have Justin. I'm getting my hands on that power now...) "

Rafferty worries about one person. He knows very well that there will be no answer. This is a troubling issue for everyone once if they are from the Lazar family, and Moldard, my father, was finally unable to make a decision. Crudas was young and showed extraordinary talent, but Rafferty declined early on to the difficulty and magnitude of the power to handle, and even Alberto has not been able to make a decision. In history, it has been said that only a few have been able to control this power. And that the person who used it felt the same way.

Since Arnelia's raid, Rafferty felt asked to rethink the agenda he had once again raised in the Lazar family.

"What should I do... in a battle I have yet to see, do I drive my enemies on the front lines, or protect my loved ones... although it is the duty of those who possess power. This is hard, Master Miriazar"

Rafferty looked at the clouds of the sky, which had begun to shade slightly, as he resented the Supreme Bishop, who was always forced to plunge the challenges.

Continued