The Branded Female Fencer

"Hmm... well, how did you fight from here"

"Have you finally calmed down? The Commander seems to be going first, there can be no war. You're still immature."

"Ugh, I'm reflecting."

Swede slapped Fairtoose on the back with a slight shrug on his shoulder.

"Well, that's no choice either. Unlike our time, those men are not blessed with the opportunity to fight as witches. But that is also the wish of those who lived in the ancient times.

Whatever you say, from here on out we have to think about the bill of salvation. What's the matter? "

"We have to do something about this darkness first. Because of the flames there, my vision is somewhat open."

Surely there was an effect of the battle around, or the firehand was already up. I can see the shadow of battle there so that I can be illuminated by the shaking flames.

Swede snorted as he heard the call for battle.

"Hmm, this must be Granchelle's fault. Nasty flames."

"Do that again..."

"But he's nasty, but he's not stupid. I guess this flame is intentional. It would be that woman's consideration to give us a little light. Anyway, if he unleashes all his magic, it will explode to such an extent that it leaves no flames. The two names" Blast "are not Dade."

Fairtoose thought it strange that Swede spoke a little like me. Or maybe Granchelle and Swede will also be attracted because they are opposite poles, like themselves and Ingvar.

Fairtoose looked around and looked for other witches. But he doesn't seem to have any company. I guess they each left with their own squire to make it easier to use magic along the way.

From the enemy, it also looks easy to destroy each.

"I shouldn't, I'm fighting all over the place"

"Yamama. Originally we are often alone so we do not know to work together and fight. I also admit it's easier to fight with each one. But this stream was created by the enemy. That shitty hungry ghost, he could be quite a doer. In the first place, the first thing I followed for you would be what I did for you."

"What...? No way."

"No, it's horrible because I can't say enough. He's kidding, but that's why it's hard to read intentions. Besides, you don't look serious. It's as if we're testing our strengths - or do we have other aims? Either way, I don't feel good. It might be easier to end everyone once and back off."

"Right - Shall I?"

Fairtoose is early afterwards when he decides to do this. He emitted the magic of light toward the sky, as he had decided beforehand, and told each one to assemble in the rear.

Fairtoose and Swede also hurry to the place. But Swede's expression remained uncertain.

"What's up, Swede"

"No, it's still good that the junction was broken. If anyone familiar with witchcraft was in the enemy, it would be convincing. I can still tell when I found out about this place, too, if I think I read Anschelen's thoughts. But the perimeter vigilance shouldn't have been just the junction. I don't know how you got around the guard nets of the hundreds of birds that Ayyad is unleashing."

"Not by chance? Or maybe Iyad's ability to interfere with the birds of Iyad, or maybe Iyad was alarmed."

"Not unlikely, but it's like having a bird ride in your sleep and a witch traveling in the sky, huh? I can think of more than that..."

The look on Swede's face becomes disgusting again. You remembered something even unpleasant, the look on Swede's face turned to something dark and sunk.

"Swede, what's wrong?

"... reminded me of an unpleasant memory. A long time ago, when witch hunting and so forth took place flat. Fairtoose, do you know what happened then?

"To the extent of rumors. Indeed, in the midst of the regiment, opinions were decisively divided and disputed."

"It's not that easy. It actually developed into a kill, and some witches died. And those who knew from us also emerged. I was still a witch apprentice and had not attended that regiment, but I remember my master returning from a major injury. That's why I've been a witch for so long, taking over as soon as possible.

Plus this air... I haven't forgotten it in a while either, but this smells indisputably tragic on the battlefield. It's like there used to be this situation... ah "

Swede's feet stop perfectly. That was followed by Fairtoose stopping her legs as well.

"Swede?"

"Why don't you... don't you? Similar to the situation I used to have when I was still young, when I took part in a dispute between countries. Yes, even then, the enemy slowly surrounded and attacked the army where I was, opening only one escape route... and placing an ambush on the retreat..."

"Wait, are you saying this stream is an enemy ploy, too? That's not true, knowing the rendezvous point is something you can do besides us..."

That's all I said. They looked at each other. They had the worst imagination in their minds. And it could have been simultaneous to hear screams from the direction of progress.

"Damn! I only have a bad feeling!

"Let's go, Swede!

Fairtoose and Swede run. They sizzle through the night forest relying on a few lights. There are countless scratches from tree branches on their soft skin, but they run windy, not quite. Fairtoose had the worst imagination in her mind.

"(No way... no way, there's a traitor in us! If that's the case, it'll be wiped out here at its worst. That's all, that's all you have to do to avoid it!

Fairtoose's impatience is also impossible, but what the two of them saw when they reached their planned rendezvous point was as brutal a sight as they imagined.

"Ugh..."

"What, this?

Sure enough, the witches were dead there. But the sight was not what I had imagined. Both Fairtoose and Swede thought there were even more powerful demon kings and numerous enemies here. But there was only one enemy.

Girl in a red dress. On both hands of the girl, coloured by the colour of her blood, were the remains of what would barely have been a man's head. Beating them to the ground unconstitutionally, the girl - Osiria - turned to the two of them.

When the dark eyes caught them, Fairtoose accidentally felt their hearts shrink.

"You... what are you doing!?

"Disposition of the intruder. Look, don't you get it?

"I'm not asking you that!

"So I'm telling you not to get hot, Fairtoose"

When Swede stood in front of Fairtoose, there was already a great concentration of magic in both hands. Swede was already in a collisionary position, but Fairtoose noticed that he felt differently than earlier. Swede is sweating on his spine. That too, in large quantities. Obviously the swede is in a hurry, Fairtoose found out.

"Swede, this girl..."

"The imagination was sweet... I didn't know there was a fifth evil spirit here. Such a monster, near impossible to defeat without any preparation"

"Fifth place?

The presence of the top evil spirits. I know that, of course, Fairtoose. Once heard by a previous generation of white witches, the crusade of the greatest evil spirits of all time, Enabler, has a description of witches and humans and defeated them in the coalition of the Arnelian Church. To purify the Great Evil Spirit, he sacrificed one extensive land. The coalition casualties exceeded a thousand, and the land became uninhabitable for 100 years. Nearly 500 years after the battle, the land, he said, remains unpopular.

That's what evil spirits of equal magnitude are now in front of us. Swede had seen an enabler, so he realized Osiria's viciousness. At this stage, there was one option to take.

Continued