The Branded Female Fencer

It was Fairtoose who felt the flesh and blood splashing in his face. With those eyes, it must have been less than a second before I felt a hot, dull pain on its flank, recognizing what looked like a swede with a crushed head of couscous fruit, trying to take a step in the direction of collapsing.

"Ha... huh?

"Drafanella? What are you--"

"The Blade of the Dancing Earth (Earth Dancing)"

Faster than Ingvar put the question to words, Drafanella was relentlessly releasing that sorcery towards Ingvar. Ingvar can only prepare basic defensive magic for sudden events and is cleaved by countless blades stretching from the earth. It was just a coincidence that it was not fatally wounded.

Ingvar doesn't know what kind of wounds he suffered. More than that, just one question came up with my mouth. Bleeding and lying on the ground, Ingvar asks Draphanella to moan.

"What, uh-- why? Why!? Drafanella!"

"Don't you see, Ingvar? You are closer to darkness and more deeply thoughtful than anyone else. You've apparently lost sight of the essence of a witch because of your deceptive friendship with Fairtoose."

As a pity, Drafanella stared at Ingvar as he crawled. Fairtoose unconsciously grabbed Drafanella trying to walk over to Ingvar. Seeing Fairtoose desperately grabbing her own feet, Drafanella bewitched without any emotion.

"" Poking Column (Earth Peera) ""

"Bye!

Fairtoose was hit directly in the stomach and screamed on the ground where he thrust momentum. Bent by a poked up, bodily letter, she danced through the universe and was slammed to the ground. Haven't you ever had a good fall off your head, next time Fairtoose isn't even perfect. To that appearance, the surrounding witches ceased, and Ingvar looked even paler.

"Fair, fair!

"I shouldn't have done too much."

"Dude, I'm in trouble, Drafanella. I thought you said Fairtoose shouldn't be killed.

The black one that appeared on the earth that should have been completely purified. It became a doom when it took shape. Doom only naturally landed with his feet down on the purified earth. Originally, it is an impossible act for evil spirits.

One of the witches turned a blind eye to the act.

"Why! Why can it exist? In this purified land, evil spirits can't exist!

"That said. I can't help it because I can, but you look uncomfortable. Well, when you reveal Tane, I don't just have evil spirits in the first place, I have the human part. Sure, it's pretty uncomfortable here, but it's impossible to just kick me out. Besides, this Osiria is a special evil spirit. If you were a dark witch, you'd know somehow.

"What..."

I'm telling you, I did get a strange feeling about Osiria for Ingvar. Sure, Osiria is a mess. But at the same time, I remember the strange intimacy. If this can't be the case, Ingvar tries to feel Osiria even deeper.

"Wait... this feeling, is it... a lie...?

"You finally noticed. Yes, Osiria was born with witch qualities. If I had lived, I would have been one of you as a witch. If this gift, or he could have been the head of the witch. Well, she didn't because of an incident.

But being like Osiria is very rare. If, at any rate, a sorcerer becomes an evil spirit or something, he becomes an evil spirit with extreme sorcery tolerance. A witch would do more. Osiria the Evil Spirit with no entity, with attributes to 'death' and yet with very high magic resistance. She is the natural enemy of you witches. [M]

Plus. "

As Doom squeals his fingers properly, more demon king armies emerge from the outside of the witches who stood around him. Beside it, we now also saw a large number of human variants.

Good at it, Doom introduces them.

"It's not just the Demon King who's here, it's soldiers with special resistance to witchcraft. They are very dull, but in all of you witches, you won't be able to do much with their counterparts wrapped around a hard exterior.

I'm sure the people with you are different, but no matter how much you put together, it's not the kind of difference in power that can be managed by 200 to 300 people. Besides. "

With Doom's words, Zushin, and the ground sounded. Its regular footsteps were surely close to the witches and their followers.

Doom is not affected by the sound of the earth because it floats a little in the universe. It is also finally time for the witches to stand on the ground shaking as if it were an earthquake, and Doom continues his explanation with a slight look down at them.

Continued