The Branded Female Fencer

"... what are you going to do with us?

"I don't kill. But I think I'll have you hang out with a little event. I'm sure it'll be a very interesting development."

"Are you only thinking about what you can't do anyway?

"Well you're right. I'm sure you won't like it, and what's good for me is bad for you and the others, so hey. I'm pretty sure it's just going to be interesting. I'm sure the world will be more chaotic. Yes, what makes you do what Oranzebul wants you to do."

Doom chuckled, leaving Fairtoose unattended to grasp the meaning of Doom's words and out of the sphere of influence of the metastasis. Shortly before the metastasis is activated, Doom sees the anomaly.

"Speaking of which, Anomaly, I'd like to ask you one thing. How did you get so many demon kings, Hecaton Cale, to this point? Brady, I don't think Maria or Lifeless can do this for a while."

"That's a trade secret. Well, I know a lot about metastases. I'll tell you what I can do."

She disappeared with a smile that Annomarie couldn't even say felt good about flattering. Only Doom, Osiria and Maneater were left behind.

Osiria gently approached next to Doom.

"Now you're one step closer."

"... oh, right. Although there are still many uncertain elements. Sometimes, you think that anomaly is real?

"Probably. The most magical individual I've ever seen. That's a lot better than those witches out there. Suppose you're still divorced with that..."

"That's right. If you suck, you're getting closer to being lifeless. I really wanted to take action after I got a little stronger, but I don't think you're gonna have time to wait."

When Doom waves, he also activates the magic of metastasis. Doom is taking the time to set up a demon squad to activate the transfer everywhere on the continent. Doom is studying magic again.

"By the way, what happened to the mentor, Doom?

"Oh, in principle, they won't be involved in this fight. They're really not abandoned, are they? There is no meeting to come up with a different and unanimous opinion, there is no interaction with each other, and it is difficult to read actions at all. Well, it wouldn't be that big of a deal as strength, so I guess you're leaving Hidun alone, too?

"Really? I hope so."

Osiria seemed somewhat unsatisfied with Doom's words, but certainly no one seems to be responding to this witch crisis either, and even though the witch regiment is only a witch's meeting, there is no way each force is not paying attention. The Dooms were so cautious that they waited three months for the time of the raid from the holding of the regiment, because they became more cautious about the movements of other forces than the witches themselves.

Especially when it comes to mentors, there are many mysteries, whose forces are also said to be equal to or greater than witches, but because there is no unified organization and little engagement with humans, he said its full content is not even properly grasped by Hidun. According to the story, the mentor who spread sorcery to the human world still manages to say he's alive or something, but Doom didn't entirely believe that humans couldn't live that long in the first place.

Doom was also concerned about the reality of his opponent, who hadn't even grasped Hidun, but also thinks that Doom should not deal with it any more than he doesn't appear on the table. The fact is, there doesn't seem to be any instructions or anything from the Orange Bull.

"(I care, but there's nothing I can do about it... but I don't like a lot of indeterminate elements. I can enjoy that, but it's hard to work out a plan. I guess I should have had more prep periods, like the Orange Bull)"

"Doom, what are you thinking?

If I noticed, Osiria was peeking into Doom from below. Doom noticed that Osiria was in a very good mood for that adorable trick she never had.

"Osiria, you're in a very good mood."

"Well, the hoarding dropped a little because of all the witches. But, Doom, I want you to remember my biggest purpose."

"Oh, I know. Orangeables suffer at all costs. And Alpha Reese, right?

"If you know what I mean. Those two are unforgivable."

"Well, so am I. Orangeables. Better yet, as far as I'm concerned, I want to do something about Lisa."

"You"

Osiria catches Doom's eye. The darkness in that eye was deepening, telling us that the demonic eye was just before it was activated.

"Why are you obsessed with a girl like Lisa? While there's something called me."

"That, jealous? That's unusual."

"Hum!"

Osiria disappeared from the spot when she activated her demonic eye with all her might toward Doom. Later he was left with a doom perched on the ground and a man-eater to pull him up.

Ask faceless as the man-eater pulls up the doom.

"Well, don't make fun of my buttocks."

"Maneater's been having a decent conversation a lot lately, too. I wonder if this also has the effect of continuing to eat humans."

"None, no teasing"

A man-eater slapped Doom's head on a pepper, but Doom stroked Man-eater's head the other way while gently putting his hand away. The man-eater had been stroked by Doom unchanged and without expression, and Doom had answered the man-eater's query like a solitary.

"I don't know about anything else... I don't know, I can't help thinking about Lisa. My partner is definitely Osiria, and other than that, I'm not supposed to care..."

"I don't care, either?

"Oh, I'm sorry. That's not true!

The man-eater was deceived so that Doom could fix it, but the man-eater fumbled and defied Doom.

But only this forest knew that the seemingly peaceful interaction was also a manifestation of the unmistakable evil itself, that they were the Ten Himself who caused the tortuosity of the surrounding, the tragedy of the blown forest.

Continued