The Branded Female Fencer

Jake and the others carefully went down the spiral stairs. The lead was Nellie, Dora followed by Jake, Bruns and Rascal. If you see Jake as a general, it is in due order. Nellie proceeded with magic to illuminate her feet, but its darkness was deep, and Nellie was dreaded with a blue face. It was the status quo that was proceeding. Still, what she's leading the way will be her reassurance about having Dora next door and her sense of responsibility for how long she's been Arnelia's Sister.

The spiral staircase, which seemed to last indefinitely, also eventually came to an end. When Rascal looks up, he sees the light that was slightly leaking from the entrance. Apparently he wasn't diving that deep. On the third floor or so. Perhaps it was because the darkness was so deep that it was fuelling their anxiety.

As Nellie widened the scope of her witchcraft, the light illuminated her surroundings stronger. There is only one illuminated path. Ahead is divided left and right. The aisle itself is made of grey brick and gives no particular unusual impression. Strongly put, the ceiling is finally low. The air is not the only reason I feel blocked. The boys spoke for the first time since they went underground.

"So, which way are we going?

"If you get lost, left, was it?

"They say humans want to choose the left in the left and right divide. If they knew that, they'd get the right answer."

"So you're gonna put your back on it?

"I don't know. You won't be able to pick the right answer on such occasions. than that."

Dora looks at Jake, but Jake looked at the walls and ceilings more than he could see the road ahead. Jake knocked on the wall and pushed one of the bricks roughly. Then a part of the wall came out and became a staircase, and the ceiling opened and a passage appeared.

"Neither is right. Maybe either way, there's a dying trap set up. I think this is the right one."

"Are you good at this?

"It's an investigation."

Jake has already started climbing the stairs. Dora sighed and began to climb the stairs, while the other three followed in disquiet.

As Jake climbed up the stairs, that was where there were a number of iron doors lined up to the left and right. Each door has a peek window so that you can peek inside. The red, rusty door only fuels people's anxiety, but rusty is also likely to break. Jake took the pine lights out of his belongings to count how many of those doors he had and started lighting them. I thought we should light a lot of lights on this floor. Sometimes even light without any magical elements is an intolerable subject for dark creatures.

While Jake lit the light, Rascal helped Jake, and Nellie was illuminating other places with her own magic. Nellie can light the lights instead of the pine lights, floating inside there and illuminating the surroundings. Bruns and Dora rely on that light and decided to check the door.

"Hey Dora. What do you think this door is?

"Left and right symmetrical, heavily painful build, sturdiness of the locks. Simply think about it."

"Right... but a bartender in here? Who, for what?

"I don't know. But at least he won't be the right guy. Can you see the inside?

"Which"

When the Bruns opened the window to look inside the room, there was just a bloody eye staring at the Bruns. The Bruns' eyes and eyes suddenly converged, froze for a moment, and flipped backwards with screams.

"Wow! Nah, nah. Meh, meh, meh!

"What's up, Bruns?

"Meh, eyes!

"Nothing... or I can't see anything in the dark"

Dora excepts from the same peek window, but he doesn't see anything. Bruns denies being "such an idiot" with a bright blue face, but where Nellie shrugged him, he said nothing more and shut up.

But Jake wondered, breaking the lock of that door with his sword, and pushing the door open. The rusty door was so painful to open just Jake, but Rascal and Dora helped.

At the end of the open door was the same darkness, and when illuminated by the pine lights that Jake had just lit, it was a small room, only about the width of whether people could roll over to sleep. I also thought it might be a bigger room because of the deep darkness, but given the spacing from the next door, it's not that wide. But the back was quite wide, and the back wall was not entirely visible just because they held a pine light for a moment, but the leg-like things of men floated up, so they all crept up.

When Dora encouraged her feet, there was already a rotten meal there. It is difficult to accept physiologically that there are many foods in the basement that may not be able to live in the basement and are eating rough. When Jake stepped into the room so that he could regain his mind and illuminate the back wall, there was a whole body connected to the chain.

My body is already rotting and I'm starting to smell rotten. The smell was not known from outside the room if the room was airtight. Thigh meat is shredded in half and bones are exposed. It was painful after the blood dripped from her wrist and ankle when she tried to take the chain off.

But more than that, it will be after the torture inflicted in the body. The number of nails punched into the body extends to such an extent that they are reminiscent of halibut. After the burn, which reached the meat, whether baked meat was added, and the dripping raw skin, which would obviously have been artificially peeled, was reminiscent of a cow or pig lined up in a butcher shop.

Jake and Dora were relatively calm while Nellie blued the blues as did Bruns and Rascal. I'm moving closer, trying to find out more about the body. One step away from the body, they grated one knee and illuminated the body again. Both eyes of the dripping corpse are nailed over the stitched.

"Jake, what do you think?

"I don't care what you think, it's after torture."

"Who's this? Who did this for what?

"Even if I ask."

"Or so it is."

Jake felt strange because Dora smiled at Jake all the time. The boy named Dora was both puzzling and interesting to Jake. At first I thought it was offensive, but not now. Jake was starting to think it was because he wanted to understand because it was the first kind of person he met for Jake. He was a beautiful boy, but also used a sword, and studied to a greater extent than there, but above all was familiar with various sex, inheritance, the knowledge of which was such that Arnelian instructors also wrapped their tongues around him. This boy, who loves art and cares about his friends, also has his liver in place. Jake looked at Dora as if he had relaxed for a moment.

For a moment, the two of them were pulling out their swords due to reactions close to reflexes as well. Dora is like slashing a man. Jake is like stopping Dora's sword. But Dora's sword couldn't stop, and she missed her aim and had a cut on the man's shoulder. There's a reason they pulled out their swords. A man who thought he was a corpse moved and tried to attack Jake and the others. But the man's back was stitched with a hook on the wall, and his movements were obstructed along the way, even when he tried to strike. Otherwise, Dora's sword would definitely have dropped the man's neck.

Jake, Dora and I both looked at each other with surprised faces.

Continued