The Branded Female Fencer

"What's that..."

"Alpha Reese, of the sorcery you used in your fight against me, advanced sorcery."

"That's not true! That magic should be the best thing I've ever used. There's a magic trick called lightning strike sword, but it's got to be less powerful."

"I thought you had a different thought process than the people in line, but my buyout? What is the principle of magic chanting?"

"... Talking to the Spirit"

"Yes."

Lifeless asks Alphilis to speak to his disciples so that they may speak.

"Something like chanting has a certain form. Otherwise, even though some people speak different languages from us, such as dragon breeds and fairy clans, there is no explanation for their ability to use magic. It's just a way for the individual to update with the Spirit, chanting and all that.

Then for those who have the right means of communicating with the Spirit, chanting and so on is no longer like self-implication. In other words, it's not even a constraint. If you can speak correctly, it is possible to draw on the power of the Spirit regardless of the existing form of magic. "

"That's what..."

"I can do it. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the study of witchcraft to advance and develop new witchcraft? Seems almost gone now, such as the one who can hear the Spirit most correctly. It is also gloomy, such as grabbing books in a serious room to develop witchcraft. Originally, the development of magic is a beautiful place full of nature."

"Can you?

Larna asked unexpectedly. Lifeless nodded all the time.

"Absolutely. It's been depressing for a long time since the spirits were scratching in my ear. I spent sleepless nights at a very young age."

"That much with the Spirit... even me, the witch, even though sometimes they can't hear without some awareness"

Larna drowned in regret. Because the magic of the dark lineage made me think that I could even fight the lifeless, but the path was cut off. But the lifeless words were surprisingly gentle. I didn't mean it, I'm sure there isn't.

"Not so, little witch girl. I don't really hear spirits these days either. Maybe the power of the Spirit is weaker than before."

"The power of the Spirit?

"Oh, speaking of..."

Lifeless was about to say something and Doom swollen his face back there. I'm half-eyed in tears, whispering.

"Goddamn it, it was terrible"

"But thanks to you, we got a chance. You've been a little useful."

"Lisa can only praise me for all this."

Doom replied as he returned his battered right face. And when I checked the marks of lifeless sorcery with my returned right eye, I raised my voice, oh.

"Awesome magic! Is he dead too?

"I wonder. But at least you won't be able to move paralyzed by lightning strikes. This electric shock starts with" Stay. "If we're gonna find out about him, we're not gonna make this new road."

"Thanks for the advice. Okay, so I'm just gonna check from somewhere a little off... hmm?

When Doom noticed something, now his fist was stuck in his left face. Needless to say, it is Dragreo who did it.

"Why is it all me? No, no, no, no..."

"You've offered both cheeks, even though virtue won't be high"

"Not if you're joking!

"I didn't know that would stop. Exactly. Is there just an Orange Bull pulling into the company? But how about this?"

Lifeless was honestly surprised. Dragreo did suffer a direct electric blow. That proved that most of the skin was burnt black and clothes and the like were completely carbide. But the carbonized skin is restored to its full sight. And when the wound quickly blocked, now more fighting and vitality than ever before was released from Dragreo.

Dragreo, who had stormed the perimeter roughly again as he stepped back, caught the next prey on the edge of his eyes as he blew the doom. At the end of that gaze was Lisa.

"The next time you look at this Lisa, you seem to have a good eye for it."

Lisa could only afford it in tone, but her legs were excited. In the first place, they are opponents of the Flamebeast Faranx and the kind of monster that beats them with a single hit. Also now endurance, speed of movement and attack. At the end of the day, there is an unlimited chance of survival. Lisa also slapped me in the mouth for nothing because she knew that. Because that's all I have to do.

But Crazy Dragreo has no hesitation or patrol. Grasping that devastating fist, he rolled out with all his might toward Lisa without turning around. Lisa tried to sense it, but she knew how fast her fist was going to be. I thought no one could stop Dragreo's fist or anything, but his fist didn't reach Lisa and was being taken along the way. Lisa's hair flutters and shakes at the impact of Dragreo's fist stopping.

Continued