The Branded Female Fencer

"... Reese..."

"Ugh..."

"Alphilis! Get up!!

Alphilis jumped to the shout of the line as if yelling in his ear. My head doesn't awaken completely yet, but only my body has the sword in my hands reflexively. It's a habit put on Aldrius. It was Aldrius's teaching that if you were to wave a sword, you could do so unconsciously.

"Enemy?"

"I don't know, but the fort is being raided. The defense is responding now, but I don't think the defense is functioning properly in this situation. The enemy could be here any minute. I sent Rosetta to see how things were going, but she's not back yet. Maybe he's already in the fight."

"- Call those who can fight. We'll join the fight."

"Don't you have to get out?

"After seeing the enemy."

"Okay."

The line reacts fast. Because he had already commanded Grafez, the vigorous were awake and moving around the area. As soon as the line calls those people off, but they come together.

"About 20 people first. Let them collect the rest gradually."

"Enough, let's go"

Alphilis pulled his tired body together, but went straight to the main entrance so no one could understand him. There is already a battle alarm not so far away.

At first, the watchmen didn't feel anything unusual. Last night's watch was just a horrible thing, not unusual, to hear a constant roar, a muscle of light running in the sky, or the forest burning with enough momentum to remind us of the day, something we were all happy to see each other in the face when the morning came. One of the watchmen wonders when it would have been so nice just to have the morning come. I'm sure everyone will think of their childhood when everything was fresh in their eyes. I stopped to embrace and rejoice because of the sense of crisis that there might still be something. Because everyone knew that something would come when these crises left. At least, it has been a series of such tensions since this battle began.

And when the watch shift came, everyone tried to swap them as they stroked their chests down with relief. But they had to know. Even after the watch, it doesn't make any difference that this is a battlefield. The first time they remembered that this place was still a battlefield when a few of the men who had been watching all night danced together in the universe.

"I'm gonna interrupt a little bit."

I heard voices from behind the necks of men dancing in the universe. Before the new watchmen can ascertain the Lord of their voices, the bodies of the men who have lost their necks rush into the new watchmen. Blood splashed like a fountain on the faces of soldiers who received the men's bodies reflexively.

"Ghaaaaaaah."

But the scream broke off on the way. In that moment, when the new watchmen were frightened, the seven watchmen's necks instantly moved away from their torso. At the banquet, blood was scattered there like bubble liquor that had been shaken well and then plucked at the same time.

There was a soldier who watched the sight, which instantly turned into a hell of a painting, from a short distance away. He slipped his hips on the spot and watched the Lord of Tragedy without even being able to scream. The man said this in particular and had no characteristics and seemed to be a normal young man at first sight. If there's only one thing you can tell by the characteristics, is that you're wearing a black coat or something? On that coat, a golden eagle is depicted.

No, the man only had one trait. The man showed the soldier the best smile that the blue sky suited, in the midst of that brutal picture of the diving blood, only one disproportionate. The man walked slowly down the stairs of the walls without haste as the soldier slipped in and a distant watch, unusually noticed, sounded the alarm.

"What the..."

Those Rosetta saw coming to check the situation in front of the main entrance are one man surrounded by nearly 50 soldiers. The man slowly lowered his sword of escape, smiling and questioning with the captain-like man questioning him. Behind it is a large number of bodies. There would be nearly 20 just visible.

"(Some of the corpses haven't even pulled out their swords... pretty good, I guess, but where did they come in from?

When Rosetta was wondering, the captain-like man raised his voice further.

"You! So I hear what you're going to do!

"Do I look like I'm here for sightseeing? Naturally, I'm going to attack you."

"Alone? Do you have such a stupid story!

"That being said, I came alone before this..."

That's what they said, and the captain-like man was annoyed. The fingertips pointing to the man are trembling.

"Ki, you... that night!

"There's no growth in this fort. How much I'm good for that kind of work, so the front line is no different than this kind of defenseless security or amateur gathering. The people on the west side will do more, but well, the east country could be something like that. Or unmotivated to the summit... either way."

That said, the man ignores the soldiers and tries to open the gates of the fort. The soldier at the gate shook his body and pointed the spear towards the man. But the man sighed, bewildered.

"You should stop, you can't kill me for making a mistake with such a bumpy hips. But I instinctively slaughter anyone who points a weapon at me, so you'd better lower your spear before you get in my way. That way, I won't die."

"Ugh... but"

"Ah. Though a professional military man, he would have been an ex-convened civilian. Even if you tend to mercenary opponents on such a periphery, you can't help it. But it's too late."

There should still have been a time until the gate soldiers, but in an instant the man crushed between him and the gate soldiers and put a sword up his neck. The gate soldiers are heavier equipped than regular soldiers, so the side of the neck is guarded by a clasp, but the front is empty. But without time for the gate soldiers to react, the man pierced the gate soldiers' necks with one thrust. At too much speed, after the man had finished killing the other three gatekeepers as well, it was like blood finally erupted from the first man's neck.

"Ah, I'm halfway heavily equipped, so I can't kill him with one thought. Stabbing the neck from the front takes time to die, whether it's stabbing the trachea or the blood vessels in the neck. It sounds like a cruel piece of equipment to me."

But the gate soldier answered nothing, and slammed to his forehead with ease. In the man's very early work, the other soldiers who were on the spot could do nothing and just stood up. And when the man tried to take the gate off, he raised his voice as Rosetta remembered.

Continued