The Branded Female Fencer

There was a strange tension around the room where the layers stood. There is no appearance of man. But I don't even see one bug around at the same time. Different spaces were unfolding there without signs of creatures. Does it make you feel like a full killer?

Second, the door to the room where the layers were hanging opens in that place. From there, just a table rolled out. Size is the extra size just when one boy is hiding. I could see the killer gathering on a round table going slowly.

And the blade that suddenly flew from there skewered the round table. Some of the blades were blocked by the table, but the spear-like projections easily pierced the table and stabbed deep behind it, and when the fourth spear pierced it, the table just happened to crack. And behind-the-scenes is revealed, but there was no one there.

I thought I heard someone take a breath. Everyone on the spot thought people would be hiding behind the table. We are completely surrounded by a painting of this balcony. I assumed on my own that I would retreat while hiding behind the table, even considering that I didn't have any hands or feet earlier. Those who were besieging this place were unaware. That we intended to besiege our prey, and we went into the same cage with the beast.

It was enough to distract the men for a moment. The gap may have been earlier in the hair. But the layers had enough of everything in that moment. Layers flew out of the room without sound and fleshed out to the enemies hiding behind the pillars. The men did not have time to pull out their weapons, slaughtered and lay down three men, and snapped the heads of the two men who pulled out their weapons in an instant. But still, enemies spring up next. I didn't expect so many enemies to be hidden because none of them showed any signs. This is a miscalculation for the layer.

"(Is it just bad to do it from the front... well)"

When the layer was lost in judgment for a moment, someone suddenly broke into the building wall, which was supposed to be upstairs. At the same time, a dagger poked at several necks. The intruder instantly removes the shoulder joints of the assembled enemy from his back and thrusts them into the layer. Layer calmly stabbed that enemy's head with a sword, and when he saw the enemy have postmortem convulsions, he abandoned that enemy without any emotion.

"You've come to a good place, Lunatica"

"Right. I'll clean up the rest."

When Renatica saw the enemy's position, she rushed toward the enemy on the right. We were to expose our backs entirely to the enemies on the left, but there layers guarded behind us. When the lay judged that, Renatica believed and went into action.

Layers don't hesitate to join the fight again. The enemy is quite hand-worked. With layers, I don't know what would happen if you told me to clean them all up by myself. It seemed easiest to clean up in one breath into this gap that Renatica had broken into.

And when the layers defeated seven more, the enemy raids stopped. It wasn't strange to have more numbers, but once the enemy's offense was completely stopped. When the layers looked back behind them, the number of enemies that Renatica had buried was over 10.

"I knew it wasn't for Renatica."

"Not really. I know how these guys do it."

"Do you know him?"

"The ones in similar positions. I worked in these guys' organizations."

The layer convinced me a little with Renatica's words. My colleague from Renatica snorted. All enemies are assassins. There is no sign of it and it is in front of me.

"Why are you here?

"Perhaps, it's hard to believe you've been hired. Direct orders from the top of the organization. Otherwise this many people wouldn't move."

"Organization? What organization?

"You better not know any more. If I find out, I won't be able to go back. They'll target these guys."

To Renatica's advice, Layer shook his head.

"I've already been targeted. If this happens, we'll do it or they'll do it, right?

"... I don't know the details either. But assassins always need a suitable place. From now on, we were moving to make the world chaotic. To create our own battlefield."

"An assassination group that causes war, that's a pain in the ass. These people have guilds."

Layer's words were suddenly blocked by a storm that ran between Layer and Lunatica. The identity of the storm is a giant iron sphere. It was a strangely muscular, stubborn man to treat lightly the iron sphere that would be twice the head of the layer.

"You don't look strong, though."

"Strong, probably the top of the organization. It was called No. 6"

"What number is Lunatica?

"I didn't have a number. But I've killed a number seven who broke away. Pretty stubborn though."

"Yeah, well, then we have to stay alert."

So when the lay laid his sword, Renatica felt that he was exalted. Looking at the layers that came out a step ago, Renatica goes into unexpected behavior.

"I'll take care of this place. I'm going up."

"Huh?"

"Work. I need to catch them with the commander here. Stay alive till you get back."

That's what Lunatica said. He jumped in earlier. Out of the hole. The layers were taken away for a moment, and what a bare hand to receive the iron sphere that flew with its gaps.

"Well, don't wait, they'll do it right. I'd rather be alone."

Now it was only this time that the layers looked at the sixth one and niggered.

Continued