The Branded Female Fencer

"(Where... where's the layer?

Renatica was heartily running through the fort of Kandert. Whoever enters sight truncated everything but his allies. I didn't mind if it was a doll or a living soldier. All who block the way were slaughtered down by Renatica.

For Renatica, the layer was the first life that I held responsible for. Of course it matters, Lisa, and it makes no difference what Lisa wants to protect next. But the layers are no different from what Renatica has spontaneously attempted to build up.

I won't let the layers die. It was not how complex Renatica thought of what, it was almost unconscious behavior.

But Renatica didn't know where the layers were. If there was a chaser, even if he had the perceptive ability of Renatica, whose intuition works even beyond the two rear mountains, he didn't know where the layers were, confused by the numerous signs and killings on the battlefield.

Renatica stopped on the roof of a private house once and looked over the entire battlefield.

"Don't rush, think. Layers don't die that easily. But it is also true that it is difficult to grasp the location of layers in a messy battlefield. Where would I go if I were a layer"

Renatica looked over to the battlefield and noticed something. Mercenaries have not yet flowed into the castle. If you gaze at the main entrance, there were already rosetta-like figures waving swords on the walls, but there were oddly few soldiers around the main entrance.

"The main entrance isn't open...? If there was any obstacle, the layer was inside the walls. If that happens, it won't be my turn, but... hmm?

At the same time as the anomaly at the main entrance, Renatica noticed an anomaly in the castle. The dolls I cut off earlier were fitting soldiers in this castle. Then they should act as defensemen in this castle. That's like assembling around the main entrance.

On the contrary, you can barely see the city in this castle. If we were to draw into city warfare, the roof of the dwelling, which is the height, should have been in formation. But you can't see any of those soldiers.

"This is crazy... ha!?

Renatica looked back feeling signs right behind her. But nobody was behind it, and it looked far rearward.

What Renatica saw was a woman swordsman whose whole body was in flames. Her hair burned in the red lotus, and the woman with the two swords nearly abandoned the soldier skewered with a sword. Soldiers look flamed and tormented. But the swordsman was not afflicted by the flame, and disappeared from the roof of the building with no expression.

At that moment, the sudden loss of strength from Lunatica's body, on the spot, Lunatica collapsed to slip out her hips. Lunatica herself knows exactly how she didn't.

"What, are you... oh, no..."

I was speechless beyond that. Because the female swordsman was the scariest, most beautiful, and saddest Renatica has ever seen. Renatica couldn't find enough words to describe her aggressively.

When Lunatica, calmly returned, just approached the place where the female swordsman was, the scene rolled with the remains of the dolls truncated like mountains. This is why the dolls, or soldiers, did not come to the front gate defense. Everything was held back by that woman swordsman. That number goes down a thousand.

Renatica fought. I don't even make myself feel the signs that I'm fighting, and wonder how I can kill so many stupid dolls perfectly. Renatica often forgot about the layers, and stood among the wreckage wrapped in flames.

"Ugh, that'll take longer than I expected. Exactly. Long-range metastases break bones. You must have been tired of waiting, too, huh?

Layers did not respond to the silence's light mouth. He just glances at the gap and stares at the silence. Layer's eyes told him if he even missed a few gaps. But Silence smiled lightly and returned the grin. There was even room for that look and I was totally making fun of the layers.

No, or maybe not. So far there has been no gap in silence for a moment. That fact showed that I was wary of layers on the inside. That's why Silence has been so careful in chanting and taking his time.

Layer waited. Aim for Silence to stay alert for a moment. Because otherwise the layers don't have the strength to just confront each other from the front. Betting on a momentary gap, the layers stood still for strength without wasting any resistance.

There was an unusual tension between the two of them, not because they were interacting like that, or because they didn't put their swords together. Even though it was a factually captive layer, it was like keeping the beast connected to the chains close to you, giving Silence the nervousness to just come and pull itself apart the moment the chains were broken with some clap.

Silence had no alarm. Silence doesn't underestimate the layer thing. Also he was a man who chose no means and at the same time did everything in his power to achieve his purpose. Silence should have taken every means to torment the layers and also to satisfy his own desires.

But Silence wasn't thinking. When you use magic to metastasize, even if you are in the junction, you are connected to the outside world. I had confirmed that there were no people in the Sorcery Church, so I assumed somewhere in my mind that I would not be struck by any sign of sorcery. At least, he said it couldn't be intrusive if it was easy for him to enter his own kingdom.

So when the junction was suddenly broken and the sword flew in front of him, Silence was heartily surprised and made a serious voice for himself.

"Gha-ha!?

"Mm, looks like you hit something"

"Captain, stop poking your sword in before you even know what's going on inside. What would you do if someone were here? You're not a kid with an ant's nest, are you?

"If there's anybody but the enemy, he's out of luck."

Along with his merciless words, it was Valsas who had entered the kingdom by trying to slash it open with a sword. followed by Grossfeld. As they descended into the junction, they looked inside and grasped the situation. Grossfeld revealed his disgust at the whirlpool of suspiciously ugly meat walls.

Continued