The Branded Female Fencer

"What... huh?

Valsas never let go of his sword, but took it straight to the push with his sword. The performance of the sword is more than mutual. Then Silence thought it would be determined by the strength of his arms, but whatever Valsas' strength might think, it didn't fit. It should be impossible to lose with muscle strength reinforced to exceed even the layers.

"Fool, dude! What kind of arm do you have?

"You, swordsmanship is pretty good, but as a swordsman, you seem to be below second class. That doesn't make a difference in arm strength."

Grossfeld's gruesome voice entered Silence's ear, but it was nowhere near as it stands. Lost in impending imminence, Valsas' sword was about to approach Silence's throat. Silence was in a hurry but was coming to see if it was okay if he had defensive witchcraft, but for the first time he felt his spine freeze when he saw Valsas' sword eat inside of defensive witchcraft.

"Hiya!

Silence knew that defensive magic was useless, and turned the magic he was using to defend himself into muscle strength and pushed Valsas' sword away. Valsas was heavily played with his sword, but from behind it he could see Grossfeld's sorcery activated.

"Sora, we've got a gap"

"Ha!?

Glossfeld's magic of light flies from behind what Valsas did. Silence rushes to re-stretch his defensive witchcraft, but suddenly the stretched witchcraft didn't make the defense, pushed by the impact and Silence blew away. Silence that can be beaten up by trying to get into the rear meat wall.

"Kaha."

"Do you want to prevent that in time?"

"Excuse me, Captain, my stuffing seemed somewhat sweet. As a magic swordsman, I think you have reached a great realm. I guess I'm better at witchcraft originally and the sword is an addition. But..."

The sphere of light formed by Grossfeld overhead was of a size that swallowed one person to much. Silence's eyes were stunned by the magic that suddenly appeared.

"Stupid! I didn't know anyone but Arnelia could use such advanced light attack magic. Who are you?

"I told you, he said he was a disciplined monk. It's just that besides Valsas, it's a secret that I can use offensive magic, and I don't even know Lieutenant Betts. Everyone at Blackhawk thinks I'm just a dirty defense-only priest."

"You were conscious."

"That's right."

Silence was biting his teeth off feeling humiliated by the multiplication between Valsas and Grossfeld, where he could even feel spare. But Grossfeld doesn't do anything to leak a winning chance.

"Well, it's time for me to put a stop to it. It will be the same outside and inside when it comes to the passage of time, so if I'm not around much, there may be dead people in the crew."

"What, what's going on?

"Have you ever wondered how few people die in the Blackhawk? Whatever you're doing differently, there's never been a single dead man, no matter what kind of fierce battle we get into when the captain leads us. At least not since I joined the regiment.

The secret is that I use auto-recovery magic (auto-regeneration) across a wide area. As long as you're under my influence, my Blackhawk crew won't die unless you eat a fatal wound in one blow. "

"I don't know..."

The moment Silence found out the facts, Grossfeld's magic was unleashed. No matter how powerful a magic barrier is used, powerful offensive magic is hard to prevent. I thought both Grossfeld and Valsas were special, but what a sword Silence had slashed the sphere of light with. A sphere of light slashed by Silence's sword and scratched out to mist. Grossfeld and Valsas eyes opened wide for the first time.

"Oh, my God, is that a sword that disables sorcery? It's a strange sword, so I was wondering if it had any additional attributes."

"That sounds like an attribute attached to the sword itself. That's a pain in the ass. Your attack won't make it through."

"Heh, heh"

Silence spilled a creepy laugh. I will no longer take up silence either. It was slowly beginning to unravel its ferocious nature. He nodded his tongue at the blue-blue light-emitting sword and was doing it with his cheeks on.

"This is a dirty blood sword (Marveis Blood). It's one of those swords that comes out during the war. In front of this sword, none of your magic works. But I can use a magic sword with magic in this sword. A very easy-to-use sword that understands the user's intentions and also does not have self while recognizing the enemy and the husband. It all depends on my will to have it. Isn't that convenient?

"I see, it's troublesome inside, but it doesn't mean I can't defeat it. I'm not gonna try anything."

"Well, but there's no gap like that on me earlier. It was a glitch for a moment, but I can cook you guys anything more than I found out that nasty priest magic there no longer works.

If you'll excuse me... "

But before Silence could finish his words again, Valsas was slaughtered abruptly. Silence ugly distorted his expression to the same condition as earlier, but now his posture was different and mutually.

Another difference was that Silence's expression no longer addressed his elegance. The look, like his inner face, was ugly and distorted.

"So you're telling me to listen to me, there's a human flair!

"Did I tell you not to listen? If Grossfeld's magic doesn't work, until I crush it."

"Try it!

the word. At the end of the day the two began a fierce sword reward, but Grossfeld watched as he sighed. The sigh wasn't because I was depressed, it was because I was frightened.

Continued