The Branded Female Fencer

"... the meaning you're saying is inconsistent. If you kill me, they won't be after you anymore, will they? Then who did it?"

"I wonder what you're talking about yourself, but you need to scare me. You think of this event somewhere else as human resources. It's like a play to you to fear people and live and die, isn't it?

So I'll tell you what, there are no bystanders in this world. I don't like it, but we need you on our stage, Silence!

"Kid's got a big mouth!

Silence revealed his anger at Layer's words, but he was calm for it. The magic you chant fires multiple chunks of dirt. The chant is also classified as a short curse that doesn't originally take long, but the bone is powerful enough to take lightly if the intolerant hits it directly at birth. If the layers were frightened for a moment, they would be slashed with swords to continue standing, or they were willing to use magic that would be fatally wounded.

A normal swordsman would have done what Silence thought. But Silence tended to think of things somewhere with the knight sword at the center of his sword moves. A man ready to die, or a man waving a sword to live, is fundamentally different from a man waving a sword to protect. Their swords wave and wave lead to raw afterwards, thus a very sharp blow, albeit not represented by technology.

Silence did not know the essence of the sword wielded on the battlefield because he first learned the knight's sword and yet became the best user on the spot. Silence didn't know that technology alone could not push back the sword that was wielded to live. So Silence couldn't even notice why the difference with Valsas appeared.

So Silence doesn't understand the sight that is happening in front of him right now. Silence could not understand the multiple pieces of rock emitted from close range, such as the layers coming toward each other while dodging or cutting the skin.

"Hey, fool!

"Phew..."

A layer receives the last chunk of rock on his shoulder and tries to use the momentum to rotate his body and wave his sword. and at the same time a tremendous killing spirit was released from the layers. The momentum of the recoiled sword and the layers' unprecedented killing caused Silence to unwittingly wave the sword down.

Then Layer was forced to stop the movement of his body, which gained momentum with rotation, with one foot. Forced to stop too much momentum, the sound of his pants tearing in part and his muscles breaking in part echoed the layer's brain. As the various parts of his body screamed, Layer was forced to switch the sword's orbit from the horizontal girdle to the upper stage, freeing up the momentum he had stopped again and pursuing Silence's sword.

The sword of momentum catches up with Silence's sword, accelerating Silence's sword even further. And the overpowered Silence sword never stopped, cutting up his inner crotch, ignoring the magic barrier because of the sword's properties. Not too early in the day, Silence didn't even have time to let go of his sword and didn't realize his wrist was broken to get caught up in it.

"... what?

"Shh!

Layer punched further into his sword (Marveis Blood) before Silence recognized what had happened. Silence's right foot fell on the spot as the bone fell off with the dull feeling of tearing the broken meat, and Silence realized it was the first time she had been taken with her right foot after losing her body balance.

What Silence felt at the next moment was intense anger, not pain. The wounds on my self-esteem were greater, not the physical wounds of being hurt by those who had insulted me before.

"Ko, this kid is ahhhhh!

"Late!

It was already a sword that was thought to leave Silence's hand, but did not leave that hand as if sucking it into his hand. Layer was going to take Marveis Blood and slash him, but look at the strange sword of behavior and change that idea. Sometimes swords covenanted by old swords and sorcery do not leave their hands except by the will of the Lord.

Layer doesn't know that, but he realizes that Marveis Blood won't leave Silence. No, no. In an instant, he snuggles his distance from Silence to keep his body, and puts Silence's jaw on his shoulder. Of course, you can't scratch Silence's body by witchcraft, but Layer was aware of the weakness of the witchcraft barrier.

When I struck in the same way in Surasmund before, the sword was certainly prevented, but Silence's body glanced at him. That's the same this time. Even if you can prevent direct cuts from the sword, you can't completely kill it until its impact.

Layer's answer was one.

"Whoa, whoa!

Layer slaps the raised Silence body to the ground again with his sword. Kick it up even more, beat it up and slap it against the wall. After slamming him against the wall, the layer's attack was slammed like heavy rain in a row. The more late Silence's recognition, the more swords and fists he can tap to the point where he can't even confirm how many shots are being fired. Far from sword moves, Silence was so prone to rough attacks like a bunch of wolves that it took him so long to understand his current situation.

"(I am now - being attacked? Why, why did this happen? Yes, no. Is it possible to escape this attack more than that? Give me your wife's hand when this happens. -)"

Silence tried to use his hands to keep them, but he didn't even give me that time. Seeing that sight, Valsas and Grossfeld were honestly sending praises.

"Well, that's awesome. Grossfeld, did you think that boy would do this far?

"- No way. I thought he was going to die. Even if he dies, it doesn't make any difference that we win. But I thought he was an interesting looking boy, so I was hoping to see something interesting - more than I imagined. I never thought I'd use my enemy's sword to break down the magic barrier. And now the magic barrier will be physically broken."

Grossfeld was right, by the time Silence understood what was going on, his magic barrier was about to be smashed by layers. Layer's attacks never fade, whether his fists are crushed or not. Silence glared at the look on the face of the layer launching the attack. For the first time, I knew I had been stood on the side of being hunted, and I saw the eyes of my predators and feared them.

"Hih, hiwow!

"Uh-oh!

When Silence raised his non-screaming voice, Layer's fist smashed the magic barrier and punched Silence in the cheek. At the same time, Layer's fists were shattered, but Silence's cheeks were completely shattered.

Still, the attacks of the layers did not stop, and even if the cutting-edge of the sword was broken, there was no time for silence to do something. With a broken cut, in that pattern, or with a head poke, at the elbow, at the knee, at the tibia. Layer's attacks seemed to be rolling out, even though Silence was alive, dead.

It looked completely settled, and it was precisely when Silence's breath was about to be stopped that Layer was suddenly thrust by something that had stretched from behind Silence. In abrupt events, the layer is rolled back without being able to take a passive.

Continued