The Branded Female Fencer

"Dreyan's grown up, too."

"Speaking of which, Old Kapoor has been a beast general for a long time before King Dryan took office. What do you mean, the king used to be a very pig warrior too?

"boar, it's not something. Run out involving everything around you, and poke and break everything. He was such a man. Your generation is attracted to that fortitude, isn't it?

"Well, yes."

Seeing Roch, who looks slightly embarrassed, Kaple cheers, laughs

"There were many beast generals who were a little more dear before, but your generation came in and became bloody all at once. I was wondering what would happen for a while, but as Dryan grew, so did you guys. I didn't expect him to show his talent in negotiating outside the country. I didn't know you were going to be the kind of king who would pursue a policy of harmony with humans... for a long time.

Then maybe that's also coming to a new phase. Roch, can you do me one favor?

"Yes, if you mean old couples."

Kaple replied with a gentle smile, but Roch trusted the smile very much. He does not boast of one thing, but being in the seat of the Beast General for so long undoubtedly means that he is one of the best, and that there is no one to replace him.

The favor that Kapur made Roch was also important to Roch, who thanked him as he rounded his eyes and left the scene early.

Nia's training intensified. Wake up in the morning to train the individual, and show your face to the army, and anticipate the gap between the three beast generals, and do the handset. After noon he trained at Gora's, and after sundown he trained and trained individually.

In the process Nia starts thinking more about the characteristics of her species. Why is it that Gora, said to be the strongest of the beasts in the first place, is said to be the strongest, even though he is not fit to fight as a species? Of course, I know the season is making me do that, but Nia figured out what the season is in the first place.

And Nia asked Gora to make arrangements with the beast generals once.

"That's an interesting offer. Well, fine."

Gora took it on faster than she thought it would be nice to slap the kids on the nose once in a while. And he was to join hands with Roch, Vargo, and Lünca.

Faces I decided to train in the courtyard of the palace. He also thought about the decency of being a beast general and didn't want to show much to the others. I guess they know how it ends too. Although only Dryan looked at it with a slight glimpse of fun. And the other beast generals who heard the story gather.

"Seniors, can I see what you look like?

"Cerio, Temehe, join us!

"I don't like it, I don't fight if I can't win."

"Shit, you're still a beast man."

While Vargo is in bad shape, he takes the stand. There was a Gora in front of me who didn't even take a stand in nature.

"It's been a long time since I've been with Grandpa."

"Is that what happened? I just remember I was always wearing a speck."

"Oh, I won't tell you that. I promise!

As Vargo blushed, he rolled out that haughty fist with the rampage. Although the fist, which is said to be better than the broken castle hammer, was certainly a momentum that Gora would not have been able to take. Gora did not shrug, but that fist of Vargo was taken softly, as if the momentum was a lie when it rolled out.

"Nooo!?

"Fist momentum has increased, but the basics haven't changed. No matter how impetuous, it doesn't make sense if you don't hit it"

"Damn you!?

Vargo rolls out a series of fist blows as he barks. Attacks normally carried out with selfless obsession lack precision, and even bigger gaps should be made, but Vargo's fists were all the power of a one-strike special, and he also didn't see any gaps as if.

"(Excellent...! I didn't expect to be able to unleash so many attacks without interruption, that's a beast general)"

Near's inner praise was also marginal, and Gora had taken all of Vargo's fists. Yes, not a single blow. When they saw how it was, the servant beast generals doubted my eyes, but Cherio answered with a whistle, and Dryan watched as he nibbled in the wind, which he said was funny and irresistible.

"(Damn, I don't feel like I'm hitting my fist at all! It's like I'm training my Willow opponent!

"Is that all you got to do, Vargo?

"Not yet!

Seeing the extra Gora, Vargo still wanted to stick to his fist. You can fine-tune a series of hits and overwhelm them by hand. Adding kicks and other footsteps to that. Still obsessed with his fist was the will of Vargo.

Continued