The Branded Female Fencer

There were three of them watching that scene where Jake put a stop to Euwayne. One is Brandio.

"I'm surprised, that little one. How weak, though, do you finish that demon with your sword? Miriazal lady, is there ever a time when a fox only sees you"

Brandio had already caught up with Euwayne. So he noticed that Crudas was engaged with Euwayne, and he often decided to ask what was going on. For Brandio, it doesn't matter about Crudas. If Crudas wins, that's fine. Otherwise, I was just leaving.

After seeing Crudas change in the first place, Brandio had missed the opportunity to leave. Brandio knows the secrets of the Lazar family, not just Crudas. But it was probably only Miriazal himself who knew the secret and, at best, Miranda, which even the three archbishops could not have known. Yet, if Brandio gets out in front of him now, it is imperative that he be subject to restrictions from Miriazal in the future. Brandio decided to watch the battle between Crudas and Euwayne in silence.

I just couldn't let Jake kill me. The peculiarity of his presence is noted not only by Miriazal, but also by the pilgrims nowadays. That strength at that age. And its growth rate. Above all, the expression of power up to the anomaly when dealing with big men is already known in the upper ecclesiastical layers. A limited number of humans knew that it was also he who stood by the struggle to protect Princess Rayfan, and the Great Evil Spirit Insomnia.

"The archetype of the Holy Knight? If you're on my side, you can count on it, but you haven't. Do you want to turn into a knight? Well, I'd like to try it when it's done. More than that..."

Brandio was looking at two points. One is in the darkness on the other side. Clever hiding the signs, but there's definitely someone lurking. Until earlier, I didn't feel any signs, but now I feel someone's gaze. I wonder how surprised they were, too. Pretty sure for a good user, but because signs appeared for a moment. Brandio was then paying no attention to the signs in that direction.

And there's one more thing that bothers me. It is Crudas.

"That kid, stay like that. Yeah, I guess. I only feel bad signs..."

But while Brandio was troubled, the situation was already moving in a direction no one expected.

There are those who watched the same scene in the darkness Brandio was watching. He put his hand on his own sword and was ready to jump out at any time, but this was also due to the unexpected activation of Jake's power, which was to end in vain preparation.

Though one of the expected ends, even for this person, I can't forbid surprises by striking Jake's power activation for the third time.

"That power of Jake... that's still"

Those lurking in the darkness remembered a long time ago. Called the Holy Knight, his own friend wielded power over numerous demonic opponents. I never lost my hand from a country, but I didn't belong to any country until the end, just one of my own righteous friends.

What a proud warrior. An argument I tried not to understand what my friends thought, my presence was also called a prototype of a knight who drew a line with a warrior, gathering people's respect all together. But the honor should have been given to that friend.

He was the same as Jake is now. The number of demons he defeated was higher than anyone, even though he was not as good at handling swords as he was at, and was less capable of being inferior than many of the heroes who emerged in his generation. It's just that the battle isn't on the table of history, and if he craves fame, his name would have left people wanting respect as the best hero in history.

As a shadow lurker was too spared, he tried many times to bring his friend to the table of history, but his heart never changed. He laughed softly to the end, fought if asked, and died old. It is not yet clear that what he desires is what he desires.

"Will Jake be like him, too? No, he and Jake are not - but"

Defending Jake is an order. But more than that, he wanted to know about Jake. He wanted to see the fate of some of the best swordsmen of our time. Time is lucky, enough to sweep and throw away.

If anyone interferes with Jake's growth, I would also like to try to help him to the extent that it is not contrary to the Lord's life.

"And beyond that -?"

And he that lurketh in the shadows questioned him. Watch him grow, and what to do. Without that conclusion, the situation could not wait for the hour.

Crudas was likewise slowly aware of the scene. Already the power is difficult to withhold and is awakening. Euwayne's attack, which I felt so quickly earlier, is no longer just a speed when Namekuji walks. This would have definitely put Euwayne on hold. And I don't have to wield that power, I have a relieved self. That I might not have to abandon people with this.

And on the other hand. Emotions existed to regret that it was not myself who had put this demon in place. How come it's not me? Why not lead the Knights of the Temple to crusade demons, earn the trust of Miriazal and his companions all by themselves, and the most talented of the family...

After releasing his power beyond his limits, Crudas was likely to finally catch up with this demon. But Jake seems to increase in strength according to his enemies. Unlike myself, who can no longer see the future of growth, Jake will continue to be strong. And how long do we gather people's respect, win trust, and leave them wanting honor? Crudas' imagination ran wild. Is it because of the power that springs up, or has his own emotion erupted that has been repressing him? In Crudas, I heard the sound of the balance tilted. And it became clear to me that the balance would never be undone again.

Crudas unleashed a growl that did not scream in his heart. For a moment, just a moment. His emotions became uncontrollable, and the power of sleeping awakened in the Crudas.

Continued