The Branded Female Fencer

"Dortmund!"

Renatica raised her voice for the first time against Dora's name. Even she is amazed at Dora's identity. That should be it, too. Hero King Graham - the mightiest knight, who served the lifeless. When the concept of a knight still does not exist in the world, it is called the first knight, a warrior whose deeds are said to have become the norm of the later world. And its strength also became a legend.

The battle was squarely grand, hated cowardice, helped weakness and frustrated wickedness. A man who fought bravely and courageously all the time without one of his escape wounds on the battlefield. He is the best warrior of Graham's men, to whom Hyun-je gathered, who left many of the most heroic Tan. Even now, a thousand years later, it is said, there is no knight in line for its strength.

That's what's right in front of you. Even Lunatica knew that fairy tale.

"Stupid. A thousand years ago."

"The hero king is alive. Is it any wonder I'm alive?

"But"

"If you mess with the story, I'm a sub. My clan lives very long, but few new lives are born. My sister's dead, and I'm already one of the last.

But it was me who taught the hero king martial arts. Graham - You've lived a lot longer than a lifeless person. I would be 1500 years old already. I forgot the exact age. "

"Sengo-"

"Still about half the life span? If you convert them to humans, they're like mid 30s. I also feel somewhat too long to live, but you were fortunate to still be in this turbulent time. I've lived long and never been bored. But that doesn't matter now. The point is, we're going to do this."

Dortmund glanced at Jake. I don't see any fright in that look. Still clear eyes. I wasn't lost in Jake's eyes.

"Right. Whatever I am, I don't care how I feel."

"Oh. Whatever you are, it doesn't change what I do. As part of the knight of Arnelia, and as your friend, I will stop you here."

"Though it's only for one person to say. If it's accompanied by strength, it's just a cloud!

Dortmund took a step forward. The sense of weight just the giant body deserves and the heavy intimidation surrounds Jake. Even Lunatica, who is watching beside him, feels considerable pressure, but Jake, who is confronted, will not be the ratio.

But what was going on with Jake's mental state, I just stared straight at Dortmund and didn't move. Getting into my eyes is an incomparable machete. And a monster of faceless armor. Its power to gently shake up the machete of a horse-slashing knife with one hand also makes me nod that I used to put the cyclops together and turn it into a trisomy torso slayer.

But the moment Dortmund tried to wave down his machete, Jake was moving as the wind was, striking Dortmund's face with the belly of his sword. Dortmund, who for a moment had no idea what had been done than the shock that had happened, was surprised to recognize reality. And more than that, I was surprised by Jake's expression.

"You're making fun of me, Dora!

"... what?

"I'm not willing to kill your sword. Are you going to beat me and run away? You're telling me I don't really deserve to be relative!

Jake's voice was full of anger. Sure, Dortmund wasn't seriously going to kill Jake, so he was at least thinking about making it non-combatant. But in front of the sharpened sense of Jake, it became a slightly more far-fetched choice.

Sharpened Jake's senses easily outstripped Dortmund's movements. Dortmund realizes that he missaw Jake's breadth of growth. It was also conveyed to Jake and Lunatica that the look of Dortmund changed over the armor.

"Jake... Meanings kill people sometimes, huh?

"I swore I'd be the strongest. Even if you're the other guy, no, you can't even retreat if they're you!

"Idiot, it's not an oath, it's a curse!

Dortmund set up a great sword. If you wave it down, the sword, which would even decide on the walls, sets its aim on Jake without alarm. If you take it, you'll turn Jake into two blades for each sword.

Still, Jake jumped in without hesitation. Defend it and you lose. Then we'll have to attack first. Dortmund waves down the great sword with the killing. Jake was flying as a martial mass of iron attacking him with a roar tried to snub Jake's torso.

Continued