The Branded Female Fencer

"The more you look at it, the more you resemble Alphilis. Dye your hair and it will look like it."

"Just the way it looks. But strangely, the color of this hair can't be dyed with any dye. Especially not black. He said that he had changed his appearance into a human being, but that he would not give way to the color of his original body hair. I guess it's like instinct.

And the shape of the soul is as if it were different from Alphilis. This blanche is human in appearance, but the contents remain warcraft picked up in those woods. I miss it, but I can't forgive everything else. No, I miss it because it helps me get revenge too, but if you decide I'm not profitable for revenge, you're going away. This is a being that moves only for revenge. What a breathless way to live, trapped in a curse of vengeance, not a free and open soul like Alphilis. "

"It's a mouthful as if you knew. Lifeless, do you have experience too?

"Stupid, I don't have anything like that - no?

Unusual for a lifeless person, he did one conceivable trick.

"To me too - yes, don't feel like I've had the experience of living that way too. But for whom the hell...? Dortmund, do you have any verses in mind?

"... no, it's refreshing to me"

Unlike usual, Lifeless distrusted Dortmund's unclean answer, but did not pursue it. What Dortmund doesn't do for himself is because he doesn't say a word or say anything. Even if he's hiding something, Lifeless knows it's for him. So I thought it was the Lord's duty against Dortmund not to dare ask.

But did Titania also find out that Dortmund's attitude was strange? She also felt that Dortmund's signs were worrying for a moment, and she assumed that she had asked the wrong question.

Lifeless answers quietly.

"- Right. Well, isn't it possible that something that could be with me could move on someone's revenge? Because what you see in this world is my consumables."

"Yes, you're right"

Finally, neither Lifeless nor Dortmund uttered a word. The same applies to Titania. Only one person, Erlich, had previously heard from Dortmund and somehow guessed the situation.

"(For what, not for whom, I said. I guess there's still something to hook up with. It's sad I can't remember that. But to me too - no, I don't even deserve it in my case. You should have thought more and moved on to action when you were a person. Now I've made a mistake, but what the hell will happen?

Still, you Tetrastine. What are you thinking? I'm not really worried about Anomaly) "

Erlich thought about Tetrastine and Lissie, who were left alone in the woods, and looked in the direction of the Rumfort Forest Zone, which disappeared far rearward.

"Eleonor, Knicks. Come on."

"is here"

In the woods where the lifeless left off, Tetrastine summoned the sorcerer who had refrained behind him. When the battle in this forest is over, he is the belly-hearted man who commanded him to show his face once. I have now deposited it with Miriazal, but it was always possible to call it. It's been a long time since I've been called in for this fight.

It was thought that Tetrastine could give the black magicians one drawback: the lack of a wide area and an excellent sensor capability. That is why I believe that even if Eleonor and Knicks were secretly asking how they were doing during the earlier battle, they would never have been noticed.

These two are belly hearts in the belly, nurtured by Tetrastine. He planted more magic than before, and applied a look closer to brainwashing to the way he thought. My head is cut off, but always that thought is narrowed down to how to carry out Tetrastine's orders. Although it would be roughly as far away from normal people, Tetrastine didn't care so much because many people originally had no such people-like emotions with magicians. These two men, who also showed their qualities as natural magicians, would have been taken over by someone else if they weren't themselves to demonstrate their abilities, so the only difference was that the Lord who brainwashes changes.

Tetrastine turns to this ventriloquist, making inquiries.

"Are you doing well with Miriazal's men?

"Don't lag on the assignment. Those over there are also excellent. We're uncovering the black magician strongholds everywhere, and we're monitoring them all. If you want to set it up, you can always do it."

"Is that telling the side of the Magic Church?

"No, not yet. We haven't told them anything, and Arnelia doesn't seem willing to tell them anything at this stage."

"Right. What do you guys think?

The two often thought, and Eleonor, a sorceress, answered. Tetrastine thinks this guy, with long stretched black hair and a serious look, would have expanded his job if he was a little better at making smiles. At the corner, Tetrastine has laughed bitterly many times, saying it's a shame to be able to see.

Even today, Eleonor's expression didn't move like a doll.

"In my opinion, Arnelia would let you know just before we set it up. You won't have time to prepare because the Magic Church won't take the lead."

"You think Arnelia will fight for power over this period?

"I mean, there's a way of thinking about it."

"I think Eleonor's idea makes sense, too, but I see it a little differently"

"Well, tell me."

Knicks advanced and issued an opinion. Always this Knicks makes Eleonor, who is also older, speak first. Knicks, like a boy still in the shadows, has a seriously shining eye in the sorcerer. Ordinary witchcraft eyes can be a little more miserable with irregular life, dark desires, etc., but this Knicks was different. If you even take off the magician's robe, it will work as a good young man in Ichii.

Tetrastine also thought at first that the attitude she was taking a step back was because of her special victory, but recently she began to realize that it was a little different.

Continued