The Branded Female Fencer

"Kubelay. I don't have a greeting for my returning parents. Wouldn't you? What are you doing by declining to contact me?

Kuberet's eyes opened one. His eyes were dazzling, and he watched Anomaly with obvious disdain.

"... what can I do for you now, Dad?"

"How can I help you? This is my factory. What's wrong with coming to inspect"

"Bad. This place can't move without me anymore. In other words, I am the Lord here now. [M] There's no sardine in your mouth."

"That depends on what you've created. I've been looking at it, and it seems to be working pretty well, but... what's wrong with my stature?

To Anomaly's doubts, Kuberet's eyes narrowed and his gaze turned to try Anomaly.

"I knew you couldn't share information without the power of your father, the individual, dying."

"It's not the answer. I'm asking you, what's wrong?"

"If you're separated, you'll be behind your father."

Anomaly looked back. There was a large incubator. Two large demons lead to many tubes in that tank filled with cloudy green liquid. Anomaly looked at it suspiciously but immediately understood the situation.

"- So you used my identity as a material for the production of the Demon King"

"It's also a struggle to procure materials because the humans there get in the way. Besides, it's not supposed to help my factory. I can move the factory on my own, so my father's identity is just in the way. So it helped me in the most beneficial way."

"I see... hehe, haha!

Suddenly Anomaly started laughing so hard that both Cerberus and Riddill, even Kubelay, watched over it. Kubelais and others were too surprised to see all the other eyes in the room. I stretched out my body thinly and used the room itself as my body, but I was surprised not to much.

Kubelay felt himself in danger for Annomarie's laughter, or he was beginning to liberate the demon king's division, which he created using Annomarie's division. From the incubator the liquid had been excreted and the tubes had been removed from their bodies. Kubelay asked Anomaly in a frustrating voice.

"What's wrong, Dad"

"Hey, I still thought parents and kids looked alike. My dad's glad Kubelay's grown up, I didn't think so. You know a little bit about human feelings, it's very, very funny that those you've created and raised exceed your expectations"

"... yes. Shall I give you a taste of the fruits? I'll make this factory material for you, too. I'll make a strong jumper, so why don't you dedicate yourself to it? If you don't have the meticulous oak there, be with the humans!

When Kuberet's eyes glowed red, two liberated demon kings used their tremendous power to strike anomalies. Riddill moved quickly and tried to stop those two bodies, but the sword he wielded was about to be played where the hell he was, getting in position filled him up, and couldn't stop the other from hitting the anomaly.

It was Cerberus, who accidentally covered his eyes thinking that the walking monster king waved his Ogi-like tentacles down to anomaly and that anomaly had been crushed, but there was no such thing as anomaly.

"Hmm, certainly better than the demon king I've ever made. Do you want to use me as a material? I see, I wasn't thinking about that. Nevertheless, it is well researched, if this is all we can do with the first formula, it would be brilliant to say. Kubelay, you are a brilliant demon king. But..."

Anomaly was on the shoulder of the Demon King at some point. The demon king tried to shake off the anomaly, but the movement stops unexpectedly. Quicker than Kubelay questioned the matter, he received tremendous pressure and killing from Anomaly. Kubelay, like the Demon King, was losing his temper to make any resistance in an instant.

"We need to keep the subordination firm. When it comes to the production of the Demon King, I'm the pinnacle, and no matter what you do, follow my orders at the end of the day. If I tell you not to, don't, if I tell you to dance. If I tell you to die, you die. Because that life was given to me.

If that means I can't protect you, I want you to die here now. But you're not so bonkers that you don't know how scared I am, are you? I want you to be quiet if possible. All right, babe?

"... okay, Dad"

Kubelay tried to make a voice of resistance, but the will of disobedience to raise that voice had already broken. Kubelay has finally come to know the power of his Creator. I wondered what a small world and assumptions I had ever lived in.

At least we have to keep it big here. If I were to resemble my father, because if I rebelled any more, I could easily understand not to hesitate to take my life.

Anomaly spoke gently to Kubelais thinking about it. Because the words were so full of charity that Cerberus and others were only as good as Sabu.

"Then why don't you show me to Gunz? I must have left it at this factory. It will be time to finish his remodeling. This is my first attempt to duplicate my modifications to become the Demon King. I'm looking forward to the results."

"Yes, he's in room 9 over there. He'll be awake, but he was in a lot of pain earlier."

"What about anesthesia?

"I need him. You think it would be more convenient if it hurts because you can desperately try to give other guys a taste of the same pain later? I don't understand it at all."

"Ha, that's good. Pretty sick, just like me, I like it."

Looking at Annomarie's back as she left with joy, Kubelay laid her eyes down, as if she had nodded. Kubelay wouldn't have wondered how he could unleash all this killing and pressure, but usually spoil himself to a clown-like position.

Earlier killings, that's a little less pale compared to Titania and Bradymaria who came to the factory one day to inspect. Kubelais thought of that naggingly, but found out it was something he couldn't help thinking about. Having made the choice to follow Anomaly here and now again, I don't even deserve to consider such possibilities. Now he tried to think about the operation of the plant while being ordered again by Anomaly.

But no one realised that the slightest rebellion at this time was a small but deep ditch on the surface for the next plan.

Continued