The Branded Female Fencer

"Do you want to do the same? Oh, my God."

"Don't be ridiculous, Puritanical White Fun. Do you think I don't notice the Lord's plan? The sweep of ghosts, the Solemn Qing of the Great Names, plans to invade the West. And the resources that have been stored for several years now and the establishment of a fleet that is too many for invasion. The answer leads to one.

You are going to create a country on the western continent. Wouldn't it?

Puritanical Bai Fu kept his mouth shut for a while to the words of Oranzebul, but eventually let down his mouth.

"It's an interesting imagination. The Wizard looks like a dreamer."

"It's also an idea to be too strong, white fun. That hope of yours is an endlessly difficult journey. Even the Lord, who possesses extra power and abilities for humans and ascends to the head of the Demonic Society in a generation.

No, you must have noticed it yourself. That's why the Lord rode Bradymaria's proposal. You discerned my intentions without seeing them, and your Lord decided that it would help your desires. Or maybe I thought it was hard to crusade a ghost on my own. "

"Don't care what you say from above."

"What. You and I need the Lord's help. Because it's very important that your lords attack Arnelia."

Puritanical white pleasure denying the snort rough and orangeable, but the orangeable persuaded and continued patiently.

"Is there anything besides Arnelia on the western continent that would trouble the high elves"

"Spirit Knight Diore, this is very troublesome"

"One human being, you mean out of hand"

"Not so"

Oranzeble stroked his beard like he was in trouble.

"A Spirit Knight is, so to speak, a being chosen for the Spirit, and hence for nature and destiny. And we magicians and wizards exercise our power by covenant with the Spirit. Therefore, harming the Spirit Knight whom the Spirit wants to use is like eating yourself in shreds. No matter how disturbing the plan, you can't harm it."

"I see that killing spiritual knights also sharpens their own power. But there seems to be plenty we can do."

"Surely there are as many ways to do it. But it's not good for Diore to live as he is. Whatever I manipulate, I can't give orders that are complicated enough to keep my current role going, given Diore's social position. No matter how much I use my spiritual restraints, there are limits. Because human beings are complicated only by their mental structure. Manipulating as you wish breaks bones inside. Abnormalities such as memory disturbances and personality changes have also appeared in those who are manipulating them today."

"I see, even with enough magic to be the Five Wise Men. Isn't it omnipotent?"

Puritanical White Fun laughed as if she had made a small fool of herself, but the Orange Bull unexpectedly affirmed sincerely.

"You're right, if I were truly omnipotent, I wouldn't have had to worry."

"Besides, aren't you still going around with allowances or gradually killing humans"

"Rather, I take great care to kill only the very least"

"I see I can read your aim."

Puritanical leisure was indulgent. That attitude is gradually gaining room.

"Orangeable, you and I may indeed have the same idea. It's the actions you take that are different, but you seem to realize the same facts"

"Exactly. That's why I sent Bradymaria to your Lord, and now I'm here myself."

"Let's hear one thing. What are the odds?"

"Yes. The activation of the plan was delayed by more than a dozen years because of the person who would be Aldrius, but there is no further delay. The achievements of the plan are almost upon us. I can no longer stop activating the plan. In fact, it's already moving. In the western continent there is a great battle. The Lord wants Alexandria multiplied by that gap and hence Diore stopped."

"So you don't let him live and you don't kill him. Does that mean the reward is land on the western continent? So, what happens then?

"There are many elements of uncertainty there, but there are two key people. One is a person named Alphilis. This is now leaning on the church of Arnelia. And the other..."

"It is my daughter"

Beside the Orange Bull, further shadows emerged. In a white costume, white hair, white skin. Seeing the woman's skin, which seemed clear and even clear behind her, Puritanical White Fun was more disgusting than I thought it was beautiful. For it did not belong to the world in which the woman lived, but appeared to be an artifact of another world somewhere. I didn't feel anything from a woman called vitality, but certainly the woman was alive and moving there. When the only red tongue with color moved, and only one black eye stared at the puritanical white pleasure, like ink dropped on the water, he was ashamed to become stiff for a moment to beauty and horror.

Knowing or not the inside of that puritanical leisure, the shadow introduced itself politely, but with dignity.

Continued