The Branded Female Fencer

"Let's move on to the next topic. Informally, but the Demon Society has decided to cooperate with us. Now the plan is one step closer to success."

"Oh, finally."

Hidun leaked his admiration at Oranzeble's statement, but no one followed it. That would also be true, except for Hidun, who is barely informed of the full plan. No pleasure at all.

Now the Oranzebles. The black magicians were meeting together and discussing. Now he rented out kiosks all over the city, and entered from the front with dignity. Of course, the clerks and the like are all temporarily manipulated with sorcery, putting up excepted sorcery. And even with the exception of Dragreo and Silence, even the Orangeable, Hidun, Titania, Lifeless, Doom, Anomaly, Bradymaria and Calamity were gathered together.

Karamity made a statement while Hidun's reception was even somewhere empty.

"It's been a long time since I've talked to everyone, too, but you're not around as much as the two of us, are you?

"Silence is dead. He burned an obsession with an extra opponent and died an insult. Dumb bastard."

"Are you sure he's dead? It's hard for me to think that someone so obsessed and hateful is going to die."

"But after he died, all the dolls in the fort did return with dust. You may consider him dead."

"Hehe, what's important is that there's no obstruction to the plan. I take care of all the groceries in Romansland. Silence was just using dolls to regulate people and logistics. It's no problem without him anymore."

Calamity laughs. Even today she is only beautiful in appearance, but refers to luxurious hair decorations on her golden hair and looks wrapped up in a bright costume. At a glance it was the occupation of the hand and the outfit.

"Are you dressed as a whore princess? Are you lurking in Tarram?

"Yeah, you can do anything here. People are drawn to brighter things than darker ones in that city. Anything inconvenient will be buried in the dark. No one cares if the darkness gets any bigger. You just have to put a lid on it.

And I was adding a little more handkerchief, but I wonder if it was Libby Doom's handkerchief who came in recently. She's flashy. You'll soon catch my eye. Are you able to supervise it properly?

"I'm at Libby Doo's disposal for the way it's done. Besides, she's the place where Tarram can show off his lead. I don't know much about your infiltration. I hope you don't complain."

"I'm not complaining. I just don't want you in my realm. If your men are about to hit me bad, can I honestly turn it off?"

"Feel free. Anything you can do."

Chisel, and air strain. Everyone on the spot felt a fuss. Since when has Doom become so mouth-watering with the other sorcerers? Oranzeble spoke when everyone tried to think of something in that attitude and tone that was different than before.

"Don't you? If you're arguing, do it out of my sight. But no personal fights. As always."

"Of course. I'm not stupid enough to sell a fight to a calamity opponent."

"Oh, you know what I mean."

"Waste fights are just tiring. That's as much intelligence as I can judge. More importantly, Master, what's your next agenda? If the cooperation of the Demon Society was installed, it would already be a cornerstone."

"Mm-hmm. The prescribed number will be met in the next battle. All you have to do is activate the procedure. I no longer know this plan, Meeschatres, nor Aldrius, who interrupted the plan. Our victory is now."

"Really?"

Doom dared not ask any more. The most frightening thing about Orangeable's mental manipulation is that he doesn't question it. Thoughts can be done, they can be fought unhindered by restraint. But I can't question one point as to why I have to listen to Orangeable's orders. And unconsciously, it also seemed forbidden to have hostility to the Orange Bull.

Doom unbrainwashed himself. And I haven't tried to solve someone's brainwashing since I've been in trouble trying in Dragreo. Anomaly had solved it herself. I don't know Hidun, Calamity, Silence. Lifeless, Titania and Bradymaria should be under brainwashing. Whoever you turn under brainwash against your enemies is going to be horrible. Doom thought we should proceed with caution.

But Hidun was watching the doom.

"Doom, something's wrong."

"What is it, brother? If you want to get weird, I'll kill you, okay?

"It's not difficult, it's close to certainty. I know you've been wandering around a lot of places outside of work lately, but what are you doing?

"Training and darkening, and a proper collection of evil spirits for my subordination. It's an original job, but what's wrong with wandering around looking for the perfect place?"

"Well, I really hope that's all..."

Hidun stares at Doom. Doom understood. Hidun is an unafraid man, but he hasn't come up with a certainty. Doom doesn't even know Hidun's detailed job description, but it was clear that he didn't have enough time to follow Doom around. But from now on, we may need to act more cautiously.

Oranzebul opened his heavy mouth as Doom strolled through such thoughts, bewitched by Hidun.

It's Doom.

"What is it?"

"Darkening is good already. Be quiet until you have instructions."

"... what? I'm not sure what you mean."

"The process of making the evil spirits of your Lord had been instrumental in our plan. But we don't need to go any further. And a little too much for you. I can't wait to be killed even by my loved ones. Be quiet without doing anything until the next plan is over."

"If that's the case, I understand"

Doom pushed and killed his anxiety and anger, but made him answer instantly. I was totally ahead of the game. It will be impossible for Doom to move freely throughout the continent in the future. It will also be difficult to use the black magicians to attack ruins like the one before.

Seeing Doom quietly embraced it, Hidun seemed to think of something more and more, but before he uttered that question, another person suddenly raised his voice as a slaughter.

Continued