The Branded Female Fencer

While guided by Closes and Victoria, Alphilis and the others were even guided to the temple that there was a chief - Tetrapolishka. There was a temple not so far from the city, but not so far away from the northern entrance of the village, where magic prevented them from even knowing the place.

When will the temple be a product of the times? The decorations already applied collapse and the letters and murals cannot be read. The Alphilis felt like they were raging and devastated, but as they went inside, they gradually saw a tidy interior. Apparently, people's hands have been added recently.

"I'm doing some cleaning. Well, that's about the job of acting village chief."

Wictrier explained what the Alphilis and the others had guessed as if they were ahead. And when Wictrier said something to the big door that appeared in front of him, the door opened all by itself.

"Dear Tetrapolishka, bring you all - oh my God!?

It was the first time Victoria, who had been so calm, had been disturbed. There's a big ice inside the room - a pair of men and women trapped inside. It looked like we were trapped in ice in a friendly embrace, but that ice was melting and creating a large puddle on the ground.

And what did he panic about, Victoria runs over to the ice, regardless of her feet getting wet.

"The ice breaks too fast. Are you forcefully unsealed?

"I don't want this."

I tried to help the closet break the ice, but before that, an enthusiastic voice sounded to block the closet.

"(That doesn't have to be. You can get out on your own now, young witch)"

The voice didn't actually do it, but is this also a form of reading? With that clear voice heard by all, the ice broke temporarily and the men and women inside collapsed.

Wictrier rushed over to support the man and woman, but the woman was already conscious, holding her hand on her own, and when she took a breath, she stood up completely on the spot. The woman turned to Victoria as her brilliant blue long hair twitched and shaken her head and neated that hair wet in the water.

"Hmm. You haven't been out in a while. How many years has it been?

"It's been 47 years. Three years earlier than planned, Master Tetrapolishka."

"Are you mad at me?

"I'm not angry! Put on more clothes than that, you have eyes!

"Well, I'm not ashamed to show it to you."

"There's something called physique!

Wictrier with puffy, swollen cheeks and tetrapolishka with a bitter smile. When she squeaked her fingers properly, she knitted the moisture around her and tailored it to the vale, weaving it feathers. Those who watched accidentally sighed at the graceful behavior, or advanced sorcery.

"Guest, let's first apologize for being such a form of invitation. On top of that, I don't know if you can give me half an hour? Whatever I am, my husband will die cold as it is. Usually it takes more time to melt the ice, but it seems to have strained because of the rush."

"Yeah, yeah. I don't mind."

"Hmm, then let me be rude and get myself ready for once, too. Victoria, let your husband go. Do you have any costumes and ingredients?

"Yes, everything is in the back room"

"I'm hungry, too. Let's talk while we eat."

When Tetrapolishka rang his finger again, a demon emerged from a magic formation that surfaced on the ground. They were like knights dressed in armor, but they felt no anger at all, and those with witchcraft could understand that they were very teasing according to certain commanding ceremonies.

But when half the tease moved, they fell apart. Tetrapolishka sighed heavily.

"Because I missed the inspection the last time I summoned him. I didn't think it would be strange to get rattled, but not half of it."

"Because I'm out of my hands."

"Don't say that, because you usually feel the need to build artificial soldiers like this in times of peace?

When Tetrapolishka disappeared into the back room complaining of bumps, each of the armored jerks began to prepare meals and clean the room. Apparently it's a small-time use.

That's how the Alphilis and the others wait half an hour without doing anything. The Alphilis were seated without a little aristocratic dinner party. Tetrapolishka, dressed in a luxurious dress, greeted the Alphilis with a smile.

"Thank you for waiting, guests. Let's sit down."

"Then don't hesitate"

As Alphilis sat prompted, others would imitate it. Many already know that Tetrapolishka is the Great Demon King, but everyone imitates it because Alphilis remains calm. Of course, I don't even know how to be alert, but in that regard, Alphilis was trusted by his peers.

But Tetrapolishka, who was on the table, began his meal with vigorous momentum. Alphilis likened it and gained momentum to the extent that it did not lose character in the meal served. It is the companions and the victoriers who are pompous.

"Good eating, my guest."

"Because it's delicious, this"

"Root vegetables grow in these cold places, depending on how they are grown. Besides, the Warcraft are thick and deep in flavor. If you go out to the North Sea, you can take the pleasure of the sea all you want. No one but us is going to get our hands on it."

"Humans aren't the subject of a meal, are they, the Great Demon King?

Everyone on the field gave that question of Alphilis a little bit, but after a while Tetrapolishka started laughing a lot. Inside it was clear that even Lisa did.

Continued