The Branded Female Fencer

"It would be my mother's win. If you keep going like that, Alphilis loses his right leg and can't get back on track. So I stopped."

"Right. But I almost used the two remaining demon eyes. Still don't know if he was winning. It would also depend on what the magic Alphilis tried to unleash off his feet was."

"What? Sorcery from your feet?

"Oh, there was definitely magic converging on my legs. Now, what sorcery was it? Depending on that, there was also a reversal of the situation?

Wictrier does not answer. I've never even heard of magic emanating from my feet. It was as if I could not understand what Tetrapolishka was saying, but when I realized I was not joking, I had no choice but to shut up to Wictrier.

And Tetrapolishka said this when she came up from the water.

"Victoria, I know how to fight that."

"Are you saying there were warriors who fought the same way? That kind of creative way to fight?

"Mm-hmm. But it was a long time ago. I've forgotten for a long time, but I wonder if there are two warriors who fought in such a free way."

The sight of Tetrapolishka made me nostalgic for the old days and unexpectedly uncomfortable.

"You have to be sure. Victoria, I'm starting to get intrigued by Alphilis."

"Hehe. When it comes to wearing your mother's glasses, she's in trouble, too."

"Don't call my mother a troublemaker."

"But wasn't that always troubling your father? Because it's my mother who likes me."

"That's just my husband. And I'm not that bad."

"It's not convincing. We've been shown every 50 years that we're close enough to get ice pickled together."

The mother and daughter dressed in the same outfit followed the scene laughing at each other like close friends.

Alphilis and the others got some sleep early that night. He was fatigued by the forcible forces so far, and said he would leave for further depths than the next morning. Even though Wictrier, Tetrapolishka, gives us immediate guidance, the climate in the depths is said to be even harsher, and they strive to keep their health warm.

But that night, when everyone was asleep, there was a gentle visitor to the bedroom of Alphilis. Women and men are split into separate rooms for miscellaneous fish sleeping in thoughtful places, but Alphilis was falling asleep trying to get stuck around in Irmatal and Emerald. Whoever sneaks in there without sound was Tetrapolishka.

Tetrapolishka stared at Alphilis, who was asleep so that he could catch up with Irmatal and Emerald, but eventually spoke as if he had decided to.

"Alphilis, wake up."

But no reply. Alphilis' sleep is inherently deep, but he wakes up even trivially because Alphilis is in a state of tension when he is not in his private room. She's not as dull as Lisa says, but now that Tetrapolishka is doing the task of calling out to Alphilis while she surrounds herself with the magic of sleep, no one around her noticed anything.

There was a kind of certainty in Tetrapolishka, though what a contradiction it is to speak up to wake up in the magic of sleep.

"Alphilis, wake up... no, or should I call you 'Lord Instructor'?

"... hehe, I miss that name too."

Alphilis' eyes opened properly. In the moonlight enough to finally walk, only Alphilis' eyes captured Tetrapolishka's appearance like another creature. Tetrapolishka still remembered the kind of gaze that seemed to see the person deep down. And in this cold place, but also for the intimidation of even lower temperatures.

"Was it still the Teacher's Hall? I remember the way we fought earlier, so I thought it might not be. I didn't know you were still alive."

"That's the line here. How could he survive being pursued by all those enemies? Praise you only for your bliss, my strange disciple."

"This may be the first time you have been praised by the Teacher General"

"That's right. You were a bad godchild. There were many others strong."

"How about the strong ones?

"I killed him. With my own hands."

Tetrapolishka sneered at the laughter of something that was not a nitrous alphilis. Oh, I remember. This is how this man laughed, Tetrapolishka was feeling like he went back a thousand years.

It is the shadow of the alphilis, and the presence called the instructor continues.

Continued