The Branded Female Fencer

"Kubelay, are you there!?

"... shut up, Dad. It's up to you to stay. I don't have enough feet to move. [M] 'Moving' is forbidden. Isn't that an order my father imprinted when I was made?"

"Come on, I wonder. Maybe you're trying to figure something out."

Anomaly walked out on her feet saggily when she glanced at Kubelais, her work, which was somewhat too brilliant. Ahead there is a terminal for Anomaly to run the factory. As Anomaly inserted her own hand into the two holes, she began to give orders to the center of the factory. From there, orders can be flown to workshops or factories built in various parts of the continent.

The information to which Anomaly is connected is understandable to Kubelais, but Kubelais was just as surprised to know where that order came from.

"Dad, what's going on? What the hell happened to giving orders to all the workshops on the continent?

"I've been cut off from the black magician"

"Huh?

Kubelay raised his voice of surprise. With their calm and immense intelligence, Annomarie's one-armed demon king, Kubelay, cannot forbid surprises either.

"Are you okay with that?

"It can't be okay. I should have had a chase by now. Right, perhaps Titania or Lifeless will come. My fate has run out."

"Like that other HR... no solution?

"I have a plan. But I'm not supposed to teach you. [M] Whose fault do you think this happened in the first place?

Anomaly's eyes were full of distrust of Kubelay. Kubelais with no shaking neck moves his eyes left and right to make a denial.

"If you doubt me, let me be clear, I have nothing to do with the management of the North. It is certainly me and the individual who formerly looked the same as me who administers the northern earth, but that's why my father should have adjusted it so that we can't get in touch with each other, and the thought process is completely different in the first place. I work efficiently for mass production. There's a lot of creativity over there, obsessed with developing new individuals. Dad should know that best. Sure, I was created as a free-willed individual, but I told you that he laid down multiple defenses so he could defy his father."

"Oh, that's why that workshop over there isn't even known to Orangeables. All my real research is out there. And I adjusted my regular six-monthly contact and my contact to go to you in case of a fire. For example, someone leaves the other workshop without permission, or something. The ability to contact me when there is a change is a top priority.

Until that person contacted me, I didn't hear from you. [M] As I've learned since I shared my memories, I've been left alone for a few months until the person I'm sending over killed herself and reported it to me. What the hell is this all about? The demon kings have already stormed around to their liking and even reached out to the people in Tetrapolishka's shelter. This would keep Tetrapolishka and the phantom beasts living on that land quiet. There are extraordinarily powerful demon kings left in escort, but even if Tetrapolishka survived the Great War. I don't know if I'm gonna make it to the deepest part of my workshop.

It's a fatal breakdown, Kubelay. Now, if you can open it, let's do it. "

I get up for killing from Anomaly. Kuberet felt his body temperature cooling from fear, but he admitted no excuse for not doing so on the spot.

"... there's no opening. 'Cause I really didn't hear from you at all. I just think the guys over there did something. If you don't care about this answer and want to dispose of me, you can do so. I'm not going to grudge you."

"... well, if I can do that, I'm doing that. But assuming you were innocent, disposing of you would result in the loss of one of my valuable production routes. Assuming a war with Orangeables, the capabilities of the factories and workshops we have today are invaluable. With all this power, no matter how powerful they are, they can't crush this one in one breath.

Well, then I need to go to the field and find out. I'll take care of your absence in the meantime. At best, you get your honor back. "

"I get it. But what if the black magicians come?

"It's just useless to be hostile, let it be. I know they think they'll be able to use the demon kings they produced themselves, but that's not going to be easy. I'm about ready for insurance when I have to. You can regret cutting me off at best."

Anomaly says it's quick, or she was disappearing with the metastasis. Kuberley spoke toward the darkness of a painting in the room when he confirmed that Anomaly was completely gone.

"Don't you think you can come out now?

"You were right to read. Is that a friend you should get?

"My liver's pretty cold, though. Besides, I'm not gonna be your friend."

"I can't get along."

Doom emerges from the darkness. There was a good grin on its mouth and a slightly sad look at the same time. Kubelay pointed to the look on his face and cast doubt on it.

Continued