The Branded Female Fencer

When Mason confirmed that Araune was completely desperate, he turned to the Orolons for the crease.

"Thank you. Had it not been for you guys, we would have been struggling harder. Bless the Virgin."

"No, I'm glad it was us. We may not have been the only ones that could have been wiped out. By the way, didn't you see the ice dragon? It's a big guy, too."

"Ice Dragon? There were tons of carcasses out there, but you haven't seen them yet. This is the one I'd like to ask you, did you ever run into cold air freezing on every wall?

"No, I didn't come across anything like that..."

When Orolon was about to answer, the ground shifted and swayed. Araune had turned into a giant pine light, but how thick, not enough ice to melt yet. The vibrations gradually grew larger, accompanied by shocks that pushed them up from the bottom.

And a huge shadow that came up from the ground of half-melt blood. The ice dragon has a long neck, but his body still remains buried on the ground because his head is already likely to reach the ceiling, but it should have been an ice dragon boasting a stunning giant at the outset.

No, I described it as' should 'because it was ugly and disintegrating and emitted a rotten odor. It was undoubtedly the decaying dragon (dragon zombie) of the ice dragon.

"Is this the ice dragon you're looking for? You're a very distinctive guy. Plus, it seems like it's bigger than ever, but... is this the head of the Ice Dragon?

"Oh. Substantial lord and administrator of this North Seal. Ice dragon bram cell. It occurred in almost the same generation as ours, and we used to run around the ice fields together when we were young. I didn't think so, but you were looking like this..."

Orolon and Vitara seemed unable to hide their upset. That was impossible again, too, but Mason is thinking of something else. I've seen as many professional moving corpses as I can, and I've seen dragon zombie classes several times. All that we can say in common with them is that they all have delusions about the world, and while it can still be just a corpse back if they clear their delusions, many are unreasonable demands and delusions, so it is quickest to physically extinguish them.

But I don't feel such an intense demand from this bram cell. It really just looks like it's moving.

"(Aren't you a regular dragon zombie... yeah?

Cold air leaked from all parts of the rotten body when the icy dragon's unstoppable movement stopped. The melting ice instantly freezes. Mason understood one thing.

"I see this is the source of the cold air. But don't exhale cold air from strange places. Surely the dragon species should have a structure called 'dragon sac' in their throats to throw up braces. I've never heard of a dragon that takes a brace out of its belly or its ass."

"... that's my ability"

There were those who answered words that could also be mason's provocation. Someone and everyone searched for the Lord of voices that sounded in the room, but eventually something looked like a face floated in the drifting cold air. I can finally tell it from my eyes and mouth. That seemed angry but laughing.

"I'm Mooser. Who will be entrusted by Lord Anomaly with the defense of this workshop"

"I see. Will very cold air itself"

"I don't know."

"I imagined it, but it's troublesome to see... it's more awesome to be able to make it for someone like you"

Father is all-purpose.

"Oh, it's so versatile"

Mason mocked. Mooser reveals his anger at the act.

"What's wrong?"

"You're so versatile with all the gaps, your father and I are. Abandoned by the black magician, he is now pushed against us again in an extra way. Maybe it's impeccable in terms of ability, but it doesn't seem to be just luck. Or doesn't it even have a plague god?

"Shut up! I know it's the plague god, but I'll rule out those who are enemies to your father!

"Unfortunately, the battle is over. You lost, Mooser."

Mooser noticed all the time. Mason had been shaping himself to hold something with his hands since earlier, but he found his body sucked into it. Mouser tried to escape, but it was already too late. I could no longer defy the flow.

"You said the guardian here or something. That's like exposing yourself without combat experience at the same time. Besides, it was no good that the room turned into a secret room. I can manipulate the air flow in the closed room and lock you in here just by aggregating.

Living in a dragon zombie and manipulating that giant was an idea inside, but it doesn't seem to block where it emerged with that giant. What you lack is intelligence that understands your traits. "

Mason doesn't even have time to hear Mooser's objections, and he holds Mooser in a sphere of wind to the point of pinching his palms. And when he sprinkled the water he had brought in as a beverage from above, the mooser froze in an instant and became completely immobile. And the remains of Bramsell, who had lost a host named Mooser, fell on the spot.

Continued