The Branded Female Fencer

"... Ha!

When the layers awoke, it was a moment that was almost no different than when the consciousness was dimmed. Kersu remains the same, pointing an emotion toward the layer that is neither hateful nor joyful. However, the inner surface of the layer had already changed.

"Ha! Die, kid!

Until earlier, Kersu's attacks were even difficult to follow with his eyes. But this is the first time Layer has noticed it. It's not hard to chase, he said he couldn't because he's trying to chase it all with his eyes.

I don't know if Kersu's attack is instinctive or intentional. But Kersu's attacks contain countless manoeuvres. Layers couldn't keep up with Kersu's attacks because they tried to chase them all with their eyes.

Layers inverted their minds. Instead of reacting to everything, shoot down only those that come closer. Layer considered his reaction speed and sword moves and imagined a sphere centered around him. He said we should only shoot down the attacks that went into this. I thought that was all I could do, but oddly enough, that was the way the master of the sword used it when he had a perfect grasp of his time.

Sparks began to break out at a certain distance, mainly on the layers. The offense, which almost sounded like one sound to bounce back too uninterrupted, was startled by Kersu's eye round first.

"Kid! You're so busy!

Kersu had widened his body verse and was starting to spin as if he were a solo. Both power and attack speed jump, but the layers flawlessly flawless even that. But Kersu's aim was the depletion of the layer's sword. There's no way I can beat this heavy attack with a single sword.

Indeed, the sword swept from around beyond the lily, and the sword broke without waiting for two lilies. But Shempez plays. It's also in a flash, more powerful. Kersu uttered a voice that was neither angry nor startled.

"What is that sword! It would be against the rules!

"Come on, what is it? Besides, I'm not saying it's any worse now. I'll come back to life after I'm dead. It's worse that way."

A light-mouthed slap, but the sword trident unfolding between them was even more intense. Schempez played every time he broke, but the layers couldn't step in any further either. No, I wasn't stepping in.

It is possible to step in this attack gradually. But that's the itinerary when you step on thin ice. And I sewed through a narrow gap path, but it was crossed from time to time.

Previous layers would have chosen that method. But now I know another way to fight. Layers had concentrated on several points and carefully built up the process.

And meeting. Would Shempez have played it ten times? The change happened. Suddenly one of Kersu's arms was slashed.

"What!?

Even while Kersu is surprised, one or two other arms fall. Attacks launched at high speeds suddenly cannot stop their rotation. Then he sewed that gap and the layers jumped into a breath, attacking his torso with "Vols Fang". Was Vols' fangs sharper than Schempez's, and in one blow the blade was passing slightly through its body.

And at the same time as he puts a blow in, the layer flies and takes a distance. Kersu, who just thought the chase was coming, waited with his arms regenerated at high speed, but seemed to clap out.

"Are we done here?

"Oh."

The layers already had the sword in them. Kersu was somehow staring at the state with an unkiller eye and asking the layer.

"Tell me one thing. How did you kill me? Hardness should have been a lot better on me than that sword."

"You're right. So I kept punching in the same spot with different dimensions. That's all."

"Dimensions are not different, in the same place. In this battle?"

"Right. I have better eyes than people. I just didn't have that idea until just now."

"You say you came up with it in battle?"

I didn't realize that Kersu was going to tell Shempez about his traits - the experience - but Kersu seemed somewhere delightful. The speaking voice is also like a boy. The voice was floating, as if to say that I had discovered a shining gem.

"It's a big deal. You're not like me."

"I'm not. But I was lucky."

"So you're saying I didn't have any luck?

"It may or may not be. If the two of us had cooperated, it wouldn't have ended so soon."

"Right. But it's done."

Kersu's arms were searching for him and his body was starting to freeze from the inside. The properties of Vols' fangs - Vols' fangs, awakened as demon swords, freeze the slashed opponent. Layers who could hear the voice of the sword could also hear the voice of Vols' fangs.

Kersu was getting a blurred voice about whether his tongue didn't move well anymore. But he doesn't want to fight back anymore.

"Tell me one thing, kid... I mean, how do you think we should have lived?

"Come on? There's no way I can figure that out, and you can decide for yourself. Until that moment of death, don't you know that? That's why we're all desperate to live. Was your life so full of regrets?

"Regret -"

Kersu remembered. The boat was definitely dull. I don't know how many times I've been bothered from my childhood. But one day, after one person had fallen in the back of the woods, Kersu was left with one feather without being able to escape. The woods also appeared warcraft, and spending the night alone in the woods was nothing else. Kersu tried to do something about it, but it wasn't a situation where he could handle it on his own.

Kersu was ready to die. Village dwellers lose their lives by being attacked by warcraft and demons in the woods many times a year. But only then did the boat come to the back of the woods to help Kersu. Whether attacked by a warcraft or injured by a branch, his body was small scratched, but the boat lifted the fallen tree with its suspicious power, even as it raised its pitiful voice, and escaped the forest with Kersu in his arms.

At that time, I was really happy with my brother's presence. To be dull and called a stupid diagram, I thought I was on my brother's side.

There was a satisfying grin on Kersu's face.

"No - not so bad, it wasn't"

"That would be nice. He who dies smiling won't be in our world."

"Sure, yeah, well, now, good, you did, or the boat - sorry about earlier -"

Kersu froze with a satisfied face, and smashed and scattered. What do the layers think when they look at that scatter? Shempez was asking.

Continued