The Branded Female Fencer

"It's not like I didn't do anything, the Spirit of the earth is completely in control. You can't get away with this. You look retarded on top of the blunt, that's why."

"... is that right?

Titania spoke differently, but the fact was Aigaoan was calmly grasping the status quo. Aigaoan was made, in fact, more than a decade ago. I was raised in a culture tank from birth, but my consciousness was kept in a semi-awakening state. I had vision, and there was always a creepy old man in front of me, and he seemed to be the man of his own creation. said the man. You are a reigning being in this world. It was explained that it had to be better than all life and therefore the best education to be given from now on. It was explained that the apparatus could not be removed until it was needed from now on, but that when I went outside I would be able to put everything under control. I wasn't sure what to say, but I figured it would be somehow a very good thing because a man talks so much fun.

The man first continued to impart his knowledge of the battle to himself. How to defeat an efficient enemy - that is, how to handle weapons, composition of the human body, and differences in how to fight in climatic and terrain conditions. Knowledge continued to be imparted, and Aigaoan was fighting repeatedly in consciousness. All were to be taught witchcraft, but the time of awakening came earlier than I thought. They told me to get up and get rid of the enemy because there was an imminent enemy in this place.

Aigaoan thinks. If I am the ruler of this world, I wonder who the man commands me to be. But my thoughts are unchanged and somewhere vague, and I still can't hold complicated thoughts. The transfer of knowledge, such as economics and geography, has not yet been completed. It was also a great pleasure for Aigaoan to have more knowledge, but recognizing that there were enemies in front of him in this way seemed to gush the will to fight from the depths of his body. The details no longer matter.

Aigaoan barked as his instincts did. I understood this was what I would fight for. Then the enemy must be eliminated. Because there can't be someone stronger than you, and you shouldn't be. I understood that they were all powerful enemies in front of me, but I can think of any countermeasures I want. Whatever it is, it is taught that your body is equipped with the abilities of every demon king ever made. The problem is the trade-off choice of ability.

Aigaoan had come up with many different ways to crack this situation with his lower body fixed. In it, just pick something more aggressive to execute. Aigaoan realized the process was fun. And that mouth was spilling a grin unknowingly.

"This guy!?

"Smile...?

By the time the Masons noticed, Aigaoan had grown new arms, his hands on the ground and wondered if those arms had swelled to the double, bouncing up to the ceiling in recoil. I didn't have a lower body anymore.

"Did you throw your lower body away? That easy?

Mason was surprised. Even though it fixed the lower body, it is a formation of a degree of solidity that cannot even be destroyed. I could also use gold magic to reinforce it, but I didn't dare. I wanted to direct Aigaoan's consciousness toward the destruction of the formation, but Aigaoan's actions exceeded Mason's expectations.

Seeing that behavior made everyone's expression all at once more dangerous.

"The signs alone were enough to draw a line with the previous Demon King, but in addition this judgment. I see, the anomaly trump card. That's dangerous."

"You don't have any spare time. Shempez, how's it going?

"(Pretty awkward. I don't even remember those enemies. Signs of the strong will be passed on to us who are swords. But maybe he's still confused about his confidence, about how to fight. Maybe he just woke up after a while)"

"I see. Now's the only time to beat it. Renatica, you might want to call the Alphilis and the others."

"Are you sure?

"Fine. Besides, it would be worse if we missed it here. After a few years, he's more likely to turn into a hell of a guy. You should destroy it individually and without a trace. Plus, if you have to run away, it's pretty quick. Titania, watch your step."

"Foot?"

Titania was told by the layer. It was annoying, but a sudden, raised arm from the ground slammed Titania to the side. The defense was made in time with the voice of the layer, but if you think Titania defended it with a sword, Aigaoan made Titania an eagle with every sword and slammed it against the wall.

And behind it, about twice as many arms as normal make a grip, into a beating motion.

"It's up to me... don't do it!

Titania creates slashing with just a hip twist with so little movement. If we created a gap through which the blade would pass for a moment, it would have been possible to strike continuously from there. Titania had intended to tear every fist behind her arm apart, but her fist thrust before she was torn apart. Titania fisted right where she was, but her fist was destroying the wall with such momentum that it would crush itself.

And when Titania looked at the base of that arm, there was the lower half of Aigaoan, who laughed nibbly and invincibly. He is starting to move by growing his head and increasing his legs to six. The look on Titania's face has gotten tough again.

Continued