The Branded Female Fencer

"... Huh?

"In short, it's the Demon King's blueprint, isn't it? It's better not to have that. What a tragedy a demon king can only create, nothing. Even Slasmund wouldn't have been that miserable without the Demon King. Many phantom beasts didn't have to die.

There will be no tragedy left in the next era. You will perish here with all that crazy knowledge. "

"What are you doing!

The lay avoided a blow by Doom's evil spirit spear and was shaking off Marveis Blood's blood. Bring a very horrible color to its eyes.

"You were right to stick around here. I was looking at this place when I was exploring the workshop, but it was made to be pretty sturdy, so I thought it would be here if I was going to run away at the end. He was out and gone in all sorts of places, so I thought he'd run away even in the middle of a fight. Well, if you're really going to kill me, when I'm so alarmed, I don't think I can do it by accident. That sounded like a hit."

"You... were a layer. Silence was your obsession..."

I saw the enemy who stabbed himself while Anomaly collapsed. Its eyes were blinking just to say that it was really unexpected, but it wasn't a strange and resentful glance.

The layers were cold again, too, but the colour of hatred is not up to the eyes. Just calmly destroyed those who should be destroyed. It was an act that reminded me of such a task.

"Some of you were like that. I haven't seen him lately, but he's dead, isn't he?

"Hmm... wasn't it you who killed him"

"You ran away, didn't you? Sure, someone like Tetrastine took me. I remembered because I met him today."

"What? Then Silence is - I see, is that what you mean? Is Tetrastine the poison of ambush? Is that what happens when you kill people who have been used one by one? Get close to us with that intention from the start - what a bold guy. We were the ones who insulted you."

Anomaly was somewhat of a guess, but I understood it clearly here. After all, Tetrastine was a dangerous man. I knew it and kept him company, but he said he was going to crumble the black magician from the inside out. Of course, the primary purpose would be about ourselves, but it was more terrifying than anything to think about taking down the black magicians as well.

On the other hand, Doom knew all about how it had been so far. He used a memory wand to find out all the causes of Silence's death. Of course I checked because I thought Tetrastine was frigic, but I left him alone, knowing it was Tetrastine who killed Silence. That was because Doom himself resented the Orangeables, so he wondered if he could use the Tetrastines in any way.

But now it wasn't. The Book of Life was spreading and vanishing, and Anomaly was also precisely pierced through the nucleus and her body was crumbling. Doom rushed over to Anomaly and stopped trying to hold that body back. Because it started to collapse from the part I touched.

Anomaly also controlled Doom with her eyes again. Because I realized that I could not help you.

"Hehe, is this the guy called karma? They haven't done anything loco, so they can't even choose how to die. You deserve it."

"What's gotten into you? Give me a little credit for that wickedness."

"We don't have that aesthetic together. And they're not built to be as obsessed with raw as humans. than that."

Anomaly reached out for her nearly collapsed hand.

"Last advice and favor as a friend. Kill me at all costs only Kubelay. I haven't set a lifespan for that one, and I have reproductive abilities. If you care about it, it is possible to multiply yourself infinitely as a king. That's why I don't have mobility. If we let the world go, we will repeat an infinite multiplication. Kuberet himself could be the end of the world.

And even if you put it in an Orange Bull workshop, it's never just a black compartment - "

Anomaly's will was blocked by the stones thrown by the layer. Layers didn't even allow Annomarie's will. The stones thrown by the layers accurately dictated Anomaly's face and chest, as well as his arms.

When Doom realized Anomaly couldn't do it anymore, he had unconsciously stretched his hands out to the Book of Life, which was about to disappear. Doom doesn't even know what it was meant to be. I thought of Anomaly as a friend, and maybe I was going to at least accomplish that thought, or maybe I just thought it was a shame. But by reaching out, Doom's fate changed again.

It wasn't just the demon king's blueprints that were written in the Book of Life. It was packed with all the magic, chemistry, biology, and other knowledge that Anomaly had in mind. I touched the Book of Life - I didn't know if that was the action of the Memory Cane or because the Book was collapsing again - but in Doom's head, which touched the Book of Life, a great deal of knowledge had flowed in that Anomaly had.

"Uh-oh!?

"Doom?"

Doom, who touched the Book of Life, was suddenly screaming and folding his body into a letter that would Doom cannot withstand the running of knowledge.

Osiria ran over, realizing something was wrong with Doom's screaming. There, there was a gap.

"Hiuuu!

"Ah!?

The layers that were about to lay down their swords burst into flames and tried to slash Osiria. Osiria tried to use her powers to twist and bend the activation of the layers' swords, but a tremendous killing gushed from the layers, and Osiria was stiffening herself with evil spirits. I had no idea there was such a thing as an evil spirited self.

And Osiria tried to manipulate the sword that Layer had in his hand with his demonic eye, but Layer had detected Osirian gaze, or he had staggeringly switched to Shempez, slashing and tearing Osirian eyes into one horizontal letter. Osiria's eyes were slashed and torn to the side, but the sword that hasn't taken any measures against her, the evil spirit, is usually ineffective. Osiria understood that too, but for some reason the wound remained and her eyesight did not return.

An upset ran to Osiria, who was deprived of his sight.

"... I'm not going back!?

"Ah... but..."

"Doom! Help!"

Layers about to be slashed by Osiria. Doom was cramping his body in fright, but he was responding to voices complaining about the crisis in Osiria and unconsciously manipulating evil spirits. The sword was played before the walls of the evil spirits that had been made before Osiria, and the lay did not fly. I see Doom and Osiria fleeing ahead. And I could see some of the bags that were behind them torn and the hands of the idle drooling from it. And I also saw some of my whitened hair. I would have been right to describe my hair as stained with silver rather than old man's gray hair. I thought it was very beautiful hair.

"A woman...?

Layer thought of that all the time, but didn't chase him after. Because there's no point in helping, and I had something to do here.

Anomaly with a collapsing body in front of her. He looked at the layer when he said something, but his eyes were strange and praiseworthy serenity. I'm used to being turned on hatred, but on the contrary, the layers got creepy, and I cut the anomaly. I cut it, and now it's time to stab the stomach for sure.

Continued