The Branded Female Fencer

"Hi, Cerberus. Good luck with your watch."

"Wah, wah..."

"It's cold!

"I almost froze to death!

Waiting for the Dooms who transferred to the surface was Cerberus, a synthetic beast of oak and poaches once made by Anomaly. Doom was letting him guard the base of the transfer in case there were any anomalies on the ground, and he left it as surveillance to tell them. Surrounded by a mega-eye clan for surveillance and several Berserker-shaped hecaton cales. These are not anomalies, but individuals created by Kubelais himself using the functions of the workshop.

And even Libby Doo beside. We also let her go from the stronghold where we made the castle, and this time we were bringing her in. to make contact with the surface. Naturally Libby Doo was a dissatisfied face, but when he stared at a point in the sky, he reported to Doom.

"As I just contacted you in a conversation. That's it."

"I see. I didn't confirm it, but I knew it was coming."

"You expected it?

Doom closed his eyes once instead of replying and affirmed.

"Oh. Where Experion was used - the number I was obviously making is more than the number I was giving you. I was wondering where you would use that stuff, because Orange Bull doesn't take care of True Dragon too much. I was hoping maybe."

"You already said that True Dragon didn't need any measures?

"That sounds like a good idea. My friend told me about it."

"Friends? Who?

"Don't tell."

Doom told him that with an innocent look, he sat Osiria down on her ass with Libby Doo, who looked incredible, and looked at her eyes. The wound is deeper than I thought.

"Osiria, can't you regenerate?

"No... I have a feeling it's slowly blocking. In the first place, there is no concept of being wounded by evil spirits, so this is also a matter of my imagination. I can't believe you let too much killing and sword muscle make you realize you've been slashed. He's a terrible swordsman."

"Sure. You have talent that you can't insult."

You're wounded, aren't you?

"Where was it, Pei, that hurt our mistress!

Dougla and Dougla's head barked outrageously, but Osiria was blowing up Cerberus just as loud. Cerberus rolls down the snow surface screaming. Porch's scream stuck to the snowfield.

Libidu changed his attitude as soon as he learned that Osiria had been wounded.

"Ha, you don't have to. Who did this to you?

"... none of your business"

"At that rate, there's a midget with no name. This is what happens because you insult them. It feels good."

Osiria was in the mood to kill Libidu, but she was much more patient because she had no eyes to stare at. If you try Libidu, you don't care about Osiria, who always likes his king Ta-doom. I try not to keep Doom in contact with them as much as possible because these two go badly together, but I couldn't help but this time.

And Doom asked Cerberus, who had crawled up the snowfield, another thing that bothered him.

"So, what about the anomaly split that was in the other workshop?

"I heard from Kubelais, and all of a sudden, they all seem to have collapsed. Even if each is an independent individual, it was Kuberet's conclusion that there are individuals who are more than just adding the ability to share experiences, and that other identities depend on the body -"

"Hmm. In fact, Mr. Anomaly's identity has not collapsed in all the workshops. Kuberet's theory was right."

Dougla and Dougla snorted Yeah, yeah. Doom was also nodding to agree.

"So, what do you guys think of Anomaly's death? Do you still miss me?

"Hmm... no, it's not like you cared about us, you're stupid to use it, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah!

"Huh. As far as we're concerned, if you give me rice and a woman, your husband will be fine."

"Dinner and women don't mean the same thing?

"A man is a meal, but he doesn't like it because it's bad."

"Wow!"

Doom laughs bitterly at Porch's consent. Speaking of anomaly shortcomings, I thought I'd be underprivileged, including myself.

Relieved to learn of Anomaly's death, Doom called Libby Doo in for an ear punch.

"Libby Doo, I need you to use your network to spread the rumors."

"Fine. Who should I spread what to?

"Spread the word for Arnelia that Anomaly is dead. You can sacrifice a bunch of orcs or a bursar car. Tell them that the workshop with Kuberley and the protection outside of the one I sneak up on is sweet."

"? For what?

"To keep the extra workshop between us. Try to get the Orange Bull in a bit of a hurry. Besides, it's perfect for measuring Arnelia's power."

"Get Arnelia? Now?"

Libidu questioned. It should also be Doom and Osiria, along with Maneater, Libidu, Insomnia and a few Demon Kings, Arnelia that went as far as to fall. No matter how unexpected, its power should have been known.

But Doom shakes his head.

"You shouldn't lick them too much. They seem to reinforce their power, and there were no pilgrimages at the time. It was totally different than I expected when I set things up, how silly it sounds. Besides, they use sanctified weapons. For God's sake, they are the most threatening enemies for us.

And I don't think so, but let us deliberately go in deep and insult ourselves - can't believe it's too much?

"... no, I've certainly never been beyond suspicion. All right, you're our king. I'll try to do something with my connections."

"It's weird that evil spirits are connected."

"I know a lot of people who live. That's how you built the castle. There's a bitch here with bad chest shit, and I'm leaving."

While Libby Doo said so and disappeared from the snowfield, the blacks flew at high speeds over the Dooms. From here, they will arrive in about a few minutes to Anomaly's workshop. That way, there won't be a rat left in that land. As I advised you earlier, it will only be if the Alphilis and the others escape in time. Doom didn't know when this was coming, so it was precisely Anomaly's infiltration into the workshop that could have involved a major failure.

But Doom has one suspicion here.

Continued