The Branded Female Fencer

"... looks like you're back."

"Yeah, I saw you safely"

"What happened?

"Is it going best in the assumption? We'll rendezvous with them in a few minutes and get out of here. Shouldn't the captain rest while he's at it? Even if we could get out of here, I think if we could get chased by the god generals, it would be a series of fierce battles."

By the side, Zeldos and Betts bring in a liquor bottle in one hand, snoring heavily and sleeping. I used to blossom in stories earlier, but I think I fell asleep where I was drunk. It's a strange thing, because even in this state, if the battle gets closer, it will happen in an instant.

Grossfeld and Valsas turned their gaze back on each other and Valsas gently closed the book.

"Then let the words sweeten you"

"Go ahead, I'll sleep a little when I'm ready too"

"Please, I need you."

"I know. But even without me, it's strange because the captain might be able to do something about it."

"It's a buyout. I can't do it without them being alert, like how a swordsman can do magicians. Is it better than that? They're former men, aren't they? Archbishop of Olimpus which"

Grossfeld smiled bitterly at Valsas' words.

"It doesn't make much sense in them, such as standing. The god generals had a lot of respect for me, but the clergy, the nuns would have neglected me. Instead, wouldn't you come and kill me as a delight if you found out I was your enemy"

"Are you ready to fight?

"- What do you think? The truth is that I don't want to kill you if possible. My brothers and children seem to have quite a few adorable faces. Just be prepared when the people of the white ranks come out. Whether or not I'm going to do everything I can to help you."

"It's still a battle until you leave this palace. Well, we'll figure it out."

"Our members really have fat livers. You too, these two. I didn't think anyone was as bold as me, but I just lost confidence."

Grossfeld was smiling bitterly again. I'm pretty good at smiling and stuff because I was in a responsible position, but it's only since I came to Blackhawk that I laugh bitterly. But Grossfeld's days have been full since he became part of this mercenary regiment. Grossfeld thinks it is precisely an event to thank destiny that once fought Grossald and met injured Valsas. Even if all that was lost because of him, the days spent with Blackhawk faces were irreplaceable.

Late at night. As Alphilis softly woke up his buddy as Grossfeld told him, he prepared to travel and pushed the door of the room outside so that there was no noise. The entrance, which was thought to be guarded, was completely deserted. On the contrary, there is no sign of anything around. Of course, it is also a sign of witchcraft.

When Alphilis pushed the door open after letting Lisa confirm it, there was a half-bird and a half user demon of the size on hand sitting right there. With a loving face, he rose in a hurry when he recognized Alphilis, thanking him for the way he was unfamiliar. And you were going to guide them as they flew, and you took out a single string and instructed the Alphilis and the others to hold it together and walk in a row.

Alphilis and the others follow the demons of use. Strangely, as they walked, they were wrapped in a fluffy sensation, which suddenly switched the sight in front of them. That is bound to happen when you enter the darkness. The Alphilis were struck by a feeling of drunkenness every time the sight switched, but still walked at a constant rate.

"Is this using magic?

"You're the one called 'Shadow Walk'. It's a form of concealment, but it's very advanced. Simultaneously perform a short distance transfer while erasing the signs. While walking in the shadows, they are also told that you are in a narrow world and that if you take a step off, you will never be able to return to your original world. Though it will be hard to find because there are few signs of magic for that matter."

"Don't be scared, Larna"

"It's a string for that, Nia. Still, I can't believe you let all this advanced technique be performed by this serial user demon... who is that cleric?

"I treated him like a perverted cleric in Blackhawk, though. Il, I hear it's dangerous, so don't ever let go of the string."

"Yes, Mom"

Ilmatal was already back where he was. She was back to normal when she slept and woke up. Apparently, the fruit of phantom dreams doesn't last that long. But Ilmatal, who had many fruits hidden in his nostrils, tried to speak even more, so Alphilis hastily stopped. Apparently Irmatal liked the way he grew up, but it's not much to show off, and Alphilis confiscated the fruit of his phantom dreams from Irmatal. Ilmatal fumbled, but Alphilis didn't give in hard. Around fixing the deadline with the treat I was carrying instead, Irmatal is still also a child.

The Alphilis and the others were following in front of a room when they repeatedly walked in the shadows and it was time to feel sick due to drunken additions and subtractions. Then the door of the room was opened and the Alphilis and the others were invited in.

"I've been waiting for you."

"Looks like you made it this far."

Inside the room are not only Grossfeld, but Valsas, Betts and Zeldos. Plus there were layers, tajivo, and seite.

Continued