The Branded Female Fencer

Elsia couldn't believe the sight in front of her. Big men dancing in the air in front of them, women as tall as themselves throwing them. Alphilis was strong and Lunatica was brilliant, but Elsia had never seen a woman fight so vividly.

The trigger is Gail. In the process of being taken by Retour to gather information, he naturally also goes to a place with a rather bad pattern. That's where we met, obviously it's the purpose of the loose ends involved. They had run into Elsia and the others on purpose, but Elsia, who was stupid enough to rub them on purpose, apologized immediately and passed the occasion. I tried to throw away the nasty words and leave when the wanderers were immediately apologized for and couldn't get involved any more. But it was in the other person's ear that Gail disputed the words with a small voice.

The grubbing was turning back just like a good opportunity, and Elsia pounded her tongue. I don't know how Gail feels, but I don't have time to deal with these people. As soon as Gail grabbed the chest barn and was in a one-touch state of immediacy, he hit the lead from Elsia's side. Hit the crush in the other person's face and take Gail's arm, taken in disquiet, and escape. But Letore couldn't keep up with the move. On the contrary, they were on the side of the loose around them. Look at the retore that surrounds you,

"How come there are so many guys around me already!

And he yelled, but a gentle breeze ran through beside him.

"Are you in trouble?

The gentle wind woman was speaking in relaxed language, but Elsia's answer did not have to be heard, and the conclusion seemed already drawn.

When the woman stormed among the men over 10, she assembled and threw the men from one end and controlled them with little or no injury. The men were left on the spot rather than remorse,

"Leave."

And it came to pass, when the woman had told her, that she had gone away from the place as she was told. It was the inhabitants of Tarham who didn't care a bit about the hustle and bustle, and even the fights. They only did to the extent of a pinch of booze, but they were a little more obsessed with the magnificent standing around that was also in theatre.

"It's Fostina..."

"Aren't you the brave Fostina?"

Elsia heard some such whining, but the woman asked how Elsia and the others were doing without any intention.

"Are you all right? Are you hurt?"

"No, I don't"

"Thanks for your help, thank you"

"Wow, I can't believe a woman can help me."

When Elsia tried to pull that ear because Gail said something extra again, Fostina controlled it. And instead I was gently embarrassed by Gail.

"Boy. Did you not need my help?

"No, that's not what..."

"So don't you care that I'm a woman?

"No, that's why"

"So what are you unhappy about?

"... what, it doesn't matter? It's my job to fight."

Fostina was smiling because Gail said so obstinately.

"Boy, you're so sweet."

"What? Why does that happen -"

"You don't care if it's you who gets hurt. And I want to protect the girl beside me. Not just the body, but its honor as well. But it's not just the strength of your mind and body that you need to be strong. We also need the wisdom to avoid battle."

"No, I'm stupid, so I don't know that area"

"I'm refreshed to study, too. But wisdom and knowledge are different. Those who are really smart and strong say they will not wage the battle itself. I hope so."

"Ugh, hmm?

Gail didn't know what to do, but he was strangely persuasive. Because the person who makes Gail say things so brilliantly was a little unremembered.

Did you see the case solved as it was, or Fostina tried to leave? Letore blurted something at her. At that moment, Elsia didn't miss the sharp change in Fostina's eyesight.

Some time after that, Letore broke off his exploration of the day. I was about to be late at night, and I was able to tell him to eat at the inn today, and I fluttered out because I drink.

When Retore went outside for a while and walked into the alley avoiding the downtown area, there was someone who grabbed that arm. It is Fostina.

Fostina's eyes were unusual and harsh as before. It was similar to the sight of the enemy. But Letore's response was affordable.

"What's up? I'd like it to be a little more colorful."

"Give me a word-of-mouth. You wanted to summon me, and you talked about it like that earlier, right?

"What are you talking about?

"Let's not be ridiculous." How was Calevan? 'You said. What I recently went to that ruin hasn't even reported to the guild yet. How do you know that?

"Hehe, I seem to have succeeded in attracting your interest. As a matter of fact, I'd like to ask you, the brave one."

There were those who listened to the conversation between Letore and Fostina, blinking their ears. It is Elsia.

Continued