The Branded Female Fencer

Lilliam still sits deep in the chair. Layer made a prediction that he could see a sword on his hips but that the elbow part of the chair would not be able to be used in the way.

Layer slowly turned around in front of Lilliam and saw the look on his face. Liliam's expression is mild, but I don't even know what he's thinking. Rather than being creepy, it also seemed a sign of pure confidence. The layers had the appearance of a noble and beautiful black beast.

"What can I do for you? I'm not impressed with breaking into a lady's room for the night, without permission. Or maybe it's like crawling at night? He looks cute, but could he be a few years early?

"... fit in Lilliam, head of the Tarram vigilante?

"A brunette is one of the few, albeit tarram. Maybe I'm the only one who uses a sword in it."

"That's not the answer."

"Right, I'm Liliam. I hope so, sweet intruder."

Liliam replied to the layer so that she could tear her little neck. The attitude also seemed to insult the layers, but the gap could not be heard.

Layer slammed Lilliam as he pulled the sword out of his way. Still, there was still room for Lilliam.

"It's noisy. You don't have the golden-eyed stuff here, do you?

"I'm not picking it up. Tomorrow, you're gonna do it with our captain, right?

"Yes, I'm the face of Jaeger. Is this the kind of mercenary group that does this?

"No, my discretion."

The atmosphere of Lilliam, stretched for a moment, loosens up.

"Arbitrary? Why again?"

"I heard you were a pretty dangerous opponent. You shouldn't be in danger. That's why I'm here to 'discuss'."

"Discussion? There's been another noisy discussion."

Liliam laughed at the dullness, but the layer was true.

"No fool goes round in a beast cage, right? Now we're finally even."

"I see. You said you spotted my nature by appearance?

"The smell of blood is too strong. Even a mercenary whose battlefield is specialized has not made it smell like this. I know from my own kind - me and you."

At that moment, the layers started to kill me. It was the layer that showed the hand tag first. With a knife pulled out, he hits a killer from close range. Approximately the swordsman had to react. But still, Liliam doesn't move.

On the contrary, I mocked the layers.

"You look like a child's vanity. This isn't a vacant lot, is it? Stop imitating like a monkey mountain general."

"You need to get on with the provocation?

"I can give you a ride, but... you called me a beast, about me. Playing with the Beast is a lifeline, isn't it?

"Sneaking into a woman's room for the night seems life-threatening, doesn't it?

To Layer's words. Liliam spurted out after a decent Break your hips and laugh, Liliam. That signaled.

The cutting-edge of the layer's sword moves, and the sword stretches straight to his shoulder, and he leaps over to Lilliam, who has flown from chair to chair. The same goes for chairs that look heavy and not for Liliam's forged leg strength. Losers and layers also stepped in, but Lilliam, turning from chair to chair, recieved the layer's sword at the end of his back. As Layer kicked Liliam in every chair without getting her intermittent hair in, Liliam was footing both the chair and the door blown up to the door, completely absorbing the shock. The chair flutters to the ground without a sound, flickering, and Lilliam lands on the ground.

And he put his finger in his mouth, and he said it with a look that could be seen in tea.

"We stayed up late. Be quiet."

As soon as I got there, the layers disappeared. Running around the room without a sound, I ask for Liliam's gap. Liliam also waited for the layer with his hands on the sword, but what a gap Liliam noticed, the layer retreated straight out of the window.

Liliam stared at the result with surprise and, sighing small, was putting the chair back in place. That's when I heard Cassandra rushing in bulky.

"Liliam!"

"Be quiet, Cassandra. Even though there are few people at night, it doesn't mean there's nobody there, does it? The servants will wake up. What's the matter, you're in such a hurry"

"Atashi was attacked on his way home there! I managed to get away with it, but I'm pretty good at it. There was nothing over there?

"Nothing. Kittens are getting lost."

"Huh?"

Cassandra wondered what it was, but she was in a strange mood that it was sometimes unusual to see Lilliam, who seemed more upbeat than that.

And then Liliam was certainly in a good mood.

"(Is it called a power reconnaissance? Regardless of how far you intended it, I have a good handkerchief)"

Liliam sat deeply in the chair again, not to mention Cassandra, who was not sure what was going on and was puzzled by the thought again. But now it wasn't a dark thought like earlier, it wasn't like I could stop feeling daunted so that I'd be heartbeat for tomorrow's game.

And Layer, who escaped from Lilliam's hall, was rendezvous with Renatica outside.

"What do you say?"

"Luna. I want you to report it first."

"I can't do assassinations. A woman sharper than a wild beast. I showed up and gave it a try, but it's hard to hunt from the front"

"Same here. Assassination is so impossible. And..."

Layer reminded me of Lilliam's impression. I've been tracking Cassandra since I was with her, but I actually got the impression that she was so much more ferocious than Cassandra in front of her. A huge black beast, lying in a dark room. I wondered if he was, in a way, a more terrible opponent than the demon king I saw in Anomaly's workshop.

Continued