The Branded Female Fencer

And yet another location had crushed Calamity's stronghold. Hidun escaped, it is that hall. A man sitting on the neck of the calamity who was in the hall is taking care of his sword. He was Zems, a brave man named for the continent. It was the fellow monk, Enema, who visited there.

"Oh dear Zems, are you done yet?

"Oh, it wasn't a problem. How's it going elsewhere?

"I also used Yatri's gesture, so I was wondering if I had crushed Calamity's base as far as I could find out. Total 6. It's something I've been spending a lot of time with."

"Or was it deliberately missed"

"Perhaps there were those who ran the city, or those who missed them, or gestures. But since black Lilliam joined us, I don't think we've missed it."

"Its black liliam, but seems like a pretty good user. It's a shame to keep it to the city vigilante level."

"Do you want to be one of them?

"Well, can you do it?"

"I thought I could. With your power."

It wasn't a compliment or anything to Enema, but Zems laughed all the time.

"Sometimes I want to see someone who doesn't like me."

"It's a luxurious demand, it is. By the way, how many years has this been a mature individual?"

"About 300 years, I guess. But on the bottom line,"

"This is the chief here."

"Apparently. That's what people who've been in this city longer than they say, no doubt about it."

"Because I met the ruler of Tarram."

"No, it's not. He said he wasn't. He said it was just a sign."

"? Someone like that is here"

"This city is interesting. There is constant chaos and stability living together. I guess that's why I visit often, too. It's always interesting to be here."

Enema tilted his neck, but Zems can't tell me anything no matter how much he asks when he doesn't open his mouth. We've known each other for a long time. I understood that, so I didn't ask for nothing. Besides, I wasn't even interested in Enema.

More than that, I was concerned as I looked at the wreckage of worms scattered across the floor.

"This strength in an individual said to be aged from 100 to 300 years. Given the occurrence of calamities, there should probably be individuals aged over 1000 years. You can't imagine how strong it is."

"I guess it depends on the strength of the original individual. But in my imagination, it is also likely that we alone will have a little difficulty crusading. Fostina, or the Magic Church or the Pilgrimage will need your help"

"Whatever the Magic Church is, I don't think a pilgrimage will do."

"That's tough. That's the former pilgrimage."

"It's an old story. Looks like Mason's going to be third, very, very"

Enema speaks like a shudder. But Zems seemed more interested.

"The legend's best hand is back, isn't it? Did you say Miranda or something?"

"Come on, what do you say? It just seems like some fanatics are moving around because of you. Arnelia is going to have useless confusion."

"I don't know much about that fanatical thing, either. What the hell is that?

"That's strange to me, too. Only rumors come to pass, but nowhere is that reality informed. He said that someone in this room had taken control of it, but I wasn't involved. One theory says he's been active for over 50 years, but it also remains a mystery who organizes and mentors him."

"Did you go through Arnelia to find out about that?

"I'm not that loyal or faithful. Simply cramped, that's all. And I met you."

Enema tries to lean softly against Zems, but Zems stood up without a sound, and he was stunned. I look like Enema is going to regret it.

"Oh, my goodness."

"Let's not make me the gateway to your desires. Well, I've fulfilled my request, and I don't have any use for this city anymore."

"Would you like to stay a little longer? There's still going to be a monster. It also looks like there's a vigilante in this city and a five-bottle match for Jaeger. This city is a huge sweet fruit. Looks like we still have a bunch of interesting people."

"I see. Are you saying that something else could be held unknowingly"

"Hehe, this city is still going to be fun."

Zems laughed at the blushing Enema.

"What do you enjoy?

"What I found out. People's misfortune tastes like honey. And the pain and anguish is where I like it too. There's so much blood and tears that I can't help but have fun."

"That's the disciplined nigger."

"Are you making fun of me?

"No, that's what I'm trying to tell you."

"Glad to hear it."

Enema smiled happily, following Zems as he tried to leave the hall. On leaving, when Enema grabs the candle, he breathes softly into the fire, creating a flame. When I saw the flame and hung up the edge of my mouth satisfactorily, I was walking around the hall on fire.

And when Enema was sure that there was no one to move, he threw the candle, and left the place if he lifted up his long hair.

Continued