The Branded Female Fencer

Renatica was patrolling the arena. I don't know if there is anything serious, but if there is anything suspicious in the arena, I was looking into it to such an extent that I couldn't be blamed on security. A seemingly futile act, but the look on Alphilis's face is reminiscent. Alphilis himself looks slightly troubled, but worried about something. When Alphilis gave those expressions, Renatica understood that her own intuition was working.

Alphilis himself, Renatica realizes that he's enclosing something outrageous inside, but he's determined that that look is the intuition of Alphilis himself. And that intuition is enough to believe.

Renatica was looking around the venue without alarm. And I was just coming to an unpopular place, and I was seeing someone who came out of the room alone. When Lunatica traces his memory, there should be a warcraft stored there. I don't have a watch. Renatica, realizing that, approached softly. The footsteps and signs have been erased in the first place, so they should not have been noticed yet. And he looked softly from the entrance of the room, and was spoken from behind.

"You better not peek."

Renatica was reflexively silent in his attack. There is no way that someone who can make himself approachable without any indication can be a normal person. Renatica was doing everything in her power to attack, but the attack was taken lightly, as half expected.

"You're sharper. Even if you come back to Almas, it's numbered instantly."

"You...!

Whoever took Renatica's attack was the voice of a woman, but she can't see her face because she was restrained behind her back. But that might do it. Because if you can't kill them, you might as well still survive not looking at their faces.

But when he realized what was inside of Lunatica, he pushed Lunatica lightly and took his distance. When Lunatica looked back, the opponent looked to Lunatica without even hiding his face.

"Don't worry. Whisper hasn't given me any orders to kill you. Rather the other way around. I don't think I should kill you."

"What do you mean?

"Come on? I'm not interested and I think it's something you shouldn't know. Because I'm a pawn again. If you're going to live long enough in Almas, you better not know anything extra."

Because of what the floating woman said, Renatica broke down in reverse. I didn't think Armas would have such a chatter.

"Who?"

"No face, have you heard as many rumors?

"... you mean number three"

No face was easy. It seems a pity somewhere, then it is a pleasant grin.

"I don't seem to climb the rumors yet either. I'd like an unnamed assassin."

"After I killed him, I was told that the master of disguise might be within number 3 because I couldn't find the person who killed him how. My nickname is faceless. That's all."

"Exactly. So now I don't care what they see or what they do. The next time I see you, you're completely different. So now I'm here to work on something else. Hopefully, it'll help if you stay out of my way."

"Aren't we the target?

"How about that? I don't know all about this job either. I just haven't finished my work yet. It'll take a little longer to complete. Until then, at least, I won't get my hands on you guys directly. How about that kind of promise?

Renatica thought. It may not be a matter of what happens to me alone, but it is also clear that I am not the one who can win in the first place. It will now be necessary to get back on track. However, it is a question of whether the next time I see him, I can recognize him without a face.

But Renatica had to snort in silence. Happy with that response, no face was smiling and slapping one hand.

"Then the contract is complete. Oh, of course, because if you break it, we'll retaliate accordingly. And don't go into that room over there."

"Why"

"Because it's dangerous. I just met him. Okay, but I have a collaborator on my plan. But it's very dangerous. Something I don't want to get involved with if I can, too. Honestly, you're no better than me."

"... that I should know nothing?

"When the time comes to know, you'll show up from the other side. Not all threats should be eliminated by themselves. If you say my advice is unbelievable, that would be good too. But I'm pretty sure you'll regret it."

"The chatty guy is incredible"

Faceless raised his hands, as if he had heard something unexpected.

"I'm good at disguises, but it doesn't mean I don't like people. He's an assassin, but he doesn't feel comfortable killing people otherwise. I'm just doing it because it's my job, and I can be nice to people, and I can have a peaceful day, you know? I wonder what you think of us."

"Is that what assassins are for?"

"Even you have friends. It stinks of old times when assassins only kill. At least, that's what I think. If I were the apex, I'd make it a little more loose organization. Whisper, you see, because it's cruel. Or is there something you want to accomplish in exchange for everything? I'm sure he's a dreamer, but he's afraid of something, that guy. When those with fear or fright are at their apex, they will slaughter.

Better yet, go. And take this place off and patrol. There are many others at risk. If you're on guard, you're on your way. "

"Is anybody here?

"Look for it yourself, I'd say, but let me give you a hint. Top row, special seats in the right corner. Pay attention to these people. If it were to break out, it would be them."

At that time, cheers were boiling from the arena. The next game begins. And shut up and no face left. With number 3 or higher, which is also considered legendary in Almas. Whether it should be called good luck to see them and still live, or a foretaste of further calamity, it was not even known to Renatica.

Continued