The Branded Female Fencer

Whenever I tried to demolish Libidu's whorehouse, misfortune came to the people involved. He who provokes, he who is mentally ill while running his mouth about something he does not know, he who comes home and slaughters his family and is found at home with his neck rolled. At the end of the day some tried to burn the hall, but for some reason the building just burned on the outside surface and the whole building never turned in fire. Officials threw fear keys, but for complex reasons specific to Tarram, they did not consequently ask Arnelia to crusade. However, the place became intentionally avoidable from the inhabitants of Tarram as a contraindication, so things were collected once and for all.

But strangely, some people tried to borrow it because it was such a place. Humans who rented a whorehouse for a variety of reasons were bound to succeed once and for all in their industry and reasons, but in the long run they were bound to fail. But the borrower kept appearing new, and the building flourished as if it had been forgotten, such as a miserable incident. And even though people periodically die, only when did the hall become familiar with Tarham again, as such is common in Tarham.

That was about 50 years ago. It was before the claws and people's legs broke off and they were lonely again.

"I see, that's where Doom picked me up"

"It was a coincidence. He forcibly pulled me off the tarram and took me around. It was supposed to be tied to that whorehouse as an evil spirit, but Doom lightly cut off its edge. That's all I know, that evil spirits are against their appearance. Then I guess it was fun for a while. But you can't. It's funny how he plays, but he smells like a child. And he 's-- well, this is good."

"Anyway, Doom's guide gave me as much freedom as I wanted. I was originally just qualified to have free will, but I was able to go around the periphery everywhere. You saw warcraft in various neighborhoods and learned how to hand nostalgic. But the Warcraft is not as complex as a human being in its spiritual structure, and it is very difficult to manipulate completely for that matter. I've worked out how to overcome the challenge. Manipulating humans is interesting, but scarce as a force of war.

Apart from that, the warcraft that is now moving this hall bought it out for sale in the city of Tarram as a toddler, but you think of me as a mother or something. It's parasitic like a yadkari in the building itself, so this hall won't decay for long. I was totally unexpected to be a warcraft so far, but I'm manipulating demons through this warcraft. Even after I was gone, this hall protected my obedient servants until they became souls. Thanks to this, we had a much more habitable environment. "

"I understand Karakuri, who built the castle in a short period of time. But I sympathize with your unfortunate birth, but you still can't allow it to exist. Let me resist as much as I can."

"Resistance? Pfft, there's no way you can do that."

"Let me ask you not to lick my mental strength. I was just upset when Lydill attacked me, but not me to that extent and forever. I am a woman of steel who will not decay permanently until she has one toenail. The word" broken "is unlikely on me raised to be so!

Libidu felt Fostina's mental strength boiling back to normal. Certainly for evil spirits, it's hard to manipulate something called a mentally very strong opponent. But when you're as good as you are, it no longer matters either - it should have been.

How about that? My fingertips and my body were definitely starting to feel the weight as if I had been held from behind by something. Obviously, Fostina is suppressing Libidu's movements with her mental powers.

"Then, stupid? What kind of mental powers are you, you bitch!

"Come on, boy. You will slay me and destroy this evil spirit hall!

It was as if responding to Fostina's cry that layers protruded with their swords protruding.

Layer first decided to match his sword to see how powerful Fostina was. And at first glance, I perceived that the choice was wrong. It was as if I had never thought about how much power I was with a brave man. No mercenary currently in Jaeger has even been named a candidate as a brave man. Layers were to know through their swords what that meant exactly.

I notice it at first sight. Fostina's sword is not only sharp and fast, but heavy. I find out that it is not a matter of skill or arm strength, but of the amount of thoughts on the sword. I was going to risk my life myself, but that's still light. This is not going to happen unless you are prepared to spend it all on your sword, including perhaps the future. Layer instincts scream. This opponent should not be fought at this stage.

I know it in the second place. Still, Fostina said it wasn't fully open. Probably resisting the person being manipulated, but it should be far from the original move. It doesn't punch into the countless gaps that have arisen in the layer. I was just lucky they didn't have to take my life.

Resolve in the third place. This opponent needs to stop himself, his role is different from that of Jake's. I don't have a sword to fight evil spirits with, but Jake is different. This opponent needs to stop himself, even if he can't kill Fostina at least. Then there is one thing to do.

"(Shempez, how much do you think I'll have?

"(- you should have 100 in)"

"(I see... then)"

"Jake, let it bring you while you take 10 deep breaths. Do something about it by then. Il, cover Jake. Can you do that?"

"I got it."

"I know."

At the same time as the two words, Layer struck Fostina again from himself. And I push Fostina into the wall at my disposal. I figured if we stick together, we'd figure it out, but Fostina's knee won't kick the hand with Layer's sword. Severe pain running at the same time as the sound of a broken bone in the other hand's back. But Layer did not let go of his sword, and kicked Fostina's belly with his knees as well. The wall on Fostina's back breaks into impact, but it doesn't work as if on Fostina herself. It was as if he had kicked a big tree, even at the mercy of the layers.

"You're a woman, what a muscle...!

"(Away, Layer!

"No, it has to be this distance! If we leave, they'll do it in an instant."

Most importantly, the goal will probably be Jake. Layer was desperately trying to contain Fostina even as her knee kicked through her jaw and consciousness flew for a moment.

In the meantime, Ilmatal didn't have to tell the layers, he was already ready. Fantastic dream fruit in my nostalgia. I know what benefits that will result from gaining an adult appearance. As a matter of fact, when I ate it before, I secretly tried it out. Magic isn't going to rise. But my strength increased when I got better, and most importantly, my lung vitality was out of step.

The second change was more rapid than before. Irmatal, who changed without confusion, breathed in with all his might without hesitation.

Continued