The Branded Female Fencer

"... that's kind of an incredible story after all. You mean I have that trait?

"Bye. Do you think the Lord would feel it? that I am completely different from other human beings. Did you get that power from your workout? No. Your Lord was as powerful as he was originally. Just like breathing, powerful enough to screw off a human neck. Many are the blessed of the earth, or have the characteristics of warriors, but the Lord is not the same. It's called fighting Yatri and surpassing him, and I still can't judge Non. That's why I want to see it. If that power extends to Zems, fine."

"... I see what's going on. What exactly?

"The request is not yet valid. I'll leave the main move to Armas' number three and that Blackhawk captain, and the Lord will aim for the gap. According to Non's readings, there will be a move to settle by tonight. Oak could be ahead, but if the Street Guard always works, it should be time for a move to do something about the army of oaks. Tonight would be the mountain if we were to set it up. Until then, I think Noon will work out. If we do well, we'll stretch dramatically in a short time."

"I see. If I can be strong, I'm not going to choose the means originally. That story, I got it."

Layer's decision was quick. And Bandras laughed niggly when his own offer was accepted, too.

"Let's do it right away. Where do we train?

"Do you want to go near Non's lair? No one will see you there."

"Can I go home to the inn once? Just in case, I'd like to let you know where we're going and what's on alert for tonight's night raid."

"I'm sure the captain would have noticed, but okay."

"Just one last thing. Who have the other traits of being in our regiment?

Banderas hesitated a little. Knowing that it has its own characteristics sometimes inhibits its growth. But I didn't think Layer would tell you anything extra, and I told you honestly.

"The youngest temple knight and his fellow sensors. A girl with peachy hair, blind."

"Jake and Lisa?

There were many other names that seemed to have properties, but Jake was surprised by Lisa anyway. Layers often thought that they would return to the inn, and again Banderas followed.

And Bandras also hid one key thing. About those who do not possess traits, but have a numerical destiny. Girl with silver hair. As long as she is around, all those beside her will die not far away. It is unclear whether there will be an inheritance in this generation, but perhaps not far from the silver clan, a messenger will come. At that time, all those who know of her existence are doomed to be killed. If that fate could ever be overshadowed, I thought it might depend on this boy.

"You're well connected."

"Well, I don't know if it's good luck,"

Number three and Fondaine had met somewhat after the battle to discuss it. It was a coincidence that we fought together in the battle ahead. Talking to each other, they had been asked to hunt darts and anarches together. I promised not to reveal the client, but I saw him as a mess, so I searched for a way to open it.

And the perception of confrontation and it didn't take long to start working out the operation. Number three advances the opponent's analysis.

"Did I mention that magician, Dart or something? I wonder if the principle is earth magic. I thought there was an effective attack, but it didn't look like I was listening."

"I'm pretty much sure you're a magician of the earth, and that's how it's rumored in the guild. But it was defensive, and there was no attack on it. Rumor has it that Dart is not a belligerent character, as opposed to brutal predisposition? There's very little information about the scenes we're fighting."

"If it's just visibility, it's the best line of mercenaries, isn't it? You don't have any information?

"It's more or less overwhelming on the scene, and no one knows how to fight it really. The fact that they do everything in their power means the disappearance of their opponents. They don't make requests with anyone but their own people.

However, I've heard that even if you leave them alone, they can destroy themselves. "

"I see... assuming it's a way to fight a trap with witchcraft, you'll be convinced. Then I can imagine how to fight, and there's a way to fight - how about the other big guy?

"You're a warrior anarchist. Rigid only, swine rush. You think that the strength of its forged flesh outweighs the giant and even bounces off steel weapons? Fact is, the attack I was going to drop my arm on was only a one-time paralysis."

The third one knew that Fondaine's blow was obviously heavier and sharper than his own, but if he couldn't figure it out, he would have limited means to defeat Anarches.

But Fondaine's spare time is considerable. Fundaine asked as much of that confidence.

"Do you have measures?

"There is. But it would be better to isolate Anaseth and me. My abilities, if I use them in full, will involve my surroundings."

"Then maybe we should fight separately after all."

"Well, there will be some in our hands that we don't want each other to know about. Wouldn't that mean half the reward?

"That's enough, I just finished this request, too. The question is whether the other person is acting differently."

"Don't worry about that. My warcraft is being tailed by my opponent. Anarches is stuck in a male whorehouse, and Dirt just got out of the inn. You're both alone."

"... that's a good opportunity. Is it okay if I'm the dart and you're the anarchist?

"That's fine. Besides, do you know the deadline for the request?

"Deadline?

The third voiced surprise that it was not in the content of his request. Fundaine continues.

"Sounds like I got a request later. In the meantime, and probably this evening, the orcs outside will be moving out, so my client wanted me to finish by the end of the evening if I wanted to. He wants to see for himself the results and the two bodies.

I'm not satisfied to hear him die of the wind. I guess that means you have a strong grudge. "

"Until tonight? Even though those who aim can carry things in their favor if they don't have a deadline. You want me to throw that advantage away?

"It's what my client wants. I don't know if they have to. I'll just try, too, but I'm not gonna fight until I put my life on the line. I'm going to retreat where appropriate."

Apparently, Fondaine doesn't consider the importance of the request that high, but number three couldn't be like that. Almas depends on the times, but when he also becomes so prime that he interacts directly with Whisper, the person is perceived as Armas' supreme force of war. What do you mean the person in charge of that watch fails? Weapons that are useless are discarded, but the same is true of human resources in Almas. Worst of all, I was destined to be hunted by Whisperer.

The third ability is peculiar, but if it's just assassination in the first place, it's enough with Whisper. Number three remembered the feeling of twitching on a cliff and losing a place to put one's feet.

Continued