The Branded Female Fencer

"... Kid, once we capture the opponent, we'll observe him far-flung. Something's wrong with the clouds."

"He's one of those cousins. Isn't that impossible?

"Impossible?"

Layer and Bandras had seen a collapsing building amidst austere flames. The flames have already spread and burned down a section of the building that was built like a long house. There aren't many people on this side, and the voice that informs them of their chores seems to be flourishing from somewhere else. Fortunately, it is invisible, but as it is, this flame will burn and the tarram will be in great flames. I noticed a shadow coming out of the building first when the layers toured to see if people should be called.

"Ugh, whatever."

"I ask you one thing, Anarchy is a human being, right?

"I'm not human. Unlimited tagging, you know."

It was the big man whose skin almost carburized that appeared before the two of them. He came out with a burn that would have been dead at first, pushing away a building that collapsed at a firm foothold. There is no need for layers and bandrass to turn blue for that act that I don't even think of as a person.

In the first place, it was Banderas who found anarchy. When we found Anarches, he wasn't living a human life. Where and how he made mistakes, he was a man raised by a warcraft. The monkey-shaped warcraft had taken men from people and committed and killed them. Whoever committed it was a woman or a man, young and old alike. I don't know why I did that. Because there's nothing human beings can understand, such as what Warcraft thinks.

I also don't see how only Anarches could have been killed in it, nor the circumstances of it. Banderas, who received the crusade request on a whim, saw human children flying around trees with the great monkeys wondering if they would be twice the length of a person. Bandras began the end of the Great Monkeys as requested, but the boy did not enter the request, so he turned it at the end. And just before he killed the Great Monkey leader, what a boy stabbed himself in the stomach. The monkey begging for his life, and the boy stoning again and again. Banderas was impressed by its mindset of smashing the prototype until it was no longer stuck even with a shattered head. And if that look I looked back at wasn't a bloody smile, and if I hadn't realized it had properties, Bandras wouldn't have stopped the sword waving at the boy.

Though I saved my life, I tried to leave a boy who couldn't handle Banderas alone in a secluded place, but the boy's behavior was no different than that of the monkeys. Bandras taught words when he felt comfortable because he often worked near the boy and tried to make him live a human life, but the boy who was good at the knowledge of living could soon live a human life as well. However, its nature alone remained the same no matter how, and the Alliance was gradually being asked to crusade. In the meantime, Zems was going to be hooked up with the boy who had named him Anaseth again, but even though he was bored, Zems decided to like him and draw him into his company.

But that decision seems to have caused even more trouble years later. I've seen that state of anarchy several times, but I didn't think it would activate in people. Imagine the worst.

"Not good."

"For once, what's wrong with you?

"That was a blatant expression of his identity. His trait is" Mad Warrior ". Once released, it won't stop until you destroy everything around you. I've only seen it about twice, as far as I know, when I encounter a powerful enemy. When you're in that condition, the more strength you have to inflict pain. Plus, the ability to regenerate far outweighs that of humans. Along with automatic healing by magic, look."

At the tip indicated by Bandras, new skin had emerged from under which the carbide skin peeled off. Layer remembered the war.

"He'll die if he snaps his neck, won't he?

"Can you do that? Muscle strength also increases beyond comparison. A sword can be stopped only by the muscle strength of your neck. The whole body is like steel armor, if you eat a blow, you're the target of instant death. That's why Non's training comes alive. Do you understand?"

"Oh, that's the thing"

Layer was convinced. It cannot be prevented, and we must fight even with the offense of anarchy. And look for the other steeple. No matter how much muscle develops, there are always areas where you can't work out. I just had to aim there.

"Okay, let's try it"

"Non can't hold his hand. Even in that state, Anarches has memories in vain. If they get away with it, it'll be a hassle. If the Lord pushes you well, I will help you."

"That's a delicious place, isn't it?

When the layer laughed bitterly, Bandras melted into the darkness with a troubled face, but to the layer he looked back, the smile was no longer there. When Layer pulled out Shempez, he was turning to an anarchy that turned him into a mad warrior.

Continued