The Branded Female Fencer

The boy didn't seem to be able to swallow the meaning of Jake's words. With the boy on his ass, who remained decent, Jake began to examine the walls of the place where he was said to be a rally hall.

"Maple, let's find Yasa. Hi. I have a strange feeling."

"Yeah, I'm starting to feel that way too"

"Wait, don't do anything unsolicited! And I don't know what that means. Every time I ask for it, I kill my people."

"It is possible. The world is cruel, so much so that neither I nor you understand. Besides, if you can escape the pursuit of the Sorcery Church, it's best to disarm the sorcery. So I thought the Bandrass Bandits had magicians."

"It wasn't. There are no traces of sorcery in this compartment. Even though this is the only city where magic has been laid down, there's no such trace here. How many more additions, renovations, if this is so narrow and unsanitary, can also be a hotbed for the plague, and it's usually the city that would do those treatments with magic. Also, if you want to keep something hidden as an Azito of the Bandits, it's normal that you're practicing exculpatory witchcraft. But it wasn't even here. If you're in a place like this, you'll lose it with sensors."

"There's a lookout like you in this section, and an area so unhygienic that no one wants to step in. Those are the confusion, and no one but residents steps in here with interest. The truth is, maybe I don't need to unravel the magic. But on the contrary, what if you created this place so that you don't even have to do magic?

"What?

Jake continued in response to the boy's startling reaction. The hand keeps looking for the wall. Maple followed suit.

"This city is a nest of sorcery. From what you need to what you don't. I thought it was the result of a mogul magician applying it as if it showed his business and realm. Or just a prank. But there is no magic here in a city where magic is so abundant. Mages don't even step in - if you planted the impression that's all a bad place to get rid of outside humans, it's great to hide. There's no way I'm hiding anything in a place like that."

But if the sensor checks...

"I know the sensors very well because I know them, but there are several ways to seal the sensors. One is magic, and one is uninterrupted shock and noise. And then - a structure so complex that you can't feel it on your sensors. Structure of this compartment, complex additional buildings, overflowing people. All of them jam the sensors.

Your people don't have sensors, or they're very poorly equipped. Didn't I? "

"It's..."

The boy had trouble replying. Jake was right, but I didn't want to admit it. Maple agrees with Jake.

"I couldn't confirm a single witchcraft on my way here either. At best, Tarram's magic is mostly commonplace, except for people, and to such an extent that it changes the degree of excitement to increase your willingness to buy, but I didn't know it wasn't even there. I've never been to Tarram before."

Only the position of the wall where the maple slapped was the sound different. Maple slammed the wall there carefully and plugged a short knife along an area with different sounds. Then part of the wall came off and something like a handle appeared. It's chained up ahead, so I guess it opens somewhere when you pull it off. I tried to plug my hand into that place, which is a little low, but I can't get inside.

"It's not like a kid's hand to get in when it's so narrow - I don't know how to get in... ku, it's stiff"

The maple pulls as hard as it can, but the chains are barely frightening. But by pulling the chain, there was a floating part of the ground. Sharply Jake identified it and took control of the maple.

"Maple, that's enough. Okay."

"Huh?"

Jake's sword flashes sharply. On that floor, which seemed to be a plate, there was an iron door. Quite a heavy door doesn't scare me with Jake's arm.

"What... such a heavy object, how did you pull it open with a handle?

"I'll help too"

"Let's use this"

The iron rod the boy brings through the wheel with the chain of doors on it and opens it with the principle of this. When the three of them opened enough doors to rip open, the humid air rose from them. At the same time, Jake had a smell on his nose that he had been able to smell. Jake's expression gets more rude to Russia.

"... maybe there's something I don't like. Maple, are you ready?

"It's a stupid question, Jake. I'm more used to the training ground."

"Or so it is."

"Hey, wait. What's up, what's ahead?

"I don't think you should know."

"Idiot! I didn't know I was here, so I'm sorry! Besides, I have a right to know!

Most importantly, Jake nodded after a little roundabout.

"Okay. If you can regret it, I'll take you. What's your name?"

"Gas."

"Gus, keep your liver down."

"You don't have to tell the kid."

Gass thought the two were younger than themselves in front of him, but he didn't care about that. As Jake and Maple went down through a narrow vertical hole, Gass followed suit. There is only one taste of the bandits, and their appearance is inside.

There was a faint light in the hole, but I guess I'm shredding the hikarigusa and painting it on the wall. The maple lit a candle that was nearby, leading Jake and Gus. It's pretty wide in the hole. The candles seemed so vast that they could not be illuminated alone.

Continued