The Branded Female Fencer

"Huh!"

"No art!

But Dart also reacts by activating the trap again. It's just that the number is clearly different than before. Now simultaneously more than 10 piles and explosive shells, and even traps like nets and traps caused by throwing, were activated. Obviously I can see your reluctance to fight the layers in close proximity.

The skill of the layer should have made it impossible to deal with all that many attacks, but now I can calmly determine which to avoid and which to strike down. Avoid three piles, bounce off two stones and hit a trap to offset them. And when I released the five with Marveysblood, I packed the distance from Dart at once.

"Become...!

Dart surprised by its human detached reaction. More than that, it's moving even faster than predicted. More traps to roll out, but no longer enough to stop the whole body of the layer. When I backed the building wall to the pressure of the layer, I accidentally took a defensive stance toward the sword of the layer that would be swung down. You shouldn't have to do that because you have witchcraft, but you were pushed by the killing and temper of the layers. Even if you can prefetch it, you can't even read through the pressure from the opponent. Well, I didn't even think my actions would be restricted.

But Layer's sword stops perfectly just before it hits the ring of sand. And slowly from there, it was pushed as if it were a tortoise walk. Dart looked at the sight with dismay at what had happened. Dart mistakenly even forgot to attack, wondering if time had stopped at an action he didn't think was in the middle of a battle, but when he found out that Layer's sword was slipping between the rings of sand, the action Dart took was not an attack, but a further defense.

"Nah... damn it!

"Sounds like you can't react to slow-moving objects!

When the sword of the layer slid through the rings of sand and iron, a wall was built there. As the layers can see, autonomous defense cannot react to anything that moves at a rate below a certain speed. Then we need to deploy defensive magic on our own, but Dart has chosen the sand iron wall there. Despite being able to choose any shape, he chose a wall that made the layers invisible.

Dart regretted inadvertently blocking his sight, but when he realized that the layers were invisible to either of the walls, he was terrorized the other way around. Beyond the wall, what are they doing? There are two autonomous defensive rings left, but Dart couldn't stand the fear of not knowing what his opponent was doing.

"Kid, it's no use doing anything! My defense is an iron wall! Breakthroughs are not possible -"

Before that word of vanity could be finished, the tip of the sword peered through the sand iron wall. He pushed the wall of sand and iron, which was thick from his elbow, with his sword. Even though a giant's arm can't do such an artistic work sooner, it is done by a boy with a back length that is only about shoulder to shoulder. It is no longer a human business. Before the sword reached him, Dart pressed his hand against the sand iron wall to change the magic lineage.

"Stick it out, 'Iron Spear (Lancer) on the Wall (Wall)'"

On the other side of the sand iron wall, a sand iron spear, laid inevitably, protrudes. If there's an opponent across the wall, it's definitely a skewer. The sword protruding from the sand iron has stopped, no layers have come out yet. Now the opponent should be dead - Dirt thought so, but Dirt, the sorcerer, didn't know that magic was not as useless as weapons.

Dart's vision darkens for a moment. When I found out that was the shadow of a layer that jumped over the wall from overhead, the layer had already just stopped two sand iron rings with a sword at the same time. Layer punching Dart in the face with his fist as he tried to fight back. It is the most effective means of glancing at them and not letting them even chant. My fists were faster than words.

And the layer you tried to chase and the dart with the light back behind your eyes. The moment the lay felt that Dart was after something and that was another fatal attempt, there was an unexpected ending for both.

Who did Dart think pushed him from behind? It was at the same time that I realized that was the sword protruding from the wall that pierced my heart, and that Dart's neck was twisted and broken. The last thing Dart saw was a sword protruding from the wall to grow. And a stunning sight that turns from its roots into a human naked woman. Whether Dart last understood the meaning of the sight. It was number three of Almas who had finished the dart.

Number three, when he undone his left arm, which had been transformed into a sword, swept away the stubborn blood with Dart's clothes. And they stripped away the clothes of the assassins whom they had sent before, and wrapped them. And he was smiling at the layer.

"Thank you, boy. If you hadn't pushed me that far, it would have been hard to hunt this man down here."

"I didn't do it for you"

"That's a refreshing face. Do you regret being robbed of your prey?

The layers were certainly flashy, but they were not feeling remorse. There was nothing left but frivolous emotions. I did feel anger for Anarches and Dart. But I don't feel like I've solved anything with revenge. Also, even though it was certain that it had become stronger throughout the battle, it also left only unexplained emotions. Because I don't feel stronger with hard work or training.

Layer was accidentally hitting that emotion on the third number in front of him.

Continued