The Branded Female Fencer

"What's up?

Fostina and Liliam, plus as Enema strolled through Tarrum with the three of us, suddenly the way Enema looked. Even when it came to strolling, they acted in mutual restraint, and from the side they created a swordswallowing atmosphere, so it was the beginning and end of watching them as the people around them kept their distance. Still, on the surface, it was all about the three girls and so on, but as soon as the energy changed to something dangerous.

Fostina and Liliam naturally noticed the change in condition as well.

"... my people have been hit."

"Friends? Who is it?

"It's a dart. I can't believe there's anybody in this city who can do darts other than you."

"Don't joke, I'm not gonna do that to us. I don't care how noisy you people are."

"Ha. I'll tell you what, black liliam"

"All right, both of you. Do you have any idea who did it?

"I was on watch with magic, but the footage wasn't clear. You don't even know who they are because it's magic enough to track down magic and smell. It's just that the only time a human magic is completely gone is when he dies. So I'll be on my way to the crime scene in a minute. So much for getting used to you guys."

That's all I tell you, Enema just tries to get away from the two of us with all the opportunities, but both Fostina and Liliam blocked the way.

"Murder in Tarram will be under my jurisdiction, which is also the head of the vigilante. You can't miss that."

"Neither do I. If Zems' people were to die, it would have nothing to do with me being a brave man either. If one of the brave parties is killed, the Alliance will look for the killer on the ticket. But Dirt and Anarchy were also prize necks, right? My fellow braves have exonerated me of my punishment, but I'm sure I haven't dropped their request for captivity on the Alliance."

"What's that, you're conflicting? But then, unless you know who crusaded you, the Alliance will turn to you, huh?

"That's what's gonna happen."

Fostina nodded at Liliam's question, but Enema laughed all the time.

"But if we're going to name him, we're going to put him on hold. It has always been so. We don't have a sense of companionship, but we can't get rid of it. Otherwise, the majesty and value of the brave will be reduced. Mercenaries are similar everywhere, but so are we. I think it would be better if the Alliance were still after us."

"That might be true, though."

"Shall we just go to the scene for the three of us? We could be making a scene already."

The three ended up taking each other to the scene where Dart was killed, but it was unexpectedly quiet there. It's been quite a while since Dart was killed, however unpopular. Even insecure compartments are not the kind of cities where corpses are left intact. Yet this tranquility was unusual.

The three saw a man nestled in an alley. At your feet lies the shadow. The man, who looked down at the shadows that didn't even move with Pickle, was paying people quietly, and with a full slaughter. You won't be able to proceed with this killing if you're not so prepared. Even Lilliam was hesitant to enter this alley. That's all I knew when I died trying to get things done with a man I could see.

In the meantime, only Enema once walked over to the man.

"Zems."

"Enema."

Zems replied carelessly. For the sake of slaughter, the expression and words are calm. But Enema knew Zems was the scariest at times like this. Neither about Anarches nor about Dart, Zems had originally put it on his teeth. That's what made Dart so angry. What do you mean, Enema was confused.

"Anarches is dead."

"What? And the anarchy?

"An earlier circular came from the Alliance. And now this body. Weren't you on the lookout?

"Ugh... no, you're right. I'm sorry."

Enema makes no excuse whatsoever. Excuses only put themselves at a disadvantage. Zems glimpsed behind Enema. Zems, who only then perceived the approximate circumstances, gently placed his hand on Enema's shoulder.

"Go to Bandras. He knows who did it."

"How could there be a bandrass?

"There's no part of the body. Banderas did it. He has always been. It's a hobby to collect characteristic and strong people. If I fade, he'll hunt me down."

"No way..."

"Of course I'll kill him before then. But he's not an insult. It was no other bandrass who found me, planted a way to fight, and taught me the first manipulation as a mercenary. In that sense, he's also my mentor"

"Huh? It's my first ear, it's"

"That's right, Bandras is a chatter, but he doesn't talk about the key thing. He's one of the oldest in my crew. He's never done a dart with Anaseth himself, but he might have set it up to get hit. You get him and ask him. What, I won't lie to you. That's the guy, that one."

Zems' words seemed to be missed somewhere. This spare time and smile when two of my people say they're dead. It was the reaction I expected, but once again Enema was getting scared of Zems.

Continued