The Branded Female Fencer

What they saw on Fourth Street was the burnt out inhabitants. But many of them have relentlessly turned their bloody eyes when they saw Jake and the others. It is not uncommon for those working for Arnelia to be surrounded by begging, but things are strange. Almost at the same time as Ultina raised her hand and urged vigilance, the knight who was outermost screamed.

"Around!"

"What's up?

The knight who was outermost held his flank and suddenly fell. Next to it, one girl with a short knife stands. Seeing a man bleeding in front of him and falling, he seemed frightened even if he was a boy and a girl, but instead of frightened, the girl seemed to raise her jaw hard and signal others.

Then all the residents of the Fourth District surrounded the Knights of the Temple, and in their hands stood a dizzying weapon. It varies from wooden bars to bottle fragments as though they are not weapons, but what we have in common is that look of madness and common animosity. Challenging a fully armed knight with such a weapon was nothing more than a suicide act, but an atmosphere that just wouldn't show that they were serious.

"What the hell is this?

"I see, is this who the Bandrass Bandits are? You don't know, I can't believe all the residents of one neighborhood are bandits. It was too big to rule it out. It's the power of control that should be feared. I can't believe you're not spreading the truth alone."

Are you going to fight, Lord Ultina?

To the bewildered voice of one of the knights, Ultina said it clearly.

"It won't be the kind of air you can get away with. But these numbers... can you handle them?

"You don't have to deal with them all."

It is Garland and the people he leads who have suddenly interrupted. Ultina ate face to face by the men who suddenly appeared, but Garland looked around at everyone on the spot to see the sight of him sniffing and not caring.

"Everything is exactly what Volgius' grandfather thinks. I wondered what it was like when the user contacted me to keep an eye on Fourth Street. Is this what you mean? Ah... you don't care."

"You are - of the Church"

"Give me a hand, Temple Knights. I don't care. Expansion, but the sweep of these guys is what we want too. By the way, a lot of people in Fourth Street are profitable people. They don't spare their lives if it's for food or money, but there are very few Bandras Bandits. Kid there, crush the scene commander, and that's it."

"I see. But how do we tell?

"Do you hear that?" Fight and you'll see. "

Garland had a ferocious grin, taking out his stick himself. Apparently, it's what he gets.

"Don't be shy because you're a kid, okay? There's quite a mix of hands."

"But killing is"

"These are the people who know what it means to be killed. Living for them is a battle in a row. That's what poor people are for. Where are the fools who care about their opponents in the war"

"That's fine with you guys. A knight has something decent."

"Ha, don't bother me!

The Ultina wand was retrieved. I thought it was ironic that the score was similar to Garland's, but I can't stand it at this time.

Jake took the lead in doing so. He jumped furiously at the earlier girl and knocked off the surprised girl's dagger with his sword belly before eating herself and stunning her.

"This is what it must be, isn't it?

"Hugh, you know what I mean, kid?"

"Continue to Jake! Try not to kill him as much as you can!

The Knights of the Temple and their allies led by Garland began fighting around Fourth Street.

"It's about time we started"

Volgius was on his way to another goal with Armas' number three. I've been so good so far that I've been too good. I have been a bishop of Tarram for over 30 years. At first they took turns in a few years, hoping for a further birth in Arnelia, but realizing the darkness lurking in Tarram and leaping towards eradicating these, they had already become grandfathers.

I couldn't help myself. I raised someone like Garland, and I was able to drill myself and manage to move into action by the time I died. Even the table did not ask Arnelia for help, because Arnelia could not believe it again.

I once swore allegiance to Miriazal as a pilgrim, but I was not delusional. I think the current situation in Tarram may be somewhat of a planned harmony because I know her character, which I don't hate sacrifice if it is to serve her purpose. Certainly a broader gaze - given the whole continent, for example, the Banderas Bandits and others may be worth using. But as someone who touches a living person in the field, he could not overlook it. At that stage, I don't think I had the talent to emerge.

Only once has Lapenti visited Tarram. It was an invitation to return to Arnelia as his own right arm or in any other role. But I refused without regret. Because at that time I had already lost interest in both the birth and the Lapenti. "If only we were a little younger than each other," he joked, "that's the same over here," he returned. I didn't think she was such a joke woman, but I guess the years went by. I haven't seen him since we laughed and broke up.

"There he is."

Volgius returns to me in the third voice. Time to nostalgic is over. A real villain hiding in the darkness of Tarram. More than slave traders or death traders, more than the Banderas Bandits. You need to bury the ruler of darkness, something you won't notice unless you are yourself.

Continued