The Branded Female Fencer

"Is this... Jake?

"As you can see. It's part of the human race."

"It's not just human."

Explain the room's display so that the bandrass opens both arms. There are containers ranging from those that are superior to humans in large objects to those that are small on palms. Inside, hands, arms, eyes, brain, mouth, etc. The more I counted, the more parts of my body were in there.

Though the number of them made even the layers feel bad about their breasts, I felt like I could tell by the look on his face how Bandras had collected such objects.

Bandras also had something to feel in the look on the face of the layer, apparently.

"With cold eyes. I don't want to upset you."

"I'm used to miserable scenes. But unfortunately, there is a kind, but this is different. This is just your hobby, isn't it?

"Exactly! I'm glad you understand. I was sure you'd find that out. Don't ask me why, okay? Xing is shredded."

I don't even have to ask.

Jake and Layer both knew that this was the sex of a born bandrass. The number of containers up to this fellow can't be counted if you look in the back. Even if Bandras is quite a long life, he will have to be about himself as a habit in order to align this number and variety.

I just didn't know how to have an obsession so far. I didn't want to ask, but Banderas started talking on his own.

"I didn't know you two were going to be the ones to show this. It's emotional. What else did I show you, about Arshhuntra and Zems? Of course I didn't get your consent."

"I didn't ask you, that's not true"

"It's okay, I'll listen to Grandpa. It's not irrelevant to you either."

That's what they said, and Jake and Layer's legs stopped for a moment when they were about to slash him. Look at that, Bandras starts talking.

"Non comes from the slums of Tarham. Most of the time, there was still no big name, such as Fourth Street, and every day it was for leftovers while begging and stealing in the back streets of Tarram. Neither my father nor my mother knows my face. I'm talking about being a whore around here. The Libby Doo you defeated first was familiar then. He was found in the most stolen whorehouse, and became a feather of vanity. I wish I hadn't gone into a whorehouse to steal something, but at the time, the people with the most money were whores in this city.

Well, that's how Tarram lost his place. I went out of Tarram without a change and started running mercenaries. That said, there's no such thing as a mercenary job for a powerless kid. I did battlefield fishing, masturbation of male prostitution, subcontracting of villains, everything. While doing so, Libidu died and gradually rose in rank, even as a mercenary, Xun returned to Tarram. By that time, the Bandrass Bandits are the archetype of the Bandras. "

"Wait, you were alive too when Libidu was alive? It's..."

"Well wait. I'll talk to you in order. As a mercenary, or as the leader of a bandit regiment, Noh sometimes did good deeds, while wandering through a number of training grounds. At the time, it was essential to the battlefield. In doing so, how long has it been since I was certified a brave man? I wonder if the decisive thing was to have assisted the Demon King Crusaders in the material transport. It was valuable at the time to have a convoy that could fight itself. Hit the demon kings' transport routes, plunder or destroy supplies, and loot the transport routes. It's now a feat of the forgotten Banderas Bandits. In the process, he engaged with the Demon King several times, and as he picked up several of them, he was certified as a brave man."

"You're the brave one?

Layers raise their voices of surprise. To the impression of a bandrass too far from the brave. Bandras was laughing bitterly.

"At the time, bad deeds and good deeds could be added. Non also at the time contributed much more to man than to simple theft. At the time, it was much easier to perform as a mercenary than it is now, and there were dozens of brave men besides Noh.

In the years, I guess. Is it time to get old? So what Noh began to think was the remainder of Noh's life and the fate of his wonderful friends again. Many mercenaries, knights, and other races who ran with Noun on the battlefield. It was a shame to let anyone and him die.

That's why Non thought about it. I was wondering if I could do something about their living evidence and leave it for future generations. That's where I got to, Noon's ability. Non's ability is to 'save stolen objects'. In the same condition as before, and having gained the ability to continue to preserve it until his death, Non decided to receive some of it at the death of his companions. Here's the result of that collection. "

Bandrass spreads his hands wide to indicate the container. Layer and Jake looked around again. How can you feel such an evil sign for collecting it with your consent? Jake felt this room filled with careless air. And Layer realized that the brand new empty container was labeled 'Anarches' and 'Dart' and he felt uncomfortable getting the bottom of his belly stirred with his hands.

Bandras looked at the container with a nostalgic, eye-catching look at the sweet thing.

Continued