The Branded Female Fencer

"The whip... heavy?

Obviously a blunt Fundaine whip. I'm never tired of waving, I feel tired of magic. There is still room for magic. Then why?

Fondaine noticed the brilliance, visible between the whips she waved. It bounced and glowed, realizing who it was.

"No way... shards of gold coins?

"That's right. Gold coins do explode, but that's not because I'm magical. To be precise, 'Absorb and explode the demonic power of the person you hit'. But if they were human, they would explode because they were big and small and possessed magic. Of course, the more powerful the opponent has a strong magic power, the greater the effect.

Is that whip manipulated using magic? Even shards exhibit quite a bit of ability, and it makes sense that if they suck on magic, your whip moves slowly. My traits are like being born to argue with you, if you gather even shards, you'll have a lot of killing power, won't you?

"... you grandfather!

For the first time, Fondaine cursed. Fundaine minimised her defense and stormed to put Vorgius on hold as soon as possible. I thought it would be quicker if we attacked at this point. Calm Volgius for the looming foundine as well. Predicted to this deployment.

"It's a throwing technique! No matter how many, I can read the ballistics that fly!

"Well, do you?

Fondaine also noticed that Volgius' firing posture had changed, but it is not what will happen now. I stormed ready, but Volgius released fewer gold coins than usual. I can do this. So convinced the foundine waved the whip, but the gold coin changed as if to mock the foundine in the air, hitting it all on its body.

"It would be easier to make changes in the sphere. Techniques to change the throwing trajectory of coins have been tough. You're amateur and helpful about throwing."

"This!"

Volgius should have waited for the gold coins to suck up and explode the magic of the foundines. Considering the capacity of the gold coin, there's less than three seconds. It was during that time that it was also a shortcoming in the way Volgius fought, but it had never been a problem before. Mostly because of unintentional strikes, or one-sided attacks at a distance. For three seconds, it's not Volgius who can't escape.

But after the scheduled time, I don't see any sign that the gold coin that hit the foundine will explode. Has the magic of the Fondaine run out? Even in the gap of thinking about that, the abandoned foundine stormed in.

"You're alarmed!?

"Shit!"

Volgius throws the gold coins again, but the foundines don't even care. Strike down only the minimum number of pieces and advance regardless of a few hits. And he definitely went into a range where he could kill Volgius, and he felt it pierced from behind where he wielded the whip.

"... of Almas, number three?

"You're the one who got off guard."

One gold coin that was struck down changed to number three in Almas. No, Almas' number three was turning into gold coins. Can it also be changed to one of different sizes? At the same time that Fondaine was impressed, the third left hand, transformed into a sword, snapped Fondaine's neck.

Volgius sighed loudly as Fondaine's neck rolled over mercilessly and stopped on the ground.

"I'm glad you've changed to gold coins in case you think about it. You're a trump card."

"I use my strength very much to change to something of different size. Because we've lost each other's abilities, I don't know what that means. In this case, this woman's crusade will take precedence.

But that would have killed you just now. Don't you know who the woman who's gonna be the foundine is? "

"Right, but I don't even think this woman will speak honestly. You're right, it's a priority to take them down."

"Right. And you're a big deal, I didn't know you could move that far with that old body. Perhaps even a pilgrimage that is still active can work in considerable numbers?

"It's a body worked out just for this fight. One more time, I'm sorry. I doubt the gold coin activated more than that. Until recently, Fondaine had a great deal of magic."

"Never mind, I just wanted to say, but it's really weird. Would you like to examine the body for once?"

Number three is a prudent character. Vorgius' doubts were particularly true, but he was also concerned about the identity of the unsuccessful foundine. The third hand reaches out to the torso of the foundane, which has become a cry apart. I can't even feel the remnants of my magic coming from the body of a foundane lying on my back. Even if he dies, the magic will remain for a while.

The gold coin was definitely hit. Then why? When number three explores the foundine, he realizes that there isn't much blood flowing from the wound pierced from his back. If you pierced your heart, you'd still be bleeding out. And there should be more flow from the severed neck. And this twisted feeling of blood. Isn't this just blood...?

Continued