The Branded Female Fencer

"Can you say no in this situation? Think of this as fate too and give up. Well, life isn't so bad when you think you can live with a beauty until you die."

"That's oddly good to hear. Can I trust you?

"Invite me from that side. That's not right. I'm a long-winded man. Otherwise, I'll follow Valsas."

"Hehe, that's oddly convincing. Then one thing, shall we show our secrets too? Wake up, Rosanna. Not if he's dead."

As Fondaine poked Rosanna's body in small pieces, the light instantly returned to Rosanna's eyes, turning to her creased face. Gergeda, not surprised by the approximate, also took a step backwards, surprised by Rosanna's good reaction. He must have definitely broken his neck and died. Even now, the neck remains bent in a direction that is not clear.

Yet Rosanna's neck was twisted like a snake. But other than his neck, he was staring at the foundine without moving.

"Hey. Will you not kick me? I can't move now."

"Let me tell you what I'm unhappy with. If you hadn't done something extra, I wouldn't have had to take this kind of trouble. I wish I had just finished that beast man, how could I have ended up in such a dangerous situation?

"Because I enjoyed the sadness of that beast man. Every time I get to know him, the acquaintance dies from one end. Each time he drowned in booze, in women and gambling, in dolls as his sister, and finally in me, the killer. The prosthesis I made is free to move with one of my wills. You're the best craftsman I've ever seen, and I feel comfortable using it without even knowing it. This isn't a comedy, what is it? You'd know that, wouldn't you?

"You take pleasure in yourself. But I just want you to stay out of this."

"I'm sorry about that. But I've got a spare (spare) body for you, so why don't you decide to call me Chara?

"... you're weak when they say that. Are we supposed to have a reciprocal relationship?

"Of course you are. But for the sake of the role, can you go against what I'm saying?

Fondaine looked sinister at Rosanna as she fell asleep. I guess what Rosanna says is true. Fondaine sighed small.

"... okay. I don't know what to do."

"You can't have this body anymore. I can move it, but you better burn it. Physically, rather than socially, because I wanted to be dead. It was time for the exchange."

"What's your replacement body?

"We already have it, so if this body stops working, we'll start moving. Follow the usual way to contact me. But not in this city anymore. The death of Banderas will improve considerably security. I won't be able to move for a while. Somewhere this city will be leaving.

One more thing to worry about is that the sword wind is fully adjusted, but your body will take a little longer to get acquainted "

"And then, who do you move? You'll be in trouble if you don't kill your shaped opponent, but the sword wind can't stay in this city anymore. I'm not in the mood, so it's harder depending on who I'm dealing with. Whose body did you mould it from?

"This is Liliam, chief vigilante of this city."

In the name of an unexpected person, the look on the face of the foundine became cloudy.

"Isn't that a fool? You are not meant for combat. Nothing. I wish I had been a less conspicuous opponent. I'm the one who's gonna kill Lilliam, but I'm gonna break your bones, okay?

"It's going to take a lot of time to build a precision vessel. In that regard, Lilliam, who has been in Tarram since childhood, has had as much time as he can. It's the theory of results that makes me that strong.

In the first place, I was going to let the sword wind do it. But he didn't come to me on schedule. I went out this way and fixed it, but my self is getting too strong. I'm glad the sword wind was just a doomsday, but I'm interested in humans. I don't know what it's like to be interested in someone else. "

"Oh, that's the thing. Then I know one thing. He said there were people who missed the job."

Rosanna's face distorted to surprise.

"I don't think there are people who can cross with the sword wind, but do you have any idea?

"I don't know much about it either. But he said there were people who missed killing. I wonder if there's ever been a man with a sword-style attack."

"You might not call that human anymore. The wind of the sword that has killed any warcraft or demon king? I should have listened, that's the one you should have killed first. Even though there's not enough trouble because of one less person."

"Right. I thought you didn't have to be honest, but without that one, you're out of trouble. It was convenient."

"... I'm sorry, I'm keeping up with you."

Gergeda raised her hand with a puzzled face about time to ask the question. Rosanna and Fondaine were neat to face each other. Speaking of which, there was also Gergeda, who was just a face.

Continued