The Branded Female Fencer

"Are you stiff to the joints?

"What's hard is the contents of Temehe's head. You think metallizing your skin is just a metallic sorcerer! Do you know the word" ductility, "exhibitivity?

Varganda's words sounded familiar. I do feel that Miriazal's combat lecture had a way of fighting metallic sorcerers. Metallic magicians are not as combative on their own, but adding attributes to their surrounding companions can be a nasty enemy. Simply apply hardening with metallic sorcery to the platoon's armored knights, for example, and a fairly powerful army can be instantly raised. Depending on the attributes to be added, it is possible to add attributes that make them more resistant to heat and cold air or that can be slashed simply by touching them? Thus metallic magicians often move with their peers.

As an exception, some carry out stand-alone combat by adding attributes to themselves. It will require excellent physical skills, but it is not a possibility. Didn't you say it was ineffective in life because it just affects the original hardness? It is not efficient to apply it to life, because it is useless to harden it to the joints, but there are further exceptions - where Jake's memory of the lecture was broken. From there the words were too difficult and beyond comprehensible. I regret that I should have listened more closely now, Jake.

Seeing that look on his face, Varganda gave him a ferocious grin.

"Apparently, that face. So you're in the middle of a study, right? Then Atai will teach you, with pain and screaming!

Varganda's kick catches Jake again. Now Jake received it with a sword, but when he saw a crack in his sword, he flew backwards to avoid stomping on it. Because it turns out that the sword will be destroyed as it is. Varganda whistles when she sees Jake in position as he rolls.

"That's a good reaction to the kid. But next time, there's a sword."

"Hey, are you going to kill me?

"There's no turning for Temehe, Gartilde!

As Varganda stepped forward, Jake also stepped forward. I didn't have an idea, but I didn't even think of him as someone who could pull it off and find the light. Besides, I felt like pulling on this other guy was something different. Thus, Varganda gave him a ferocious grin.

"I like it, kid! I'll only admit that guts! Five more years and you could have turned out to be an awesome guy!?

"Shut up!

Varganda's hand suddenly extended lukewarmly as Jake put his sword on the upper stage. A fist of shape protruding forward suddenly approached Jake's eyes. Jake took the sword reflexively, but the shock broke the sword.

"Wasn't that a sword that could take a Wolfram Atashi body? Die!"

"Jake!

A knife thrown by Gass approaches Varganda as Varganda's lower kick is released. Varganda takes it by twisting her torso, but the moment she feels it, the shadow jumps. Maple was swinging a short knife at the same time to scratch the throat whistle as he paid for Varganda's axial feet.

"I don't lick it!

Turn where Varganda's arm must be in the joint. Artisanal art, which is made possible by deforming it not only to the surface but also to the interior to the metal and further liquefying it. The moment I stopped the Maple Shortcuts in front of me, the Maple twisted my hands even more to spin Varganda.

"Wow?

"The core of the body can't be changed."

A blow in the hips of an adult. A blow that transmits a shock to the gut, not surface destruction. Before Varganda happened to blow up while spinning, there was Jake.

"Roar."

"Wow."

"Ah."

The end where they blew up is a building that is about to collapse. As Jake bumped into the underlay, more collapsed timber fell on Varganda's head as a horse rider.

"... yaaaa!

A flash of blank. Gas, maple, even gartilde I was watching. It was Jake who swallowed the situation first, but it was Varganda who screamed.

"Oh, my goodness! What the fuck!

"And you know what! You did this on your own, didn't you?

"Or on your own?!? What's with the maiden's lips?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. I'm leaving, Varganda."

"I don't know, I don't really feel responsible!

"It's a coat of shame, don't. I've already missed my chance to fight. That girl has become your undercover. You know what that means, don't you?

"Ugh..."

"He's a gentleman. Enough to care about the person you kill. Winning or losing will only make things worse. Let's get out of here.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, be in a good mood. I'll see you on the battlefield. "

Garchilde grabbed the roots of Varganda and left on his fast feet. Maple thought it should be pursued, but he stopped thinking about the possibility of having other opponents. Behind him was Jake, who was relieved, and Gus, who sat beside him.

Maple led him through the body and spoke.

"I'm sorry, they told me not to get my hands on it whenever possible... are you all right? Are you hurt?"

"... no injuries, though"

"Oh, my God, you don't get so depressed. Think of it as useful. Did it taste like blood?

"... tasted like BBQ"

Well, that's sad.

"Do you want to overwrite?

Jake was even more depressed by Maple's bold offer.

"Don't make jokes like that until you do."

"I'll keep my mouth shut to Lisa, will you?

"I can't. I definitely can, and I won't do such dishonesty before then"

"Really?"

"But please, both of you, keep this quiet."

"I'll lend you one."

Gass had taken out the cigarette at some point and added it, but Jake could only snort as he looked down.

Continued