The Branded Female Fencer

"I'll do it."

"(Doom?

Doom comes up from the bottom of Petefloat's consciousness. The main body is in the swamp, but it divided some of the consciousness into fairies that transferred Petefloat's consciousness. Neither did Petefloat think Doom could do this, but surely Doom is making progress again. When Doom flew a signal to the main body, he made the main body stand over the ground vein used by Petefloat as an exit, where he was smashing the evil spirit.

Petefloat instantly understood what Doom wanted to do.

"(Fursil, I can't move as I think. Can you give me a hand?

"Okay."

Without question, Fursil followed Petefloat through the ground vein with his hands. And suddenly he was bounced with pain, trying to get out of the exit where Petefloat had taken advantage.

"Gu!?

"(What's up, Fursil?

Even as a fursil, I was upset because this was the first such experience, but I had confirmed that there was not so much damage.

I don't know, I had the feeling I hit something like a vortex. But this may not be a good idea. Pete, can't you come back on your own?

"(That's... I can't move as I think. I know the exit, but something seems to be interrupting me. And the outburst of ground veins is terrific)"

"That shouldn't happen. It also affects the body when the consciousness is cut, albeit partially. I have no choice."

Fursil stormed the exit again ready for the pain. I moan like my body was caught in a vortex, but I managed to get only my arm out and call Petefloat.

"Pete, I'm on it. Grab it."

"(Wait, I can't grab that right there)"

"Quickly, not for long"

Petefloat repeatedly acted like he was going to grab Fusil's hand, and finally grabbed that hand where Fusil was going to reach its limit. Fersil pulled with thoughtful magic when he grabbed the bargain. There was a feeling of getting out of the vortex to be pulled, and Fursil and Pete were bringing their consciousness back to their original bodies.

"(Pfft!

"Phew... I knew you still didn't use this magic enough yourself. I'm sorry, Pete, I made you feel scared."

"(That's not true. I was interested, too)"

"It would help if you would say that. By the way, didn't you see anything?

"(Right... looks like there was a big, blue dragon in the distance, but 'that was it'?

"Big, blue dragon... Sarpent? Then you went out to the part where the marshland has not been purified. Sure, then I can't get through, and I can't know the situation either because there's no ground pulse in the purified area in the first place. Yeah, that was handy, Pete."

"(Helpful?

"Oh, enough."

Fursil smiled and smiled at Pete's head, stopping him from exercising his magic once. And when I stood up to see the part where I had trapped the beast, I felt pain in my arm.

"Tsk!...?

"(What's wrong?

"No, it's nothing"

Fursil felt pain in the arm area, but he's not injured. There is no pain now either, I thought it would be my fault.

Petefloat spoke to Doom as he watched how Farsil was doing.

"(Did you hit the wedge?

"Oh, it's like a little needle. It's like a fish bone that doesn't even get caught in the throat. Because if you don't, they'll notice. But from that needle-like thing, I use Maneater's abilities to interfere with his dreams. The world of dreams would be defenseless if it were a high elf. That's how you interfere with his personality one by one."

"(I'll work with you. Besides, it's not a dream at first, you'd better attack from unconscious realm. I'm good around here, too)"

"Ha, okay? I thought you said we were gonna be real friends or something?

"(That's okay. Sure, I'd like to be friends with him, but I think we'd get along better if we were too clean and dirty. And yeah, I can see it. If I'm suspicious, I'm jealous. It's going to be my favorite personality, he)"

"Shit, this is it. I don't know who's the biggest villain."

"(Everyone and he are the villains. It's just who's better, that's all. You've never seen a good man)"

Doom whistled in Petefloat's words to show approval and interest. While distasteful of the words he uttered himself, Petefloat could not forbid excitement to do again an act that had been repeated many times.

Yes, to the act of driving people's lives crazy just at the tip of their mouth.

Continued