The Branded Female Fencer

"... it's the Dallon of the Giants. Can we get started right away?

"Yeah, sure. I'm not working out this way to get tired. More than that, are you sure you don't want to use weapons?

"I don't mind. Instead, you can only get in the way."

"I mean it a little bit too. If that's all you can do, you can't be ruined."

At the same time that Daron was finished, Miles was blown sideways by a sudden shock. I stabbed my arm on the ground not to be off-site, but still moved heavily enough to wonder if I could cut a thousand with the shock my arm stabbed to the ground at risk. My shoulder fell out, but that was just a strange shock. The recipient's arm is paralyzed and often unlikely to be used.

Daron simply slapped him with a swinging arm, but what a misdigit power. It wasn't fear that sprung up inside Miles putting his off shoulder, it was a joyous emotion.

"This is the giant's arm power... awesome! I heard the story, but that's more than that!

"I do not recommend abstaining. I'm not that kind of balls anyway."

"I am extremely grateful to be treated so relentlessly. With my whole body, no!

When Miles stood up again, Daron glanced at him and stormed. But now instead of fighting interceptions, he carefully turned Daron's attack into a small soldier's battle to see the opportunity to jump into his nostalgia. Given Daron's back length, Miles' fists won't all reach the steep ground. Then it's reasonable to think about a blow away, but nevertheless the audience cheers, wondering where Daron should be targeted, consolidated with armor called systemic muscle.

"Legs..."

"Of course you are. But where does even the leg aim? It's hard to imagine Daron falling apart with a blow in the back of his knee."

Miranda, while affirming Maple's opinion, questioned it, but there is no stray in Miles' attack to see. He looked like he was targeting while collecting blows around his knees.

Titania snaps.

"Hmm... about 3 more shots? Well, with that difference in proficiency and physique, you'd need to build up that much of a blow."

"Three shots?

"Until Daron and the others fall."

As Titania said, when Miles punched three fists in as he jerked off Daron's attack, a severe pain ran around Daron's knee, followed by a loss of knee sensation and Daron happened to be kneeling on the spot.

And stepping on that knee, Miles takes aim at Daron's jaw.

"Opportunity!"

"... it's still early"

A woman crushed among her companions watching how Miles fought. And as the saying goes, Daron was hit through the jaw, while at the same time he was experiencing a strong positive fist at Miles.

Miles, unable to absorb the shock because of flying his knee onto the stepping stone, was blowing the universe as it was and falling into the audience. Off-site, of course.

"There's a battle! Winner, Jaeger's Daron!

With the judgment of the referee, the audience gushed. But then Daron left the scene, trying to pull his knees slightly, without winning names or the praise of the winner.

And Miles, who fell into the audience, jumped up as if nothing had happened and went back to his people.

"Sorry, I got hit"

"You got caught up in the excitement of battle. Whatever the technique, it's immature."

"Excuse me, sister"

Flipping from excitement, the fellows lay their hands on Miles' head, who was depressed.

"Don't blame me for that, Urs. It's Miles' first battle against a mighty enemy. Excitement will be unavoidable. I never thought I'd meet so many warriors in a place like this."

"Exactly. A defeat in a serious battle is like a ritual of passage through which everyone passes. But now Miles will be one of the warriors."

"... Phew, my brothers and sisters are too sweet. Forget who our target is?

"Of course it's Titania"

The fiercest, whitebearded, magnificent man answered. From his standing position, he can also tell that he apparently leads this group.

"Don't worry, Urs. No one has forgotten. But now Miles has grown to such an extent that he can be counted as a head count. And even if you're always careful, you can't win anything you can. We always take the lead. Until then, you just need to cultivate sharpness. Sometimes it will be necessary to remove the wings."

"That's right, the chief understands the story."

"It's Long Bergay. If you say so, I'm nothing. In this venue..."

As Urs looked over at the venue, Bergay nodded.

"Um, Titania's here."

"Is it true!?

"Over there."

Miranda and Titania stood side by side ahead of Bergay, who was called the chief. Her gaze suddenly turned this way, and Miranda inadvertently shrugged herself. I didn't think it was a good idea to get yourself involved.

But Titania was magnificent, taking their gaze straight. And I advised Miranda.

"If that boy were to be as strong as a soldier, the guys in line over there would undoubtedly have the strength of a big captain, division chief. If they start to storm for real, it won't even be easy to stop them if even Arnelian soldiers bring in fairly skilled people.

And if they attack you all at once, you have to seriously respond with me. If you do, the damage could be all around you. "

"Why don't we just run away without responding?

"In this narrow venue? I would if I could, too, but how far away can I get? I'll just let you know first that it might cause trouble, but I'll also turn you down that you never set it up from me. Blame them if you need anything."

"Well, I'll keep an eye on the trends. Including you."

"Fine."

When Miranda gave Maple an eye signal, Maple disappeared into the crowd without sound. And Titania turned back on her heels, too. Miranda spoke last.

Continued