The Branded Female Fencer

Layers waited further for their turn. He waited quietly for the next game while even disappearing from his fellow Jaegers with the technology he taught Renatica. The game was going to be another game as early as today because it would go in numerical order. And as Layer expected, after the sun went down that day, he was called to the game.

For avoiding Jaeger's face, there was no information about him. The opponent is also finishing the game when the layer's game is over and he doesn't know any opponent. If there was Elsia or Gayle, they might have collected information about their opponents without having to ask for it, but it's more normal on the battlefield to have no information about them. Look, it made me feel a little easier if I thought I had to deal with it on the spot.

An earlier opponent named Zacks was undoubtedly strong, but sometimes the strength felt on his skin is not necessarily due to the limited combat methods available in this tournament, where only wooden weapons can be used. But Layer was heartily surprised to see who came out next. Because he was the bearer of the signs he knew.

"(You're one of the guys who was tailing Deputy Line)"

I didn't see him clearly, but I can tell by the signs of the other guy, the foot lift. Then it would be the knight of Alexandria, but his companions and bums are also mixed up in the audience.

Layers bothered. He's definitely more than a certain skill, and prolonging the fight on a guy like that makes him weak. It's weird to win light, and it was hard to win.

"(Break the balloon while you're rolling down the ground again? No, the second fry isn't very good. It's purposeful, and even if they think the guy rolling around the ground is a Jaeger mercenary, it could concern the regiment's reputation.

Do we take the time here... or no, so it's a hassle to notice someone and come back for us. I can't help it. It's hard, but you want to try) "

Layer breathed with his confronted opponent. The opponent's weapon is a duplicity of swords and daggers. Although relatively rare, the method of warfare is predictable, as the shape of the dagger takes the form of a pigeon that intertwines the other's sword. I can imagine the approximate skill from the way you tail. Then it's not that hard to do.

Signal of initiation was given. The opponent has been slowly packing up his time, but he was honestly bored with the layers. Even with such a way of stuffing in time on the battlefield, he is only stabbed from behind. Layer deliberately made a gap by pretending to play tricks with each other. As soon as possible, the opponent just attacked me saying it was a good opportunity.

"(Well, does it work?

The other sword cracked one balloon of the layer. And the layer also cracks one balloon of the opponent. The shape that the layer brought to the match to match their sword, but honestly between now and now the three could crack the balloon.

The opponent is taking a little distance and observing the layer. Is it surprising that they cracked the balloon? Layers were calmly observing their opponents, without surprise.

"(Well, it's full of gaps. If that's a skill I don't know either, how strong the opponent would be on the battlefield earlier. I don't know about these competitions)"

With that in mind, Layer made contact. Match your opponent's attack, let them crack one balloon, and break one in discussion. Whether the opponent considered the layers' maneuvers to be his aim or not, he managed to prevent them from, but for a clean mould of the opponent, the layers were able to predict everything.

This is also an archaeological gift with the line, but in the opponent, many stages below the line, it naturally emerged when he did so that the sword would be guided. At that stage, once again, the layer recognized the high skill of the line, but did this opponent see the layer as fairly clumsy or gradually became a surprise look whenever the balloon broke.

And there are two balloons left to each other. back and left shoulder. The competition time has not passed by half. Until this point, it was exactly what Layer expected, but his opponent has changed his methods of warfare. Looks like he's going to take a distance and get the lead on the layers.

As soon as the layer realized it, they worked out measures.

"(That's troubling, but I guess it's a move within assumptions. Then what would a prized knight do if he did this?

Layer dared turn his back on his opponent. Turning your back on an opponent is the greatest act of provocation, and it is an insult if a knight is an opponent. Naturally, the opponent had been drastically slaughtered himself, but even with his back turned, the layer knew all about the opponent's behavior.

In time, they deliberately unbalanced each other by pretending to be awkwardly entangled from shaken swordspears, in which the layer cracked the balloon on the other's back. And when the opponent jumped up and slashed him again, he broke the opponent's balloon with his fragment, breaking the opponent's dagger to pinch it with a knee and a wooden sword, causing him to break the balloon on his left shoulder.

I aimed it. It was a layer of swords, but it only happened in anyone's eyes. The audience has sprung to the announcement of the end of the game, and the opponent has begged to shake hands, albeit in a dripping manner. And when I told him I wished him a good fight in the main battle of layers, he smiled and left.

It was unclear to the lay whether apparently he was not a bad person as a human being, or whether the knight's possession would make him do so, but he just couldn't get them all down, and left the venue behind in a way that answered the audience's applause as well.

And when it departed, the lay was called out.

"Hey, that was a hot fight. Few of the Jaegers seemed to be here."

"Deputy Director"

The line stood there. Slightly though he did, he shook his hand at the layer and blessed it. Layer thought it was deliberate, but he couldn't even pay it off and hesitated to shake its hand.

"In the meantime, congratulations on entering this battle."

"Thank you"

"So, how'd it go? How do you feel about Nights of Nights?"

After all, the line had noticed, and the layer looked bitter. If anyone should see it, they would know, but Layer regretted his immaturity, but he had answered honestly.

Continued