The Branded Female Fencer

"I was terribly used to fighting. You're about Elsia's girl, but you must be in battle every day. The throwing trajectory of the hand axe changes along the way or something, right? If it wasn't a wooden weapon, it would've hurt a lot."

"But you used Alfie's weapon. So you messed with Atai's men's weapons? I was afraid I'd put an eagle hand on the tip of the whip."

"I mean, what is that weapon? I tied a bunch of strings together and attached a variety of things to the tip? Speaking of captive nets, that's it. Guys, at the end of the day, they tightened up to their necks and passed out. Captain, you ever fought with a weapon like that?

To Dorothy's question, Alphilis was grinning wildly.

"It's called roping. I heard there were no weapons restrictions, so I checked with Miranda before using them. No warrior has ever fought anything like that, because Elsia told me his opponent was an Orthodox warrior. If you think the soothing weapon in that hand is going to work, you're right."

"That's the way to fight..."

Elsia was roaring in the last seat on the spot. Elsia had decided to compete in the main battle of the women's division safely, but was concerned about the battle between Satyra and Alphilis, who defeated herself, and went to the spot. And I saw how the Alphilis fought.

An alphilis that involves one rope at a time to tease Satyra, who fights hard, to deprive her of her opponent's freedom. The tip of the string had a hawk hand, a return to use for fishing, and a trap for the beast that closed the wheel when it hit the target, which Satyra tried to defend with a shield, but had a completely pointless end.

Satyra, who became nervous and unable to move on the ropes of the Alphilis, was defeated by Alphilis when he was lightly tightened down.

Elsia roared. I didn't think we'd seal them up that way. Elsia was reluctant to live, but she rethought how she had not done so in the battle. While learning the shape of the sword, he seemed to have even shaped his mind without knowing it.

But Elsia also knew how to fight the Alphilis could not be imitated. Elsia took a seat in the middle of the conversation, saying she seemed to need to explore how to fight again.

Alphilis was back on his topic when he looked at Elsia's back like that and laughed funny. The story is about each next person.

"Who's your next opponent, Captain?

"It sounds like a guy named Aeruare, but who?

"Big woman, is your head boiling? If you really forgot someone, it's life-threatening, right?

"I'm kidding, I won't forget. I'm more concerned about that next time."

Alphilis said somewhat caring for Lisa. If we win, there's a chance of Jake next. Lisa was sighing again, too.

"If we're warriors to each other, this will happen. But this is only a martial arts tournament. I don't shy away from anyone. Instead, it is your desire to fight with all your might."

"I wish you would say that. I'm worried about Jake."

"... is it still 'the' Milnay?

Lisa had a bad feeling about the name she remembered. The same is true of Alphilis.

"Yeah, I think it's Milnay I kicked out. But she wasn't supposed to be good enough to win the qualifying round. Even if I try to die and get lucky on my side, I can't wipe out the very events that we meet here."

"I didn't confirm the fight, but you sure do. Let's see what you've been doing since you left our regiment, and what mercenary regiment you're in right now."

"Please. I hope it's hard to get over."

When Alphilis told Lisa to celebrate her first day of the game victory, she finished her meal early and returned to Ray fans. From here I have to come to the Unified Martial Arts Games myself, assisted and guarded by Ray fans.

I'm not willing to win the Alphilis, and I'm not in love enough to think I can just win. If it's pure combat ability without witchcraft, I think Rhine, Venn, Victoria, etc. are up there.

But I felt that the attention of the talking Jaeger as head of the regiment was more than I could imagine, and I couldn't afford to lose in an unmatched way. Besides, I wanted to see how far my powers were stretched with special training with shadows.

"You're late."

Hamitte, Arnelia's nursing professor, was on his way home when he cleaned up his leftovers in Gloria. Due to the large scale of the Unified Martial Arts Games, work has come to her, who was originally silent. It will be responsible for caring for the mildly ill, ill, etc. who are not even enough to use healing magic, and then it is the days when they return to Gloria to work.

Even when it comes to nursing care teaching, Hamitte's knowledge of even officially studied medicine is among the best within Arnelia. More Hamitte turns out than he thought, having acquired everything from assassination as mouthless, knowledge of poisons and drugs to simple restorative witchcraft and medical technology. There are differences in experience, but as a backward support personnel, it is recognised that it is above Lapenty.

Gloria's students are a valuable force in Arnelia's future, and it is important to protect them and teach them how to deal with appropriate wounds and illnesses.

Hamitte himself understands the importance of his role, contemplating his contribution to Arnelia, but at the same time is dissatisfied. The untrained that could not remain at the forefront was what it was then, but the congested discontent had matured over time and had escalated into resentment.

"(To Arnelia, I'll remind that woman. That I'm not finished yet. We need a track record to do that. The backward support as it stands is not contributing enough. Brandio may not be good at it either, and I'm not sure how far ahead 'that guy' might be thinking. I can't expect an opportunity to avenge 'that woman' as it is, but I can't stand that. The limits of patience are already far exceeded.

I thought the trump card was a mascarade, but it might not help in the first place. Then what will you do... should you think about your next hand) "

Walking down the darkened Gloria corridor with Hamitte having such an idea. There was little popularity within Gloria anymore, to the extent that the peripheral knighthood members of the Night Warning (Kankara) would make regular patrols. Even Hamitte, to whom I am accustomed, is so dark that I cannot walk unless with cantera. There are no private houses around Gloria, and at night the lights depend on the moon and the stars.

And the cantera lights approached from the other side in the same way. Confirming that the knight of policing was a pair, Hamitte greeted him with a smile.

"Night Alert, Good Luck"

But the knight didn't reply, and with his nosy eyes he ignored her and passed by. Hamitte wondered if the footsteps were suspicious and if he was too tired, but at the wrong moment, the knight attacked him with such a quick move that he wondered what the slow movement was.

Continued