The Branded Female Fencer

"Are you the one who gave me the signal? Identity and first and last name, plus a description of the situation."

Maple asks Hamitte as responsible. Hamitte was comfortable with the rescue at first, but after seeing the shape of the maple, he seriously observed his face as if for a moment, and immediately afterwards he was bowing (uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

From the maple I didn't see Hamitte's expression, but Maple doesn't know that Hamitte's expression was burning with hatred as much as the wildfire spread over the meadows.

Hamitte answers with a lean back.

"I'm Hamitte, Gloria's ambulance instructor. This is the situation..."

Hamitte explained the situation clerically. Maple listened as he wrote them down, occasionally skipping precise instructions around him. Hamitte realizes. At this age, I was wondering if he might be one of the new candidate for Tsukiko.

An obviously blessed gift and power, called the way you just defeated the Calamity bugs in an instant. Hamitte felt the flames of hatred getting stronger and stronger behind the fire that quenched her.

And when I finished listening the whole way, Maple was closing the report.

"Thank you for your cooperation. This is the end of the mission, so we'll take care of it later."

"Really?"

Maple cared purely for her, as opposed to Hamitte, who still leaned over.

"If something doesn't seem right, I'll give you a lift home?

"No, that's fine. I'm not even that tired, so I'll go home on my own. Bye."

Hamitte followed the scene with a glimpse of the maple's hand. Other mouthless people talk from behind the maple as they watch Hamitte leave.

"Who is that one? It looked pretty hands-on though."

"I just saw it for a moment, too, but I was pretty good at it. It would be Calamity's split that has raided us, but he has slaughtered up to two of the three on his own. I think it's probably the bars I listen to, but I don't know because I don't know anything about it, so I don't know until I check with Master Tsuko."

"Dear Bar - Oh, he was once the most prominent candidate, but he said he was pulled out of the line by an injury"

"Forget ambiguous rumors. Focus more on the mission than that. We don't know if all the threats have left yet."

When the maple drank all around him and went straight into his work, Hamitte was leaving the scene burning with hatred. He says he just won his first battle for life in a long time, but without exhilaration, he has no sense of openness or accomplishment. All I had was a dark rage at my new talent.

I knew there was a way to reach the Deep Green Palace in Gloria's emergency, but I imagined it would be mouthless to come as soon as possible. I didn't like it when a silent mouth just came to the rescue, but more importantly, I didn't expect such a woman to come. Everything reminds me of the past. The days of bitter youth have passed.

Hamitte wasn't meant to be alarmed, but I don't deny that he felt open after a long hard fight. And consciousness was flying into the past, and emotions were dominated by anger and regret. So even when one of the silent came after me later, I accidentally replied.

"Hamitte which"

"Hmm? Oh, mouthless - yeah."

"The name is fine. Aren't you forgetting something more than that?

"Forget something, I'm sorry -"

It was Hamitte who reached out reflexively, but it was when he saw a short knife stuck in his chest that he understood it was already deadly. That short knife, which poked precisely at the heart, was carefully inserted with the blade asleep, penetrating between the ribs to pierce precisely Hamitte's heart.

Hamitte can't speak the language with the shock of being stabbed in the heart more than with severe pain. Blood already overflowed from my mouth when I tried to say something, words that made sense didn't come out of my mouth, only the sound of the air that I could hear even in the dusk leaked.

"Hey, - hivu"

"A woman like you drives my life crazy."

When Hamitte desperately grabs the other person's face, the skin on that face peels off. The identity of the woman who thought she had no mouth was Mascarade. Mascalade was secretly infiltrating Gloria to coincide with the raid of Calamity's split, in order to see the moment when Calamity would surely finish Hamitte.

Since the first look at Calamity, Mascalade had contemplated the measures. Sconner's knowledge of pharmacy also includes ways to formulate insect herbs. They were being used to infiltrate the face of the right woman, wearing a smell unnoticed by insects.

And now that Calamity had lost, Muscalade disguised herself like that when she glimpsed the mouthless costume, poking Hamitte's heart with a post-battle gap. For Mascalade, who is significantly inferior in combat technology, this was a bet. Even if Hamitte was alarmed, he had a good chance of being hit with a short knife.

The disguised mascarade went into a standstill while wiping a massive amount of cold sweat. The opponent has no ex-mouth. Because we don't know what means of attack we're leaving behind.

Against Hamitte crawling on the ground, he skewered his hands further and stabbed them from his back without getting into his hair. Blood splashed, but I stopped my breath by choosing the blade without a problem. Hamitte perceived herself dying from massive spills of blood, but he perceived that neither words of anger nor words of regret would come out any longer, and ran out looking into the sky.

Confirming Hamitte was dead, Mascalade finally exhaled loudly.

"Ya did it... I did it. Now I am Antai - now no one threatens me. hehe, hehe... haha"

Mascarade was quiet, but laughing heartily. There are no more beings who have threatened themselves for months. There is an obstacle called calamity, but now one concern has disappeared. Calamity also lost three splits. After that, if you manage to finish the rest of the body, there will be no one else to threaten you anymore. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh naturally.

But there were those who suddenly slapped Mascarade on his shoulder. From over the head of the reflectively frightened Mascalade, a man's voice was heard.

Continued