The Branded Female Fencer

As long as they were provoking each other, they confronted each other calmly. The good things are swords together. However, Milnay's sword is wide-ranging, and his body is about a minute longer than Jake's. If we meet, the endurance is disadvantageous to Jake because it is made of the same wood. Bring it to the meeting once and for all, it should have been in Milnay's favor.

That is also obvious to the amateur. But some watched their battle from a different perspective. It's Lisa, who was just away from Jaeger.

"Jake..."

Lisa was concerned about Jake's classmates and watched the game one away. Renatica rarely acts alone because she leaves it in the Ray fan's escort. Though the crowd is fierce, Lisa can rather use the sensors' abilities to move among the crowd without touching others. However, it is very tiring to have a lot of people, so I offered Arnelia one of the VIP seats to rent.

There is also an escort outside when it comes to the VIP table, but Lisa unexpectedly felt signs of standing next to her in that seat. The signs I remember have spoken to Lisa in a tone that is both nostalgic and disturbing.

"Lisa, it's been a while."

"... is it Doom"

Lisa revealed her frustration and replied not to be rushed. Put your hands on your nostalgia pills and stand ready to force your physical abilities up and out at any time. But Doom didn't even feel hostile or evil.

Even if that's evidence, it just shows that there is no will to engage by spreading the palm of your hand. Of course Lisa is aware that the act means nothing.

"Don't be so vigilant. I'm not going to do anything during this tournament."

"So what can I do for you? If you don't need me, why don't you just kill yourself and return me to the dust? Oh, the earth would be more annoying if you were to die and return to the earth, so kill yourself exactly at the edge of the world, wouldn't you?

"Wow, thanks for the relentless words. I'd like that. But as far as I'm concerned, I'm worried about the finish of Milnay. I didn't think you'd fight Jake here, but fate prank is amazing."

"Are you involved in Milnay?

Nor can Lisa hide her surprise at a connection she hadn't imagined. Doom shrugged emotionally as he looked down at the arena.

"It was a total coincidence that I got to know her. I used to sneak into the Dark Market and whorehouse in Tarram, wondering if it would help. What she was in was a pretty bad whorehouse in Tarram as well. There's nothing wrong with the life and health of a whore, and the customer's request is a whorehouse behind 'anything'. Some of them even tolerate torture and murder, right?

A human being is a creature of great imagination. There were a lot of games that I couldn't get that far. I'm talking about a customer who tried to get a chorus out of a whore's scream... "

"It's out of the question. I don't care what you're talking about, so keep up the main points. If you can't, die."

To Lisa's harrowing words, Doom seemed sincerely sorry.

"It's a good place to start. Well, because it's such a whorehouse, it's the specially trained whores who are good at the art of virginity, or who work long hours. Unknown female mercenary, sold to debt in such a place. It's more obvious what happens when you see a fire, isn't it?

Well, he broke it like a borough rag, blamed it until he changed his hair color and face in shock, and I got to where he was dumped because he stopped moving. Well, I was sneaking up on you to break it, didn't I?

"... so?

"You'd be dead by now. I thought I'd let you die, 'Is there anything I can tell you?' When I heard that, what did you think Milnay guy said?" It's Alpha Reese's fault... if it's just my soul, it's convenient, I'm gonna go kill him ", right?

I don't care what you think I saw in my eyes like this, and I think it's an easy payback for an ageless evil spirit, but I like the resentment. I helped you. "

"I see. That you, the evil spirit, helped is the beginning of a further nightmare for Milnay. So, now she's 'what'?

To Lisa's words, Doom laughed niggardly.

"That's fast and helpful. She had already stuck one foot in the path of death at the stage of application of the procedure. She's the opposite of me, about a quarter evil spirits, and the rest human. However, he also applied his hand to the remaining human parts.

I wonder if she is an evil spirit, a human being, and at the same time a demon king. Well, how does Jake fight?

When Doom looked down again, Milnay was slashing into Jake. Arnelia's case is basically the first form of protection. Jake laid his sword on that right, but when he received the Milnay sword, he almost knelt unintentionally at its weight.

"(The power of a human woman, this?

Jake stopped stomping and blew Milnay's posture by diverting his powers. And I kicked Milnay's belly and got out of the spot, but the feeling that stays on my feet is stiff as if I kicked it even on an iron plate.

Milnay wears long-sleeved clothes, but never thick. The feeling of kicking your muscles should have passed straight to your feet.

"Is that muscle Dharma? How much did you work out, that!

"Rude toward an elderly woman. Just what you need as a warrior."

"No, no, you're excessive. That's!

Instead of receiving the sword of Milnay, Jake recieves it with his sword. I instantly decided that there was no wooden sword when I was receiving it.

If you make it Jake, who meets with numerous handlers in Arnelia, it's technically easy to wield Milnay's sword. But once it's damaged, it'll crack your brain, even though it's a wooden sword. Jake was feeling so nervous that it was no longer a competition.

Jake took a distance once and escaped out of Milnay's range. I took the time to turn to the attack, but Milnay received that he was pushing the situation.

"Did you cower?

"... come on, what do you think?

Jake feels uncomfortable with Milnay. Even though the technology is immature, only physical ability protrudes and is high. The technology of the sword has not kept pace with physical abilities. It seemed as if the presence of a female mercenary in front of him was creepy and he felt that he should settle for it as soon as possible.

In Jake's imagination, Milnay didn't have the basics of sword moves, so he could imagine the sight of a one-sided offensive if he turned it to receive it. That fits roughly. But there was Jake's unimaginable Milnay ability.

When Milnay took a step, he waved his sword unconstitutionally from outside the intermission. Jake was pounded into the void, but was flying backwards reflexively. And from Jake's forehead, which had landed, blood was pouring forth.

Continued