The Branded Female Fencer

"What, it's also my fault that your father and brother are gone. Don't get sick."

"... yes"

"So, how many fights does it take to hit the desired Vasquez?

"If we don't get to the Tensei match, we won't win. Until then, we have to break through the main battle."

Shire grabbed his fist. Too much force to stop the nails from eating into the meat. Fighter Vasquez. A man who used his hands to kill his brother and father in a way that made the situation unfavourable or cowardly, calling it a one-strike.

He relied on the Gora of the Five Wise Men to rely on his father's current words, and came out into the world to work out and avenge him. I didn't know where Vasquez would be working most of the way around the border as a mercenary to the Alliance, but if it were a unified martial arts tournament, I would come out a little, and I was right.

I thanked the Spirit and the late father and brother for their guidance, but I have to win it out until I hit Vasquez. As far as the main game was concerned, Shire felt there was a pretty strong crowd. Can we really win it out? Now I was trying to focus on the next game.

And Gora stopped the calamity that could destroy this martial arts tournament itself. When Shire saw Gora's accomplishments, he turned back in a courtesy. The game will be evening, but we need to be ready.

Gora was rubbing her jawbeard as she dropped off Shire's back.

"Hmm... what irony that the rest of the class of people that Washi once taught would be fighting. But Vasquez... I didn't know he was crazy enough to kill his master and his brother, although he said he had sex with a disciple that was beyond his control.

This is awesome. Keep your head down, Shire. "

Gora kept an eye on the human oblivion she had most coached by hand salt.

Around the time the sun plunged into Jomtien, the bow division finals in the Unified Martial Arts Games were about to take place.

Competitions are also held for each division, where the advantages and disadvantages are determined in the form of showcasing each martial arts, rather than interpersonal matches. I have made it interpersonal before, but more injuries often resulted in a flourishing Unity Division, which was opened up in each weapon as a place to fight pure technology in Miranda's proposal.

The bow division began the competition in the form of a targeting at various distances in the qualifying round. A total of 6 shots will result in a high score for those who have shot through areas that are far away and close to the center of the target. Wins from the qualifying round and a total of 36 in the main game contestants, the top six with high scores in each of the six trials made it to the finals.

Note that all bows used were created by Jaeger. This was sold in Alphilis and Cowen and also had the purpose of spreading the performance of having two or three times the flying distance of bows out in the world.

In fact, after the main battle, Jaeger had successive hopes of joining mercenaries and warriors who had competed in the bow division, and the knights arrived to inquire about how to create a bow. Cowen and the financial ecra, plus the beast man Jessia, had been exploring from the beginning that the technology would sell at a high price. Of course, I only plan to tell them some of the making to avoid losing interest in the battlefield. Things were going as expected, Corwen responded with a smile, but couldn't stop laughing high at the bottom of his belly.

And the face of the final, three from the Seeker. Fenna, its escort Auri, is Prince Shargin. And Aerial and last year's winner knight Bardre. And one, a hunter flowing from the eastern continent, named him Touta.

These six people lined up in a row and thanked Miranda for sitting in the viewing seat. Although it was not a heavenly tournament for all the princes to watch, there were many spectators in each division's finals, as well as the princes who showed their faces to hold the meeting during the lunch break.

While Shargin thanked him in it, he was, uh, sniffing.

"Why should I drown my head, Prince?"

"Your Highness, forgive me. In the human world, even before martial arts and so on, we may be thankful as a formality. I'm never being humbled. If you think it's courtesy."

"Well, if Fenna wants me to, I can't afford to lack courtesy as a royalty either. If this is a monster in the human world, it would be a muscle to follow your way."

Shargin, dissatisfied, followed what Fenna said. Prince Shargin, who has a strong nose column and is also slightly arrogant because of his pride, is honest with Fenna. Auri watched with no expression, but also had feelings that were not neat somewhere. It would be a delightful event if Fenna, who was originally to be escorted, were to be suspected of being a prince.

Aerial, by contrast, was looking up at the sky and reading the wind, and Bardre, also famous as a beautiful knight, smiled at the audience, and Touta was restlessly and slightly looking around. The hands and feet swayed, and the tension was well understood beside him.

Seeing how it went, Bardre and Shargin spoke up.

"Not so nervous, Lord Touta. This is a place to fight for bow skill, not fight."

"Exactly. I can't even give half my original strength if I'm trembling like that. The big stage at the corner, if you don't show your full strength, you lose something."

"Ooh. Well, that's true. I really don't like this ora because I lived with a beast opponent in a secluded place. Besides, I've never seen a human before, and it's just full of humans that makes me sick."

I look at Touta, who starts pressing his mouth, and Bardre rushes to his back. Shargin was frightened, but Fenna gently offered him pills.

"It's a medicine that holds up nausea and calms your mood. If you like."

"Oh, thank you. Medicine mixed with Kankazi and Nemogi. But Ola doesn't need it. If you put up a bow, everything will heal. Just make yourself at home, please."

"Well."

Touta smiled all the time with a blurred head. The look looked like an innocent boy, and Fenna ate her face a little. In the atmosphere of nagging, only Aerial stared at Touta with a slightly harsh eye for some reason.

Continued