The Branded Female Fencer

The audience defied Zeho's defeat, but when the referee made the lay's declaration of victory, it was sparse but applauded. Many, including fellow Jaegers, looked as if they had been turned into tanukis or foxes, but some praise the thoughtfulness of preparing layers.

"Shiitake."

"Oh, it would be against the intentions of the martial arts tournament. It would be the way allowed because the summation is Miranda. I'd have been kicked in the ass if I didn't have to do it every year."

"Still, winning is winning"

"Exactly. I don't know what it is, but I dusted the captain of Muller's steel men. I bet you could sell your name."

The line was somewhat nimble as she looked at Lunatica, who was a little good at it amid her faceless expressions. I thought things would probably go in the unwanted direction of the layer, and I was looking forward to seeing when the layer would collapse that Buddha top surface. Rhine secretly expects that talent cannot be so nameless in the world.

But the layers of the day didn't even boast of honor, and they were just back in the holding room. Due to today's final game, there wasn't supposed to be anyone in the holding room anymore. I thought I didn't like the late night game because it gets noticed, but nobody's holding room is quiet and comfortable. There was hardly anyone there when I was ready, so I could concentrate fully. I'm pretty sure the opponent was just the opponent, and the layers were pretty focused.

Returning to the holding room, he exhaled heavily and relieved the tension. The strength must not be understood, and the strong enemy must be beaten, and the lay intends to make a rush. I just wanted time to be free from that tension. I thought the nobody's modem was great, but Layer felt signs of standing behind him and suddenly stood up and pointed the wooden sword at him. He thought there was no danger in the venue, and regretted that he had not brought Shempez because he had not made a statement either.

But there was a gentle slap on the shoulder of the layer.

"It was an interesting game inside."

"- Huh!"

Layer fell into the illusion of being stirred up by his heart. It wasn't my hand that was put down, but if I had been stabbed in the heart without question, I would be dead. I don't want to kill the person behind me. But there was only an unusual sense of intimidation there that could not be hidden away.

Layers have rarely been taken behind their backs in their lives. No matter how Lunatica disappears these days, she no longer stands behind her back. That much tension persists, and I've never felt anything like unstoppable speed in my eyes. Because if you concentrate, even Yao's body can look slow.

But this opponent had a different dimension. I didn't feel any signs at first. But after noticing the signs, this opponent undoubtedly turned behind him at high speed. There is sweat in my hand holding the sword of the layer. You saw such a layer, the opponent slowly turned around to the front of the layer.

Seeing that face, she was a woman who I thought was beautiful even on layers not very interested in the opposite sex. Silver hair that flows through unrealistic, white skin. At the same time, I think he looks like someone else. When they laughed dull, they asked the layer.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to threaten you. I wanted to see how responsive it would be."

"... who?

"It's not a big deal who I am, at least for you right now. You just have to tell that kid that I'm here."

That's what they said. They took the necklace out of their nostalgia. It is a crest of the moon, made of silver. The woman was not wearing a necklace, but the layers also noticed that the earrings peered from her short hair were made of silver. The design (design) is as if it were different, but for some reason it looks the same.

When the woman took the hand of the layer, she let her hold the necklace firmly. Layers couldn't react to this either. I can clearly see that it is useless to resist. The woman's eyes stared at the layer, but she was about to be sucked into those eyes, which also looked inorganic.

"Give it to me and you'll see, we're here."

"Why me?

"Because I seem to be closest to that girl. Something with a strong smell, and properties. He seems to have a good guy, too, but that doesn't matter. The point is, soul problems."

"Why don't you give it to me yourself?"

The woman laughed at the words of the layer.

"I'll meet you soon. Two more wins and you'll hit me. Something I don't want to see boring dance at that time. so as to keep myself elevated by then. That's what this necklace means."

"Layer? May I come in?

I accidentally heard Elsia's voice from the outside. When Layer returned to me, he looked at the entrance. I don't know what Elsia will do when she enters now. Layer had to figure out what to do with this woman, but the woman was gone just out of sight for a moment. The air in the holding room moved slightly so that we could see that the woman had moved, and the smell of sweat left by the fighters hit her nose.

- Sure, tell that girl - to Renatica - that the sisters are coming to pick her up -

Only that word remained in the layer's head, and Elsia was tapping the layer's shoulder at the bewilderment.

Continued