The Branded Female Fencer

"Show me. You've been instructed to conserve the scene, haven't you?

"Absolutely."

Miranda will be on her way to the scene immediately with Aristotle's guidance. Alberto and Eliza were already present at the scene and it appeared that treatment for injuries to the wounded had already begun. An arrow appears to have stabbed the arms of some embassy woman, but there seems to be nothing else in her life.

Miranda glanced at the wounded, but soon found out where the arrows had flown from. There are traces of broken boundaries in the air, and windows are also broken. Miranda was staring at the torn glass when she said she had aligned the glass that had removed the cloudiness to the extreme for the day, but was utterly angry.

Besides, the glass is magnified several times in strength by magic. When you break it, is it an arrow with a magic overlay? If so, if it was aimed at humans, it would be dusted if the hit was bad. Were you going to do that, or were you just going to do this degree of damage as a result? If it is also an arrow material that can withstand the magic overlay, its type and place of production will be limited.

Behind Miranda, Aristotle gently offered an arrow pulled from the victim. But when he saw the arrow, Miranda turned her eyes round.

A bit of an unusual arrow, but the tip looks just iron. "

"Yes, I was wondering if there was any special change in the material. However, it is heavy and made to cross blades. I was wondering if you broke through the junction and glass with the magic of fortification on the arrows that specialized in penetration."

"Well, I didn't know there was such a way."

It was then that Miranda held an arrow and tried to match the location of the defeated glass. Pie, and an arrow passed through his gaze with a high sound. The minute Miranda realizes it's a ringing arrow, Miranda reflexively sticks out her left hand.

The junction and the glass were broken in an instant, and Miranda's left hand was reflexively grasping the flying arrow. He touches Miranda's temple and stops at the soot. Blood seeps through Miranda's temples as she twists late.

Once again, the scene became noisy.

"Master Anolun! Are you hurt!?

"... as you can see, it's okay. You'll do it, daylight grand. I didn't know you were after my assassination. No, or could anyone have taken the upper hand? I can't overlook a bit of this, though I'm a big shot at my head."

He was concentrating his magic on his left hand as Miranda slammed an arrow to the ground. The expression is only pitiful, and at the same time narrows his eyes and looks at the object, he has already gone into chanting magic.

"... there you are."

- The light won't penetrate my enemies.

An arrow of light was emitted from Miranda's left hand, also about the thickness of his arm. The arrow was released at a tremendous rate, destroying the glass and defensive junction and flying away in the direction the arrow was headed for, leaving it between seconds and hitting a small tall hill tree on the far side.

But Miranda was tongue-in-cheek while confirming the landing.

"I'll do it, I got away. How dare you dodge an arrow of sorcery"

"Dear Anolun, what are your enemies?

"One enemy, quite good at it. I'll put out a chase, but stay behind. Don't set me up, okay?

"Ha."

Miranda ears softly in those ears before Alberto salutes and leaves.

"(He who is fairly superior without a mouth, and also put a pilgrimage on it. They're not normal. If you let the half-baked out, it will be payback)"

"(Capture? Or dispose of it?

"(I'd prefer to be tied up, but you probably can't. Find out who the lowest opponent is)"

"(Understood)"

Alberto leaves the spot and Miranda leaves the spot with her hair up. The blood from the temples has already stopped. Elsa thought to herself as she put away a noisy place.

"Dear Miranda, how did you see their position from here...?

You can't even see it from here, like a tree on a hill. Someone with exceptional vision. Or maybe I can see it, but I still think there will be a shield.

But Elsa, who was chased by the response, immediately drove the question to the edge of her head and concentrated on her work.

Continued