The Branded Female Fencer

And when those two confronted each other, they were speaking uncommonly and simultaneously to the silent two.

"" Um... ""

You were surprised that we spoke to each other at the same time, and the two of us turned our eyes round. And Venn gave it to the elderly Aristotle.

"Go ahead."

"So - since when do you have a sword?

"When you get tempted. And you?"

"I am ashamed that I held the sword only after Arnelia picked me up"

Aristotle answers embarrassingly. Only those who had equal hearing to referee and sensor abilities were listening to this conversation, but there were not many more who realized its contents were very noisy.

Plus Venn asked Aristotle.

"Until then, we'll be the best -?"

"Yes, I'm ashamed. Now I think it was a rough way to do it."

"Can you do better now?

"Right. But that's for each other, isn't it?

Venn smiled at Aristotle's words.

"Right. But because of the increase in the number of protectors, it doesn't bother me as much as I think."

"That's mutual - I'm not dissatisfied with the way we treat you right now, but you feel cramped sometimes, too?

"Yeah, maybe so. But I was still right. We smell the same. Was it a pleasure to meet you here? Or..."

"Right, is it a little too thick? But I'm sure our meeting will be a success. It will not be the guidance of Saint Arnelia."

Aristotle chuckles. I felt like I was mixed up with the smile at that time, and I saw Aristotle with an unexpected judgment. But there is only Aristotle in his smile. The referee reconsidered wondering if it was because of his concern and gave the last precautions.

"Then we both deserve a fair and honorable battle."

"Right. square, shameless battles with each other."

"Yes, let's do it today or so."

The two thanked each other and distance themselves, but the layer did not miss the roughly seemingly uncanny and dangerous air flowing between these two, who seemed polite.

"... no, no, you're like each other."

"What? Which one?

Gail couldn't understand when he saw two completely different people with different back lengths and looks. Layer didn't answer Gail's question, but I could easily imagine that he probably wouldn't take a pull if the number he'd been slashing away.

And Vatruka and Jemyaka, like layers again, both felt alike.

"Beautiful killer."

"Yeah, it's not mingly beautiful for a human to release. You've killed those two for a long time."

"Is it as good as we are?

"What about that? But I'm pretty sure it's too much for humans."

No one knows if Vatruka's allegations are there, but with the signal of initiation, Aristotle and Venn met violently without matching their faces. As if the two young lovers, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, were happy to resume, the two gladiators were severely intertwined.

"Awesome!

"I can't see a sword at all!

Earlier lines and Ivanzard were a big deal too, but these two swords are at different speeds. The meetings, which seemed to be at full speed from the outset, will further increase the speed.

Continued