The Branded Female Fencer

"Well done, you."

"I'm leaving today. But I'll kill you one day."

"I wouldn't want to fight directly if I could. I don't feel like I can win as I am."

"Ha, that's right. Be able to handle the wind like Vatruka there by the next time you see him. Otherwise we wouldn't even be talking about it."

Receiving words that didn't sound like Jemyaka's throwaway dialogue, Aerial dropped Jemyaka off with a face that didn't seem like a winner.

Vatruka, with an apparently grumpy face, hit dissatisfaction at the departing Gemyaka.

"I gave you some advice, didn't I, Gemyaka? What do you mean"

"I knew it. I just don't think we can counteract the way we fight from what we've seen, and the richness of our 'dance' can handle every situation. Besides, some of your sisters aren't as simple as we are, and there's nothing to say from what we've seen. That's what history has proven, isn't it?

I thought about the impact on Renatica more than that. I don't think it's worth welcoming, because I can't seem to dance yet. "

"It doesn't matter if you dance fast or slow, does it? You just want to get busted, don't you?

"Ha, how long have you been saying such a long thing? If that's what you need, Vatruka himself is going to pull it out in the next game, right? Isn't it irrational that you're good at it and I shouldn't?

It was a gemyaka that stared down at Vatruka, but Vatruka looked away at the killing.

"... Fair enough. It didn't start now that you ran wild. But don't forget that I'm more moderate."

"I don't know which one sucks when it's cool"

Jamyaka pulled in with disgust, but Vatruka gives up or follows without expression. There is a voice at the venue explaining that Mason is not an anomaly in his earlier use of witchcraft. It said nowhere in the arena was it said that it would forbid the use of witchcraft as long as it came out of the boundaries of the arena, although everything was bounded so that witchcraft could not be used. Therefore, it was decided that the conduct of Aerial would not be contrary.

Nevertheless, given the off-site losses, there is realistically only about as far as the effect of the junction over the arena, and it should be designed after considering that it is impossible for even beastmen to have enough bouncing power to reach there on their own. Still wondering if anyone would overshadow that unexpected, Miranda dared not articulate a word of 'no witchcraft use' when making the rules, only stating that 'witchcraft cannot be used in principle'.

Aside from that narrative, Whisper and I were talking while looking at the backs of the silver clan.

"Oh yeah, Whisper's husband. Looks like the ground rocked, but isn't that magic?

"Arnelia's connections are perfect, you can't use magic. I don't know, should I even call it special abilities? But that explains their unusual fighting power. Is this why you can crush the army on your own in addition to your extremely high physical abilities? Besides, each one of us seems to have different abilities."

"The ability to rock the earth and it looked like you kicked the wind, didn't it?

"If their abilities are as good as I imagined - it might be easier to take action than I thought."

Whisper laughed invincibly, but never told him why to look strange next door.

"- Well, I'll do my best."

"Do we have a chance?

It was also Cherio, the Beast General, who flaunted his shoulders at the words of Roch, the Beast General. There is also Lünca next door. Some beasts belonged to Yao, Nia, and other Jaegers as backup. Cherio hated those backups, but it was Roch who gathered them aloud.

But even in front of them, Cherio's attitude remained the same, and he floated somewhere.

"Well. I can't tell you anything without trying all this."

"You cut me all that. I won't allow you to fight like this."

"Oh, my God, you've got ears."

Cherio repeated the preparatory movement with a bitter smile, but Yao could see the fighting spirit rising to see the lightness of the movement. I thought he was a skinnier warrior, but he doesn't have some gaps in his raised muscles, and he looks like he's waiting for a fight.

When Cherio's name was called from the arena, Cherio pampered his face and smiled for a moment, just lifting his hand gently, leaving silently. His next opponent is that Titania.

Behind it the beasts speak up in their mouths.

"I don't know, Mr. Cherio, there's no place to be."

"That's right. The youngest of the beast generals and they're supposed to be close to us for generations, but it's not very easy to stick around, is it?"

"My direct reports have a lot of bad guts, too."

Nia wondered if the beast man had any glasses or snags, but he kept them out of his mouth there. But the question seemed the same for Lyunka.

"Surely I don't really know why Cherio was elected beast general either. Surely the filling of vacancies gave you the status of beast general? I heard it was a feat in the field, not a birth in the military. I think it was when I was on the southern front."

"That's right. He was officially not a subordinate of the military, but a battle group of external cooperation, whose strength and merit were recognized, persuaded by the Chancellor and King Dryan to pull the whole thing out. He has resigned many times, but even if he is a member of the army, he can do as he pleases. I hear you took it on reluctantly at the end."

"I'm a stranger for turning down the king's invitation. Where are you from? I hear it's a periphery among the fairly gruzzards."

"It's Bolsanua."

When I heard the name, the beasts bothered me. It is a place known to everyone, not just Groussard, but the beasts. It is in a blank zone in the land of the beasts of all nations and in the great forests of the South, where the criminals of the beasts chased after the land flow in. It is also a land constantly exposed to barbarian raids from the South and constantly in contention. I hear they have a certain order, but it's such a noisy place that a decent beast wouldn't even try to get close in fear.

Continued