The Branded Female Fencer

"Who?"

"It's Yogendooli. Moli's Seirei Tameshitamou Umei"

"? You're not Lisa, are you?

"Ael on Sug. Saw, in the Tatakai of Tsugi."

No way, Alphilis flashed that the Lord of this voice was Orlu, but I can't be sure. The signs had already disappeared from the side, and I was suspicious that Alphilis himself still had the strength to wake up his body instead of chasing him.

And where the name of the next game was far in Alphilis' ears, Alphilis' consciousness fell asleep.

"Jaeger's Wictrier, Forest Warrior Orlu, Previous!

On the signal of Judge Ultina, the two warriors confronted each other in the arena. Orlu remained the same today, with clothes and masks that hide the barbarian minimum body of the South, and a stick to it. Wictrier is similarly lightly dressed, but he was bringing in spears as a gain. And just in case, he has a sword on his lower back.

Wictrier is better at swords than spears, but it is this choice considering the difference between them. At least if he didn't have a weapon longer in time than his opponent, he was afraid it wouldn't be a game.

And it was before Ultina began her pre-game stereotypical explanation that Orlu suddenly took off his mask.

At that moment, both Ultina and Victoria watched. The short-haired, brown-skinned female warrior bore noble signs far from the touch of a barbarian. Beautiful, intelligent blue eyes stared at Victoria and spun the words.

"Moli's Sensi, Halautki Kay on Ite, Kamennug"

"Respect me?

"Soo. Omae, Ningenjanaina? Daga, totemotsuyoisensi smell. Socite, Nakama of Tsugi's Alphilis"

Orlu spins the stick behind his back. Looks like he's already in a battle posture.

"Omaetaosite, sul on Nie of Tsugi tatatakai. That's the temiyage to Ummei's Ite"

"... I see you're being provoked"

"Chowhatsujanai. Tsuyoisensi over eagles, Kokoniinai. If Kinzok is Nye, Majutsu is Nye, and Ki's Bukidake, the eagle is Psycho."

"Get away from both of them!

Attention is over, Ultina signals. Wictrier also knew that Orlu was probably speaking his heartfelt words, but that's why he had no reason to be afraid. Instead, I realized I had a burning self when I was told I would sacrifice it before the battle with Alphilis.

"I see. Am I still the same warrior blood muscle as my mother? I didn't expect blood to gush from this. I know you're a strong enemy, but I want to try to interact with Alphilis, too, so you're not gonna lose easily, are you?

"Souka, Gumball"

No real offense to Orlu for saying that, and Wictrier figured out that he stated the facts and honesty in a pale way, so he could come to the fight in a quiet mood. Concentration was the best, and I didn't think I'd miss a few Orlu moves.

And with the signal of Ultina's start, Victoria was under seven simultaneous attacks.

"... Huh?

Two shots in the abdomen, one in the chest and one in the left knee. Pay one blow to the back of the head and one lateral gizzard to the jaw and right foot as well. Victoria had been attacked by seven attacks just because she could perceive them.

One by one hasn't been that damaging. Wictrier looks human, but the composition of his body is quite different from that of man. Has the same strength as a full-bodied warrior, even without wearing protective gear.

That's why I had to lean a little bit, but it was all a blow aimed at the steeple without hesitation. Seven shots at that. If you're a normal person, this is already the end of the game. Wictrier remembered the warriors who had ever lost to Orlu. I couldn't do anything and I had lost without even losing my weapon. I know exactly why.

"No clap..."

"Ganjo over Omotta"

Orlu's movements were only fast for the first step. But that won't be so much compared to the Beasts either. Still unable to react is the absence of any preliminary motion. Even with Wictrier's eyes, which could also capture Yao's movements, Orlu's attacks only seemed glowing.

It is not the opponent whose defense prevails. Wictrier tried to fight back in pain, but Orlu's attack hits him from the edge of his attempt to move, holding him back from the movement. Trying to move left, he was pushed back. I tried to carry my foot forward and they paid me. Wictrier can't even move back, he can't help but twitch and retreat.

Watching that fight, Roch was roaring.

"The barbarians of the South, the warriors of Wanu Yodda, the largest of them all. He's more than a captain in it. There's a hell of a lot out there."

"Is he strong?

Rhine asks Roch a question. Roch nodded with awe.

"Some fight each other with beast generals. It's not until their troops come out that war situations are always glued."

"Can humans fight each other with beast generals?

"Did Urs and I defeat Lunca?

"Then I guess it's because it's a competition with rules. How many warriors can beat the Beast in a field of everything?

The line's doubts were best, but Cherio added there.

"Mr. Roch, you're not a captain."

"What? How do you know?

"Mask decorations and sculptures. Number and type of mask decorations, showing class by size. One big jewel in the mask, platoon leader, you can tell strength by how many small ones you're wearing. Two big jewels for a squadron captain, three for a big captain."

"His mask... wait a minute, how many are on?

"I just saw it, seven. If you're talking about the human rank, aren't you the general instead of the division chief? Plus, they put a sculpture in their bodies every time they defeat one strong enemy. I've seen warriors in the rank of captain, but still to the point of burying both arms. Instead of limbs, that woman's engraving surprises her back and torso. I've never seen such a Wanu Yoda warrior.

There's probably a warrior out there who's in a position to lead the tribe. Might not be as strong as the Beast General, huh?

They don't have the art of knowing if Cherio's words are accurate, but certainly Orlu was beginning to overwhelm Victoria. Instead of hitting this far yet, we haven't even wielded a weapon.

Continued