The Branded Female Fencer

"You - did you amputate your right hand?

"Only my right hand was stitched to the ground. Then all you have to do is cut it off. If you were going to stop me, you should have stitched my left hand up, too. Or was Perpergis horrible? In that way, the human pillar doesn't seem to be ready - or was it also an unexpected thing? I can't find the human pillar, or something."

Grid was wary of Titania, who could imagine that much with all this interaction. And at some point, I saw Titania holding the knife in her left hand. The grid hurts.

Titania gently waved the knife a couple of times, stopping it from moving perfectly.

"Well, we don't have much time. You will die instantly, are you ready?

"Don't lick it, sword emperor. No!

"Calling me sword emperor is understudied, isn't it? The warriors at the time, who knew me well, never called me a sword emperor or anything... well, good. 'Cause it doesn't make any difference which way you die."

Grid storming Titania. There were still many mercenary breakdowns around them who stood up for what to do, but they were not even given time to regret the matter.

"Ha, ha... perseverance!

Shire kept running over the roof, but the knights showed up one after the other wondering if they'd shaken it off. I've been trying to get back to Titania for a while now, and I can't get back. I also thought about overthrowing and breaking through forcefully, but considering my primary goal was Vasquez reasonable at martial arts tournaments, I couldn't raise my hand to Arnelia's knight here. Worst of all, it could force you to disqualify the tournament.

As he continued to flee, Shire noticed that a single painting of the defensive net was empty. Eight or one, Shire disappeared and lurked inside the building before jumping into the compartment. I still found this earlier, but now it seemed like the chaser was shaking it off.

"Yay, I'm finally behind you."

Shire tried to head straight for Titania, but suddenly noticed a smell of blood. I am still in the building, and this is a luxurious building to be called a noble apartment. Since there is a unified martial arts tournament during this period, many nobles should be visiting Arnelia. What do you mean you smell blood from it?

Where Shire stepped in, the butler and maids of the mansion were bleeding to death. Its neck was uniformly twisted and its master was desperate in his angry form. Fatal injuries are a blow to the heart. Probably, I'm punching my heart out with my fist. And in the same place, an elderly woman and a young woman were dying dressed in abusive attire. It's easy to imagine what happened.

Shire offered a short silent prayer, and when he clothed the women, he did it with each corpse's eyes closed. The body still has body temperature, indicating that not so much time has elapsed since his death. Who did it. Shire had one idea.

"No way..."

Shire ran out with a bad feeling. Heading in the direction of Titania. If it's the guy who did this, never go along with Titania. That's what Shire thought when he said that his horror was in a different place than his strength.

"That's why I wanted to beat you up at the competition... where you can't use cowardly measures, by the time you're skinless"

When Shire was running with a bad feeling, there was a bad feeling there that he was becoming a real person and taking shape.

Taurus, along with his four companions, was preparing to raid Titania. Arnelia sealed off the perimeter, so we prepared an easy stage to fight, but it is clear that it is a good disposable body. If I still had the chance to discuss Titania, I would have spoiled and accepted.

The time is evening, and the sun will soon set. I didn't choose the complete night because I wanted to eliminate the possibility that if many humans move at night, they would stand out the other way around and not know who was who in the dark. According to Arnelia, we weren't the only ones recruited in this operation.

But Taurus couldn't help but be anxious that he came here and the plan changed dramatically. I act like nothing is going on in front of the others, but Taurus is a boneless fist and I'm not very good at killing emotions. It became a mixture of anxiety that I might not be able to come here and use the virus and the lack of relief that I might not have to sacrifice my real daughter, which on the contrary supported the Taurus. Otherwise, the situation was such that it was not strange that anxiety was spreading from Taurus' attitude.

The search for Urs has five people on their way, including his son Miles. Probably in Arnelia's treatment facility, but I don't know where that is. Some of my people excelled in sensor capability for times like this. Some of my companions are nosier than wild beasts, not relying on sensor abilities again. I'm not even that good at combat, but I thought I could find out where they were if I let them go.

Continued