The Branded Female Fencer

"Begin!"

It should have been less than a moment while Vasquez was thinking of something extra. But in the moment Vasquez stood up from the announcement of the start of the game, six attacks actually captured Vasquez.

It's not enough to take an attack with a wooden sword or anything else - the shock of pushing through was capturing Vasquez, as it denied Vasquez's idea of thinking so.

"(Piercing - you're not, are you?

It was his own body that Vasquez, who flew away with shock and surprise, first confirmed. It was such a shock.

"Wow, a knife."

"- Right."

Puritanical leisure and poetry, which had taken me to the match venue, looked interesting at Titania's score. Titania had a wooden sword mimicking the sword used on the eastern continent. Certainly a knife is better suited to use a thrust than the sword of this continent.

Those who knew knew, but Vasquez doesn't know the difference that much. I just have a sword. Because it was only recognition to that extent, we couldn't deal with a high-speed six-pack. Was it just that the penetration of the seventh blow into the eyebrow underdeveloped that as a Titania, I would not have allowed only one blow that could have been fatal as a Vasquez?

Titania on the front eye again and Vasquez finally taking the stand without alarm.

"Damn, I didn't know the preliminary motion was this far."

"Sooo - Ha!

"Wow!

Titania has no intention of giving Vasquez a break. Titania's penetration is so sharp and unprepared that it suddenly feels uncomfortable that the erected Titania becomes larger. Vasquez, who reacts with a second blow to that thrust, is also a boulder, but he still couldn't afford to get to a counterattack.

Poke, poke, poke. Vasquez, exposed to Titania's onslaught but still on paper. I gradually start to have room for that defense and evasion. And when Titania's penetration gets bigger at the international level, Vasquez doesn't miss that gap.

"I'm getting used to it, Olah!

Vasquez gets punched with his right fist. But Titania's sword looms beside Vasquez with his fist open.

"(Ahem? You think they're after less muscle -?)"

Vasquez's intuition, who tried to fight back continuously after receiving it, tells the danger. Vasquez abandoned the attack, twisting his body and dodging.

And blood blows from the side of the flying Vasquez. The audience glanced and Vasquez was inadvertently holding back where the injury was.

"(If it was any deeper, you'd have been hit with muscle. Where's the wooden sword, didn't you plant something inside?

Of course it's just a wooden sword, but if Titania holds it, even a branch of a tree becomes a weapon that pierces the enemy's body. I wouldn't dare confirm anything if Brandio knew about it too.

And it has nothing to do with Vasquez either. When I tightened my muscles and reduced the bleeding, I took the stand. Your left arm gently folds your elbows, slightly forward parallel to the ground. And let your right arm swing down from the big upper section. This is Vasquez's first tournament.

Few people know this structure. It was about Gora and Shire who knew what that meant.

"That's my teacher's..."

"Don't get excited about this, it's Shire. I would only have brought you here with absolute rest if I thought you had the right to see the battle as a matter of life. If you want more than you can see, you don't deserve to be here."

"Yes, I know. I know..."

It was Gora who helped Shire. Normally, I almost let Arnelia treat me, but Gora has a secret immortal. With this, I can heal any wound if it's not dead. Except for the fact that they were no longer small in number and that they were poorly replenished, they were more reliable restorative drugs than Arnelia's treatment.

Besides, Shire's injuries were so bad that he couldn't heal overnight with this secret medicine. Treatment with normal healing magic would not have spared the sequelae. Vasquez broke it in mind, and Gora was prepared that it couldn't possibly be safe. Considering what would have happened if I had been a few more seconds behind, even Gola had a cold liver thought.

And having regained consciousness, Shire cried with regret that he was powerless without one or two, and offered to see this game through. Normally, I would not allow it. But seeing Shire's life since he killed his master and brother, and considering that one end of the responsibility lay with him, he could not refuse.

Gora toured the game with Shire as she secured the rooftop of the VIP seat. Though short, Titania is also Shire's master. The battle between Titania and Vasquez had extraordinary thoughts.

Continued