The Branded Female Fencer

"... I think this kid is the ideal swordsman I've been waiting for, Me too, I dream about the crowd. One day a swordsman will show up to help me out of this cursed fate - I've had about that delusion. Train yourself, let someone inherit the moves you gain and entrust your destiny with the weapon. I expected such a presence to appear.

And finally, the boy most likely to do so showed up. I had a slight hunch from the first time I saw him, but I met him several times, and he turned to certainty. That this boy is the one who can fulfill our grief. But it was too late. It'll take at least another decade to inherit my moves. I don't have that much time.

Then what? I wanted to pass on my technique whenever possible, at least until this seal was lifted. The more I teach, the more likely I am to hunt down the Great Demon King. Fortunately, this boy is very honest. You'll raise your skill enough to teach.

But there's nothing more I can do to get here. If he can, this child is to be kept as far away from the expected tragedy as possible and to survive. Pulling me away from Arnelia and reviving the Great Demon King in the least popular place possible. Is that about it? "

"You're like a maiden in love, my lady. So, are you ready?

"Readiness has been around since I inherited this seal. It's just that life is full of things that you don't think it's going to be."

"That's what you do, too."

Miranda and Titania laughed at each other looking lonely, Miranda took a seat.

"I'm in favor of changing the location of the Great Demon King's Resurrection. I'm looking for the best place for that right now. As soon as you decide, carry or transfer you with dragons."

"Not a carriage or something?

"- I'm not sure who put their hands on your seal, but that person certainly enjoys it. You don't think I'd let that get in the way of transferring you? On the surface, I'll show you how ready I am to travel in the carriage and let you sneak away. Travelling in a dragon is a second idea."

"I hope it works out"

"If you don't make it, you'll get in trouble. If it doesn't work, this will be the battlefield. If that happens, Arnelia's authority will be lost, with many victims. It will no longer be a joint service, and we will no longer have the means to stop the Romansland rampage. The Dark Age will come. Is that what makes you do it?"

Miranda answers breathlessly. And I told him the last time.

"Titania. I ask you again, do you want something to eat? Even death row inmates have the right to decide on their last supper. I'll get ready if you want, though?

"You're sweet, I don't think you're the commander who drove me this far. Aren't roles like now really suitable?

"I don't like it and I'm hurting people, how easy it would be if I could just make drugs for people and live - but that's the path Atashi chose."

"Really? But unfortunately, I don't have the food I want. I'll probably explode when the seal is unsealed, so I won't be dressed like food's coming out with me then, will I? water and a little fruit would suffice."

"Yes, then that's all I'll get ready for. Yeah, I'll tell him for once, but you don't think he can get away with it. Alert here is the best of Arnelia right now. It's hard for you to die, and it's harder for you to get away with it."

That's all Miranda told me, she left the room. Alberto lifted Jake and turned to Titania to see if he had anything to think about and left in a gracious manner.

Titania was left alone in the room, but although there is no one in the room, it is constantly monitored by sensors and bounded. Miranda is right, it will not be possible to escape first.

But Titania was calmly analyzing the situation. A little while later Sister brought fruit, but thanked him and took the fruit in his hand. The skin couscous was ripe for a good time, but how do you want me to eat it without a fruit knife?

"I know I can't let you have a blade because it's like a prisoner, but it's not a fruit that eats every skin... it won't be a molestation, but you're a sister who doesn't care more than I thought. People are going to have a hard time being husbands."

That's what I thought. When I thought of Miranda, Alberto, who looked troubled next door, floated at the same time, Titania laughing unexpectedly. Sister, who had carried such a Titania with her fruit, looked sideways with surprise and thanked her and left.

From behind it, Titania cuts her finger belly with her nails and throws a drop of blood. And without spilling the couscous through Qigong, he skinned it with a handknife and contained it in his mouth.

"Well, Archbishop Miranda may have forgotten, but I'm a magician for once. When Levantine did this, it was still an important project. If the seal can be unsealed tomorrow, it needs to be taken away. Before you die, you need to work another one. If no one can handle it, the more dangerous weapons need to be buried in the dark.

But the couscous is still a good quality fruit as long as it is skinned. It's because of you, let's try it. "

Titania reached out to the fruit with the intention of the last supper, savoring it and converting it into her own remaining strength.

Continued