The Branded Female Fencer

"(What is this guy? I've confirmed the battle before, but it shouldn't have been a big deal. That's the sword. Even as we compete now, we're sure to get into the fifth finger, right? On the contrary, adding or subtracting? No, am I right in saying I'm getting used to fighting?

If you don't see the bottom of the strength, you don't know what you're good at. Now is the only time to defeat this guy) "

Mercred was certainly exasperated, but he regained his calm the other way around when he saw Drew's sword clasp. I'm not the kind of person you can let your anger take you down. He is an opponent who can carry the game so unilaterally while fighting between spears.

Merkleed took a few steps back and made up for it. Drew thought it was a trap. He did not pursue it, but rather took a few steps back himself. The score is superior, so you can still win over time. Merkleed saw it as meaning he wouldn't be forced.

"(Again, it's not killer, it's licked. But let's do everything we can - within the rules of the Unified Martial Arts Games, of course)"

Mercred had regained his calm enough to remember his present companion and the face of the Lord. Mercreed was trying to rub the ground several times as he turned his spear backwards. Then the spear started to burn.

Normally, wooden spears burn and decay, but there is no sign of spears decaying. And Mercury also had a flat burning spear. The audience bothered, but Drew was also surprised by this.

"You, aren't you hot?

"You're strong for hate and heat. There is nothing like a fire dragon brace. So this spear is fine."

"There will be limits to things."

Drew looked at Mercred's flaming spear and dropped a drop of sweat from his forehead. It's never because it's hot. Because the essence of Mercury's aim and ability could be read.

"Well, then don't give me an advantage in scoring without touching it?

"That's not all. This flame burns well but me. I don't even think the wooden sword will hold up."

"That's apparently the same with iron, isn't it?

"Naturally. There's only one first-generation orderin 'me in this condition!

Roll out the spear that Merkleed has gone even faster. Dru takes the distance so that the swords don't fit together, but when the flying firepowder hit him, one of the balloons on his shoulder was defeated. As Drew expected, this will only favour Mercredo waving his weapon.

And Mercred's weapon stretched that I should have avoided long enough. Drew avoided by turning his back with a single hair, but Merkleed's weapon stretched only for the flames.

Drew once again takes a good enough distance and says away with an invincible grin.

"It's called a spear, you."

"I don't remember declaring myself to be a spear man or anything. Look at my weapon. You got it all wrong."

"Come on, do you like that?"

Three Drew balloons are already damaged. Half the hourglass is left. Fire then spreads throughout the arena, with a limited range to be able to move gradually. It's unnatural how that happens with a fire with no burning objects, but Drew convinced himself that's what Mercreed is capable of.

It is certain that it is a loss as it is. Drew put his sword away when he smiled coldly and went to pick up another spare weapon. I don't know what a cold smile means, and Merkleed looks surprised.

"What imitation? Why laugh?"

"No, what. I thought it was ironic because it was no longer a fight over martial arts at the Unified Martial Arts Games. It's an interesting idea to seal up witchcraft and fight with only weapons. Because I like to fight purely with sword moves.

That's why I expected this competition, but that female mercenary has overshadowed everything. Of course I don't think it's cowardly because it's within the rules, or rather use wisdom to fight well. But it's been hundreds of years since I've fought with sword moves alone, and it's true that I was heartbroken. I'm sorry to hear that.

It's been a long time since I could have expected to meet someone who might outnumber me with sword moves. I didn't think the days I would expect to lose would be so exciting. "

"I don't know. Then it's as if there's no one better than you."

"Exactly. If anything happens, I'm the strong one after all. I'll show you proof of that, come."

Drew set up again. Mercred was uncomfortable that the spare wooden sword was no different from what had been earlier, but rather had prepared a sheath of wooden swords.

Perhaps the sheath itself has a secret, but either way, in wood, there's no way you can scratch yourself or anything like that, Mercred reconsidered.

"I don't know what you're up to, but you lose. Drew and I do."

"What are you afraid of? You're welcome. Just call me!

Mercury came forward, as Drew's words prompted him. And the fastest nine-strike in a row to be released. As if a fiery dragon dances to the arena, a fiery wind strikes Dru.

And I wondered if Drew and Merkleed had disappeared in the flames, and Merkleed had been blown out. It crashes straight into the off-site wall and Mercred collapses.

"Then, stupid. You, 'it' is..."

"It means you weren't the only one who had hidden balls. With all my strength, that's what I've never lost to my Lord.

The only one who ever beat me is my sister. "

We wouldn't have gotten each other's word. But victory and defeat were clearly decided, and the flames unleashed by Mercredo had disappeared from the arena, and Dru's declaration of victory had been made by Ultina, who had returned to the platform.

Continued