The Branded Female Fencer

"I wonder what's wrong with that young man. Should I just nail a word?"

"Your Majesty, there's a leak in your chest."

"This is rude, Your Highness. The roots are truthful."

It is a muse that laughed and agreed with Drean's blurry way of saying it.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the venue, Gora was taking Shire to watch the game. Shire had his eyes round this result, but that was the same for Gora.

"Well, coincidences are scary"

"Master, it seemed as if the attack of the Lord of the Beast had slipped away just now, did it happen? For a moment Lord Seite's movements seemed to have stopped in the air."

"Not by chance, Shire. Instinct may have made it so, but the distant principle is actually a technique that can be applied." Empty walks, "the eagle calls it, but before, there were those who could kick air like walls. I can do it, but twice is the limit. That young man named Seite let go of that prototype.

But that's not all. He even used penetration. "

"Penetration? Oh, there's a blow in the leg."

"The far-sightedness released by the leg accidentally broke through a wall called muscle armor, reaching slightly into the gut, is it easy to understand? The pain occurred only slightly due to a muscle twist in the big move.

You know how it works because you're probably good at Shire, too, right?

"I see. I can only use it with my hands, but it's also possible with my legs"

"Well, the principle is that there's something close to distancing."

Shire was convinced by Gora's explanation.

"Master, can I still be strong?

"If that's what you know, fine. This martial arts tournament will also have significance. Honestly, I didn't think it was worth risking your life to the extent of Vasquez. I hear that Vasquez is dead too, you're free. From now on, build up drills for what you believe in.

Of course, stopping the fight here and returning to Shirai's daughter is one choice. Do what you want. "

In Gora's kind and loving words, Shire took his hands back silently and thanked him. And to thank you, I made one suggestion.

"Actually, I'm going to join Jaeger."

"To Jaeger? Why"

"Lord Commander invited me. Training will be essential over there, and requests vary as mercenaries. Until now, we have only trained for battle, but if there is hope, it seems that we can also build drills from downwork like merchants, even if we prioritize professional requests like pharmacists and hunters. They also have classes on general education, and if they wish, they can enroll in Gloria? They can also study abroad in the academic city of Mayer.

I thought I should know a little bit more about the wider world while I was studying martial arts. Even one of the women seems to have trouble living on her own, and I think it would be a good opportunity. "

"Um, it'll make sense. Both that alphilistic daughter and the Jaeger organization are still unstable, but I'm looking forward to much from now on. If that's what you've decided to do, be free."

"Yes! Then hurry!

Shire bowed deeply and ran away. I guess I'm going to go and file a membership notice for Jaeger now, but I guess I really couldn't help but want to join him.

Gora smiled off behind it, but sighed at Shire.

"Oh man, I wish I could watch the next game or so before I go. It would be one of the extremes of a human game. I hope Jaeger holds the reins well because there's something a little bit like that."

Gora laughed bitterly and tried to think about the next game, realizing how noisy the air outside the venue was. The heat in this venue makes it difficult to explore, but the air feels strange. I can't help but feel that there's something dangerous looming about the air that sticks outside and the impending impatience.

Once we thought we should go out and explore, the next game was declared early.

"It's my turn now. I thought you'd just come to the waiting room."

"I was foolish just now not to be called, wasn't I, Grandpa? My back hurts or something."

"This one's so jittery, give me a break."

"Tell them that."

Being in the holding room with Lexus, complaining scatterly, is Blackhawk's deputy captain Betts. Betts, who had joined as a masked swordsman and fought like a clown, was slowly starting to get serious around fighting Lexus.

And now I haven't brought the mask here. Lexus sensed that Betts would fight for real, and he followed. Most importantly, Lexus himself wants to see Betts for real.

Continued