The Branded Female Fencer

"Ghan!"

That was rampant, but the iron ball flew away somewhere. Rear Shed, who regenerated the kill by turning it into regenerative power, quickly rescued the two of them.

"Sero, hamnet! Stay with me!"

"... ruh-oh, I hear you. I'm not dying because I'm immortal in the first place."

"... enthusiastic, agreeable. Rear Shed, Dear People"

"May fly."

"Well, who is it? Who helped us? You don't seem like an enemy, but you don't seem to be on your side, do you?

There was a woman who looked like a monk, a woman who carried a large load on her back, a woman who wore the skin and clothes of a beast, and a woman in a robe with a larger book in her hand.

I smell blood from everyone. Apparently there is no mistake in having fought, but the leading female monk spoke to the woman in the skin of the beast with a slightly distracted voice.

"... there's no 'Clown', isn't there, 'Archer'?

"Seems like after we've already moved, 'Monk' lord"

"Oh, you can't use it."

"That being said, come on? It's hard to go after a clown, huh?

"If you follow the corpse, you'll definitely get there, but it's the clown walking toward the basically interesting part. If they say what's most interesting right now, it's definitely a unified martial arts tournament."

A monk would have beaten the rear sheds out of him, hissing a barbed mace, and turning.

"You told me to keep an eye on the clown because Zems had to take the request alone for a while, and I can't believe I'm losing sight of this"

"I don't have a choice. Zems is the only one who can keep the clown away. And then there's Sheba."

"I mean, Zems is the only one who can live beside a clown, like?

"I didn't think the vice chancellor had a problem, but the clown was up to his skill."

"It's annoying. Leave it like this and we'll catch our eyes from all over the continent. Life or death no longer matters. Let's kill for sure. Let's go, pharmacist, all-purpose scholar."

"Even if you're not told, it would be our convocation for that. 'Monk' Enema?

"I can't help it, it's gonna be expensive, huh?

"Hey, wait a minute. Why don't you just do this and say hello?

Look at this one at all. SeroGrace grabbed onto a foursome girl who didn't even show her how to do it. Moment after moment, Monk Enema sighed.

"I tried to miss you guys, the Spears sisters, because you didn't know what to think of us? You don't have time for this."

"The guy they're chasing is powdering us, right? Explain the situation."

"I don't have that kind of brother-in-law or time. Besides, as soon as you find it, there's an arrangement in the Mercenary Guild to kill it immediately. Capturing is also easy if we have the strength. Just pull yourself into the realm and lick your sister's ass, you mutton fish."

A blue muscle was floating on the forehead of a gradually caustic enama. But so did SeroGrace. The rear sheds and hamnets stop that serrow.

"I'm not going to argue, apparently you got help. But we can't finish without being licked, either. We're gonna find him and we're gonna get him back."

"Trail, I can follow. I remember the smell,"

"You can't even explain it on the road, can you? It doesn't have to be. I'll do it myself!

He was the three sisters to say so, but Enema prompted him to follow him with his jaw when he glimpsed his fellow man's face. On the road, three non-Enema greet each other.

"Archers, it's Shekina, nice to meet you."

"'Pharmacist' rifling, we're not getting used to each other."

"It's Vodun, the all-purpose scholar. Nice to meet you. Hey, you say you're immortal? Can I have an autopsy?

Vodun glanced into SeroGrace's eyes, but those Vodun's eyes looked like dark darkness, and even SeroGrace deflected unexpectedly. Enema is grabbing and pulling up that vodun's neck.

"Uh, it's research material because of it, but no!

"I told you there wouldn't be any extra time"

"... clown, you called it. That's the one who suddenly attacked us and you're chasing? Who are you?

Answered Rear Shed's question as Enema hurriedly walked on his feet.

"My people, for once. I know you don't think so."

"Neither do we, don't worry"

"? You don't know. If you're one of them, why don't you cooperate and kill us?

To the words, all four were silent, but only Vodun began to talk naggingly.

"Clowns are the worst pleasure killers, aren't they? If I try being a clown, I guess I'm just a jerk."

"He's the one who stacks bodies like he breathes. It has the same life and the same stone on the side of the road. Just like children sometimes play stone by stone without meaning, without any context or purpose, just killing people. I'll kill you because you're in the way of walking down the road, I'll kill you because killing you now sounds interesting, I'll kill you because I think I can take a laugh. That's the sense."

"He is an excellent mercenary who has received the highest rating of less than brave men as a mercenary to be certified as an Alliance, S class. At the same time, he is an arranger for the highest prize placed on the Alliance."

Life Ring and Shekina talk. The three sisters listened as they followed them. And the Enema speaks bitterly.

Continued