The Branded Female Fencer

War and Peace, Part 688 ~ Unified Martial Arts Games, General Division Finals ⑤ ~

Seiyaa!

As Saito's attack accelerates, so does the crowd's cheer.Saite's attacks accelerate even more, as if they were responding.It was like a tributary gathering together into a big river, and then it was a river, and it hit the line.

"It's becoming one-sided!"

"That beast is amazing!"

The audience stepped forward and cheered, supporting Saito as if she had forgotten she was no longer a beast.Saite's attacks are basically faithful and varied, so he won't allow the line to fight back.

Looking at the line of defense, Rayfan looks at the battle as he prays.

"So, are you okay?"

"... yeah, it's okay."

"But you don't seem to have been able to fight back.Still got a plan for him? "

"I don't know. I don't know..."

"What?"

Alphilis answered after putting them together.

"I told him to win, and he was fine.What he can't say is a man who doesn't talk.Only on that point do I trust him.I told him he was gonna be okay, and he's gonna win. "

Alphilis had a strong belief in his eyes.Rayfan glanced at the eyes and decided to support the line with a strong feeling.

The Romanslands were watching the battle elsewhere.Swender admired the battle honestly.

"Great battle."

"Yes, it's an incredible series of strikes."

"No, Anne. I praised that human warrior."

"What about it?"

It was unusual for a Swedle to stand up from a chair and look down at the battle.My concubine Orloiège urged me not to sit down.Annecrose noticed that she was holding her fist because she couldn't hold back the noise of blood.

"That man - I'd love to fight on the battlefield."

"Excuse me, Father, but it looks like we're on the defensive side."

"Anne, you are a first-class dragon knight, but second-class warrior on earth.Why hasn't the wooden shield been damaged after so many Beast attacks?And why hasn't the man passed out yet, with so many beatings with distant applications that pierce his shield? "

"... they say so."

Annecrose was relieved at the suggestion of Swede.The line gradually retracted at first, but it was no longer slight.

Sweddle continued.

"Alexandria's Shield. I haven't seen first-class technology in so long.I remember there were more knights older than me, but these days, it's been a long time.Dioré is too sturdy to change without a shield.I don't like the Diorette either.The effect is that the young Alexandrian knights these days seem to be overwhelmed by the attack. "

Ha, is that you, left side?

"And that man's forged body.Not too muscular, not too thin, specializing in endurance, but passing shock while using shields, plus endurance, technology, and coolness enough to withstand that blow.There won't be as many warriors as 300,000 in the total Romansland army.In fact, Louis lost a lot. "

That's it...

It was Annecrose's first time to hear Swender praise people for letting go.And then there's one thing that bothers me.

"So, you think it's the line that wins?"

"How about that? That beast is going to take a hit while showing off that many shots.Depending on how he counterattacks, it'll be over in an instant. "

Yeah?

"Well, if I were you..."

A similar conversation was held at the Enchantment Society when Sweddle overlaid himself to tell the battle trend.

Hmm, let's make it human and just a beast.

"Melee combat technology is probably better than yours, Brady Maria."

"If you are a concubine, you will burn it without getting too close.Why do we have to fight muddy battles? "

"But after all this fighting, isn't it bad enough to see?"

"... hmm."

Poetry made me wonder when I realized that Brady Maria wasn't interested either.This is true of Brady Maria's recent adulthood, but the atmosphere has clearly changed since the dawn of the day of the earthquake.

Are you saying the evil spirit has cleared up?It was like a blend of young brutality and aged glamour, but it felt like they were lurking, melting and blooming.

Of course, even if the flower is right, it is not beautiful.But Brady Maria wasn't dull enough to notice the strange gaze poetry was pointing at.

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