The Branded Female Fencer

"What is this place?

"It's called the middle level, the passage to the lower level, and the automatic lift. You wouldn't even know what it means without knowledge."

"Why do you have that knowledge?

"Because I'm familiar with the ruins. It's because I keep researching this."

Cheva roars when she sees the automatic lift that Tetrastine made her start up quickly.

"Tetrastine, I thought you were telling the truth."

"What are rumors?

"Rumor has it you've been alive for hundreds of years. There was also a department at the Sorcery Society to study the ruins, but research should not be advanced enough to move something like this impromptu. You knew this place existed from the beginning, didn't you?

"Half correct, half incorrect. I knew this place existed, and I've been in and out for a long time. Of course, don't tell Miriazal, and the reason I approached Miriazal in the first place was to get more information about this site. It's true I was attracted to her."

"What is incorrect?

At the same time as Sheva's question arrived the lifting ground, and Tetrastine began to manipulate something like a raised stone plate of light to activate it when prompted by everyone. As the ground begins to roar and sink low, Tetrastine answers.

"It's not hundreds of years I live, it's over a thousand years. And I've been caged in the ruins for hundreds of years."

"Thousand Years... Are You Immortal?"

"I didn't want it, but so did Lissy there. Trapped in ruins for hundreds of years from children's accidental play. We are the ones who are made immortal without knowing why and have been wandering the world forever.

Not the raw you wanted, but sometimes it's funny, and it's why you curse the world. I'm better yet, but don't ask Lissy the same question. You can't complain about being jumped in the neck, can you?

Even in that word of Tetrastine, Lissie silently refrains behind her back. Garchilde sipped and spit upon his abode, where the raptor was quietly nestled.

"There's very little sanity left for Lissy. Just get rid of those who automatically consider themselves enemies and follow me. It's a lot easier to follow orders than it used to be."

"Secretary. So you weren't?

"It's like a slave. Because you're making me obey with slave sorcery. Competent things are no different, but I almost no longer express my will outside of what has been decided"

"Oh, my God."

To Sheva's opinion, Tetrastine laughed all the time.

"Wow, you know. Without slave witchcraft, I would continue to be torn apart by Lissy. That's the kind of relationship I have. For fifty years, from when I had little knowledge of witchcraft to making slave witchcraft my own, I continued to be torn apart by Lissy. Slashed, decided, chewed off a thousand times. I learned magic while I was dying, but which is worse?

"... Mmm."

"Sheva, don't measure us with your own mess that you've gotten a little smarter. It's unpleasant."

Everyone was silent on Tetrastine's cold words and after a while the lift stopped. When the front door opens, the proof automatically lights up there. It was a small, metallic room that spread out in front of me. They had arrived in a room the size of a common house now.

"What is this place?

"It's supposed to be a middle-class receptionist - but now there's nobody there. This is where we can find out what's going on in the middle."

"How?

"It's a stone slab of light. If I didn't know how to handle it, I'd have to go inside. The middle layer is composed of five layers, and the greater size is for 10 Arnelia, the Holy City. The upper maze looks so cute. Exploring from end to end won't be enough for a year."

"How did you know?

"There were ruins themselves before Arnelia could do it. This is an inherent site of purification - Arnelia was made here only because of the abundance and normal water resources that utilized the residual functions of the site of purification.

I've been observing and studying the ruins since before Arnelia was able to do so, and I've been in and out of here. Lower level, too. "

"For that matter, the Sorcery Society doesn't apply ruin technology."

I vomited a word that Sheva seemed to dislike, but Tetrastine flatly argued.

"This ruin is dangerous. The ruins of purification are inherently the only ones in the upper layers, while the middle and lower layers have been brought to a completely different function. There are seven authentic ruins on the continent, but this may be called the eighth ruin. No, the truth is, maybe this is the only place you can call 'ruins'.

Anyway, I decided that everything sealed here was dangerous. That's why I haven't brought one up, and I haven't really studied it. I don't know if it's because I wasn't interested. "

Tetrastine was answering while manipulating the stone slab of light. On one tablet after another, the dots of light float one after the other. Tetrastine turned sinister looking at it.

Continued