The Branded Female Fencer

"Sister!

Dortmund's full blow. Shelley takes a full blow from a General who once bombed the continent as a General of the Lifeless, easily tilting his head.

But Dortmund was pushing in with his body and enduring a fierce confrontation to avoid being played. The armored Dortmund screams at close range.

"Forget me, sister! There are only two of us left on the continent, the last of the dark! You didn't have as much talent as your sister, but forget the days you spent studying together and traveling with Graham!

"Sister! Serve Graham and forget he even met you!

Shelly, don't kill him.

Following Oranzebul's orders, Shelley disappeared when she was confronted by Dortmund.

And I thought it appeared behind me, and I cut off the limbs of the armor in an instant, and I cut off the armor without a scratch on the body inside. The armor collapsed with a flashy sound, and Dortmund, the boy inside, fell. Shelley pokes her sword in front of her without mercy.

"Sister..."

Oranzebul succeeded in his sad words to Dortmund, who looked up dazed.

"I'm glad I only ordered self-defense. If you had blood on your head, you wouldn't even be able to meet Shelly for 10 rounds. Shelly, retreat."

"Wait, Shelly. Is that you? Show me your face."

Shelley reacted to the words. The Lord of Voices is lifeless. The face looked a little dazed. But he was reaching out as if he had found something important that he had forgotten.

Ellich, who was next door, began to make such a lifeless look. Because I thought it was the most human expression I've ever seen.

The lifeless words didn't change Shelley's expression, and she just looked at the lifeless and didn't react any further. But Dortmund and Doom saw it. The sword pointing at Dortmund was definitely shaking.

Only Oranzebul and the three bodies that moved by autopsy disappeared from the scene. All that remained was to gaze at the trail of the metastasis.

"Shelly... stupid, how could I forget..."

Doom scratched his head as he stared at his gap-filled lifeless.

"Isn't that the effect of Orangebull's mental bondage? In the first place, when I dumped my body and switched to a body made up of magic, some of my memories would have been blurred, but that's not all, is it? Brady, Maria and Titania, right?

"Hmm, some of my concubines had vague memories. I used to interact with magicians. Some of my childhood memories are back."

"... there are many memories that I don't want you to come back. Still, it might be better than forgetting. Thanks to you, I think I'll never forget my hatred."

Brady Maria's expression was refreshing and somehow caring. On the other hand, Titania had a sharp expression like a sharpened blade. And when he saw them, Doom smiled with satisfaction.

"Well, now I've fulfilled one purpose. I'd like to check one thing, but you're not going to help Orangeable with this, are you?

"Of course not. I rather want to kill you. It's a shame to be bound by his spirit. If you can, you want to kill him right now?

"I agree with the Magus, but so am I. Now we have an even more pressing problem."

Doom nodded when he heard from Brady Maria and Titania.

"Yeah, that's right. I feel the same way. But each of them has something else to do now. Isn't it?"

"Mmm... well, I guess not."

"Yeah, sure."

"I'll do Orangebull. I owe you one this time. I need your help when I need it. What do you think?

They honestly don't nod to Doom's suggestion. But they nodded looking at each other.

Very well. I don't want to ride your plan, but I don't want to cooperate. "

"I don't mind either. Once the problem is solved."

Then I'll contact you when I get there. And there's one solution to Titania's problem. "

Yes, yes, that's where I come in.

The sudden appearance of a bright voice was that of a man named Middle-level Administrator. At the time of his appearance, those who did not know his presence suddenly felt more nervous as if cold water had been poured on their backs.

Brady Maria and Purity White Raku were pale at his appearance.

"Come on... what's with the magic?

"... monster."

"You know how to hide it from the people here? You helped me kill Oranzebul, so I got on with the idea, but did you get away?"

Alphilis looked at him and felt that the funny trick of pulling him down was strangely obstructing his eclampsia. Even though he was a very beautiful young man in appearance, he had a hunch that there was no truth in his attitude.

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