Two as One Princesses

All of a sudden I came into the conversation with an elderly woman who just said she was a magician, with a wand and a pair of glasses, and a robe feathered on loose clothes.

Skinhead tongued badly as he confirmed her appearance.

"The eagle will be the examiner, so will Celia, okay?

"Carol, can I ask you a favor?

"Lend me one. I just wanted to say, this time it means a little selfish and no borrowing, okay?

"Hunter, if you'll get your first day home safely."

"What worries me there is that she... uh, manages to suspect you, right?

"I don't know, we're out of mosquito nets."

'It's supposed to be a party, but you don't have a glance. As far as skinheads are concerned, the woman who came later - Mr. Carroll must have a high rank.

It may be better if we don't speak poorly either. Probably not going to be bad. '

'You don't seem to need to talk.

Speaking of which, the promise that Ain was saying was this way. I wonder why I was involved.

'In short, it must be because it seems weak. It's just a child, it looks weak from an adult's point of view.'

There's nothing you can do about the size of your body.

I had some unintentional time to shut up, so I was talking to Ciel a little bit, but not surprisingly, Ciel is angry. I can tell you that, because of the emotion of bowling in the temple in my case, and the fright of whether there really is such a thing, I don't feel angry.

Ciel may be something similar, but he may not be touched, he may just be observing humans.

Just because I'm not angry doesn't mean I won't retaliate, so if I can, I'd like to prevail and make it a little less likely to get tangled up in the future.

And then it's also a good opportunity to know how strong the hunter is.

One paragraph of the story came closer to us, Mr. Carroll.

"So the eagle will divide up.

The rules of the exam are simple. Alejo manages to fight properly and, depending on the content of the battle, determines the holder of that demonic stone she brings and her hunter rank.

Alejo is a class D hunter. The Demon Stone she put out is also D-rank equivalent. Quick story, you just have to win.

That's good for both of us, right?

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't make sense. So, if I wore you out, you'd admit that the demon stone was mine, right?

Skinhead - Alejo squirts his mouth with nigga, his eyes gleaming. Look at this one.

The receptionist, Celia, looked kind of bitter, but as far as I'm concerned, no. Mr. Carroll laughs deeply at me for nodding, "But I will not kill you".

"If ever, the eagle stops. If it doesn't stop, I don't know what's gonna happen."

"Take a good look, Mr. B Hunter, at best. Maybe I'll just stick around."

"Yeah, sure. If there's a dead man in the eagle's jurisdiction, I don't care.

That's why you keep saying that somehow... Can you give me your name?

"It's Cielmail."

Mr. Carroll, I thought you were in B grade, and now he asked me for his name.

What a glaring way to go about the story. And from now on, Karol doesn't feel like he's saying (...) vs. (...) and (...) and (...) don't kill him.

The fact that Alejo is D-ranked and that spider is D-ranked means he won't lose first. Additionally, the first giant who was building an even bigger demon stone would mean at least a C-rank demon.

"Siermeyer, this is good, right?

"Yes, I'll do my best"

Okay, Celia, I'll borrow the back.

"Yes, sir. But make sure nothing happens."

"Understood, understood. Well, come on in."

Mr. Carroll began to lead us, waving flirtatiously.

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While enduring the eyes as if to see Alejo's prey, what we arrived at was a place like the arena.

It's not like there's an audience seat, but there, covered in dome, it's going to be about the size of an athletic field. Apart from having windows for taking light, nothing has changed in particular.

Hasn't the ground done anything special, it's as convex as the wilderness. We had been brought to its centre.

"Alejo's weapon was an axe of war."

That being said, Mr. Carroll threw a wave of battle axes as to where he had taken it out, wondering if he had been exploring the mess and something.

Sounds pretty heavy. That makes a sound that could even be described as a dogon and falls to the ground.

"The blade is crushed, so I intend to"

"No problem."

"Cielmail, what do you use?

"Knife...... is it"

"Then this is it. There's nothing weird about this one, it's a knife I sell around there, so be careful where you guess."

"Yes."

They throw me a knife I took out of somewhere, just like they did in Alejo.

I picked up a knife that fell to the ground once because I just don't want to take it directly.

I do feel like I'm going to cut it. Well, I think it's more dangerous to say that a battle axe that looks heavier than me doesn't have a blade.

"Well, let's get started properly."

Where weapons crossed to both sides, Mr. Carroll said so lightly, walking away from the spot.

Neither does Alejo seem to make any immediate moves, so I decided to briefly meet with Ciel. I wish I had made it in advance, but I forgot because my vision of losing didn't float when I fought.

Perhaps if I didn't even choose how to fight, I could win. I don't care what you say, because they're people. But the battle is Ciel's role, so I won't take it away.

"I'll make the line clear, can I leave the rest to you?"

"Yeah. But it's hard not to kill. I was just wondering what to do. '

'In the meantime, how far can you go without relying on the juncture and the vocation?

"Okay."

'And then, unless you're about to lose, don't give it all away.' Cause that's a hassle when a profession breaks down. '

"Hey, lady. If you're gonna apologize, it's time, right?

Otherwise, a blow could kill you. "

"If you have time to say that, why don't you call me? You're gonna get stuck, aren't you?

It's time to stir it up appropriately because I've been frustrated with Alejo's attitude.

This one's worried about what to do to keep her from passing away, but it's easy.

Though it's not me that's bothering you, it's Ciel.

"Ahhh? Miss, you don't look like you're sparing your life.

Even if you regret it now, don't you resent it?

Magic. Fiskross. Protect me.

"Eh, a magician? Don't bother me."

A proper spell was cast, and where the line was properly tied, Alejo struck his tongue and wrinkled between his brows.

What, this time, makes the surface of the junction like water so that Alejo can understand it.

Transparent, but reflective of light, makes it easy to see where the boundaries lie. The tension range is about as much as the whole body of Ciel goes in, and the shape is spherical. Imagine a common barrier or something.

Where I have created the kingdom, my role is over. Switch to Ciel.

Even though it hasn't taken that long since I cast the spell to replace it, Alejo isn't trying to shut up either, he's swinging the war axe down a lot.

The battle axe with the beautiful arc passed in front of him and circled the ground that hit him.

If Ciel hadn't jumped back, he would have hit it straight. Plus there's power there.

Unwavering, I wondered if I could make a gap, but unexpectedly, Alejo jumped up with the battle axe on the axis and moved on to the second blow as it was.

The second shot taken under the mood of "Ra" is gaining in power, whether it uses the momentum of the first shot well.

Furthermore, while in a slightly impossible position, he flaunts the battle axe on the side on the third shot.

To be honest, I was moved by my inner "ho" with more sophistication than I imagined.

I guess that means the D-level hunter is not Dada. I think the spider can be defeated if it moves this much too.

It also moves a lot faster than the normal ciel, avoiding it, so I can see it's the best I can do.

"Whoa. Not as much as your mouth. I guess I really didn't steal the demon stone.

Well, that might be more convenient. What about the tiny ones that just look like that, too? That's why I keep running away.

Hey, what's up? What's so bad is, you freaked out? Such a poor juncture. Then I guess I'll just have to run around scared.

And how many more seconds do we have? I don't know how many seconds, but if I crack it, it doesn't matter. "

You've decided to make Ciel weak, and Alejo, who has more room, raps.

How long will this kingdom hold, though not the word of Alejo? I've been thinking about it, but Ciel's eyes on Alejo have changed, so I stop thinking about things that don't benefit me.

In a nutshell, the current state of Ciel is beautiful. So much so that people seem to be able to kill with their gaze.

Just try from Alejo, I guess the only thing scared of is the degree to which the puppy got angry.

When Alejo said, "What? Are you mad at me?" I thought I laughed, "I lost my emotions, as if something had been switched off in Ciel. A puppet-like look, like when you're dealing with the Duke of Rispergia.

"If you want to say so much, go ahead. Attack as you wish. In the meantime, I'll take the time to get ready for magic."

It's been a long time since Ciel has spoken respectfully, but not respectfully. When you are killing emotions, it feels like what happened at the Duke of Lisperghia's mansion is manifesting itself as a habit.

Apparently, Alejo finally felt uncomfortable with Siel, who said it without emotion. Without wanting to speak lightly, he came poking Ciel with a battle axe. They can also use this for long patterned battle axes.

I wouldn't exactly use an axe, but if I didn't know, I could be stuck by surprise.

Though inhibited by spherical junctions, it doesn't even reach Syel's shards.

It's a sucky junction if you try it on me, but I can't even seem to pull this off, so I can't scratch Syel first.

Something like that only has the same power as that spider?

Meanwhile, Ciel uses magic to draw a magic formation on the ground. If I wanted to, they would be able to do it in a dozen seconds, but while I'm taking my time, they're writing something pretty complicated.

Outside the junction, Alejo has swung up and down the battle axe many times.

But is the battle axe at Ciel's place? It never reaches the ground.

"Such a bond, once it's broken, it's over."

and Alejo, who at first had shown room, also began to see the rushing color "why can't it break" when he swung it more often than 10 or 20 times.

Besides, because Ciel didn't mean to do it at all, or because "cowards, if you want to do it, do it squarely," the beginning and end of stirring up his face bright red.

When it was getting troublesome to count, Alejo whispered a weak voice, "Why, why not frighten me?" His breath is rising, and his hand, which was holding the battle axe, is stained with blood. My whole body is sweaty, muddy. The first momentum has disappeared somewhere else.

I wasn't supposed to rely on the juncture initially, but I want you to give up because of what pissed Ciel off.

Then, I hope you don't make a weak noise now. Either way, the magic team Ciel wrote will be finished.

With his face up, Ciel confirmed that he had captured Alejo in his sight.

"Bye."

With Ciel saying that briefly, Alejo apparently remembered what she had been up to. I'm losing my blood from my face.

Two strands of blood flowed from Alejo's cheek, wondering if Ciel's magic, which was circulating in his body, had been swallowed up by the magic formation.

A threat appears on Alejo's face confirming what happened and the wound with his hands.

The sorcery used by Ciel is without any change of philosophy, blade of the wind. It is often helpful, such as cutting the robe Ciel is wearing, and boasts considerable cleavage when used by Ciel. When I use it, I fall back on the fan.

A blade like that struck Alejo with two or three shots...... without rest.

"It's light, it's light. I can't take down a wound like this."

Alejo, realizing that Ciel's attack was not so strong, recovered from the threat and shouted to hide the fact that he was threatening. But soon it vanishes with vanity.

The blade of wind that pours down without rest creates countless wounds that are not deep.

Even if the pain is intolerable, the blood that flows cannot be stopped, and you can't break through the line just like you would attack this one or encourage it to bleed.

Even while I do that, I get more small scratches.

"Stop it! Stop it, stop it!

Did you end up breaking your heart or bleeding too much? Alejo dropped his battle axe, and when he nodded to protect his head, he shouted so and lost consciousness.