Two as One Princesses

The noisy boy gathers his surrounding gaze, but he continues his claim unaware.

"What's my opinion? If you lose, you'll be demoted."

"If I lose, I'll be your woman. What if you lose?

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A boy shuts up to Ciel's words. He knows he can't say bad things, but it's a negative thing to be silent.

You won't gain any trust from the hunters in the future unless you at least show yourself the temper to become a slave.

Especially this time the boy has blown a duel on Ciel. That's also half the story, or just to satisfy your desires. At the moment it can be said that a great shade has been created in the hunter's life of the boy.

Ciel looked at the guild leader because he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

The guild chief, who was losing his word, makes his way to the boy in haste.

"Under the rules that I have just made with Miss Siermeer, we will have a duel.

Gancia, you're not allowed to talk. "

In order not to make me say anything worse, the guild leader uttered a compelling word.

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A duel with the boy that started. There is no gallery, only the guild chief is watching, except for me.

Sword strikes echo among the number of people not commensurate with the size of the training ground.

The boy calmly deflects the orbit with a small movement as Ciel calmly adjusts to Ciel's movements, while Ciel pulls in a cut in breath with a fine sword for sword dancing.

Syel's rhythm was broken when the sword and sword met each other, and he couldn't stop attacking as much as he thought.

What Ciel could do would be to make a fine scratch on the boy's body. The opponent's left cheek is covered in blood, but if he is a hunter, he is only injured to such an extent that he ignores it.

No deeper scratches can be applied in the current state, but rather it has become difficult to deal with them and create smaller scratches as well.

No matter how much physical enhancement you have, you can't beat a Class D hunter with just a sword if you're a dance princess without music?

From the point of just not losing easily, I guess Ciel's sword arm is roughly Class D.

If you think you just had a sword before this, it's too much achievement. When it comes to the first interpersonal match, there is also a huge difference in experience.

This duel, beside it, also looks like Ciel is unilaterally attacking, but the boy even has a spare look and more room to spare. It's slowly becoming more in tune with Ciel's movements, and he's not far from setting up a counter.

But Ciel can afford it as well, but the boy didn't seem to realize that.

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"Class C is such a thing. No, I'm talking about you lying about your C-status. This can't be the case with advanced hunters."

I also see the challenge, so Ciel finishes his sword practice (...) exercises (...), and when he takes the distance, the boy mocks Ciel in an unscrupulous manner.

Still, you know very well that advanced hunters (sierrs) are not like this.

Besides, as the boy analyzed this power, I also analyze the boy's power.

Though I may have a wife's hand, even if they used it, it is unlikely to cross my boundaries first. Therefore I propose to Ciel:

"Sounds like you want to fight early over there, and it's been a long time since I've had an endurance test. What if?"

"Hehe, Ain't people bad too"

'I'm still mad at you for this. Looks like Ciel's ready, and why don't you approach the boy irresistibly?

"I'm sure Ayn knows, but there's a lot of waste, and it's a distortion?

"If you're Ciel, you'll be fine."

If Ain't like that, don't worry.

The discussion has also been wrapped up, so let's say I show you something called advanced hunter prowess. Ciel did.

If you noticed, the boy would have swung up his sword in front of you, but if you exposed so many gaps, would you just attack me?

Ciel grabbed the sword that was waved down in the mood to say, "Ahhhhhh," and took it with one hand. I just took it in the junction, to be exact.

Was it a blow all over you or a blow to see how it went? The boy was stiffened with a frightened face, but left Ciel to escape if he felt anything.

"What the hell is that?"

"Oh, my God, it's a bond."

"Huh? What the hell, you cheat"

"Is it cheating for a mage to use magic? Well, okay."

Ciel, who broke off the conversation with the boy, walks closer to him.

At that time, because of this, I also decided to keep the orthodox spherical junction open.

This will give you proper recognition that this is the juncture.

The boy is malicious, and he's desperately checking to see if he's bound by that sword.

In a pouring sword strike, Ciel approaches the boy flat.

Every step, step, and approaching, the boy's face turns blue.

With about a step left between him and the boy, Ciel extended both hands to the boy's face.

"Gotcha."

"Well, that's what it is."

The boy, who couldn't move after being accompanied by both hands of the younger girl (Ciel) on his cheek, still speaks only in a prestigious voice. Is it because there is no harm in just being put on your hands?

If that hand was a knife, if it was the fine sword Ciel had just had, the boy must have reacted differently.

And you noticed something, and you put your strength into that body.

The distance Ciel's hand reaches his cheek, that is, inside the spherical junction.

The boy laughs because he feels he's won the chance.

"What are you sparing? Die."

Hit the sword with the right half of your body and capture Ciel with the tip of your sword as it flows. The hand that accompanied his right cheek then separated, but the hand on his left cheek remained intact.

The boy's sword looms with Ciel's heart over him.

Ciel received the sword without showing a shrug to avoid.

Well, an attack like that isn't enough to hurt Ciel at all.

"Ha ha, I can afford this..."

The boy who was proud to win also noticed the situation, his face began to faint in dismay.

Ciel laughed like a scumbag and let magic flow down the boy's cheek.

A distorted magic formation emerges on the cheeks that were red stained with blood, naively but with the magic shed.

Attributes are fire. What you are doing is not in itself the same as turning a glass of water into hot water.

It just gets hot. That's all.

Still, you'll get burns, and if degrees pass, there's a chance the fire will rise from there.

The magic formations, drawn up to scratch using swords, are as distorted as Ciel said, so they won't be able to produce enough heat to ignite. The good news is it's about hot water - although hot water is dangerous enough.

Besides, I don't immediately realize what they're doing because it would be pompous and warm at first. From there, the temperature rises little by little.

It turns hot because it's warm, and it turns to pain because it's hot.

Boys don't know how far the gradually rising fever will continue to rise, even if it is to an intolerable degree of pain at first.

Even as I fled, I surrounded myself with boundaries.

"Hot, hot, hot, don't, don't"

"Surrender?

I don't think it's been more than a minute in time, but the boy who raised the sound asks a faceless Ciel.

"My loss!" So when I broke the line, "he exclaimed," the boy ran out to run away as he was.

If you don't treat it properly, the distorted magic formations will remain on your cheeks as burn marks, but is it good? I don't think I can even activate it unless I'm pretty good at magic control, but at least I don't think it's a well-dressed one.

Did Ciel lose interest in the boy, or was he immediately pointing toward the guild leader?

"My win?

"Ah, oh. Right."

The guild leader is pulling because of this way of winning.

That said, all I had to do was sell a fight to a senior hunter and burn his cheek, so isn't that your word?

If you want to do it, you'll be able to resume hunter activities even tomorrow.

You may have suffered a traumatic heart attack, but you deserve it. If you can't keep huntering to that extent, just say you were someone to that extent.

That's why I don't have the muscle to turn the blame from the guild leader.

"If it's important, hold the reins properly."

"That's right, that's right... Miss Siermeer, I'm sorry"

"So, what's the reward?

"I'm going to look into it now. What about cards?"

"Acceptance"

"Okay. Wait for me in the reception room."

That said, the guild leader returns to the Hunter Union building one foot away.

Relaxed to follow him, Ciel caught the right staff and asked for the location of the reception room.

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While waiting in the reception room, Ciel casually touched her hair, reminding her that she had talked about hair decorations.

I'm not willing to steam it back because that itself is on hold now. But I'll say what bothered me that it would be boring.

"When you think about it, there are a lot of demonic props in the guild that are out of standard, aren't there?"

I wonder what that means.

"You know how long it takes to rank up just because I gave you a card, right?

The card itself only contains minimal information, so there should be a magic item that draws information from the card, or a magic item that allows you to talk to headquarters while in this guild '

Mr. Shass said something about our background in the Wang Capital Guild, like, "Contact HQ and you'll see," and he thinks the latter is for sure.

There is no such sorcery to my knowledge, and naturally there is no machine like a telephone.

"Sure, there's no such magic, but when you say it, it's not in magic bag-like magic."

'Right. I just thought it was strangely developed.'

"Really? You are. '

Such as Ciel is not sure, no, it was a reaction like why I wonder there, but I wonder because there is a previous life?

A world where technology developed instead of magic and magic. Even though there are things that used to be common in the world, from lights to telecommunications machines - and some things are more convenient than the world used to be if they were bad - people's lives are like things hundreds of years old.

It is very unnatural from my point of view, but when I try to make it into people who are born and live in this world, is this normal?

It is not generally inconvenient because there are also demonic items that are common. Although not cheap, demon stones for moving demon props can be easily purchased.

I see, on the contrary, can demon props only run for what demon stones are supplied?

Demonic props aren't going to be factory-built in the first place, or maybe they're not suitable for mass production.

Besides, it can also be assumed that the Alliance keeps buying away Demon Stone for the same price all the time because it hasn't kept up with demand.

Who would be the upper class with so many demonic stones? If the amount of demonic stones that turn to such people is also to be reduced when demonic props become popular, the aristocratic class may be imposing restrictions on the sale of demonic props, etc.

If you think about it this way, the world seems to be built so that the demon (...) stone (...) is (...) large (...) quantity (...) consumer (...) cost (...) ru (...).

While I was just wondering if my amateur delusions would pass, the guild leader came.