"... you've come to train again"

To Non's words, Merlis turned this way.

"Yeah, well... Thanks to all of you, we're getting a lot of money back."

Behind my daughter are dead bodies... several men are down.

Instead of one scratch, my daughter doesn't even see dirt on her clothes.

It told the story that only the sweat floating on his forehead was fighting the men who were falling earlier.

"Lord Mel, with me next... Ah, General. Excuse me."

Let the war roll. We're getting closer, men.

At first I was afraid of overwhelming power, them.

However, it was not those negative feelings that were already in its eyes.

I admire, respect...... I can feel that emotion.

She was a testament to the fact that she was winning the trust of every face on this occasion without relying on her name.

These days I've heard her giving advice to her mock opponent to do an archery.

I would like that advice to be accurate, and as a result there has been an explosive increase in the number of people seeking mock warfare with her.

While my daughter......, inner Xinnon smiled bitterly.

"Well, good. Keep it that way."

At that time, an old man came closer to General Gazelle with a small run than the mansion.

"... Lord. Now more than Baron Messy..."

"What? Right away, go"

Merlis had a sharp gaze at how they were doing speaking a little farther away.

Notice that, Non turns his attention to her.

"You too, come"

"... is it good?

"Oh."

That's how the three of them headed, in the reception room.

There sits a user of Baron Messy, who had already arrived, on the couch.

He rose up with Nong et al.

"It's good to be easy. It's been a long way."

"Ha!"

Non sits in the seat across from him.

And Merlis stood to refrain behind Non.

"... With all due respect, your woman..."

The user asks Chirali as he turns his eyes to her.

Those eyes showed a common and bewildering color.

"Never mind. So, quick, but what did Baron Messy say?

But when I say bassari to cut it off, I urge it to continue.

"... that there is movement in the Twile Country"

"That doesn't make any difference in a military sense, does it?

"... Yes"

Baron Messy's report did not upset Merlis, who, of course, would refrain behind him.

Instead, I was strangely calm as to whether something was coming.

Apparently, the user was surprised by that.

Anyway, Merlis looks like a weak woman.

Wouldn't it fall out of shock if you knew the facts......

Because of that thought, he must have been bewildered by her presence when communicating the message from Baron Messy.

But the truth is that it didn't happen at all, but it was rather pale.

"His Royal Highness, do you know that fact?

"... I thought you were probably grabbing information on a different route. My husband used me at the same time."

"Right...... What size are we grabbing at the moment and how fast are we marching?

"It's on the same scale as the previous Twill battles. The march appears to be faster than expected. … I thought we'd be near the border within ten days."

"... well. Go to the royal palace immediately and get ready for immediate deployment. Yes, tell Baron Messy." Hold on till Non gets there. "

"... it's a comforting word. Thank you."

And the man of use distorted his face, and bowed his head, as the heart that was stuck was broken.

"Mel."

"Ha!"

"As you can see, Noon is headed to the Royal Palace as soon as possible. Perhaps you will leave the line."

To Non's words, Merlis nods silently.

"You will not be in the line. But I don't know what's going to happen next. That's what war is about."

I looked at her like I was intimidating her.

But she never mourns.

Instead, he took it head-on and turned to the same gaze.

"Do you remember your vows?

She turned her eyes to her surprise at the inquiry... and smiled.

Her, vows.

That's what I swore when I was given a sword over Non.

'I swear, by my name. I am proud of what you have taught your father so far, my seniors, and my swordsmanship that I have built. I take responsibility for not tarnishing my pride myself, and I swear I will wave my sword'

Yes, my daughter told Non a long time ago.

But I guess I've never forgotten to see this.

"Of course. But right now, the reason I have a sword is different than it was back then."

"... what do you mean?

"Before pride, the things I value most are those around me. If you want to protect them, be proud of me and become a ghost or a Shura."

"Right..."

Noon laughed at Merlis' answer.

But I can pull in a laugh right away.

"I'm coming."

"... your martial arts."