Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

─ ─ Gallia Fortress Interrogation Room

The Gallia fortress had become a fuss. Because Olivia was walking wide inside the fortress as she grabbed an unknown neck on her left hand and dragged a man with both legs amputated on her right hand. Soon Otto was informed through the guards and an investigation was to be conducted in the interrogation room abruptly.

Otto and Olivia sit in the interrogation room, pinching a simple desk. Behind Otto stood a paul in a gown with a grin.

"Uh, can't we just sit here yet?

"I'm in the middle of confirmation right now. Wait a little longer."

"How much longer?

Olivia asks back. Otto, by contrast, returns it silently. I was sick and tired of the same conversations I had over and over again.

Otto has a twenty-five year career in the military and has seen various soldiers. Among other things, it was the first soldier like Olivia. Less than a week after joining the army, the captivity and murder of a secret detective infiltrated the Gallia fortress. I don't oligarchy know soldiers who have achieved so much in a short period of time.

But I can't even be surprised. When Otto noticed the footsteps and looked at the door, the guard who rushed in offered him the documents in his hand. The paperwork is a report on the body that had been dumped in the Praetorian Square. As a result of the test, it was noted that it was established that he was an imperial spy.

Otto breathes howlingly that the back of his testimony has been taken. Just in case I thought about it and left a few hand-crafted soldiers lying low, because they wasted it in a good way. There was also a statement in the report that Maurice had taken his life. After his recovery, he will be awaiting torture in the name of interrogation.

"I could take the back of the testimony. As Brigadier Olivia put it, they handle it as secret detectives"

"It's finally over. That's why I told you so many times."

Otto frowns at Olivia, who taps lightly as she stretches wide.

"Word carefully. The situation is the situation. The army isn't sweet enough to pepper words easily."

"Ha, I get it!

For the sake of saying, Olivia is swelling her cheeks a lot. You have the strength. You look like a fifteen-year-old girl. While smiling bitterly at what it was like to be chapped, Otto asked what he doubted.

"How did the lieutenant uncover the identity of a secret detective in the first place?

"Ha, when I happened to be walking outside, I discovered a person who was moving like a dove rat. After that human being, I came into contact with another human being. I asked him about the conversation and decided he was a spy."

How's that? Amazing? Olivia defies her chest all the time. Otto opens his mouth as he watches his whole body get wet again.

"Take a walk in the rain."

"Ha, because I love rain!

"... should be forbidden to go out at night?

"Ha, I totally forgot!

To Olivia, who said grandiose, Otto held his head down. I can hear the laughter that pushed me over my back to kill him. One big cough to protest that laugh.

"Well fine. Let's close our eyes on the night out. But I will never allow you to violate orders again. Keep that in mind - and you did a great job on this one. Honestly, I was burning my hands about a secret detective."

"Ha, thanks for the compliment!

Otto also had some anticipation that a secret detective was entering the Gallia Fortress. But there are 40,000 soldiers in the fortress alone. In addition, there are more than a thousand non-combatants other than soldiers. It is not easy to find a secret detective from among them.

Insiders were on their way, but they didn't hook up to the net. Olivia accomplished so much credit for subtracting an order violation.

"Then Brigadier Olivia. Later, in recognition of this achievement, the bounty will be awarded again. Back off, please."

Otto urges him to get up from the chair and leave, but Olivia never tries to get up. On the contrary, "bounty...... bounty" and grumbling with disgruntled faces.

"What? Are you unhappy with the bounty?

"Yes, I'd love to get some delicious bread from the King's Capital if I could."

I think I asked Olivia wrong for a moment, but the words I returned are exactly the same as the other day. Apparently, it wasn't a mistake to ask. Otto wondered if this girl was dumb because she wanted more bread than gold, etc.

"... because you want the bread of the king's capital?

"Ashton told me that the bread in Wang Du was crispy outside and mochy inside, and I wanted to try it."

"... I see why. So, who's Ashton?

"Huh? Ashton is Ashton. It's human."

Olivia with a surprised look on her face. I told you I didn't even know that. Seeing that reaction, Otto stares at Olivia as she desperately holds down her trembling right fist with her left hand.

"They don't say that. But I know. I'm asking you who he is."

"So - you said you were human earlier. I don't know if my words make sense."

"You!? Turn to your superiors. That's a crime of insult!

Otto slammed his shaken fist against his thoughtful desk. But I immediately reflect on what I'm standing up to against the girl. I'm holding my temples to my own shortcomings and I'm like, "Are you okay?" Olivia brings her face closer as she says. That's hungry and hateful for Otto.

Whose fault is it that you're feeling this way, swallows the word gleefully.

"Well, well. Calm down a little. What happened to your usual calm? It doesn't look like it."

Paul joyfully taps Otto's shoulder gently and walks over in front of Olivia. Olivia looked strange and looked up at Paul.

It was only an informal place, so Paul had only told Olivia his name.

"Brigadier Olivia. Wang Du's bread is delicious, but the cake is even better. My granddaughter loves it too. Have you ever eaten?

Olivia's reaction was dramatic. His eyes shine like a gem, and he grins like a girly flower blooming. Otto also forgot that he was angry and smiled so much that he accidentally fell in love.

"Cake! Grandpa Paul, did you just say cake? Of course I've never eaten. But I've read it in a book. Sweet sweets are the one!

Olivia rocked Paul's shoulders violently as she rose out of the chair as if she were going to fall. Paul nods many times, yeah, with his face down.

"Ha, yes or no? Okay, let's put some cake on with the bounty."

"Really! Yay!

"You!! Be disrespectful towards Lieutenant General Paul!

"Good. I look like this now, too. I don't mind some disrespect. And Olivia told me I was your grandfather. There's nothing wrong with that."

"My lord! But then there is an indication..."

"Otto, this is an unofficial place... and, uh, Brigadier Olivia."

Slightly blocking Otto's words, Paul scratches his favorite face softly. That's the usual face of the Commander-in-Chief of the Seventh Army.

"What? What?

"I am. I'll take care of this, but I'll take care of this fortress for once. Everyone has their eyes. Be careful what you say in the official setting. Now back off and rest."

"?... Ha! Got it. Lieutenant Olivia, stand back and rest!

Olivia opens the door with a grunt of unintelligible words such as "After all, human words are complicated" when she salutes them with a difficult face.

As soon as I left the interrogation room further, I said, "Cake! Cake!" shook his voice, Otto holding his head unexpectedly.

"Hehe. The girl who slaughtered Zamuel and caught a snitch... wondering what kind of magnificence would show up and who might have the beauty to work as an actor. And she's such a delightful daughter."

"My lord, it's not a laugh. It was definitely proven that my arm stood in this case. But she looks like a country girl lacking something called courtesy or common sense. I want to educate you."

"Well, this is no place to teach manners and common sense. So much so."

Saying so, Paul left the interrogation room with his cheeks loose. Otto, left alone, breathes a loud sigh into the chair.

What floated in the back of his brain was the body of an intelligence agent who had been tickled to confirm it before the interrogation. Otto had never seen it before, such as a corpse with a torso in two. That alone shows that he has considerable skill.

(Apparently one hand in letting Olivia handle the operation you were giving up...)

With that in mind, Otto stared jiggly at the swinging candle fire.