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

-The Imperial Army Headquarters.

Sudden ambush from behind.

Osvanne is slightly upset by this completely unexpected development. However, on the surface, Paris is instructed to gather information without showing such vegetation.

What I found out was that... there was a girl called a monster. Altogether, a rear guard commander also came in to report that he had reached an unbroken end by the girl.

"My lord, no way..."

Paris with a distressed look on his face.

"As Paris thinks, he's probably the one who butchered Zamuel. That's a blue-skinned thunder."

"I'm sorry. If only I was trying to gather more information."

Osvanne waves gently to Paris trying to bow her head. In the end, I didn't thoroughly collect information. I also have a cause. Maybe I was thinking lightly somewhere in my mind about this bullshit story about a monster girl or something. Ignore the fact that Zamuel was slaughtered.

That's why Osvanne thought that one Paris would never feel responsible.

"Well, don't guide me that way. I don't care how they call it a monster."

There, another soldier jumped in again. When Paris jumps up his eyebrows, he turns his eyes to the soldier like he shot him.

"Now what!

"If the creature..."

More than that, no soldier would have continued to speak. That should be it, too. Because a pitch-black sword was sticking out of a soldier's chest. The sword slowly pulls out as he blows a bubble of blood with his white eyes peeled. Eventually, when the sword was completely pulled out, the soldier collapsed with a throbbing noise.

Standing behind me was a silver-haired girl dyed her whole body bright red.

"Who is it?!?

Paris raised his anger. I know a hundred of them are enemies. Still, I guess I couldn't help it.

"Huh? My name is Olivia. Who's Commander-in-Chief, by the way? Oh, you can't hide. Because I know I'm here."

Olivia looks around with her sword on her shoulder. As soon as the four SS surrounded Olivia, they shook up their swords simultaneously. Olivia flashed her sword as she rotated her body to dance. The SS sword hardens like a stone statue without swinging down.

But that was a flash, too.

I wondered if their upper body tilted to slip, leaving their lower body and rolling to the ground. Spilling guts, along with a blowing blood splash. The intense blood odor dyes this place all at once.

Osvanne just takes a breath in the sight as if she were even having a nightmare. Olivia tilted her neck at the end as she peered one after the other into the face of the torn SS.

"Hmm. Looks like these humans are different. You don't look so great. Grandpa like Lieutenant General Paul because he's commander-in-chief?

With that said, Olivia turned her attention to Osvanne with a grin.

"─ Sir, please pull here as soon as possible. Still unbelievable, but what's in front of you is certainly a monster. I don't even buy a lot of time."

Saying, Paris pulls out a dagger on both hips. Stuffed all at once by Olivia showing her white teeth, she crossed the daga toward her neck muscle.

"... Paris... I'm sorry. I can't possibly fulfill your wish."

As Osvanne crouches on the spot, he scratches Paris' head as it rolls over and closes his eyes. And when he stood up slowly, he pulled out his sword and declared grandiose to Olivia.

"I am the Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Army, Osvanne von Glalvain"

― ― Royal Army Headquarters

"My lord, apparently the First Army is hunting down the enemy with a fire gauge"

"I was surprised when I deployed the Tsuruo Wing Formation, but I didn't know they were using such a nasty (akuratsu) trick..."

The Iron and Steel Cavalry tries to escape the flames at all, but is prevented from escaping by the Long Spear Soldier. I am forced to choose between burning to death as it is or getting poked to death. The left and right wings are already closed and the siege net gradually narrows.

Paul and Otto watched over the binoculars.

"When it started raining, I was worried, but apparently I was worried."

"I told you Lamberto would do something about it, right? - But a pyrometer isn't much of a maneuver."

When the glasses are lowered, the paul slightly frowns at the root. Otto had noticed the fire meter setup, but he didn't put it in his mouth. Because I was more concerned about the trend of separate teams than that.

And Otto finds out that Paul was the same.

"But come on, it's too late for a separate team."

"... maybe something unexpected happened"

Already on the fourth day of the meeting.

Otto thinks it's not a good idea to take any more time. The Royal Army is taking advantage now, but if they call for reinforcements, it's over. After all, what is the dominance of the Royal Army to that extent. If a separate task force was useless, he said that now was a good time to launch an offensive at once.

Otto, who so decides, advances to Paul.

"Your Eminence-"

As soon as he opens his mouth, he shakes his neck to the side. They already know what this one tried to say.

"I haven't been with Dada in 20 years. I know what Otto's thinking right now."

"If that's the case, dude!

"I can certainly say now is a good time. But I'm not a fool with the enemy commander. If he finds himself unfavourable, he might start retreating to Fort Casper. Reinforcements will also be dispatched in the meantime. You don't have to tell me later."

With a sharp gaze, Otto closes his mouth with a frown root. To such otto. Paul leaks a slight grin, slapping his shoulder just saying not to worry.

"Tell me it's too late on its own. Oh, my God, there won't be a problem only with Ensign Olivia. Mostly the operation Otto set up, didn't he? Believing in your men is also your duty as superiors."

"... Yes, I did."

"Haa, haa, haa. Daughter, are you really human?

"Haha, that's funny. Of course he's human."

Osvanne has carried out many lethal slaughters, but is lightly bounced by a pitch-black sword. Each time, the paralysis of the hands also increases. Differences in technology are overwhelming at the earliest. I can't shake off the signs of death sneaking up on my back.

"Is it time?

"Haa, ha... if I said no, would you draw your sword?

Regardless, I seriously don't expect to draw a sword. It's just bullshit. But when Olivia lowered her sword, she took such a trick as to put her index finger on her cheek. Osvanne unwittingly laughs at that attitude, which is inadvertent despite the exchange of life.

"Ah, so is that. I wasn't thinking at all about when they said no. You're using the wrong words. I knew it was hard to say human words."

"Then again, it's time to kill you," Olivia said with a smile on her face, waving her sword. Osvanne set the sword up in the upper stages, feeling strange visibility in the strange sword wrapped around the black.

"Let's go!!

"Yeah. Anytime."

When Osvanne stopped breathing, he waved his sword down with the mood of tearing. A special blow with all your powers in your sword. The speed at which a normal person will never be able to see through,

"Mr. Osvanne, you had good muscles inside. It's a little too late, though."

The sword had slashed the sky without ever reaching Olivia. A voice sounds like a bell from across, while a pitch-black blade stretches out to the neck muscle while drawing a streamlined trajectory. Now that the body is fully flowing, it is impossible to avoid it at the earliest opportunity.

As Osvanne slightly raises the edge of her mouth, she quietly closes her eyes.

At the last moment, I accidentally blurred the back of my brain. It's not about my beloved family, it's not about my men. The shadows that were silly behind the black sword and Prime Minister Dalmes were very similar.

As Olivia was paying for blood and delivering her sword to her sheath, Claudia and several soldiers rushed in as she let her breath out.

"Ensign Olivia! Are you all right?

"Yeah. I'm perfectly fine. Is Claudia okay?

"Slightly wounded, but not particularly fine"

Observations indicate that some of the armor is dented or blood is flowing from the arms and feet, but apparently there is nothing else in life. Olivia takes a breath and gently slaps Claudia on the shoulder.

"There's only one life, so let's take care of it."

"Ha, thank you for your concern! By the way, did the enemy commander-in-chief take over?

"Hmm? The head rolling over there is the Commander-in-Chief. It was named Osvanne von Glalvain."

Olivia points to her gray-haired neck rolling on the ground. Claudia approaches her neck with a tense face and swallows gokuli and spit.

"You've really taken it away..."

"Huh? Because it's a mission. Wouldn't you rather raise wolf smoke than that?

"Oh, yeah!

Claudia rushes to the ground and begins to prepare the wolf smoke quickly. The red smoke stretched toward heaven.

"Now our army will be on offense at once. What will we do now?

"Right... shall we touch the death of the Commander-in-Chief to completely mow the Imperial Army's will for now? Put your neck on the tip of the spear."

"That's it!?

Olivia replies in a flat tone to Claudia with a surprising look on her face.

"It would be easier to see the real thing, wouldn't it? Not if you don't want to."

"Yes, no, we'll be ready in a minute!

Side by side Claudia giving instructions to the soldiers, Olivia makes a huge stretch. The battle is finally a turning point. We must also attack Fort Casper from now on. I mean, really...

"Oh, the military is really busy!

Claudia unwittingly blew out in an exaggerated tone like an actor.