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

Four years after the Declaration of Continental Unity issued by the Earth Belt Empire and Emperor Ramza.

The war had intensified even further, and the Dubedilica continent was beginning to show the face of chaos. Among other things, the western part of the continent is a region where small nations are fighting for blood with each other.

However, some countries have kept silence from the outset, without waging war.

─ ─ Mekia the Divine Kingdom.

Since the first Holy Angel, it has been a small country ruled by generations of women and is also known as a rich country that produces many precious mineral resources. On the other hand, for the faithful worshipping the goddess Citrescia, it is also famous as a sanctuary where the main mountain of St. Illuminus Church sits.

The population is approximately 800,000.

It has an army of 50,000 sizes called the Holy Shore Army.

"Something tells me the Red Knights have been defeated, is it true?

When Sofitea Hell Mechia sat on the brightly colored throne, she spoke to her kneeling subordinate, Amelia Thousand Sho.

"The Holy Angel is right."

"It's still true...... is the opponent the First Army?

Sofitea also knows the name of General Cornelius, the ever-winning general who sums up the First Army. If you open a history textbook, it's nothing more than because its name comes up from time to time in conjunction with past battles. The Farnest kingdom, a corpse, has managed to survive, for one thing, because the First Army is alive and well.

"No, you don't"

"Oh? Is it not?

"Yes, reports of defeat by the Seventh Army, led by General Paul von Barza, have been brought to you by Furoku."

A covert unit whose main task is to gather information. It has a thick connection with the clerics of the Church of St. Illuminus scattered throughout the continent and with the powerful faithful. Compared to pure intelligence gathering power alone, it gently outweighed Yangtze, an imperial intelligence unit.

Paul von Barza?

Remembering what he had previously seen in the dossier, Sofitea concurs.

"Yes."

Amelia, meanwhile, nodded with a faceless face as well.

"But that's crazy. If you were strong enough to defeat the Red Knights, I don't think the kingdom of Farnest would have been cornered that far either?

Sofitea questioned. Fortress Keel, which was the kingdom's greatest monument, fell into the hands of the Empire, and the third, fourth and fifth armies were devastated. I hear that riots are also rife as a result of the economic blockade imposed by the Union of Sutherland Urban States, a male from the south of the continent.

It had now received reports that the kingdom's power was less than half depressed than it had been before the war. Had the Seventh Army been in active motion since the beginning, it would not have been in a situation at least as it is today.

"After scrutinizing the information we gathered, we have found that the girl known as Reaper has great merit. This man entered the Seventh Army about a year ago as a volunteer."

Amelia answered immediately.

"Is Reaper next to God? Heh. Thank you. The Seventh Army seems to gather a lot of gods. What a busy thing."

Unexpectedly Sofitea leaks a grin. The kingdom of Mekia, the god of creation, the kingdom that refers to Citresia as the Lord God. Though it's just an alias, I don't feel very happy with Reaper, the god of God.

"Sir Berlietta, the commander-in-chief, is also seriously wounded. It turns out this is also at the hands of Reaper."

"Well! Really? You're strong enough with that reaper, aren't you? That Sir Berlietta... but I would have appreciated it if you would have died anyway. Don't you agree with Amelia?

When Sofitea inquired, Amelia just shook her head vertically in silence.

"I knew Amelia would agree with you, right? I'm sorry I didn't die, but I can tell you this is a good enough opportunity. It's a corner, so let's make the most of it."

Reapers must be troublesome for the Empire. By analogy, it's like a nest that has suddenly broken out on a giant body called Empire. Even if it is small at first, it eventually ripples across the body. Sofitea decided it was best for Mekia not to interfere poorly with Reaper now and to remain still.

He breathed back one step before he died in the corner. I must ask the kingdom to crawl around. But fight the empire.

─ ─ Not yet.

Sofitea chuckles inside.

"Mr. Amelia. What is the trend of the Red Knights?"

"The Red Knights now retreat significantly to the border. I hear you moved your base to Fort Astra. Sir Berlietta has been repatriated to his home country for treatment."

"How many soldiers at Fort Astra?

"It's roughly 10,000."

"Really... the first defeat for the Red Knights. And the absence of Sir Berlietta. The people of Fort Astra will be careful."

Say it. When Sofitea rose from the throne, she slammed the silver cane in her hand against the floor. The sound of a shan and a clear bell echoes in the chamber of sight.

"Amelia Strast Thousand Shots. I command you, in the name of the Holy Angel, Sofitea Hell Mecchia, to take 3,000 guards to visit you in all your ranks.

"As the Holy Angel wills"

Sofitea walks over quietly against Amelia, who bows her head respectfully. Facing Amelia as she stared at her long, thin blue hair, she gently wrapped her hands around each of the magic formations engraved on the back of her left hand.

"We look forward to your work, Amelia. May the goddess Citrescia bless you."

Sofitea turned to Amelia with a soft smile praised by the people as "the smile of the goddess".

Amelia slowly raised her face - with a grossly distorted grin.

─ ─ A really nice kid.

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Having finished sweeping the remaining enemies, the Independent Cavalry Regiment was walking toward Windsham Castle. Sometimes they beat the Red Knights, and all the soldiers' faces are bright. He talks pleasantly about sending them over, drinking sobriety, etc. Only one of them had a dark look on his face.

"Ha."

(How many sighs on earth would this be)

Next to Claudia's right, Olivia strokes the back of a black horse without force. The black horse was hissing as if he was worried about his husband or encouraged him from time to time.

"You don't have to worry about it. Comet is really sweet. I'll give you something good to reward."

When Olivia said so, she took the cookies out of her bag with a mossy hand.

(I'm giving it a name sometime! Plus, why cookies there!

I often look at Olivia's face smelling cum and cookies. You should speak clearly here for the future.

"Major, I don't know what to say, but I don't think the horse -- again, Comet -- eats cookies."

"That's not true."

Lightly Olivia denies it.

"... if I at least give it to you, why don't you turn it into dried potatoes?

"Cookies taste better than dried potatoes"

Olivia offers cookies to Comette's mouth, saying she won't even fall off her cheeks. Ashton, who lined up his horse as well as the way it looked, had a frightened look at Olivia. The feelings are with me.

─ ─ But I ate.

Plus, no hesitation whatsoever.

(What is it? What about this black horse?

Claudia is not so familiar with horse ecology. But a normal horse should smell it and decide if he can eat it or not. Watching Olivia and the black horse stare at each other with the same pitch-black eyes was a slightly creepy sight, passing a smile.

(Oops... you're way off the sidewalk)

I can't help but care about horse ecology forever. Claudia cut to the point to Olivia, who was bluffing the reins.

"Major, may I ask why you're depressed? Or is it hard for me to talk about?"

"That's not true."

Olivia shook her head wide aside.

"Now let me tell you something. Because it is my duty as a deputy to support the Major."

"Yeah...... uh. Mr. Rosenmarie ran away after all, didn't he? I even made a declaration to kill him."

After a short time, Olivia talks to Potspot.

"Well, yeah"

Claudia remembers the sight of that day.

When I rushed to Olivia's. About Olivia, who stared blankly into the sky with her bloody wet, pitch-black sword in one hand as countless bodies scattered.

Then until today we have swept away the remaining enemies to lose, but we could not reach the Rosenmarie in the end.

"That's why I can't do it anymore."

Olivia shook her neck to the side so hard that she held her head. I don't have a body or lid like this, but I really don't know what that means enough to say at all

"What can't be done? Rosenmarie got away. But the Major also said you let the deep end take its toll, didn't he?

"But I couldn't kill him"

Olivia bites her teeth. I've never seen such a look of regret. I'm too mysterious as to why I'm obsessed with not being able to kill that far. Ashton has also turned his gaze to this one with a flicker as to whether he is concerned about the story.

"Still, it's no different to our army's victory. The remaining enemies were also swept away and the territory was successfully reclaimed. I don't think you need to be depressed at all?

"... but what if the fish guy said he shouldn't go to the library because he couldn't kill Mr. Rosenmarie?

Claudia lost her word for a moment.

At the same time, it falls to my heart.

Apparently Olivia has taken it upon herself not to grant permission to enter the library because she could not kill Rosenmarie. It finally turns out the cause, and desperately suppresses the mouth that's about to loosen, wondering if he was depressed by that again.

"Don't worry, Major. The Major's effects are already immeasurable. Exactly what the story tells you."

"Yes?"

"Mm-hmm. Anyway, if the fish people listen to the Major's results, I think they'll be happy to give you a mouthfeel."

"... really?

Olivia's rugged, pitch-black eyes shoot Claudia through the front. That's the first weak, everywhere girl I've ever seen.

"It's true. If you go down to the side..."

Ninehardt's scurvy grin floated all over Claudia's brain.

"Why don't you go down to the side of your neck?

Olivia swallows gokuri and spit.

"Then I'll stick the blade, but I'll let you shake your neck vertically."

Claudia slapped her chest wide just asking me to leave it to her. If I really say I won't allow it, etc., I'll cement my resolve to strangle him, even if I don't stick the blade in him.

"Really!? Really, really!?

Olivia rides herself out of Comet, her forehead just bumps closer to her face. It feels like happiness is overflowing from all over my body and I can't contain it.

"Or my face is close! There are no two words for knights. Depending on the situation in the future, you should be able to take some time off. Let's go to the king's capital together."

"Yeah, okay! I believe in Claudia!

We did it, Comet! and Olivia holding onto her neck muscle, cheeks happily. Comet was hissing and shaking his tail high. Claudia, smiling at him like that, said something. I noticed Ashton doing so.

"Is there something you want to say too?

"Uh. Can I come with you? Of course they're civilians, so we know they can't go into the Royal Library."

"I don't mind..."

With that said, Claudia sends her gaze to Olivia.

"─ Hmm? Of course it's a good decision. You're gonna treat me to a delicious cake from King's Landing, aren't you? Ashton promised me in the Canary City."

Olivia had an unyielding grin toward Ashton, just because she remembered it properly.

"─ Yes, you did. We need to treat Olivia to a delicious cake from the King's Capital."

Claudia also remembers the story. Cakes are pretty expensive for civilians, but Ashton, the lieutenant, shouldn't hurt his nostalgia that much either. That's why I don't know why you're making me pull my face. He was swimming his eyes flashly, as if it were something nasty.

(That's odd... is there something to hide too?

As I was surprised by Ashton's attitude, a cold breeze suddenly broke out as he soared up fine sand. Claudia shifts her gaze to the thin, white-dyed mountains, holding her hair back as she puts the noisy soldiers on her ass for nothing.

"It's already that season..."

"You're going to get cold."

There's something wrong with Ashton getting his hands on it as if it's out of the way, and Claudia stumbles into a grin.

I want to go to the library before it gets cold.

Olivia's eyes don't say that here. It was as if I was looking away somewhere.

Chapter D: Girl Running the Battlefield Finished