The Branded Female Fencer

This is a short distance from the Deep Green Palace and is the corner of an institution in the church. The Deep Green Palace is predominantly the residence of Miriazal, and below the Archbishop, the relatively stately priest has his own place of work following the Knights' establishment. The Temple Knights are very common among those from orphans and Arnelia, and it is not uncommon for those who keep their quarters intact within the Knights to be their dwellings. Nevertheless, many people set up their residence in the city if they were to be somewhat more stately, but Minar, the archbishop, strangely lived in the quarters forever.

It's just that he often stayed at his workplace most of his life and rarely went back to his quarters. Many people took him for innate poverty, but few supported him as not great at all and sharing their struggles with us. But he wasn't in the dormitory for that reason, just because the job was easy to do.

When such a minar returns to his workplace, his accompanying archbishop assistants, Espis and Linella, reveal themselves. Both wear hoods deep, but apparently I can tell by the difference between monk and Sister clothes that Espis is a man and Linella is a woman. Minar gives instructions to those two.

"Espis, Linella. I need you to do something for me. Espis has two hands on gestures, to the Union of Western Nations and Romansland. Linella familiarly divides her gestures into two hands and asks her to explore the Duchy of Krums and the countries of the East. I don't mind using all the gestures I can mobilize. I want you to explore in particular how strange things are in the main heavy towns such as kings, queens, ambassadors, princesses, prime ministers and dukes."

"Heavy town, are you?

"Yes."

"If you don't mind telling me why"

"Can't you work without a reason?

"No, that's not what I mean, but protection is also tight when it comes to heavy towns. I was wondering if it would be easier to find out if I knew what the purpose was."

"... fine. In this raid, I am stepping on the idea that there may be some disturbing movement on the part of the heads of State. The fastest way to brainwash a heavy town is if I'm going to do a national collapse. We'll wage war on other countries, we'll waste our treasury, we won't do our internal affairs properly... assassinations are fine, but soon things will be brighter. If you're going to aim, you have to be the kind of person the country is going to hit hard with a blow, but no one is that efficient inside. Not to mention the fact that the country is leaning on one person. Then it's a horrible story... but it could be brainwashed in a group."

"It's also... So what should I focus on?

"What I want you to explore is people who have something behind them. Especially wasters, lovers of every bet, couples chilling, abnormal sexuals, etc. Such a person is vulnerable anyway. I guess those are the ones if they want to be targeted. And keep all that weakness... and sooner or later work in our favor."

"Okay. Do you have priority?

"Prioritize intelligence on Romansland and Krums, respectively. If you don't have any other questions, go. Keep 'the dog' here instead."

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And Espis and Linella leave the room without a sound. I am well aware that they do not want him to do anything in vain because they have been working with Minar for a long time. For that reason, he left promptly without slapping him in the mouth. And after a while, I can hear the windows tapping into the cone. Minar starts talking without even looking at him.

"'Dog,' get the job done. Follow those who react the same magic as this. If you find it, do nothing extra, and fly the transmission each time. And wait on the spot until you hear from me. Nice."

Then the window opens with no reply... and only the hands come out softly. When Minar let him grip his hand somehow, his hand pulled in, and the signs of the man called the dog disappeared. And Minar disappears again. It hadn't been 10 minutes since Minar returned to his room until he had all the steps in place.

Miriazal and Kiyojo Shino had a meeting at that time. Miriazal herself had an affinity with the house of Qing Dynasty when she crossed to the Oriental continent, and it was also the Qing Dynasty principals before her 8s who were actually intimate, but Shino herself had met her when she was little. Thereafter, Shino also studied at Arnelia Church for a time, and Miriazal often took care of him. As for Miriazar, who does not have much interaction with the exorcism association, I brought the meeting with me thinking that I should have contacts for now, but I didn't think that the Qing Dynasty would come out of nowhere, sometimes acting as lead agency. It is an unexpected departure from Heavy Town. Although it was easier to save time because I was going to leave here at first.

But more than that, Miriazal missed his reunion with Shino, who had been in Arnelia until he was 10 years old, for the first time in seven years indeed. For the first time in his improved surgery, he watched, but more than that, he treated him like a real mother and daughter. Tsukiko watched the situation, and the two accompanying Shino were asked about it many times. The surrounding area expects it to be a sarcastic emotional reunion, but it will be lightly smashed with a word from Miriazal.

"But, Poetry, you've grown up... especially with your breasts. What size is it?

"Um... a year ago it was 96..."

"Hey, what!? Damn, I thought there were signs of it since I was 10, but... all of it!

"Miriazal is no different, at all"

"Kee!"

"Bishop, it's a lot of smashing..."

Sigh in the back, Kiko. In approximation to Miriazal, who is struck by a sense of defeat, Poetry poses with both hands to accentuate its rich breasts all the more. Of course I'm not conscious.

"Looks like he's grown up again lately... what do we do? Your shoulders are stiff, and you're in trouble."

"Hey, not really... how many soles do you have right now?

"Come on? I didn't put anything on top, so I have no idea."

"Wait, you're not wearing it?

"Yes, because the witch's costume is basically nothing to wear. I often don't wear it, especially if I use surgery or have a lot of cleansing rituals. And by the way, we're not down there either."

"... if a man hears it, he'll bleed to death with a nosebleed. Its munchy, its appearance, its aptitude, its head yurliness."

"Eh heh - not so much."

"No, Master Poetry. He said he wasn't complimented."

Dongyun penetrates, but Shino blushes and cahs, and is lit with good lighting. Another witch with a sword, thank you for the ceremony, but you are there and flat. Dongyun has an easy-to-understand personality, but Miriazal talks to try to capture the character of the ceremony that the character can't grasp.

"By the way, Lord Ceremony sounds like a witch too... but it's still down there..."

"Yes, nothing"

"Are all the East such habits?

"Unfortunately, it's not such a helpful world. When Poetry is in the main house, in relation to rituals and training, because it begins in the morning cleansing and goes into meditation as is, there is little time to wear such things, so it just became a habit not to wear them. Well, there are stories that Poetry has simply forgotten to wear it all the time."

"All the time!

"By the way, I'm more or less flippant."

"No, Lord, assuming you do what to your husband? So, why aren't you here?

It's a hobby.

"When was the health law?

"It's not a health law, it's an exposure hobby"

"You may not say it again!

Miriazar felt her headache recur again.

"Poetry, the Lord will struggle."

"No, either I'm annoying the ceremony"

"Exactly. When you return, you will be punished, Master Poetry."

A ceremony section that somehow brings in tea.

"Ha, yes..."

"Which one of you, my lords, is not my husband? And why does Shino blush??

"Your child doesn't have to know."

"No, because I'm not older or anything. I don't know what's going on."

"It's an adult situation."

"I'm not talking about any world!

"The World You Don't Know"

The ceremony shall be nibbled. At that time Miriazal was convinced that this woman would be her natural enemy...

"And, well, that's it for the joke."

Shino undoes the story. Miriazal had not kept up slightly with the differences in its expansion.

"I'm so tired, I'm... old. Except for the meeting, then. Poetry, that means you went out here."

"Yes, you can think of that as a response from the Magic Society as it stands"

Pepper and Poetry gave examples. Miriazal leaks her breath like she's relieved by the way it looks.

"Thank God. Then it's no surprise that the Demon Society has so many orders. That's not why the Lord helped me this time. Thank you."

"No, no... because our Lord is a rigid man right now. But it is also certain that there are many moves to rebel. Everyone must follow the decision once and for all..."

"It really doesn't mean you can even think about" once. "

"Unfortunately"

Poetry seems sorry, but it would have been reasonable if it had been made Miriazal. I might have done so in the same position. However, if I knew that the situation was pressing, it might change somewhat.

"Shino, on the eastern continent, recently demon king, in the way you say it," The Great Ghost "? Aren't you out?

"Especially these days"

"Any sign of war?

"Nothing has changed in the last few decades."

"Hmm..."

Miriazal accidentally put his arms together and thought about it.

"(If what Poetry says is true, is their aim only on this continent? Or is it just that we haven't gotten around to the east yet... or is it possible that the worst case scenario is that we're already done doing what we do? Now, how far did you believe in this poem? I'd like to look into it independently, but things are different in the East. Intelligence is not very heavy on this continent, so we can manage without the mouth of the eagle, but the eastern continent has developed too much intelligence, and the return of the eagle's children is the mountain of concern. So I don't know what's going on... but think about it later)"

Miriazal reconsiders that there should be as many problems to clean up ahead. But at this time, she will regret that her relationship with the Demon Society should have been more reviewed. Even so, it may have been an irresistible event.

"Poetry, at what stage do we reach an agreement... are you ready for an 'alliance'?

"No, not that far. I wonder if 'fighting together' would be reasonable first."

"Neither do I. Whatever it takes to keep the continent together. It's different on each other's continent, and it's best to have a talent exchange in a fighting relationship first, to see what's going on."

"I think so, too."

Then I thought, "Let's think about what we should do."

"Yes!"

From here the two move on to a detailed discussion. Together, a cooperative relationship was formed between the Arnelian Church, the Magic Church and the Demon Society earlier than the prospect of Miriazal. However, she was unaware that the contents were still far from Miriazal's ideal state.

Continued