The Branded Female Fencer

Seekers and humans inherently have different languages to deal with, but of course Fenna, a royalty, is educated more than a certain amount. There is no struggle with the letters that humans handle either. But this is Fenna's parents' own policy, and in fact, the mutlio seekers can't really read the letters of the human world, even if they don't have that much trouble with conversation.

When Fenna glanced through the letter, it said their safety and the way forward. You may also rely on the Arnelian Church in case of trouble. Fenna checks and reassures Alphilis and the others, while she retightens her mind. And I wrote back to Orange Meadow.

"Orange meat, hard work. I understand the circumstances. The point is, if you're in trouble, can the Seekers rely on Arnelian Church?

"That's how Miranda was offered to me. If you need me, I can be your messenger."

"I didn't know Miranda had that much authority."

Fenna didn't think Miranda was the only one, either, but apparently she's in a fine position, as she says. As far as the usual Miranda is concerned, there are no such signs at all.

But this could be a one-of-a-kind opportunity for Fenna. For the whole Seeker, of course.

"(Even if I stay here, I just sit and wait for doom. Also, the Seekers today have no choice but to overturn this situation. The point is that it's one of my decisions. But will they listen to me...)"

Fenna drips.

"(No... not if you ask, but if you don't let me! That's my mission born as a royal. Honestly, there is no such thing as untrained in this royal family, but don't get caught up in our absence until a people who know nothing. I have to do it. Even if no one can help me... Alphilis, help me!

Fenna called me a friend about herself, I think of Alphilis' face. At least, you can't rely on her now. But we need to get past this test in order to meet her again.

Fenna made a decision.

"Let's take that story with Orange Meadow."

"Yes. And how about a step by step?

You predicted to some extent that the orange infarct was quick to respond.

"From now on I will write to you. The letter with the red seal was from when my persuasion didn't work. In any case, deliver this to the rightful person of the Arnelian Church. And the blue sealed letter should be delivered further when my persuasion is successful."

"When was that letter?

The orange infarct proceeds with a pale conversation.

"I'll leave a letter at this place at the same time tomorrow. Then with that leg I turn to the Elder's persuasion. And the next day, when I don't come here at the same time, please think the persuasion failed."

Tie your mouth tightly so that Fenna can consolidate her resolve.

"And keep your current letter buried here. You'll need it tomorrow, but it's not a good idea to take it back here and get your stuff changed."

"I understand. Bye."

The orange infarct disappeared as it was. And Fenna was going back to her tent, as if nothing had happened.

The next day, Fenna stops by Kazas to write to him and softly gives him a letter indicating the safety of the Alphilis and the others. And when she turned away from Auri with the same excuse as yesterday, she put the letter on the spot and stuffed Auri to guide her to the elders when she could sneak Miranda's letter into her nostalgia instead.

As pushed by Fenna's determined eyes, Auri guides Fenna to Orbastov and the others. Originally Fenna is royal, so as an Ori, you can't ignore Fenna's words either. At first, the guards refused to allow him to be in a meeting, but Fenna went into the tent to push the escort on the spot. She steps slightly into the tent before the guards who were taken hold of Fenna.

"Excuse me, sir."

"What, you!?

"(Were you...)"

Orbastov's side blames Fenna for entering the tent without permission.

"What are the guards doing? Knock this guy out right now!

"Shut up, Shiro!

Fenna drinks the word. Those who were in the tent breathe much more in the same sword screen.

"Hey, Shiro and..."

"What the hell are you doing?!? Speaking of last seats, this Fenna-Schmitt-Rosenworks is the one who leads to the blood of the royal family. There is no sardine called" this one "by a raw flair like you! Apologize for the disrespect!

"... I'm sorry"

The proximity was clearly an unseen attitude of reflection color, with only words spoken. Fenna, who already doesn't care about such a nasty event, goes on to say even more.

"With great understanding of disrespect, I would like to say something to our head, Lord Orbastov. Please tell me about me!

"If you're being disrespectful, why not after this meeting, Fenna?"

It was Hartinias who opened his mouth. He also responded quietly to Fenna's intrusion without absurding his voice. But Fenna is not willing to pull a step either.

"That's not how it works, things argue for a moment. And I'd love to hear from you in your history here."

"But it's..."

"My position is on readiness. I have also heard that I am the blood muscle of the traitor. Prepare yourself for punishment."

In one of those words, the inside of the tent crouched. However, everyone on the spot was becoming overwhelmed by Fenna's remarkable attitude and words. And Orbastov controls Hartinias, who tried to say something more.

"If you want to say so much, fine. Tell me."

"Thank you for your words. We thank the elders for their mercy."

Fenna gratefully advances to the end of the table at the center of the tent. The heart struck the early bell and the leg was shaking. Fenna is imprisoned by the illusion that her feet are not bumpy and that it is as if she were walking on a cloud.

"(Hold on, Fenna! This is the real deal!

When Fenna put a drink into herself with her heart, she came to the conference seat. Everyone in the row is paying attention to Fenna's every move.

"First of all, I would like to thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak. What I want to talk about is the way forward for the Seekers."

"We were just talking about it."

Orbastov answers slowly. Fenna served and tried to calm down and ask questions. But there's a little noise. I'm glad you made fun of yourself like that, but I wanted to avoid losing power in words.

"May I ask how far the meeting is going? I don't know the details."

"Thorough fighting and retreat kept the debate apart, but the story is leaning toward those who retreat. But I can rub it where it's retreating."

"I have already unleashed my scourge on the earth outside. I'm waiting for them to come home with detailed information on where to stay, but it's ridiculous that they can't do anything about it, so I've been considering every possible way to find out where to go."

"(What a long time now)"

Such things should be prepared on a daily basis. I didn't expect to test such a thing now that I'm being driven by a bunch of demon kings. Fenna was frightened inside, but she put up with it a lot.

"... then I have a good idea"

"Well, tell me."

Slightly challenging, Shargin listens back.

We rely on the Arnelian Church.

"Arnelian Church?

Everyone looks at each other. And Shargin told me to throw it away.

"Think about what you're going to say, do something stupid. You can't possibly do that, can you?

"Why?

"Think about it and see. Speaking of the Church of Arnelia, the head of the demonic crusade on the human side. How can a man who scorns (makes) the Seeker part of a demon accept us?

Shargin looks down on Fenna to make fun of her. Fenna and I are sighing in our hearts. I wonder why the Seekers can put their ignorance on the shelf in such a strong manner.

"Master Shargin. I ask you, do we have a history of direct confrontation with the Arnelian Church?

"Yeah, you'll see without that. Think of things in common sense, little girl."

"So conflicting histories are uncertain. Dear Olbastov"

I thought it was useless for Fenna to talk to Shargin and waved to Orbastov. Orbastov nods as he strokes his jawbeard.

"Uhm. As far as I know, there's no such history"

"Well, I guess I can show you this letter."

Fenna appeased as if she had broken through the first gate, taking out Miranda's letter of nostalgia and showing it to Orbastov.

"What's this?

"It's in a letter from my friend. During my journey, I acted with Arnelian Sisters."

"Wait, where did you get that letter?

Shargin points it out sharply. Fenna was also assumed to be about that much, so I will answer without staring.

"You seem to have a lot of confidence in your abilities, but there are limits to the kind of people who don't even try to see the world out of their minds, but trap themselves in a comfortable place. It's easy to infiltrate, if anyone else cares about it. But you don't want to admit it, do you?

"This one! Let me tell you something!

Shargin rises and puts her hand on the sword of her hips.

"This guy is a traitor! He's trying to discredit us by joining hands with the rest of the world out there!

"Rude! What good would it do me to do that?

"Daimyo, it would be revenge on us for splitting ourselves up into villages."

"That's not how small I am!

"Don't."

Orbastov controls Fenna and Shargin.

"I'll see if this girl's words are true later. And I'm the one who decides that, Shargin. It wasn't."

"Ha, you've gone too far."

Sharguin sits in a chair with his head down, though he is shrugged. And Orbastov receives and views the letter. And when you finish reading it, make Hartinias recite it and make everyone hear what it's all about. To its content, the air of the tent swayed not least. It was such an unexpected event that if we tried them, the hand of salvation could be reached from the Arnelian Church.

Continued