The Branded Female Fencer

"..." If the Seekers do not respond to the negotiations with the Arnelian Church, the current royal family will rescue themselves and nominate them as elders after wiping out all of them. For that price, let the family of Seekers pledge allegiance to Arnelianism '... Isn't this what suggests a coup d 'état "

Sumiko was surprised to read the letter. If Fenna failed to convince the Orbastovs, Fenna was prepared to abandon the Seekers. At that price, for the rest of her life, she will be resented by the Seekers. She wrote this letter, ready to take the blame on herself.

When she saw the letter, Miriazal laughed.

"Isn't that a good idea? Seekers have quite the temper. Then I can trust that clan somewhat. It's a harvest for me. Of course, eventually, when it was all over, I assumed that I was going to self-determination and not make any promises."

Miriazal sounds like he really enjoys talking about it.

"We need this much preparation when we make something happen. Compared to the war period, these days, I always thought this guy was something that got out of the way, but inside, why?"

"Or do you mean so much crisis that you have to make it that far?

"If Zi's report fits, maybe so. Or is the situation in the prairie much worse than we think"

Miriazar walked up to the window and gave thought to the situation in the prairie, which could not even be seen. She and I already knew there was a massive outbreak of demon kings in the land, and we had already released a number of silent people to explore the situation. As early as possible, a primary report will arrive in a few days. It was Miriazal waiting for the report.

And under Fenna's advice, the Seekers head all the way to Arnelia. Even Fenna at the time she wrote the letter was doing a little crazy because the reply from Miriazal came early and much better in color than she even thought.

But what surprised me when I heard the report was that it was about Orbastov and his sons, and the other Seekers seemed relieved that they had decided where to go for now.

Fenna pioneered on that cheap thought and attitude, but now she decides to convince herself that she should be able to guide them in a slightly better direction from now on.

Plus, we're on our way to Arnelia, the sacred capital. Kazas flew a single horse and left the group to meet Nia, who is at the source of the Alphilis and the others. Fenna couldn't do that, and honestly I wanted him to stay beside me because I felt like I was going to be alone when Kazas was gone, but at the same time I could definitely understand how he felt, so I sent him off with a smile without saying anything.

Not that I hadn't noticed Fenna's loneliness with Kazas (Shiryukan), but my feelings of admiration for Nia were stronger than he thought. At least not enough to be able to single out Fenna's former.

A few days after Kazas left the Seekers. They were greeted by a unit of the Temple Knights led by Rafferty. There was also the figure of Jake there, but whoever noticed that could not be among the Seekers. Jake was hunted for this assignment because of Rafferty's policy, but this was Jake's first assignment as a Saint Knight apprentice. Even so, it's true that he didn't do anything, but Jake was also quite nervous.

Eventually Rafferty accompanied the Seekers, and they set up their own residential area on the excess land of Arnelia, where they were to be allowed to live. Although the city's inhabitants have naturally been briefed on the situation, the holy city of Arnelia will continue to have noisy days for some time to come.

Some shadows twitch in the city of Arnelia, the holy capital, for such restless nights.

"Is this where we meet?

"It should be."

Two Explorer men and women stand in darkness without a light. This is a painting of the settled neighborhood of the Seekers. When the Seekers were guided to the established settlement for the time being, they fell asleep as soon as they set up the rented tent. The health of the Seekers who had fled on the run was at its limits. Even if this place was in a human city, it was a better place than being chased by demon kings, trying to get around the outer perimeter of the settlement by the Saints.

And by the time the whole neighborhood was silenced, there were two people who softly exited the tent. Neither will the Knights, who escort their surroundings, even ask what's going on inside with the sensors. In addition, there is tension with the Seeker about the connection between sensor prevention.

"Nevertheless, I didn't know we were going to infiltrate Arnelia so quickly. I didn't even have time to rub it with the humans on the way."

"The Seekers are better than I thought. No, maybe it's the Seeker's power, like Fenna."

"How was the meeting?

"Yeah, because my identities were infiltrating"

Oddly enough, a woman's voice came out of a man's mouth. Yes, they are princesses and mascarades who have turned into seekers. Successfully sneaking into the Seekers, they infiltrated the Holy City of Arnelia.

"So what kind of outfit is Euwayne, princess?

"Come on? I don't even know. Maybe if I call an informer."

A man puts his hand on his mouth like a woman, cheeks, laughs. What a strange sight, Mascalade had to remember how much disgust she felt. It wasn't just that trick again, but the reason why I even exposed my disgust with the princess calamity was well understood by Mascalade during a few days of conversation.

Certainly Calamity's voice and tricks are compelling. Even a man looks like that, so even a woman's mascarade knows very well that if a beauty, the main body, comes out, it will have a tempting and unbearable charm. But still, disgust far outweighs it. At first I didn't know why, Mascarade, but as I poked my face at it quite a bit, I now gradually came to understand.

Calamity's attitude toward others was exactly like that toward livestock. There is no trust in her, no exchange of emotions as an organism. I'm the best for her, I'm everything. I seriously believe that I am nowhere in the world, such as being equal to myself.

Because there are no more feelings for people to interact with, eat or be eaten, they make such primitive choices feel like they are constantly being poked at. Simply put, you can say you're restless. I don't even think of myself as a decent creature with a mascarade, but I still can't possibly prefer a situation where the woman next door would laugh and kill herself. And what I disliked the most was that I could clearly see that Mascarade enjoyed feeling disgusted while Calamity put such things out into attitudinal savings. And the moment Mascalade leaks her dissatisfaction with the matter, it also means that Mascalade will die from being attacked by Calamity.

Though at work, Mascalade was gradually mentally worn out in a situation that seemed to keep getting stuck in the bug basket. But it's also entertaining Calamity. Mascarade was in the sensation as if he could tighten his whole body with soft but never cut spider threads.

That's when I accidentally hear a voice from behind.

"Lord Calamity, Lord Mascalade, right?

Mascalade looked back in surprise, but Calamity responded nicely to what he had imagined.

"Where?

"I don't see you, but are you Euwayne?

"Yes, Mademoiselle is here to talk to you."

"Mademoiselle... Bradymaria, right?

Silence flowed through Calamity's words, but is that a testament to affirmation? And from the darkness, a shadow inadvertently rises to the shape of a person. At first, they stared at each other and tried to see what it looked like, but I don't see how you could try to get your eyes used to the dark. So much less, they realized that there was really just a shadow standing. It's a strange creature. Or is it some sort of sorcery?

Calamity looks interesting at that Euwayne and cuts the fire.

"Now that we have safely infiltrated this city, what should we do?

"That's still nothing for me, either. But Silence's hands are already in Arnelia."

"Silence's"

Nod as Calamity was impressed.

He's a worker, too.

"You think that one's already working? I think for the moment it will be a form of support for his movements."

"Shall we talk about creating a spark of strife with humans and seekers?"

Mascalade asks.

"We'll have to wait for the time."

"Hmm, that's going to be a long fight"

"I'm bored. Well, my main unit's keeping me busy, okay?

I laugh when the calamity dulls.

"I'll tell you one thing, there are limits to the individuals I can transfer on. I don't have as much power ripped off here, and I need about 10 more bodies to move at the same time. Besides, it's compatible with my ride. If you fail, the individual will die. Now the Seekers have tried 10 people and only 3 people have been able to ride."

"That's more inconvenient than I thought."

"You have no choice, do you? There is no such thing as a complete, unrestricted and convenient ability. My powers are most versatile, and I like them a lot myself."

"Are you planting bugs in others?

Unexpectedly, Mascarade asks back to nauseate. To that girlfriend, Mascalade smiled back as a man.

"Yeah, good stuff inside, huh? It doesn't look like a lot of people are going to be transferred. Some of them feel better and take a leak."

"... that's enough"

Mascalade regretted heartfelt retrospect. Take your gaze off Mascalade and look at Euwayne.

"So what are you gonna do about it?

"Yes, I am relatively free to go in and out of this city, so I will be in touch if I need anything"

"Then I'll decide how to contact you."

That's how when the three had a one-way meeting, Euwayne disappeared into the dark again. The remaining mascarades and calamities also try to return to their tents. but

"Does Mascarade hate me?

"What?"

Suddenly, Calamity asks. And Mascarade stops by accident. I thought it was over since I stopped it. Mascarade, but it's too late.

The calamity rests on the mascarade from behind, hands in the clothes, and grabs the breasts forcefully up.

Continued