The Branded Female Fencer

The line continues.

"I know now. I don't think a woman in love should be allowed to leave the side for a while, but I was in a hurry at the time. The woman had been promised Thousand Chiefs status when she returned to her country. By contrast, I'm not born. Well, I'm from a civilian, so naturally I was. But by then, I was starting to think seriously about my future with that woman.

I stayed on the edge to hope for a further birth to become the right man for the woman. The border didn't run out of battles. The opportunity for birth was also like a mountain. And as you can imagine, I glittered and emerged from the border, and by the time I was 18, I was a thousand men long. "

"That's great."

"I see, you're the hero Tan going on the ground."

Dance Slave also praised honestly. Though the line didn't seem happy at all.

"Even in my own country, it is recognized for its work. I was officially upgraded to head of a thousand people in my own country. Eventually, to the Legion Leader. Such rumors were also becoming whispered around.

That's why I was on top of it. I didn't know anything. I was at my best with my thoughts and feelings. As a result, I lost everything. I didn't realize one thing until I lost it. Flying laughingstock!

"Rhine, what the hell are you..."

Ray fans were a little frightened by the way the line told him to throw it away. Rhine also noticed how it was when he just said it, silently leaving the room when the bat snapped the liquor bottle out of the dance slave looking bad.

All that was left was Rhine and Ray fans.

"Ah..."

"Hmm, that's how it happened"

"... I'm worried"

"Hmm? I'm fine. He's not stupid to see. I'm not going to imitate you before the important battle."

"No, it's not"

Ray fans were joining hands to pray in front of his chest.

"I'm worried about that guy's heart. Seems like nothing cares at first sight with a lot of mess, a brittle heart over glass finishing. He's got such a cluttered attitude to hide it... but he can't open his mind. I guess he'll never rest with anyone instead of opening his mind. That's what I'm worried about..."

"Duchess, you're sweet. Long lived advice from me, I hope you take care of that feeling. I'm sure you'll be a good ruler."

"No, I'm better than that."

"I want his heart, huh?

To Dance Slave's words, Ray fans look up to her all the time. There was no usual sarcastic dance slave there. Serious eyes were staring down at Ray Fan.

"You fell in love with the line, you princess who would also be a princess"

"... yeah, I'm sure he is"

"Stop it, I'm sure that won't forgive anyone any more. He's a man with one foot in the mud who can't turn back anymore. You don't have to hang out with a guy like that whose brilliant future awaits you from now on."

"Can you do it when someone tells you to give up who you like!?

"That word is inappropriate for me, Princess."

Dance Slave looked sad to Ray fans who strongly objected.

"I don't know the emotion of liking people. Because it's the original. Besides, even if I can no longer hate people, I can't base them on loving them. I've never been treated like that before. It's a miracle you're with the line right now."

"Really...? So what do I do now..."

"Come on? It's inappropriate to throw that question at me, too, Princess."

Silence engulfs the room. The noise around the building, which was also a lobby, was noisy even in the room, and the air so heavy that it was incompatible with the hustle and bustle outside, wrapped two women.

Rhine was dreaming again.

A triumphant view of the knights, arguably his original landscape. Dressed in silver armor, they are proceeding undisturbingly and tremendously, responding to the cheers of the people from the horses.

The young line ran beside them and finally caught up with the leading international knight. Whether the desperate cheer of the line, which was a child, reached the knight, the knight lifted his heel and put his hand on his chest before sticking his fist out at him.

That was for the knights to go to war with their comrades.

The line that was a child accidentally returns the same behavior. Then the knight grinned and went away as he lifted his heel again.

It was perfect for the young line, and he vowed to become a knight at this time. I had no doubt that Rhine, who was a boy, would regret the decision any time soon.

"A dream..."

The line was getting out of bed. What a bad bat after that, and the line was appropriately stuck in the whore's room.

"... I've been dreaming a lot lately. You're the worst sleeper I've ever seen."

Line's sleep is originally shallow, but it's rare to dream all the time like this one. Softly after the room so as not to wake up a whore who, while in bad shape, does not remember the name sleeping next to him, he takes to the creek behind him and flushes his face and head with water appropriately. I went straight to the dining room this time, and when I fished for a proper meal, I went back to my room.

"Welcome back"

"Oh."

Naturally enough in the room, but the dance slave woke up and waited. I don't need sleep in my sword. One of the reasons Rhine put Dance Slave aside was to be relieved of sleeping protection.

And Rhine put the dance slave on his ass, and began to get his degree in order. Simple but hands-on gear with small hands instead of the usual lightweight outfit.

And by the time he looked back at the dance slave, his face had already changed to that of a warrior.

"Dance Slave, Back to the Sword"

Copy that, Master.

Nor does the appearance of tearing up exist in dance slaves anymore. That's all I know about this fight. I know how serious the line is.

When she returns to the look of the sword as she is told, Rhine puts her in the sheath that made the blacksmith cling to her and heads to Ray Fan's room.

"Duchess, are you ready?

"Yeah, I'm ready"

"Now if you'll excuse me"

As the line opened the door to Ray Fan's room, Ray Fan was sitting on a chair in the morning sun by the window. She tied her hair up and was wearing a light but battle outfit. Her eyes stared at the distance, and as the line entered, she slowly pointed her gaze at the line.

To the atmosphere, the line unwittingly tightened itself. Though young, she was full of majesty and pride enough. I can't imagine from her until now, no, I only knew the line once. When you reveal yourself to protect your people. She was certainly full of majesty as royalty.

But it was also while the line was under barometric pressure. When he breaks his knee in front of a Ray fan, he takes a formal knight's thank you. There were about two hookers in the corner of the room who Ray fans would have helped wear. They were also dressed in decent, feminine attire, not in their usual gorgeous outfits. It must be the best way to show sincerity to the royal nobility of being a whorehouse. Of course, it was the whorehouse arrangement that prepared Ray Fan's war affiliation.

"Duchess, I'm here to pick you up"

When the line releases its words with respect, Ray Fan answers slowly.

"Today, the battle begins."

"Yes, it will be a battle against time from here on out. Even if we hold down the royal castle, everything has to be a bubble of water if we can't muster enough power to defeat the Expeditionary Army. Though the hand is in order, the movement of Mustard's armies is just a disease. The earliest report we've had is that three days ago we went back into a state of war with our clients, but we don't know what's happening right now."

"I see. What's the next step?

Asked the line to confirm it by Ray Fan. Rhine answers the question without staring.

"First, after the recapture of the Royal Castle, Rusty will contact the commander of a trusted local army directly. Some of them have already sent messengers and promised to take our side."

"How many?

"Approximately 5,000. But I won't use their help in this takeover. The reason is as I've told you before..."

"That's the point of my immorality. I'm sorry."

"No, that would be better. If we hold down the army directly, the local nobles shouldn't be able to say goodbye either. And with 5,000, you can't lose in an instant."

"Are you sure? The countries didn't seem to be able to fathom at all..."

Ray fans groaned anxiously. I can't help it. Everyone knows exactly what Muster's recent advances have been. Close to recklessness, such as going to him with 5,000 soldiers. But the line had an operation.

"Don't worry about that, Duchess. They lost because they didn't know how to fight. But this time there's me who knows how to fight. Their weaknesses have been confirmed."

"Is that true?

"Yes. The very people named Hekatonkail who are at the forefront are vulnerable to witchcraft. This was confirmed by sending people directly to the fight against Traguslon. No doubt about it."

Rhine sent people from the Alliance to make sure. In fact, Tragaslon was also to know about this, so although Mustard's army had only defeated Tragaslon, it was not as overwhelming a victory as it had been in the battle against Zamwed. In other words, it was a victory at considerable expense. That's why Muster did not compete fully with the client, and Rhine also believes that he used soothing means. We can't afford Mustard's army that far now.

Plus the line continues.

"One more thing. Hekatonkail is very retarded. Decided actions, such as' knocking down enemies of sight 'and' knocking down enemies you have attacked 'can be done, but are very vulnerable to unintentional strikes, etc. It's easier to give than to give if you fight around."

"But Mustard will also follow ordinary soldiers, won't he?

"They are just forced to obey with fear. I must say that morale is very low. Not our enemy, Princess."

Rhine purposefully said forcefully to show it. It is a high morale 5,000 soldiers and, albeit low morale, 30,000 soldiers. I don't know the outcome unless I try to fight it.

Plus there's one more thing on the line that I'm uncomfortable with. This march speed despite Hekatonkail's weakness this time around. Rhine was informed that there was another factor in this. It's a mysterious giant creature. Sometimes a giant creature so close to the height of a castle wall that its sword is bare, and even witchcraft is not fatally wounded? Although Rhine only told Rusty about this information, he decided to keep this presence of them down. Because effective countermeasures cannot be worked out. Then they decided they'd rather not talk than give everyone extra anxiety. Of course no one knows if that's right. However, this is something that only fewer than 10 people know, such as captainship. It was something Ray fans hadn't even been informed about.

There is ample chance that the giant creature will emerge in this Royal Castle recapture. That anxiety depends on the breasts of the line, but in that case, the line was going to take it all on. This is something Rusty doesn't even know about. If that happens, Rusty will just be ready to protect Ray fans even if he turns it into a lifetime. Either way, Rusty has no choice but to pull here.

Ray fans rise as the line makes such a determination.

"Well, you're all set,"

"Yes. Later, in the voice of Ray Fan, everything moves"

"Shall we come?"

"Hands now, Ray Fan"

The line offers its hand at the ray fan. When he took that hand, Rhine noticed that Ray Fan's hand was trembling.

"Princess."

"Don't say anything, Line"

"Yes, if that's what you want"

Rhine tries to encourage Ray fans to head outside as they go, but Ray fans stopped his leg just before he left the room.

"Princess?

"Shh, excuse me"

If the line looked at Ray fans, Ray fans' feet were trembling. Rhine looked down gently at Ray Fan, but his eyes clouded with confusion and fear.

"Wow, laugh... it's been at this rate since last night. I couldn't sleep a single night yesterday. The battle is about to begin, with one of my decrees. Many human beings are dying. I couldn't sleep because I was terrified to think about it. I still can't reward my people for anything. I don't have that much track record or strength. When I think the battle is about to begin with that order, I'm scared and scared..."

Ray fans came to the scene and wept with a whisper. Did you reach the limit of patience, Ray fans didn't even try to get up? But instead of reprimanding that ray fan, and not a comforting eye, just a gentle eye, Rhine stares at her and turns to the ray fan on her knees to align her gaze.

"Duchess, may I have about three?

"... what?

Rayfan looks back at the line as he gently rinses his nose. Rhine answered her like that only calmly.

Continued