The Branded Female Fencer

"That's a big deal, that lady"

"Right."

Rhine and Vrill are talking. Already they were marching through the streets of Seimlid, where the early morning fog stood up slightly, towards the royal castle. It is normal to have a small crowd because it is early in the morning, but there was no one in town. That, of course, is because the people of the town know that today is the day of battle.

Why is there no one to block them, even if it is a fact that so many will know? This is partly due to the fact that people are so distant from Mustard, but the line kept the information manipulated so that it would be possible in advance. Turn the people against the enemy, and the revolt will never succeed. Rhine knows such things well. Rhine decided that Rusty didn't care about these roots either. The very idea of saying so to the aristocrats is harder than the former. We also have a route to escape when the worst insurgency fails.

Ray fans march quietly through it, sounding their feet. Only Ray fans ride horses, the reins of which are held by one of the knights. Mercenaries, including Rhine and Vrill, march to follow the knights.

"That's going to be a good ruler,"

"Right."

"Oh, I wanted to serve, so did I."

"It won't be too late now, Vril"

"Come on. I can't serve the palace now that my casual mercenary life has been stained."

Vrill joked, but said it was a little too bad. And I see the line with a serious eye for him.

"But oh, what about you?

"What?"

"Don't delude me. You've been with that princess the whole time, haven't you? You're not wearing as much powder."

To Vrill's words, the line stares at him.

"That's a conundrum of the lower house."

"Don't say that. Seriously, this guy's gonna be your chance, right? Until just about 100 years ago, there could have been a story from a single mercenary that would interest the country. But the great battle was over, and most of the territories were cut off by various countries, and such things became impossible. It has become a livable world, but the chances of birth have diminished.

But this guy has a real chance. That princess is still young and has few talent around her. If even the princess doesn't hate her, even mercenaries will be able to climb up to her side. If it works, I can't even talk to the king... "

"Stop."

The color of anger appeared in the line's eyes, so Vrill stopped his mouth anyway, but this time we talked serious.

"Nobility is no good. I'm not interested in that."

"But. Seriously, you're not for mercenaries, Rhine."

"Hmm?

"No matter how you behave in a bluff, you're too righteous. We mercenaries don't work unless we can make decisions for ourselves that throw away our families and lovers. That's why I came here because I thought you had a crush on birth. But you say you're not interested. That's a big problem, right? I wish you were a knight. But as a mercenary, it's deadly. That idea will one day curtail your life."

"... I just want to thank you for your advice."

Rhine didn't talk to Vrill. I tried it on Vrill and it was quite kind of him, but when I found out he wasn't going to hear the line out, he didn't say anything again either.

The march continued even as some interaction was disturbed, but eventually their numbers gradually increased. That was because the personnel gathered by Rusty and Rhine had each assembled in a different place, and if there were not enough places to consolidate numbers in one place, it was to prevent the gathering from being exhausted.

Orders were exchanged everywhere, and troops joined one after the other. And by the time we arrived at Blossom Garden East Gate, the number was nearly 600, including mercenaries.

At the beginning of it is Rusty.

"Lady Rusty, we're all set."

"You're right. Shoot the flute arrow."

"Ha!"

One of the soldiers fires a sounding arrow into the sky. An arrow with a high sound is a signal to open the gate. Next to Rusty watching how it goes, the line walks over.

"So far so good."

"Yeah, but it's going to be important"

"What are we gonna do from here?

"Let's stick to the meeting. Set up a group of 10 people and place one magician in it to take into account Hecaton Kail measures. A group without a magician must not deal with Hekatonkail."

"I wish I was that good"

But as it stands, that's all we have.

There was nothing moving about the gate as we talked about it. I can't raise one voice.

"Weird."

"Oh. Let the revolt succeed. Let it fail, it's too quiet"

"... by the way, how many soldiers are in the royal castle when it comes to breaking through here by force?

"Previously there were 2,000 resident soldiers... but 5,000 soldiers would always be in Seimlid if we put together town security. Even more so if we match the fortifications around us."

"Even 2000 is tough."

But the moment Rhine said so, the East Gate opened with a painful noise with Gigi. But from there...

"Come on, what do you mean? It's not what we planned, is it?

"Do I know? The question is, what do we do?"

"I'll have to do what I do"

Coming out of the East Gate were soldiers serving Krums Royal Castle. Fully armed, of course. It demonstrates the obvious will of hostility.

But the motion was strange, and he would barely walk in line.

"... what's going on with this, the line?

"Don't ask me. But you'll do it, won't you?

"Absolutely. All hands, prepare for battle!

To Rusty's voice, those who were deliberate will prepare for battle at the same time.

"Archers, forward!

The soldiers equipped with bows come forward in unison with that one voice. Squeeze the arrow to its limit and set it slightly towards the sky.

"Shoot!"

At the same time nearly 100 arrows drew a parabola in the sky. The arrows shoot through the bodies of those who were once allies. And some fell.

But the soldiers don't stop their whole bodies. I'm not cheering, I'm not screaming. Lines who remember how creepy it is. And Rusty raises his voice so as to wipe the anxiety of the soldier.

"Second shot, shoot!

Arrows pour down again. But the Krums soldiers have no sign of stopping. Seeing how that goes, you decide that the bow and arrow are ineffective, or Rusty issues the next directive.

"All right, we're going in!

"I can't help it!

Those who share their lives with Ray fans with that one voice went in for Blossom Garden. One watcher from the high ground watches how it is.

"Oh, that's more than I thought."

The Lord of his voice was Calamity. She sat on the edge of the high ground and watched the battle taking place downstairs. The battle overwhelmingly dominates the lay fans.

"Shit, you can't help it. I didn't have time to tame it, and I'm supposed to be this big of a bunch. You got the best moves like a lowlife ghoul at best? Well, that's fine, but I don't care. Oh, my God, Rita."

Calamity makes her legs flutter inside looking fun. Of course there's nothing at your feet, and if you fall, it's the height of instant death.

"It's been a long time since we've had a fight. Fun wow... maybe I'll just stuck around a little bit too? But would you disobey your master? Well, maybe a little bit, right?

Calamity did so and when she licked her tongue by herself, she let herself dance into the universe without hesitation.

Continued