The Branded Female Fencer

"(Is this Dreyan from Groussard?)"

Even the line accidentally drank my breath. Its presence, which softens the golden fur, is overwhelming, and I feel like I'm just sitting there. If such a beast can yell at you, the little one with the liver is so intimidating that it could be deadly. The muscle protuberance, which can be seen even from above the loose garments, was undoubtedly the best on this occasion, and it showed without a toss that he was the closest fighter to limitless strength on this continent.

Also stunning golden body hair covering your body. It also looks full of enough majesty. At first glance, that giant, which could also look graceful, slowly lifted his hips.

"Well done, Princess Rayfan..."

From his mouth, a heavy voice sounded like a luxurious look.

"Sit down, my princess. Why don't we start a discussion?"

"No, that's fine. Let me just keep going home."

In the words of its ray fans, the line opens its eyes to surprise, as does the dance slaves and even the beast generals. Only one, Dryan, had his eyes narrowed.

"Well, I don't know what that means"

"I came here to have a reciprocal discussion. But Groussard's response so far has been foolish. Despite the early taking of weapons from us, we greeted and aligned ourselves in battle gear to the end of our bravery. Do you want to go to war, or are you so cautious that you think you can't keep your majesty if you're always so proud of your martial arts? Now we know how much the king is equipped with. It's not worth discussing."

"You! insult our king!?

To the words of the Ray fans, the beasts who stand in colour in Russia. But the face of the 12 beast generals was calm itself, and some of them were impressed with what Ray fans had said, even whistling.

Among other things, Rhine was surprised to see that was it. It was Ray fans, who could not help being a girl, who blamed Gruzaldo's response head-on.

And speaking of the key dryan.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

I was laughing out loud. The laughter of Drean, rarely seen even by the 12th Beast General, came as a surprise.

"This is a rude Princess Rayfan. A gathering of boneless men who have nothing else to be proud of but martial arts, such as the kingdom of the Beast. Please don't be rude. But!"

Dryan stares at Ray fans.

"That country ravaged my fellow countrymen and caused much damage. I saw the nail marks as well, but they were so miserable that they didn't come off with words such as" terrible ". That grudge, I'm not as warm as it sounds, is it? Come on, how do you convince me? Give me an excuse!

"Don't worry. I'm not going to make excuses, and I'm not going to be forgiven."

It was Dreyan, who unleashed his kill on Ray fans, but Ray fans flushed it out with instant answers. To that unspoiled answer, Dryan didn't even have time to turn his killing temper on Ray fans, either.

"Forgiveness doesn't beg," he said?

"Yes. What is redeeming life in the first place? Money or land? Or the life of an enemy? This event is the sole action of a foolish brother. There is nothing reflected there, such as the will of the country.

But no matter how stupid, my brother is my brother. If this sacrifice is to be redeemed with my life, you may snap my neck with your fingernails now. "

Ray fans stare straight back at Dryan this time. His eyes were straight and he accidentally stopped the other beast generals from making noise. Some of them noticed from the beginning that the beasts came here and realized that the girl who appeared before them was sufficiently gifted and dignified to represent the country.

"(I guess this is what qualities are called... this isn't something you get with training or anything)"

The line sneaks up on that feeling. I don't think I can face Dryan this straight, no matter how much training I have. He thinks it's better to fight.

And Dryan and Ray Fan were staring straight at each other. It was Dreyan who opened his mouth first.

"Princess, you were right. I would have killed Krums if Zamwed had gone back to normal."

"So you can assume that what didn't happen was looking further ahead."

"I can't help you thinking about that. As far as I'm concerned, I want to form an alliance with Krums."

The beast generals were now surprised by the abrupt words. The same applies to Ray fans. The beasts began wandering ahead, approaching Ray fans who could not measure Dryan's sincerity.

"King!?

"How did that..."

"Shut up."

Dryan controlled them with a quiet deep voice before the beasts made a scene. Dreyan talks as he perfectly and silently surrounds himself.

"I've been told since I was younger that I'm a walking tyrant to the king of conquests, but my brain is as stuck as it is thinking about every thing properly. As strange as this battle is, I can tell."

Dryan speaks to everyone who was about to stand up unexpectedly, urging them by hand to sit down.

"I thought you said you saw the trail of war. We also received reports of outrages from the front lines and Roch, but this war is clearly strange. I don't know what's wrong, but it's weird anyway. Right, strong enough, everything goes too far, should I say?

Whatever it is, I don't feel comfortable doing a thorough research on what I care about. At least, I knew immediately that my will as Krums would not be reflected in this war. In the decades since I came to the throne, we've had a relatively good relationship with humans.

Besides, I have a bunch of people who give me information from all over the country. As disturbing as there is movement in various countries, it has already been detected. To be honest, Krums himself doesn't matter to me. But it is not a good idea to give the surrounding countries the pretext of hostility with Groussard by discussing Krums. Worst case scenario, it's not necessarily "Beast Man vs. Man," as it was during the war.

I repeat, that's not good enough. At a time when the world is in perfect balance, it's time to purposefully emulate the fire. There has been no major battle from the world for more than 20 years. The claw marks from the war have not completely disappeared from all over the place, and a peaceful time would be a little longer, wouldn't it?

Hung, and Dryan let him snort. A bold statement in addition to thoughts, but Ray fans are also surprised by Dryan for his careful thinking.

"You are quite honest, King Dreyan."

"Princess, I'm an animal man. I don't like to go around like a human being."

"It's easier for me to talk about it. Actually, to be honest, it was my first time negotiating with a foreign country."

"Whoa," the line scratched inside Ray Fan's words, but Dryan seemed to like the words. I'm laughing in a good mood once again.

"Hahahahahaha! I like that honesty, princess. Sit smart and brainy and use yourself as a weapon even as a bargaining ingredient that you are young. I didn't care about Krums or anything, but if someone like that were my mentor, I'd rather be on my side with Krums."

"I would also like to apologize for the war with Groussard. Because the country will perish."

"You're an honest man, princess. Surely the only thing you can do properly at war with us would be Romansland or Alexandria at best. Well, some other big countries in the east will do it."

When Dryan talked that far, he grumbled over the liquor that had been prepared. It is inconceivable in humans to prepare liquor from day to day in flames, but for the beasts, who are much stronger in liquor than humans as a structure, it is so literally before breakfast. Because it's the kind of race that drinks until the morning before the war and storms the opponent as it is.

Rayfan, on the other hand, was trying to identify a person named Dryan. A beast man who was also said to be the strongest man on the continent as a warrior. Those who have themselves taken the lead in any disadvantaged situation and have always opened up their plight. In just a pig warrior, this is not how it works.

"(I see, I'm so calm that I don't think I'm an animal man. Maybe the real deal doesn't matter about my life or anything, but I guess he has other reasons for just not doing so. I still don't know what that is)"

Rayfan had turned down the liquor and observed Dryan with his fruit juice in his mouth. But knowing that Dryan doesn't have any movement, let's get to the next topic. Though it was a little too good to clap out.

"If King Dryan is going to do that, hope even for me. Let's move on to the next topic. It's about the content of the specific alliance..."

"Wait!

Rayfan's words were quashed by a voice that included anger. Whoever the Lord of that voice is, he is the orphan of Zamwed, Princess Oolal.

Now the sights gather on a princess at the same time.

Continued