The Branded Female Fencer

"Father!

"... Ekla, can't you get in a little quieter? In front of the guests."

"We've heard the story, but Marquis Walt has already waited for hours. Hey. I was wondering if they were mercenaries. What is it with mercenaries and other opponents that keep His Highness waiting!

"It's up to me to decide what matters. It's not what you found out."

When Hausen said out cold, Ekla turned her heel back with the same footsteps as she did when she came softly. Ekla was relatively small, but was still young or seemed unrelated to the elegance and spare attitude characteristic of the east. It would be a little older than Lisa at best. He looked unnecessarily angry on his face, but only on his seemingly elite face and his seemingly intense eyes of will. When you see where the sword is worn, do you also deal with the sword? Hausen sighed as the owner of the chestnut short hair left the room completely.

"I am truly sorry. My daughter showed you her embarrassment."

"No, that's okay. Because she's right."

"Sure, that kid's always right. My head spins fast, and I'm still pre-adult, but I'm already letting you help me with my errand. The handling of the sword is there, but the noble thoughts are too strong. People don't follow me on that one. Who do I look like..."

"Not you?

As Alphilis responded instantly, Hausen was surprised by the escort and even his fellow Alphilis. But Alphilis keeps his words intact.

"'Cause you look just like the color of your hair, the color of your eyes, the strength of those eyes? I'm sure you did, too, when you were young.

"Ugh, um... I guess so"

"Well, I imagine. I'll just say it just like that. I'm sure he thinks so around you, too, huh?

"Ha, ha"

He was puzzled as Alphilis suddenly spoke to the escort. Actually, Alphilis was right, so the elderly butler who was there was desperate to laugh, but there he also managed to get on the table to see if his moderation as a squire would prevail.

And Alphilis will remain at Hausen's mansion. Dinner was to be taken with the Hausens and their daughters and Ekla. Hausen's wife was a very graceful figure, almost the same age as him, but not making him feel old. "The woman of Ediod is graceful" is the tradition of this country, so it is the atmosphere of this country that is somewhat moist to the common people, but it was the kind of woman who represented it. Attitude to a smile I don't hate at all. Alphilis was convinced that Ekla would be more and more like her father. Now it is time for Hausen to be calm, but Alphilis enjoyed such an imagination that he must have looked like Ekla when he was younger.

Alphilis thought that Ekra was always on the top of the Buddha and even though she was a little cuter if she laughed. It happened to be frontal with Aerial, so Alphilis had a taste of a bunch of delicacies that he wouldn't normally taste, thinking crap about whether they were both unfathomable to each other and talking to each other. However, it is of course the utility that I tasted the most.

When Alphilis transferred the utility, which was full and began to sleep on the table, to the plate, he put the lid on it and handed it to the servant "to make it into pot ingredients". A serious servant to that attitude is, "A pan of fairies... no, boiled?" "Can't you boil it or bake it?" I was seriously thinking about it, "but seeing the sight, Hausen laughed, and it was very impressive with Alphilis that Hausen's wife was desperately laughing. More than that, what struck me was Ekla, who had left the seat just ridiculously when he saw the sight, and could be quite solid.

And yet the next day. Alphilis woke up late in the morning and was slowly getting ready. Nor is Lisa loud enough to wake up this morning. In vain, for now, Alphilis had asked Hausen to show him the training of the knights of this country, so with his companions Alphilis went to the army training ground in a prepared carriage.

"Because! Because!

"Hey!

"Run -!"

The knights were encouraged to train at the practice field. Alphilis took his feet here, of course, to serve as a reference for the forthcoming mercenary regiment. Alphilis, who has a habit of pairing with national guards and patrols on the streets and elsewhere, is not equipped and trained for soldiers on boulders with countries close to the Middle Plains.

It could not necessarily be said which is stronger, but Nakahara has a relatively large number of warcraft and demons appearing, and many of the soldiers are in action. But that battle is still plentiful except for people, and not necessarily a human-oriented way of fighting it. Tactics and weapons also often target non-human beings, making it easy for flying tools and large, boneless weapons to develop.

Again, on the east side, there is less actual experience, but there is a lot of time to return exercises regarding tactics, strategies, etc., and the experience is highly skilled anyway. It is also characterized by awareness of interpersonal combat and many small weapons and elaborate weapons for decoration for etiquette.

That's why the soldier's individualized skill in the east for Alphilis, who made it through the fewer but fierce battles, honestly didn't even show naively, but if you still stare at the knight sword mould, you stand about as likely to struggle if you interact with those who possess more skill than that. At the same time, I think these armies will be vulnerable to unexpected developments.

"I'd like to fight a little..."

"Hehe, Lord Alphilis is belligerent."

"If you have a sword, don't you care about your opponent's skill?

"That's for sure. Doesn't it look pretty strong, like that one?

"I can't do that, it's just what I see. Strength is not enduring. You're the type to attack first and snap right away. I will die prematurely on the battlefield. I'm more concerned about your skill than that."

"Just kidding."

I was next door, Hausen's escort, who showed me yesterday, laughs. He seems to be named Venn, but watching him walk, Alphilis said he was quite a user. He wouldn't be just a gentle, polite man.

Looking at him like that, Alphilis turns a blind eye to a picture of the training ground. There was Ekla, Hausen's daughter. Are you apparently showing your face to the army today? If he is also the daughter of the Chancellor, he may be given the status there even as a young man.

"Hey, ahhh!

With Equa's roar, his opponent's sword plays and flies. As it was, the opponent raised his hands and indicated his will to surrender.

"Oh, my God!

"Impudent, still a knight! Next!"

Even though Ekla could roar, no one named him. Ekla has no choice but to nominate the next person and start doing the audition. I saw that sight. Alphilis said something.

"So far..."

"It will be strong, Master Ekra."

"You don't have to use it all the way up here, you. That kid is so weak. No, he's never weak, but he's the kind of person who winds up a lot of people and dies. It's dangerous..."

Beside Venn, who gives a bitter look with that word, Alphilis was on the contrary staring at Ekla with a serious face.

Continued