The Branded Female Fencer

"Well, I'll come back to life."

"Oh. When I say immortal, I can't work without eating. Yeah, yeah. Speaking of work, Minar guy, haven't you opened Arnelia in a while? I haven't been around for almost six months."

"No, it won't even be March at best. But his job is quite difficult."

"What do you mean?

To Miranda's doubts, Miriazal signals the maple with his eyes open. Then she graciously closed the door and left the spot.

"You know he's exploring the Demon King's workshop, right?

"Yeah. What's going on?

"I don't know anyone but us yet, but they dot quite a few workshops. I've already found six and dropped by each of the schematics. About half a month ago. And I'm sending some of their research as evidence. With his own reflection, of course."

"Heh, that's not awesome! So the church is ready to fight back?

Miranda's face shines on the good news. Miriazal is also good at something.

"Gradually. No specific attack or anything has been decided yet, but its power is being mustered. One way to attack is by leaving it to the department."

"Well I guess so. We have to choose who we can use."

"Wasn't it just today?

"Yes, this afternoon. That's why I'm so frustrated. I hit Alfie so hard."

"Apologize later, okay?

"I will."

Miriazal advised Miranda, who looked evil. And after the break, Miranda tries to leave the room. Miriazal called out as he called her.

"Yeah, I remember that at the 400th anniversary festival."

"Yeah? I don't know."

"I'm talking about that shitty kid... Doom or something. As a result of his raids, the festival was postponed, but I think that's what he was after recently."

Miranda returns with her heels back to Miriazal's discussion.

"What do you mean?

"No, I don't. At first, I forgot the strong impression of the subsequent hero kings and demon gods, but on second thought, I wondered what the hell was that kid's intention to raid Arnelia. That kid himself was crazy, and he probably didn't think about it at all. But when you think about those behind you, you think you're gonna hit a pointless hand."

"... sure"

Miranda thinks about the Orange Bull. Man enough for True Dragon Gwendorf to glance at its intelligence and existence. Then it's hard to imagine that he planned such a crime without thinking about it. Perhaps there was some point in trying to build this one's strength. But a plotter is one who expects to make a number of profits. If the aim is to postpone the 400th anniversary festival...

"But what good is postponing the 400th anniversary festival?

"Come on, I don't even know that far. I'm just imagining this. But one possibility is, don't you think there's no harm in thinking about it?

"Well..."

Miranda still didn't look tight, but she thought she couldn't help thinking with her tired head, and to think about it again, the scene left. Later, Miriazal takes two letters out of his nostalgia.

"Shouldn't we have shown Miranda this?

"If the master decides so, I guess so"

Miriazal opened in response to the words of Miyazal in a letter from Minar, which he most recently received. There, as I wrote down, "near the Royal Castle of Romansland, I discovered the entrance to the 'factory'. indestructible".

"Indestructible, huh? That's what Minar says."

"Yes, I've never heard an archbishop say he couldn't."

"Well, there are many reasons why I can't. Too large, too tight security, etc. But I think this is something else."

"And say?

Ask him back to strike his hand.

"If the scale is a problem, I'll show you the size. Well, I said" factory, "not" workshop, "so you should guess the size. If security is tight again, I'll write about it. But he only said it was impossible, and that indicates that he is under investigation. I contacted him for reasons that would make him more cautious, but despite the uncertainty. This is like saying you can't handle it on your own. I mean..."

Miriazal took the conversation there, so Kiko makes a harsh point.

"Don't waste it, just talk"

"Damn, don't ruin the story! The Minar guy is probably trying to say that the Romansland Royal Family is involved in this problem."

"What? That's absurd for whatever it takes..."

"Not necessarily." Factory "means something special to me and Minar. It means where weapons and protective equipment are produced. This means that there is a production line for weapons and protective equipment there. The battle in the Middle Plains that happened earlier. From what I've checked, there were indications of the appearance of the Demon King, but apparently a mercenary group called Hekatonkail is at their fingertips. We haven't had any direct combat experience yet, but from what I hear, the average weapon keeps ineffective armor on. The armor production plant is near Romansland."

"Stupid, what's the gain from working with them? If people who use such aliens tear the world apart, it's likely that even children will be able to judge the coming of dark times."

"Politics is not so simple, Kiko. You may not know because you are a child of this era of peace, and you really do not live in a time of conspiracy. Some times they killed their own son and offered him as a dish just to be liked by them. People's evil is unknown to the bottom. I don't think there's anything wrong with having a human wanting a dark age"

Miriazal spoke to the temple to teach tenderly. As a child, I listen to the story with a rare and unconvincing look.

Furthermore, Miriazal continues.

"That's why there's no wonder there's an Orangeable collaborator in humans. All the more so if you're a big country. Problem is, that's Romans Land. That big country was also said to possess 30% of the world's war power. That's the Demon King's factory, even if it's a big deal. I can't imagine how many wars it would be if it were a war.

There's one more thing to worry about. Now we know the weapons production line, but the other question is... "

"Means of transport, do you mean"

"Mm-hmm. Even with the exception of belonging countries from Romansland, at least four countries pass through. They will have transported weapons and protective equipment without being noticed in the meantime. One theory also says that Hekatonkail, confirmed in Nakahara, exceeded a thousand. I was wondering if I could carry all that gear without a trace."

"You have your own means of transport?

"I guess so. If that were the case, there would be an alliance of arms dealers involved. Maybe we need to wash out the logistical interactions between countries."

Miriazal was clamping his arms together. In countries with little Arnelian influence, reports of silent people are also sparse. It's so hard to capture the whole thing, even with her.

And Miriazal sighed as he sent out another letter.

"Oh man. I didn't know you would personally get a letter from a princess in such a country. What kind of star was Alphilis born under? Those unfortunate Romansland people can't trust anyone else for very few things. Let's just hope she's not an Orange Bull. Call the bars. Let me watermark this letter just in case."

"As you say."

And when he had given him the courtesy, he left the place quietly. And Miriazal, who was left behind, scraped his tea, and blued to a pile of more documents than he had just seen at the end of the door from which he went out.

Continued