The Branded Female Fencer

That's how when Alphilis went to Arnelia, the atmosphere of the Deep Green Palace was more tense than usual. Unlike usual, the Knights of the Temple move in haste. When Alphilis catches Roxanne, who has become completely familiar, he asks her why.

"Hey Roxanne. Is something wrong?

"Oh, Alphilis? I'm busy now. I heard about the mercenary regiment's request, so why don't you leave the main points in writing for now? We'll deliver it to Miriazal later."

"I've already made the paperwork. Besides, this is war preparation, isn't it?

"You know what I mean?"

Roxanne looked somewhat reluctant and replied as she received a letter from Alphilis.

"You know the demon crusader to Krums, including Jake, went out?

"Yeah, sure."

"In addition, a crusade to the prairie was to be formed"

"The prairie? For what?"

"... the Demon King has overflowed from the prairie"

Roxanne answered with a slight whisper. Alphilis' eyes open to the answer. Information that is inherently confidential. Roxanne tells her because she knows that Alphilis is not irrelevant.

"Alphilis may not know, but the prairie has become the land of the demon king's wide walk since the Alphilis and the others fell out. The ecosystem is broken and many organisms are killed. This time I've asked for help from a kind of tribe that lives in the prairie. To be precise, it began when a tribe fleeing the prairie carried out looting in a town along the prairie. Arnelia's troops who captured them heard the circumstances and a report came to us. As time went by, there were further reports of demon-like demons being raided by another town along the prairie. As an Arnelian, I can't overlook it."

"Sure, that's important. So, who's in command?

"Dear Miriazal, immediately."

Alphilis was even more surprised by the words. But at the same time, I can be convinced.

"Well, nobody knows what Miriazal looks like as a regular Arnelian soldier, so you're sending out the Temple Knights of the Deep Green Palace?

"Yes, I and Belliache are going out, too. Leave your absence with Moldard, and Rafferty is the commander on Jake's side. There's obviously not enough crowd."

"What about Alberto?

"I was going to leave you with Miranda, but I hear you have another job to do."

Alphilis wondered if there was a mandate to be further developed in this situation, but Roxanne said "to Miranda for more information," so Alphilis had no choice but to go to her.

When I went to the auditorium where Miranda was said to be, there was a maple standing at the entrance. As Alphilis approached, Maple urged Alphilis to be quiet, and then opened the peeking window a little to see what was going on inside. It seemed that that was where the archbishop and others would preach, with the stage at the bottom and seats spreading radially. There is such a place in Gloria's lecture room as seats get higher as we go back. Although there are many similar classrooms at the University of Triade where Kazas protests. Alphilis, who had never been to school, had never seen such a sight before, so it was rare to see it.

And Miranda on the stage. Alberto, Elsa and Eliza beside it. It was the Sisters, the Clerics, and the Knights who filled the numerous seats. Not from the location of the Alphilis there is a panoramic view, but it was clear that it was a bunch of crooks even if only a little bit could be seen. All Arnelian sisters and clerics are kind, but most of them here are strong. A cleric with a scratch on his face, a sister with a mask on half his face, a knight without one arm, etc. It was a far cry from the general Arnelia associates, no matter what they looked like.

Miranda speaks to them somehow in it. Her side slackened by the brilliant fireplace fire. Seeing the sight, Alphilis asks Maple a question in a voice.

"Maple, what about those people?

"... Alphilis would be fine, I'll tell you. They are those on pilgrimage duty."

"Pilgrimage. Then the same as Miranda?

"There are other Elsa ladies and so on. By the way, I told you that Master Elsa's achievements would not be in the ten fingers among the pilgrimages. Regardless of their track record, including junior development, there are people who are not far off in combat."

"Wait, Elsa must be Miriazal's secret next archbishop, right? That's not the top ten."

Calmly Maple answered as Alphilis pounded.

"Alphilis. 400 years, no, I'd have trouble getting you to lick our organization that lasted longer than that. The church of Arnelia is home to the largest population on the continent, with more than 300,000 human beings engaged by direct associates alone. It's also bigger than a small nation. There are also many delicacies in it that you can do alone with the Demon King. The talent is very abundant. Elsa became archbishop to show her talents as a leader, but when it comes to combat, those more versatile than Elsa are enough to sweep and throw away.

And I also have powers that I've never shown before in front of the Alphilis. When I let you escape the prairie, I was the one who stopped the lifeless alone, wasn't I?

"Ah..."

"And Lord Miranda, who stands at the top of that pilgrimage. That means that there hasn't been anyone who can beat that one in battle in the last hundred years. Master Miriazar is a fair man. If Miranda doesn't have enough strength, I'll be honest with you about it.

Nor has Alphilis ever seen Miranda fight with all her might. As Miranda said herself, if that one fought with all his might, the damage to her surroundings would be too great. Besides, you said it yourself, "It's too daring." I can generally imagine what means to use... "

Maple glanced at Alphilis, but she didn't seem to really understand what Maple was trying to say. Then the maple decided to stop the story there again. No matter what you say, Alphilis has not experienced pure 'killing each other'. Maple was also inexperienced again, but would still know a dirtier battlefield than Alphilis.

In doing so, the story in the auditorium did not seem to have been conducted peacefully. The voices are blocked by soundproofing magic. It doesn't sound like the Alphilis, but the humans who took their seats one after the other and were furious also looked like the Alphilis. But Miranda is still flat. Alphilis, who doesn't know what's going on inside, was purely worried about Miranda.

"Maple, what's the discussion in there?

"It's the launch of a new department to counter the Demon King, Alphilis. This is what Miranda started for you. For this reason, that one came off the selection of an archbishop to replace Master Minar. Most of all, Miranda is a candidate for supreme bishop in Miriazal's abdomen, so he didn't seem to intend to be an ostensibly archbishop, though. For generations the supreme bishop has formally kept his existence a secret.

Together, the pilgrimages are filled with habituals. It won't be a glimmer, but Miranda said, "Screw it down."

"So, Alberto aside for that?

Surely Alberto beside Miranda wears a sword in the knight's attire. Although it would certainly be comforting to have him.

"No, Alberto can't be the foundation on his own. The pilgrims are not such sweet people, are they, Alphilis? But it's Master Miranda who's more scared than that. In my opinion, Miranda has already set it up."

"Well, look at that"

Maple and Alphilis move their gaze inside the auditorium again. And in the meantime...

"I'm not convinced!

"I gather almost all of us in this and wonder what we're talking about, and the culmination of the pilgrimage, which was previously absent, suddenly shows up and tells me to listen to myself. That's why I can't ask if it's true."

"Exactly. Some of us have left our mission on the way! I was wondering if that was a sudden call, asking us to assist a new mercenary regiment? What a heartbeat to our divine mission!

"Yeah, I see."

It's only been more than 10 minutes since Miranda started explaining. Miranda responded calmly to complaints that came out of people even before Miranda's explanation could be finished. That's creepy enough for her already. It was Alberto and Eliza and a few others who were aware of it.

Miranda was patient without skipping the kill before, but seeing the dust at Miranda's feet gradually flowing behind her with the kill, Elsa was starting to get her back wet slowly. It was evidence that Miranda's patience was gradually reaching its limits. Elsa doesn't care when the smile flips. Elsa wonders how Eliza and Alberto can stay faceless at times like this. Even at birth, surely, those in Lazar's house must have been born on the top of the Buddha, shortly after such a crappy thought had come to Elsa. Miranda sighed loudly.

Continued