The Branded Female Fencer

"Eliza, how did you see that man?

"Right... I wasn't under the impression that there was going to be some kind of back. He said it didn't look like he was the right person."

"Why?"

"Regardless of that priest, the atmosphere of the knight with you is not perfect. The knight who guided us, but the light of his eyes was different from the righteous."

"That's a good read. I have the same impression, and my conversation with Glass Live made me feel as if I was having a conversation with an old raccoon. Plus it's that Temple Knight guy, but there's also signs of him serving in the Deep Green Palace once. You seemed to be somewhat floating at that time. No problem behavior, but he said he was an isolated man with shadows somewhere.

Plus, I was sure I read that dossier. Glass Live is too little action for a man who can do all that work "

Eliza slapped her neck on Elsa's words. Eliza is not that much of a head turner. To be honest, it was about half of what it was in Gloria. That's partly because of the dawn in sword training, but Eliza doesn't think herself that her head spins fast.

Elsa explained with a smile as she did not hide her face such as she was not sure Eliza.

"Look, Eliza. There was a vase in that man's room, but do you know the flowers that were alive over there?

"No... it was a thin purple flower, for sure"

"I don't know if Glass Live knows, but say those flowers are Restorian flowers. It's a flower with a sleeping effect, but I'd skip a pollen with a sleeping effect just enough to be poisonous this time of year. If you're a sane person, you'll never put it in your room. Something that just has that, and some people can sleep all day. Well, maybe we can invite people to sleep for less than a half an hour and keep them asleep. We instinctively spin magic all around us because of our training, so we're not really affected by it."

"I see, but if you consciously cut the magic..."

"When you can sleep, that's why. Just leave that stuff in your room and you won't get up this time. Let your men move flowers. Let them use poisoning pills. Glass live is a man who has a better chance of sleeping than using that stuff. His activities should be longer than people's. And a good, ambitious man only performs a little more than a normal priest in this country. This doesn't fit."

The situation has somehow swallowed up Eliza's words as well. Plus Eliza asks Elsa.

"I mean, Glass Live says there's behavior that we haven't even reported on the table. Master Elsa is going to look into that, isn't she?

"Of course. That's why I'm staying in this country to find out for myself. I know you're cleverly hiding evidence because it's about Glass Live, but it's impossible early on that you can't look into it in my hands. If you match the information Lisa's been working on, Arnelia will have some evidence left on Slasmund's side, anyway."

"Then it would be one stone and two birds to occupy the country."

"I'm after the third bird."

Elsa lurks her voice. Eliza also stopped by Elsa to match it. Lisa in the back, she should be switching off the sensors now. Because Elsa and the others are having conversations about Arnelia's business. I can't even hear this whisper, but Elsa gently stretched a simple soundproofing magic around just the two of us.

"Fine, I haven't even spoken to Alphilis from here. Arnelia, you know about the disturbing molecules in the church?

"Somehow."

"I suspect Glass Live may not be involved. Most of the people that Miriazal looks into don't leave any evidence. I know it's not going to be a glimmer, but I want to grab it."

"Because there was no evidence?

"That's what the evidence itself is."

Eliza looked strange to Elsa's words again, but Elsa still smiled back and pounded Eliza's shoulder on him.

"Well, that's it for now. Let's focus on what needs to be done now. We need to get knights waiting at the border."

"Okay."

As Elsa pulled up, she turned her head about the next steps.

On the other hand, the glass live left was sitting somewhere in the chair of the room, scrubbing the warmed milk as he stared into the void. His eyes are as calm as they were enlightened somewhere.

I already offered an errand to my belly knight earlier. You'll be ready in no time.

"(So far...)"

Glass Live was immersed in a similar frontier to giving up. A young archbishop who appeared earlier before his own eyes. Sometimes I just take office at that age, and I realized it was no longer a matter of time before I was brought to justice. The Archbishop, who named himself Elsa, came aboard the land with some certainty. I wouldn't do anything to pull back easily, and I can well assume that I still have some kind of evidence of a deal on the Slasmund side anyway. I know that Arnelia's audits were kept confidential on a regular basis, and for that reason the evidence obliteration on Arnelia's part has been thorough. But I didn't expect Slasmund himself to come and find out. I don't think the Slasmund ministers are delicate enough to break my heart in obliterating evidence. An archbishop like that would thoroughly examine it.

Even if I was merely doubted by it, the path of birth was already equal to being closed. Compared to those who are on par with me, I don't even think I stand out glass-live in particular. If a human being, in that situation, was suspected of being close to the supreme bishop, the birth would have disappeared at that point as well.

But I think Glass Live will do. Not that long old body. Plus, Elsa said her methodology was commendable and would continue to be adopted. Glasslive could have believed that there was no lie in that part. I don't know how Elsa can lose her head from the glass live, but she's still young. The emotion is so straight. Glass Live could have believed that there would be no lies in those straight eyes. Even if he were to be tried, he would like to see only the process of his methodology being adopted in Arnelia.

"(When that happens, I have nothing more to say if I can buy time for the trial... then)"

Glasslive thought the "brothers" were out of the way. I was putting it aside to see if it would help anything, and the boys who have actually helped. For my own work, for that desire. But Glass Live was no longer finding its use. Their testimony will work against themselves.

That's when someone knocks on the door of a glass live room.

Continued