The Branded Female Fencer

"Spread out from 1st Platoon to 3rd Platoon and move forward. The third and fourth squadrons go from side to rear. First Squadron, Second Squadron stands by as they prepare to storm. Assault along with the platoon's signal."

Among the leading and speaking captains, the soldiers were silently trying to follow the placement. Arriving in the city of Windsey, the front line is ready to strike first with a positive attack method. Usually the battle of knights is when the other general first holds a place for talks with each other, then stands and fights between soldiers, where and at what time the battle begins, and most of the time they have such detailed discussions, but no such courtesy exists in the wars of demonic opponents.

The soldiers were lurking their breath, suppressing their killing, and walking one hiatus only to acquire the enemy's neck. There is no such concept as watching over demons. The city of Windsey was equated with little provision for war prevention, but rather a common exit existed everywhere connecting the city to the outside to make it easier to live. Soldiers still carefully infiltrate the building closest to the main entrance to the city. Where more than a certain number of soldiers have taken on board, the decree sends one signal after another to the attacking captain.

The lives of the hostages will not be taken into account in this fight. More than a month has passed since the demons occupied this city. Hardly any more humans and so on would live, and even if they did, they could have been treated by demons as livestock and destroyed to such an extent that they could no longer live as people. Those humans are secretly handled because of battlefield troubles, and the superiors are reported as "there were no survivors". I know what's going on in the field with my superior officer, and sadly that was reality. Even in this battle, Rusty will eventually be a ray fan of such reports.

At the stage of receipt of the report of the approximate completion of the placement, the person in charge of the attack captain issued a signal for the assault. The soldiers opened the doors or broke down, threw the oil on fire through the window and lit the lights, leaving the demons in a state of panic before starting the battle.

The demons were wiped out of the void, or by soldiers waiting for them to jump outside in surprise. But that's only the first time. Eventually, when many screams began to rise, demons emerged from other buildings, this time armed.

"This is where we come from!

"Don't leak the hell out of me!

Occasionally, the hustle and bustle of battle began to engulf the city of Windsey. Slashed and knotted there, the rising scream further accelerates the fight. And reports are made from all over the city.

"Advantage on the north side. Few enemies!

"There are many on the west side, threatening to break through the siege net. Reinforce!"

"On the south side we have multiple confirmations of the large cyclops. We need the magician's support as soon as possible."

Captains responding to reports that will be made. Rusty and Rafferty gazed at each other's thoughts as they watched how it worked.

"That's odd..."

"Does the Chancellor think so, too?"

Not realizing that Rafferty's words called himself in the first place, Rusty was often silent. But I thought the honor of "Chancellor" was referring to me, and I rushed back to Rafferty.

"Ya, excuse me for this. I'm still unfamiliar with the title of Chancellor."

"I think you're a fine prime minister. But anyway, what makes you think it's weird?

"Yeah, the demonic placement itself, right? I wonder why they stayed here."

Rusty's point was the best, and that was what Rafferty also felt before the battle. This battle is not convinced by the very occurrence of demons in the first place. And there's one reason why such a massive demon strikes the city. To say that the Demon King has occurred, a leader in the demon. Rafferty thought it would be such a massive army that a demon king of considerable power broke out.

That's why Miriazal sent Rafferty, even the Temple Knight, to hit second. And the second reason he took Jake off the front line is the presence of the Demon King. Exactly. I thought the demon king's opponent was too early for Jake.

But Rafferty had felt uncomfortable since this battle began. The demons are certainly in this city. There is almost no falsification in the scale of the report. But why were they staying here? I would no longer be depriving this city of its resources. Still, if it's true that there are demons, I can't help but fight them, and if I try to poke them properly again, I wondered if I could figure something out.

In that reality, Rafferty starts assuming the worst. Suppose they are more demon kings than they know. And if I were the Demon King, I wondered what I would do to win this battle.

"... I don't think so."

"Lord Rafferty, I have come up with a very unpleasant idea"

"Oddly enough, so am I."

"Why don't you say it at the same time?

Rafferty and Rusty face to face. And the words they unleashed at the same time did reconcile to the worst.

"This is the place."

Ganan was nervous. Happy or unhappy that he was promoted to a captain who brings together 30 men, a native of a peasant. In the Krums system so far, humans from peasants who are not even learning are the biggest born to be entrusted with ten captains. Especially those who excelled in martial arts were never promoted to the position of leading men as captains, even if they were ever appointed as escorts of the upper echelons.

But Krums is chronically understaffed due to the civil unrest ahead and the war that has been going on since then. Besides, Ray fans, newly appointed queen, were recruiting talent by their abilities regardless of their status, in an effort to change the aristocratic system they had been in.

Ganan is also one of those promoted in such reforms. He didn't learn or excel in martial arts in particular, but he was just a personable person to be trusted by people. Ganan was a man trusted by his companions and a man who could honestly rely on people. He was also good at discerning the good and the bad of people. I don't know what kind of person pointed out to him that he was a bad guy. There was always a problem within the army, and if he told me he was a good guy, he was always wet, even if he was guilty of something. His person eye was also such a trustworthy factor.

Such Ganan was able to follow 30 men by the recommendation of others. It's Ganan, who has never been greedy in his life, and I didn't really like responsible positions, but he also attached himself to this role with persuasion around him. And if you put yourself in this responsible position, he has quite a few things to think about. When I wondered if Krums was about to take a new step in unison to the wise queen, it seemed like a burning sense of purpose sprang from the bottom of his belly to Ganan as well.

This time the appointed role was one that would not have had any connection with the war effort, to the extent that he was responsible for one end of the supply force in the rear line, but nevertheless he thought it would be a more honorable role than the front line if he were to escort the little Queen Rayfan right beside him, and he was tenacious.

Seeing such a slightly overpowered captain on his shoulders, his men greeted him with a regular report.

"Captain Ganan, I have a regular report."

"Uhm! Let's hear it!

My men laugh a little bitterly at Ganan, who also raises a voice that is just tense to regular reporting. Nothing. The guys in the unit laugh dull, but they also know Ganan's personality, so they waved 'good luck' against Ganan's men.

My men reported to their captain that there were no abnormalities.

"Right wing rear, no shadows for at least 500m"

"All right, it's hard work! But what happened to the wrong shepherd earlier?

Ganan recalls the shepherd who earlier, during his march, tried to avoid him on the edge. He was still a boy, but he couldn't handle the flock of sheep well, and some of the sheep blocked the way behind him. It would not seem strange if Krums had ever done so, or in any other country or beheaded, but Rayfan laughed and missed the act, deliberately letting the knights capture sheep and deliver them to the boy.

The boy thanked him for the act he wanted to do, and left the scene sooner or later, promising to go up to the king's capital to give him the number of sheep who had multiplied this flock by ten. He was a boy who knew neither courtesy nor the use of words against kings, but I remember the knights in the rear row being somewhat relaxed by their pure attitude.

Ganan could tell at a glance that the boy wasn't a bad guy, but it didn't translate as usual. This time he is escorting the queen. Ganan did not fully trust the person he was, and that was very cautious in the sense of humility. That's why I suspected in the corner of my head that the shepherd earlier was some kind of assassin. I know it's a low probability, but the shepherd was letting the scouts keep an eye on him as he left.

But Ganan's concerns had ended in concern.

"Captain. The shepherd earlier left to the southwest, struggling to put the sheep together. I dropped him off just in case he disappeared, but nothing seems to be wrong."

"Well, I hope so."

Ganan sighed loudly, seemingly relieving one tension. When I see a captain like that, my men laugh bitterly.

"Captain, if you're so careful, you won't have it later. Leave it somewhat to us to get distracted. What, this time an elite has also been dispatched by the Church of Arnelia. They've got sensors on, and they'll let you know if there's anything special."

"Um, I think so, too. I don't think perfection is possible for every thing. When something happens, it's too late to regret it. I can't do anything, but at least I want to stay nervous."

"I hope so. The captain was tired and useless at times of need, because as far as we're concerned, I feel ashamed compared to the rest of the force."

Ganan replied softly to his men, utterly sarcastic.

"It's not rude to have a booze seat, is it? We're on a mission. Watch your mouth."

"It doesn't look good, Captain. You know, more like always, right?

Ganan gets embarrassed but unnecessarily nervous in front of his young, unpunished men. It took me a little while until I could understand that was my subordinate's concern.

"You're a reluctant one, really"

"I think that's a handle. Then it's time to get back to work."

"Oh. If nothing, shall we drink only one drink tonight"

"I'll be with you, if you like."

I know you just want to swallow it.

"Did you split!

A subordinate who leaves beside Ganan while interacting like that. But for a moment when Ganan took his eyes off him, he saw an incredible sight in Ganan's eyes. That is that the neck of the sensor deployed outside the unit has been pruned at some point. The horse doesn't realize the rider is dead, or he keeps marching.

"Nah... huh?

When Ganan looked back at an earlier subordinate in an attempt to call someone, this time the subordinate also had no neck. There is no horse in the gushing blood.

And the next thing Ganan saw was a giant axe flying toward Ray Fan's carriage.

Continued