The Branded Female Fencer

"This is... a mission report, including a recent expedition... Huh?

"Miranda's seal has already been pressed. That has been reported to the pilgrimage side... what?

Espis and Linella also snooped at the paperwork and raised their mindless voices. Because the fact that it was written there was incredible to them, just like Dride.

"Arnelia's investigation unit, 20 men... wiped out?

"And this is the second time." On the report of the investigation of the Mansion in the Hill of Alm, Listoria Country "? A place I've never heard of, but for the first time, the resident knights are reporting... but this one also has seven dead and three seriously ill. The living are uniformly insane... what is this?

Espis, I can't help but be surprised that Linella did. The Arnelian Church is a group specializing in preserving itself. "Living and returning" takes precedence over all tasks of investigation. There must have been something so unusual about being wiped out in that state.

In the first place, an investigative unit is a unit that examines the existence of demon kings, etc. Investigation units had also been dispatched by Arnelia before when the Alphilis and the others defeated the Demon King, but at that time there were only 10. 20 this time. Moreover, it was mentioned in the documents that this time a considerable amount of skilled personnel were dispatched.

That's it, Espis, where Linella checked the paperwork, and Dride stood up on the spot as he changed his complexion.

"This is not how I do it. Nothing is added to this document, but Miranda will ask you as soon as possible what you think of this proposal."

"Do we go, too?

"No, that doesn't extend. There are more projects than that that you want to clean up. It would be helpful if you just categorized the pile of paperwork and sorted it by importance, and you guys would have other jobs to think about and undertake independently, right? I wish you would concentrate on that one. I'll clean it up with Manadil when I'm in the house. That's why we're here."

Dride said so much, forgetting his usual prudence and rushing to Miranda. It would be nice if those in a lower position could undertake these kinds of tasks, but I feel that the Arnelian Church is very few in a position to put them together. I can't help but say that the practical details of those on hidden missions such as silent speech and pilgrimage are too different in appearance.

I guess this time too, Dride will have his head troubled by how he deceives or manipulates information about death reports against the families of the dead.

And what a Lisa it was that came in with a hurried out dried and misplaced.

"Footsteps and wind now. Sure, he seemed to be Archbishop Dryde of Arnelia, but you seem to be in a lot of a hurry. Is Miranda apparently on her way?"

"Lord Lisa. Did you want it?"

Lisa is free to enter and leave this Deep Green Palace by order of Miriazal. If there is one limitation, it is that Lisa does not use the sensor capability without darkness. But this wasn't particularly restrictive with sorcery or anything, it was entirely left to Lisa's actions.

Even if not, Lisa also needs permission to enter and exit rooms that would handle important confidentiality, like the office, for example, and such rooms are pre-sturdy with soundproofing magic in the first place. Lisa, it makes no difference that it is difficult to straighten out the sensors very freely. On the other hand, the Tetrastine demons and others may visit the Deep Green Palace, but that is because Miriazal permits it, otherwise the Deep Green Palace would have been so tightly guarded that one Ant child would not pass through.

Hence the fact that ordinary people were allowed to enter and leave the Deep Green Palace like Lisa is almost unprecedented, and at first the people working in the Deep Green Palace also had difficulty in handling it, but gradually becoming accustomed to its existence, they had become entrusted with the treatment of the little tyrants who roughed up this Deep Green Palace every day.

I thought the purpose of this visit was to take care of them, but today the kids are out on a picnic outside the Deep Green Palace due to Miriazal's policy. Belliache is leading this along with parenting practice, but it was a momentum that seemed to struggle before leaving inside. So there are no children in the Deep Green Palace today, and Lisa is naturally contacted, and neither Espis nor Linella thought she had some business to attend to.

"How can I help you today? Lord Jake's triumph is still ahead of us."

"Yeah, I know that, though. Today I was visiting Miranda to discuss it with her as an Alphilis user. It seems that both Alphilis and Miranda are busy for minutes, and that means I'm working for this healthy, dedicated person."

"Ha... is that right"

Espis and Linella were having trouble figuring out how to deal with Lisa's light mouth, but Lisa didn't seem to be doing them any good either and didn't seem willing to keep talking. There's just one thing I wanted to check.

"By the way, there's one thing I want to know. Do you know Miriazal?

"Yeah, sounds like it. Because he did have a letter pressed under Master Miriazar's seal. What's that?

"No..."

Linella didn't seem to understand Lisa's intention to question it. Lisa doesn't give it another look, either, but that look also looks slightly nervous.

"Really... can Lisa go to that room and talk to the visitors?

"I don't think you mind... but Master Miriazar hasn't returned yet, has he?

"Yeah, it's better that way."

Lisa walked into your room with the linella with her neck clenched. Espis and Linella were already chased by piles of maple loaded paperwork and did not even follow Lisa.

It's just that the maple gently walked out of the office and followed Lisa.

"Lord Lisa, can you think of anything about visitors?

"No, nothing, but I care. Instead, didn't Maple care about anything?

"What?"

"I see, this is too much..."

Maple wanted to hear what was left, but Lisa was no longer saying anything and heading to the room she intended early enough. Maple is now the head of security at the Deep Green Palace in substance, with no Tsuko or Zi. So I kind of followed Lisa into trouble for something, but I didn't think about the reason or the purpose.

Lisa, on the other hand, seems to have some sort of verse in mind. She slowed her walk slightly as the room approached, knocking on the room as she took one deep breath to relieve tension before entering the room. It is a very rare sight for her, such as Lisa being nervous enough for people to understand.

"Excuse me."

"Come in."

When Lisa entered the room, there was a lady there who would sit gracefully on the prepared sofa and make tea that she would have prepared herself. No, I don't know if I should call you a lady. Unlike the so-called aristocrats and stately people, her attire was old fashioned. If you are a nobleman, or even if you are not, the current fashion of clothing often uses bright colors for shades. That would also affect the fact that the world is relatively peaceful and wealthy, but less plain colors have been used to represent qualitative promises. That is relatively true in rural areas, where they saw a visible increase in the number of people working in color headscarves that were not commonly used until decades ago, such as yellow or blue.

But not the woman in front of Lisa right now. She wore a robe that would have skinned some animal and had a large slit on her leg. Her chest is wide open, but she wears a muffler on her neck that she would have used even with a large crow feather. The hair clasp that binds the blonde hair together at the back for a long time was also white, unknown to the maple eyes, but felt on the bones of some creature over Lisa's senses. But Lisa didn't even know what she was wearing in her clothes.

And shades are plain, but should it be the intimidation or atmosphere in which women wrap up? The woman herself sat on the spot with a strangely harsh air and an overwhelming presence. So late that Lisa recognises the three men around her.

Lisa doesn't know why she even took a trip to this place herself, but her instincts were telling her that she should somehow. You must come here and meet this woman.

"Nice to meet you, isn't it? My name is Lisa-Fundland. It was an unpleasant visit, but please forgive me."

"I don't even have to beg for forgiveness. It was the concubine who visited this palace in disgrace. Not for that, but the concubine is the one to apologize, there is no reason to apologize. Welcome to your visit."

A woman who answers without a name, with strange old-fashioned rhetoric. But Lisa didn't dare stop worrying about it, and she didn't ask questions. Lisa knew she needed to hear more. But I can't describe its content in words. I had to hear something, but Lisa's mouth didn't tell me the words well.

"What's up, don't you have some kind of requirement?

"Um... no, it's still not something you should be asking right now. Maybe you shouldn't ask."

"Wonder child. While the concubine somehow perceives who she is and has something to ask, can't she still say it?"

"Right. 'Cause I think life is more interesting."

"Fine. Forgive me for my intellect and boldness, but I will always have one concubine who answers what I want to know. Whatever the question was, yeah. What the concubine said, dreams and forgetfulness"

"Really? I would be grateful to receive that as a favour. See you soon."

That's all Lisa said, she bowed with a pepper and left the room behind. Panicked and then the maple also continued, leaving three women and a man in the room. A woman points her black eyes at the man who stood to bring her to the wall. The man was black as well as tanned, and his long black hair was stretched all he wanted. I have long hair so it's still fine but my upper body is naked. The trousers of the cloth were also black, barefoot, and the body surface was combined to make the body black.

The man spoke to the woman.

"Kid now, I wonder what you're doing here. Only cold?"

"... that boy, after he sensed who we were, felt there was no point in asking questions, and he left this place behind. I'm blind, but I understand everything the child tried to say in" chi ". It's not just a blind sensor. I'm surprised there are still such people."

"Sure. I felt a little different from the people who live in this world. And it wasn't just recognition inhibition, it reacted to our minds that pushed us so far to kill us. It was close to the witches who used to festive me."

The man who was sitting in the corner of the room answers. I'm middle-aged in my years but my body is very tight and has an impressive sharp eye area. He also had his head up, and this was another very intimidating being. The man answered the woman with words that were close to respectful.

The blackening man asks back.

"Witch. Hey. I've never been worshipped by anyone, unlike you, so I'm talking about old humans. It's not very human."

"You're the only one who thinks that. Humans are interesting inside. Sometimes you know exactly what you're always looking at from the sky."

"The bird husband may be. I do think the numbers have increased. It's like a feather."

"You can't create culture in a feather. Buildings, etc., were not in this shape a thousand years ago. I even think it's beautiful."

"Either way, it's enough to break us stroking. It's no big deal."

"Fine."

The women stopped, so the men stopped the conversation. When a woman puts the cup down, she strengthens her vocabulary by one.

"We came here because we need it. Remember, it's never meant to be hostile to humans. Have as good a relationship as you can with them."

"I would if you told me to. There's Miriazal in front of him."

"Whether or not you end up listening to this wasting dog"

"Huh!?

Another black man eats and hangs on a man with red hair upside down. But when the woman scowled, the slaughter of the two men, who were about to erupt, behaved like salted vegetables.

"Javawok, rock roof. Don't argue in your body, keep the extra power. That's all we'll be dealing with this time."

"If Master Stervese says so, I will, though. Let me tell you something according to this wanker. I'm an adult, so, yeah, I don't get it from me, but I'll buy a sold fight."

"Nasty words, bird husband. This isn't the sky. I'll take that feather before I fly."

"Don't," he said.

Once again the tingling air filled the room, but the dispute still stopped with a drink of Stervese. Seeing a series of interactions, the rest of the lad-headed man was laughing slightly as he enjoyed himself.

"They're the ones who don't punish, you are. Nothing is the same as it was more than a thousand years ago. You haven't grown at all."

"Tell me you're feeling young, Rake. This is the only dog that hasn't grown."

"Well said, you have no sight better than me if you're clean. Which one of you used to send down magically hardened feathers like rain from the sky to destroy a mountain?"

"So stop it. More than that, Master Stelvese will get really angry."

Reiki was still laughing, but Stervese kept his eyes silent and still meditating as if he were going to meditate. Her psychology was hard to read in all that behavior, but her expression didn't change even when she was serious in the first place, so she could have been quite angry.

These three know. Once knocked over by Stelvese, she has enough fear for them to become his disciples.

Then the silence came to the room, but they said nothing more. They are just waiting for Miriazal to return. For one thing, Stervese leaked pompously.

"I don't know if that tough girl will be able to afford to ask Javawok for help or anything. What a hated concubine around not asking for help even though she is still a master? Fair enough. As a concubine, it's time to do what needs to be done. That fool seems to be moving too..."

The three men should have heard the words whispered in their mouths, but no one would ever return the response.

Continued