The Branded Female Fencer

The Alphilis continued to connect with the Muse escort. I had heard that the countries of the east were very peaceful, but I did manage to continue escorting them in peace with the security that would not disturb them at all as they detached from the main street.

At the side of the road, the farmers are laughing while they are off work. Sometimes the different merchants were bound to say hello, and the travellers had many round hips. Like the Alphilis, running horses in robes is a common outfit for travellers, but only this time was the opposite remarkable thing.

For this reason they took off the street on the way and changed direction to another road. Just as I gradually run to the unpopular, I get out a map and check the path from time to time. The days were still heavenly and the Alphilis could afford time, but they decided to use the shortest possible path to the Castle of the Marquis of Finnegan.

"Are you going through this forest?

"That's right. The forest is well purified, and the horses can pass because they are well maintained. The road is relatively snug, and the yang shoots well. Not a bad choice."

"Still, I guess it doesn't mean there's no wild warcraft at all. Shouldn't we be bypassing the woods?

"Then you'll pass near the street a few times. It will stand out from the streets."

"Hmm. That doesn't really bother me."

It was an alphilis with a reluctant face to Lare's opinion, but Lare's choice seemed reasonable and there seemed to be no room for theoretical opposition.

Alphilis glimpsed Lisa, but Lisa didn't seem to have a very good feeling about it again, and she stared back with her eyes confirming Alphilis. But there was no element to completely deny Lare's proposal, and at the end of the day, the Alphilis and the others didn't either.

As Alphilis carefully scattered his companions, he proceeded to spread slightly through the woods. Because even if it's too dense, you can't get away well because of the trees in case they attack you. However, since the trees in the woods were tall and the trunks were thin, and the branches attached were much taller, it was a good condition not to be obstructed in their path by the little May fly branches.

Did you just go into the woods or so? Exactly, the forest gets quite deep, but as usual, the day shoots well, and I don't even see one of the warcraft. Lisa whistled her fingers as Alphilis tried to rethink her thoughts, wondering if she was too nervous. It is a report that sensors are aware of. Lisa pointing in the two-o 'clock direction with her hand as it is. Based on the number of fingers, the number of enemies exceeds 10. The Alphilis got off horseback riding and formed a defensive circle around the muse as they pulled out their swords.

"Distance"

"20 seconds to visual, 40 seconds to contact"

"Number"

"14 rides from two o'clock, 8 from 12 o'clock. Humans on horses because of their size. The sword is the Lord's weapon, and some of you have a bow on your back."

"The enemies at 2 o'clock will have Larna and Lunatica do it. Beat the enemy primarily in the front with the rest of the faces. The safety of His Highness the Muse is a top priority. Rhine and Ekla entrusted the escort of His Highness the Muse. Take the front with me and Venn."

"" "Roger!

As Alphilis pulled out his knife, he stood beside him not only Venn, but even Lare. To the silent offer, Alphilis smiles.

"Do you want an escort?

"The escort is enough for the others. It would be more certain if I were in the front and drove out my enemies."

"I thought you hated mercenaries."

"I don't like it, but I don't hate it. I don't particularly despise you. I wish Her Majesty could protect me."

"So you were born silent and heartless?

"Think so."

Such Lare's expression remained unfathomable, and Alphilis looked at her and puffed out. Seeing such an alphilis, Lare spoke to Alphilis for the first time about anything other than work from herself.

"It's a funny one. There's plenty of room for that before the fight."

"I can't afford it. But this suits me better than staying nervous. Besides, living like this always goes hand in hand with death. If you want to do it anyway, I want to smile all the time."

"Right."

Lare replied unwillingly, and his eyes had already seen their impending enemies. I just think Lare. I thought Alphilis' face, who said he wanted to be smiling, was obviously happy that the battle was coming up. Because that look wasn't a smile, it looked more like a girl who had a long awaited holiday.

In the eyes of Lare and Alphilis are the men who stick in silently without even calling out. They also look like bandits at first sight, but they keep on horseback and leave the momentum to push them in. When Alphilis realized that they were unwilling to stop as they were, when he took an object like a sphere out of his nose, he gently lit the ignition line with sorcery and threw it into the enemy.

"Lare, block your ears and turn away for a moment"

When the men were blinded by something and the sphere, the sphere was glowing and shouting and flashing. The men were completely blinded, but it was the horses who were more surprised than that. Horses are inherently cowardly animals. Especially if we're vulnerable to being threatened and suddenly we're going to roar beside ourselves or something, we'll scream and shake off the rider on the spot.

Naturally, the shaken off men were thrown out on the spot, and the terrible ones were surprised at the underneath of the horses, or some were stepped through their heads. And when the man at the rear opened his eyes, he saw in front of him a fellow who had already been beheaded, and an Alphilis sword thrust against him.

The female knights of the Muse looked out for the vibrant arrangements of the Alphilis, but its head of the Alphilis was slapped by Lisa's wand.

"Are you stupid, you big woman! If you do that, our horses will escape, too, you ampontane."

"'Cause I thought this was the quickest"

"How hard do you think you'll have to collect the horses that escaped? If there are other enemies to it, isn't it like you taught yourself its position? What if a straw and an enemy come out of there!

"Oh, my God."

Lisa slumps and preaches to Alphilis, who has just defeated his enemies and holds a bloody sword. In an unnerving battlefield interaction, Lare accidentally spoke to Venn, who was next door.

"Are you guys always like, oh?

"Well roughly. At least you're not as elbowed as we are, Lare."

"Right. But you're strong. No, is that why you're strong?

"Come on. I don't know them yet enough to know that much."

Venn answered quietly, and Lare watched the exchange between Alphilis and Lisa for a while. And Rana and Lunatica showed up on the spot, too.

"Oh, you're done here, too"

"Um, have you cleaned up yet?

"No problem. Just miscellaneous fish."

The blade was not already gripped in Renatica's hand, but the hand was wet in blood. There also seemed to be hair between the fingers, but Alphilis tried not to think about what it meant. It wouldn't be very pleasant, because I thought it was some kind of unprofitable thought for me.

In it, I watched Alphilis and the others with the eyes that one muse was incredible. When Alphilis noticed her gaze, she grabbed and walked over in the direction of Muse.

"Was it a surprise, Princess? We don't struggle."

"Huh? Yeah... it's just so vivid, I'm not sure I was upset about that already being raided. Apparently, I was underestimating you, Alphilis."

Muse apologized, so Alphilis silently thanked him and took the word. There was nothing strange about that attitude, but only the fellow Alphilis couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with Alphilis' attitude somewhere.

After a slightly longer thank-you, Alphilis uttered an unexpected word.

"Speaking of which, Your Highness, I have examined the origins of Chanto Blagne."

"You remembered very well. So what did it come from?"

"Yes. That liquor is about a later house that has been married to a certain fruit farmer. The young man, who was the lord of the fruit farm, fell in love with a widow. She was a servant of her own farm, but the husband was already dead. The widow was a chaste, though low-status, but finally determined to receive that courtship in the Lord's passionate oral complaint.

But the widow had a little daughter. As she grew up, she grew up so beautiful that she started singling out the gaze of the men in her neighborhood. The girl was very well-educated and chaste, and grew up to be a woman who was gentle with her heart and not inferior to any nobleman. Regardless, the Lord's gaze has also become solitary "

"... so?

"Finally, the lord has made his daughter his own woman again. My mother was furious when she found out about it, and she tried to harm her daughter."

"I know that far too. I just don't know the story afterwards either. Because there were no bards in our country who told stories beyond that."

"It goes on -"

"Alfie, I'm sorry I'm in the middle of a conversation."

Lisa broke in with a resolute tone. From that look, it was clear that it was an urgent matter.

Continued