The Branded Female Fencer

"May I interrupt?"

"... I'm busy, maybe later?

"I might be able to solve that busy situation ~?"

Alphilis as well as Pfeiffer seemed to be intrigued by the backbone content of what was the missing tone between Cowen.

Pfeiffer sarcastically threw words at Cowen.

"Well, is that what you're gonna do with me?

"Yes ~. I mean, I think you should feel a little more at stake, Prince of the Border ~? Don't forget your position, Mr. Alphilis and I are on the same side here and now ~"

When Cowen told him so, he took a single letter out of his nostalgia. I can see that the letter has already been sealed and I can say that it is after checking the contents.

As Pfeiffer was surprised, Cowen read through its contents.

"There are some serious secrets written here ~. What do you think?"

"I don't know. My involvement is roughly a matter for the country. Don't think too much."

"Detailed movements of gold in your territory and the collection of soldiers from your territory."

Pfeiffer's eyebrows move tingly. The Alphilis and the others have yet to come to the curve of this story. But Pfeiffer had a bad feeling that the tone was not the same as earlier, and it was the same tone that blamed Cowen.

"So what do you say? Instead, how did you get that information?

"As much as you can get - and your clients are poor countries - you'll usually get what you want if you pay a bit of money - and more than that, I'm surprised by the information it says here. Master Pfeiffer has been collecting a ton of taxes from his residents for a long time now - and it seems that the lives of his residents are rather harsh thanks to them - but it seems like money that hasn't gone out of the general accounting books - so what the hell was it used for?

Furthermore, the collection of soldiers has been going on for more than six months - are you sure you were willing to wage this battle? "

"... you're not. Demons occur very often within the client. This time he collected new soldiers for a massive expropriation. That's about as natural given the duration of the training.

The money was also used to gear them up. I picked up the gear from various locations, so maybe the records are scattered. The people can't let my children die without darkness. "

"It doesn't look like a movement of supplies assuming a battle with demons - well, that would be good there - but I didn't want to give much proof of this - I can't help it."

Cowen took the vial out of his nose. There is red liquid in it. Seeing that liquid, Pfeiffer's complexion changed.

"You, it's..."

"There was very little left under this building - it seems after someone had already carried out a sabotage and evidence obliteration operation - but I was getting this liquid on a different route - but what was under the building matched this - I let the witch Muscade confirm it, so no doubt about it.

Now I have a question for Pfeiffer ~. What is this liquid ~? I already know - but if you can't be honest with me - you can also get the justice that you should have submitted to the Magic Church, the International Judicial Office, for example - in the right place.

If that were the case, you wouldn't execute exactly who would be brought to the royal family, but the territory would be confiscated, and your house would be cut off. Well, taking the throne would be another dream of dreams - how dare you! "

Pfeiffer's complexion was through blue and completely white. And gradually, but in Cowen's agitation, the flavor was coming out. Even though he was small, skinny, intelligent, but not a compelling face for flattery, Cowen did overwhelm Pfeiffer with intimidation.

Cowen continued.

"Well, I'm not going to go that far even as I am, so I was wondering if it would be enough for you to talk about all the current here without covering it up. This is a deal."

"So you forget about this story? It's too convenient to trust."

"I know it's a national nature where clients don't trust people - I don't use the word deal in jokes either - and because it's a story that tastes good enough to me - I was wondering if you'd like me to trust you and talk about it without covering it up.

If you don't, you'll be in danger too. Like you were just now - the organization will continue to target you. "

Cowen's last words were conclusive. Pfeiffer often thought that his earlier robust attitude had begun to talk as loudly as a lie.

Continued